Looking at the hundreds of personal guards who were not advancing but retreating, riding horses and guns, and rushing towards him, Ma Chao couldn't help but have a glimmer of coldness flash in his stern eyes. His expression was cold and his momentum was fierce. He immediately restrained his mind.
He began to slowly mobilize the Gang Qi in his body.
The golden-red Gang Qi gradually lingered outside his body, and under Ma Chao's control, it slowly condensed towards the tip of the tiger-headed golden gun, until it merged into one, shining with a breathtaking light.
Holding the tiger-headed golden gun tightly in his right hand, Ma Chao took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell sharply, looking at the group of personal guards and cavalry who were fighting in the rain, he roared in a low voice, "Since you want to die so much,
Then let me give you a ride!"
Han Liang, who was approaching, laughed loudly and said, "Children of Xiliang, why are you afraid of death! My son, Ma Chao, I will definitely fight with you tonight. Brothers, follow me and kill!"
"kill!"
Those who can still follow Han Liang at this moment can be said to be Han Sui's closest and most loyal confidants. Naturally, they have all witnessed Ma Chao's crazy killings more than once.
Therefore, each of them knew very clearly that there was not a trace of lies in Ma Chao's words. As long as they continued to charge forward, then the golden gun shining with breathtaking brilliance would definitely take away their lives in the next moment, and
That moment will also be my last time in this world.
However, none of the hundreds of personal guards and cavalry retreated. Everyone's expression was so calm. As Han Liang's order was issued, they suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and at the same time they clenched their weapons and formed an array.
He killed Ma Chao as if he was dead.
"Seeking death!" The cold light in Ma Chao's eyes became more and more piercing, and the shocking evil spirit was slowly released. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a stern smile, and with a low roar, he galloped into charge.
thirty, twenty, ten
As Ma Chao charged, he silently estimated the distance between the two sides. Feeling the surging Qi in his body, he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and stabbed out the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand like lightning.
With a tiger's roar, countless golden-red gun lights suddenly exploded from the head of the golden gun, flying out along the tip of the gun.
Ma Chao's momentum reached its peak at this moment. The surrounding rain curtains stagnated in the air at that moment. After being covered by the tiger's roar, countless crystal clear raindrops seemed to turn into sharp miniature golden guns at the same time, flashing with cold light.
It flew out all over the sky.
"Puff! Puff~"
The shadow of the gun swept across with cold light.
In the rain curtain, blood flowers bloomed, and blood and flesh flew up all over the sky. Hundreds of elite guards who were charging forward were killed by Ma Chao's move in an instant, and their bodies were still covered by the huge sword.
The force of the impact sent him flying and hit the back hard, knocking over all the guards who had not yet reacted.
Bloodthirsty killings, wailing rain.
In the heavy rain, blood filled the air. Hundreds of personal guards were killed by Ma Chao in a matter of seconds. Except for dozens of personal guards who were lucky enough to escape the gunfire, they were still guarding Han Liang.
, the rest of the people turned into cold corpses, with hot blood flowing, and slept forever in the cold falling rain, exuding a trace of desolation.
After breaking through the siege, Ma Chao did not hesitate. He urged the jade lion to charge forward and continue to pursue Han Sui. However, before he could take action, Ma Chao was stunned in the rain.
In the pitch-black night, Han Sui's figure was nowhere to be seen! Even the traces he had been tracking before were also because hundreds of personal guards were left behind, and only Han Sui escaped and disappeared under the heavy rain.
"Ah~"
Roaring angrily, turning the horse's head, Ma Chao looked at Han Liang and the remaining guards with a stern look, pressed forward with a shocking evil aura, and said calmly, "I want you to die!"
"Ma..." Under Ma Chao's momentum, Han Liang felt as if his chest was so tight that it was about to explode. He couldn't help but want to refute, in order to vent the silent panic in his heart.
Only then did he realize that even though he had put life and death aside, there were still things more painful than death in the world, such as being under Ma Chao's momentum.
The momentum was condensed. After confirming that Han Sui had escaped from his hands again, Ma Chao calmed down. In the quiet rain curtain, everything was eerily quiet. The pattering rain slowly dripped down. Ma Chao raised the golden gun in his hand.
, looked at Han Liang and others calmly.
Riding a horse to charge.
Han Liang and other remaining personal guards felt their breath being pushed back into their chests by Ma Chao. They tried hard to stand up straight, straightened their weapons, and formed an array to counterattack.
However, only then did they realize that the movements that had been so easy in the past now seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden. Even though they tried their best, they could only watch Ma Chao move bit by bit.
Approaching, one shot after another quickly passed through their throats.
Scarlet blood slowly bloomed, and their world gradually fell into eternal darkness.
"Pfft~"
When Han Liang was also penetrated by the tiger-headed Zhan golden gun, both man and horse, Ma Chao slowly released the golden gun and silently looked at the Shura field-like scene in front of him, letting the cold rain drop by drop.
He fell down and looked dead.
"Tap tap tap tap!"
Under the quiet night sky, the sound of horse hooves stepping on the falling water rang out. Thousands of cavalry led by Pound approached quickly and shouted loudly from a distance.
"Young... Major General!"
Pang De rode his horse to the battlefield. Looking at the battlefield left by the brutal fighting, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, rode his horse to Ma Chao's side, and respectfully shouted, "Young General!"
Silence.
"Ling Ming, I let old thief Han escape again! I escaped right in front of my eyes!" After a while, Ma Chao turned around and said calmly, looking at Pang De and the group of cavalry beside him.
"Young General!" Listening to Ma Chao's emotionless voice, Pang De couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He quickly bowed and said, "Young General, although Old Thief Han escaped, the impact of this defeat on him is still unknown.
It is immeasurable. After this battle, I can say that
Old thief Han will have no chance of victory. The day of defeat is just around the corner. Please don’t blame yourself, young general. It’s still up to you to take off old thief Han’s head. The old master’s hatred is the hatred of thousands of cavalry.
Even the future of the Ma family's cavalry depends on you, so how can you languish here?"
"Father, revenge, Ma family!" After a long silence, Ma Chao nodded, let out a long sigh, and the deathly silence on his expression slowly dissipated, and said in a concentrated voice, "Ling Ming, clean up and go back!"
"No!" Seeing that Ma Chao finally cheered up and came out of the heart-stopping silence, Pang De responded quickly.
