Song Qing started to love Zhu Wu.
At the same time, he also believed that victory was within his grasp.
The other party only had about twenty riders left, while they still had more than a hundred people on their side. No matter how powerful the Tiger King was, how many could he kill?
Zhu Wu laughed. Do you think I only have this few cavalry?
Sorry, you guessed wrong!
Ta, ta, the sound of horse hooves clattering against the ground rang out behind Song Qing and his personal guards.
Song Qing turned around and was shocked.
Warhorses strolled out from the passageway beside the wooden hall and lined up in the hall. Weren't these soldiers covered in blood and minced meat the Black Flag Thief Infantry soldiers who had lined up to block his armored soldiers?
These infantrymen were riding on horses, and their postures were very familiar. One look and one could tell that they were elite cavalry!
Zhu Wu laughed in his heart. My soldiers are all all-rounded warriors. The encirclement has been formed. Let's see where you can run to.
Song Pin, who was at the foot of the mountain, saw that things were not going well and was extremely anxious. He hurriedly ordered the armored soldiers and the remaining infantry to attack Zhu Wu's cavalry from behind and rescue his clan brother.
The four people on Zhai Xing Tower watched without blinking. The current situation had actually formed a strange balance.
You surrounded me, and I surrounded you-
It all depended on who would get rid of the enemy's main commander first.
Was that really the case?
(Zhu Wu: Of course not!)
On the cliffs on both sides of the mountain path, a head poked out and looked down, but it quickly retracted.
After a while, many heads popped out.
"Hurry, hurry, now is the time." Guo Xing urged.”
As they spoke, the child soldiers and foreign soldiers who had disappeared since the Black Flag Army started the battle appeared on the cliff. They lit up the branches and firewood that they had prepared beforehand and threw them down the mountain path.
Although it was almost summer, the mountain was wet and rainy, and it was not dry. When the branches burned, they emitted dense smoke and a choking smell, which instantly spread throughout the entire mountain path and enveloped the charging soldiers.
In an instant, the mountain path was filled with heart-wrenching coughs, and the soldiers outside the smoke did not dare to move forward.
Song Ping was completely dumbfounded. The thick smoke prevented him from seeing the situation on the mountain. He could only hear the sounds of singing mixed with the sounds of fighting.
" Wielding a steel blade ninety-nine…"
Zhu Wu laughed and sang as he charged towards the soldiers.
Dong dong dong!
The sound of a heartbeat.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of blood flowing.
His body became hot, and his five senses became sensitive…
The injuries on his body were recovering, but his mind was constantly recalling Song Qing's spear attack…
Waves of heat ran amok in his muscles, stimulating his nerves and strengthening his strength!
Song Qing didn't care about the enemy cavalry that was rushing down from behind. He only had Zhu Wu in his helmet's eyes. He waved the iron spear in his hand in the air. Countless personal guards went past him and rushed towards Zhu Wu.
Zhu Wu laughed loudly. This general was afraid!
Song Qing was brave, but he also cherished his life. He had ambition and ability, and he did not want to die in this small Langya Mountain.
In an instant, Zhu Wu was surrounded by Song Qing's personal guards.
However, in another instant, Zhu Wu broke through the encirclement of Song Qing's personal guards like he was cutting through waves.
Blood bloomed wherever the saber passed.
Behind him, many figures fell off their horses.
Clang!
Song Qing's spear that was like a poisonous dragon coming out of water was blocked by Guan Dao accurately.
Song Qing didn't know if he was hallucinating.
This guy's riding skills seemed to have become stronger!
This time, the two of them did not miss each other. Zhu Wu deliberately slowed down his horse and entangled Song Qing.
Song Qing tried to force the other party to rush down the mountain several times, but he was pestered by the other party to stay.
The other party's saber opened wide.
Some swept, some stabbed, some slanted, some chopped. These few simple actions were repeated over and over again, but Song Qing just couldn't rush out.
If one looked closely, one would notice that the strength, distance, and rhythm of the opponent's Guandao attack changed slightly each time. It seemed to be more and more controlled.
The more Zhu Wu fought, the smoother he felt. The trajectory of the Guan Dao gradually became as smooth as silk!
As for Song Qing's iron spear, he gradually had the feeling that he could not hand it out!
Grievance, incomparably grievance!
Is this thief using me as a whetstone?
More importantly, how did this guy improve so quickly?!
Zhu Wu didn't know what was going on. Perhaps it was the super coordination brought by the heat flow, or perhaps it was the pressure brought by the opponent that allowed him to quickly adapt to the fighting style on horseback.
Song Qing's personal guards could tell that something was wrong with their general, and several of them rode over to save him.
Zhu Wu clearly only had Song Qing in his eyes, but through his voice, the corner of his eyes, and some kind of indescribable feeling, he could clearly feel that there were five people surrounding him from all directions.
Duh!
A loud shout!
Zhu Wu's Guan saber suddenly bounced up and slashed horizontally. In the whistling wind, the two of them were cut in half at the waist.
Then, he straightened the Guan Dao and slashed out an 'eight' character diagonally. The two blades were as fast as one blade, and the blade light connected into one.
Two screams rang out as two of Song Qing's personal guards were slashed from their shoulders to their waists. Their upper bodies slid down diagonally while their lower bodies were carried away by the frightened horse. The only difference was that one was slashed from the left shoulder while the other was slashed from the right shoulder.
The remaining guard approached from behind Zhu Wu and raised his saber to slash!
Zhu Wu raised his Guan Dao and first deflected Song Qing's spear. Then, he retracted his hands and stabbed the Guan Dao hilt backward, piercing through the abdomen of the person behind him.
This wasn't the end. He raised his arm, and the hilt of his sword lifted the guard's corpse into the air. With a slight shake, he knocked down the two Song Qing's guards who were charging towards him from the right.
Guan Dao once again blocked forward, once again pushing away Song Qing's iron spear, and following the momentum, it slashed towards Song Qing's steed.
Song Qing hurriedly pulled the reins and dodged.
Zhu Wu took the opportunity to spin his saber and cut off the head of another cavalryman on the left. The momentum of his saber did not decrease as he smashed the head of another soldier.
The series of movements were as smooth as flowing water. Every cell in his burning muscles was singing happily!
He tapped his feet lightly, and the horse he was riding neighed as it charged forward diagonally, avoiding Song Qing's deadly blow.
Then, the knife slashed at Song Qing's neck like lightning.
Song Qing broke out in cold sweat.
It's over, I'm actually going to die here!
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