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More than 40,000 of the Tsar's Guards stood in a circle, forming a circular defensive position. The shields overlapped like fish scales. The densely packed spears pointed in all directions, looking invulnerable.

When Xiaoliu rushed up, Zhang Yi came to the front of the formation first, raised the dragon stick, pushed aside several spears, and smashed the shield at the front.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the shield was smashed in half, and the soldier holding the shield was horrified. Before he could react, Zhang Yi slashed his head with a knife from his left hand.

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed, blood splashed three feet, and the soldier screamed and fell backwards.

Zhang Yi used his left and right hands alternately to hit heavy objects and chop hard skulls. The rebound force made his hands numb like an electric shock.

The surrounding soldiers blocked the gap with shields. Jueying screamed, raised his iron hoofs and trampled down hard, and the two shields were kicked to pieces.

Several soldiers fell down, and a small gap was created in Nuoda's position.

A soldier in the back row stabbed Zhang Yi viciously with a spear. Xiao Liu had quick hands and sharp eyes, and cut off the spear head with one sword.

Seeing more spears coming, how could Zhang Yi take a step back? He waved the Panlong Stick to push away the spear on the right, raised the Chinese Dragon Bird Knife to set up the spear on the left, clamped his legs hard, and the armored man

Jueying continued to rush forward.

The dozen or so Tsarist soldiers in front of him turned forward and backward, unable to stand firmly and unable to launch an effective attack.

Fei Huang followed up bravely, and Xiao Liu took the opportunity to kill him with his sword.

Just like that, a gap was created.

Niu Ben rushed up on horseback. He flew down from his horse, knocked down the two enemies with a pair of iron fists, and guarded Zhang Yi's left side.

Shi Gandang charged forward with his horse at full speed, as unstoppable as a tank, widening the gap created by Yi Ge.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaolong, Wang Zheng, Chen Yiyi, Deng Yun, Du Lin and other generals caught up and advanced in depth. The enemies fell down row by row.

The generals are all protected by armor. Even if they are stabbed with spears or chopped with sabers, they will not cause any fatal damage.

At this time, everyone is working hard and no one cares about their own safety.

The Mopan City Iron Army, Wolf Cavalry, Prairie Cavalry and Chariot Regiment launched an all-out attack, stepping on shields and advancing with the enemy. Their weapons collided together, making a deafening sound.

Soon, fighting becomes unimportant, what matters is squeezing.

Our army was like an iron plate, squeezing the enemy's formation from all sides. The enemy, amidst the roar of Tsar Andrei, rushed out desperately.

However, one attack after another was ruthlessly repelled by our army.

In the battle of will and courage, the enemy was defeated.

After an hour of fierce fighting, the enemy was no longer able to launch an offensive. With no way to escape, they were forced to retreat and finally huddled together.

Someone kept throwing Molotov cocktails deep into the enemy lines.

The flames mercilessly devoured enemies, and the diffuse smoke suffocated many enemies.

While Zhang Yi was killing the enemy, he protected Xiaoliu beside him, allowing her to kill with great pleasure.

He was observing the situation on the battlefield at all times.

Explosions flashed one after another, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the battlefield was filled with wailing sounds. The scene before us was similar to Ziwu Ridge.

The enemies were crowded together so tightly that many people had no chance to fight and were squeezed to death.

Zhang Yi saw Tsar Andrei being lifted up by the Guards. He stood on the shoulders of the soldiers and swayed with the flow of people.

He held a golden staff in one hand and a sword studded with gems in the other. Hatred made his face ferocious, and fear made his whole body tremble.

He stared at Zhang Yi.

It was the young man riding on the black war horse who ruined his expeditionary force and shattered his dream of conquering China.

"Don't huddle together, soldiers, warriors, rush out, attack, attack, attack!"

Tsar Andrei shouted hysterically, but to no avail.

The steel armored chariots on the east side were lined up in a row, blocking the way. Of course, due to the pile of corpses, the chariots could not move forward, but they kept firing arrows.

To the south is the Mopan City Iron Army. Those sturdy men seem to have endless strength. The swords in their hands have been blunted, but they are still slashing hard.

To the west are the wolf cavalry. The soldiers in the front row attack with spears, and the soldiers in the back row fire arrows. Even the Tsar's armor is pierced with dozens of arrows.

To the north were the steppe cavalry. While attacking, they kept throwing ropes and accurately wrapping them around the necks of the Tsarist soldiers. Then they flew out of position and had their heads smashed with axes.

Stimulated by the bloody killings, Tsar Andrei went crazy. He trampled on the soldiers and staggered towards Zhang Yi.

He stared hard at his enemy.



"Let him come!" Zhang Yi shouted.

His order spread quickly, and the people around him put down their bows and arrows, otherwise they would shoot the tsar into a hedgehog.

Zhang Yi asked Xiao Liu and the generals to retreat, and everyone obeyed and retreated more than ten meters.

This is the battle of kings.

Zhang Yi planned to help Tsar Andrei and fight him one-on-one.

For Tsar Andrei who refused to surrender, it was also the respect he deserved.

The fierce fighting in the distance continued, but on Zhang Yi's side, the fighting stopped.

Zhang Yi jumped off the horse and handed the reins to Xiao Liu.

A group of Mopan City warriors ran over and quickly moved away the enemy corpses on the ground, leaving an open space of dozens of square meters.

Tsar Andrei jumped down from the human wall, walked towards Zhang Yi, stared with blood-red eyes, and said words that Zhang Yi could not understand.

Vicious curses.

Zhang Yi didn't care what the Tsar said. He put down the Panlong Stick, held the Chinese Dragon Bird Sword tightly in his right hand, adjusted his breathing, and tried to stay calm.

Tsar Andrei kept walking, raised his sword and struck Zhang Yi on the head.

Zhang Yi rushed forward and blocked the sharp blade with the back of his knife.

clang!

There was a harsh sound, and the two knives hit each other hard, and a cloud of sparks exploded.

Zhang Yi was shocked, and his arm felt sore. He didn't expect the Tsar's strength to be so strong.

However, he saw the tsar staggered, and the knife in his hand was almost knocked out. The tsar was also horrified. Zhang Yi, who looked much shorter than him, was not weak in strength.

"Brother Yi, be careful!" Xiao Liu shouted.

"Don't worry, Liu'er!" Zhang Yi said calmly.

The generals who were watching were all sweating. In this era where brute force ruled the roost, Tsar Andrei was able to create a huge evil empire, which was naturally amazing.

"In a battle between trapped beasts, there is no room for carelessness!" Marshal Zhu Hao said worriedly.

"Yes, Marshal Zhu, it seems that this person's bravery is not inferior to that of you and me." Marshal Yang Ting sighed.

When the two commanders said this, Xiaoliu became even more nervous, and the young generals' hearts were in their throats.

To be honest, the martial arts of the two marshals and King Liu Kai are second only to the former overlord General Cao, and they are among the best of the older generation of heroes. Even if Shi Gan is the number one warrior, a pair of

Otherwise you will be defeated by their unpredictable fighting skills.

Both commanders were a little nervous, not to mention the others.


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