With the order of Boyan Temur, the personal soldiers surrounding the ranks immediately drove out.

"It's choking."

The sound of the touch of weapons immediately rang continuously, sparks splashing in the sound, dazzling the eyes.

The scimitars attacking Qiu Siyue were all scrap iron. The Ola people holding the broken knife showed horror on their faces and hurriedly drove the horse away. The rest drove the horse forward like a relay race, waving their weapons to chop and slash at her.

The sound of the Ding Ding Ding Ding is in my ears and disturbs people's minds.

Xiao Xiangxiang leaned in front of her and said to her: "Sister, let me go down and join the battle and kill the enemy."

"So many horses go back and forth, how can you avoid them when you go down? Stay on it and lie on the horse's back and don't block my sight."

Xiao Xiangxiang looked at the iron hooves that made small pits appear on the ground, and had to give up this idea and climb lower.

Tielmu and Chahaqi fought hard, and they seemed to be overwhelmed: the knife of this one was bounced away, and the one who cut him over again; the one who had just blocked the right one, the one on the left attacked again. In the face of danger, he gritted his teeth and fought hard.

The soldier who attacked Qiu Siyue, saw her sword

He was strong and did not dare to fight with her for too long. Instead, he used wheel tactics to deal with her and consumed her skills. Many soldiers took turns to change in front of her, and she was facing a wheel that was rotating continuously, but was strong enough to beat the wheel. Because the wheel was dead, but artificially flexible, those scimitars stretched and retracted freely, avoiding the real and the virtual, and were not fixed parts that were constant.

These people are veterans on the battlefield who have been experienced for a long time and are experienced, so they set up their formations like this.

Qiu Shiyue saw that she was in a passive state and was very angry. At the moment, the internal force increased sharply, the sword strength was growing, and the speed was accelerated. With the sound of "Dangdang", those scimitars that avoided the real and the weak could no longer hide and escape, and broke and fell to the ground. She drove the horse over without waiting for the other party to replace her again. The opposite immediately rushed out four or five horsemen to block her from the fight. The ones behind and the left and right also took the opportunity to surround her...

Telmu and Chahachi lost too much physical strength when fighting the wolves, and so was the horse. At this time, they were dealing with brave and good-for-war men who had been on the battlefield. The battle didn't last long and new injuries were added to their bodies. In order to earn a cushion, they fought back with their swords in their hands, slashing with all their might, and roared from time to time to shock the enemy.

Chahaqi was surrounded by seven people, and the sword light flashed. A long cut was cut on his left back, blood flowed, and his muscles were rolled back like a lips, which was unbearable. Even so, the knife in his hand still hit a person's waist and ribs. The blade broke the rib and stepped out horizontally.

The man screamed and fell down his horse.

The war horses rushed around and rushed left and right, and the iron hooves could not take care of him. There was no life in the sound of "puff" trampling, and finally turned into a meat paste.

"Ah--" His left arm was also slashed, and he screamed heart-wrenchingly, but he was still fighting against the enemy.

Tielmu's mount was cut in the siege, grinning in pain. At this time, eight people surrounded him and slashed his sword in his hand. Tielmu quickly swung his knife to block it. When the blades touched each other, flying stars splashed.

The eight people pressed the knife down with force, and the potential of Ironmu broke out. They held all the knife up, but in just a moment they were oppressed down again.

The oppression of Mount Tai made his internal organs and lungs hurt like fire, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were about to burst out from his eye sockets. The horse was shaking with his legs, sweating like rain, and finally he couldn't support him sitting on the ground.

Tielmu also lowered his head and before he could react, he had already cut his swords down. With the sound of "hissing", his head had been cut into countless pieces, and his soul returned to the Pure Land without even shouting.

Qiu Shiyue slashed the sword, and no one could touch it. She heard Chahaqi's screams and turned her head to take a look. Seeing that he was in danger, when she waved his right hand, she waved her left palm and the palm wind burst out, hitting several people who were close to her fell off their horses and died under her scattered hooves. When the rest of the people saw this, they all looked horrified and stunned on the spot.

Qiu Shiyue took this opportunity to urge the horse to rush to break the siege of Chahaqi.

Chahaqi was covered in blood, his hair was scattered, his eyes were open angrily, and he was like a ghost, gritting his teeth and struggling to death.

The swords of the Oirat warriors were swept at him like a storm. He was stabbed a few times in his chest. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the four-flowing blood soaked his clothes as if he was taken out of a blood tank. The besieged swords were still coming. Chahachi's eyes were full of resentment, but he was unable to turn the world back, so he could only watch the swords running towards him for his life.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdang."

Just when he was desperate, Qiu Shuyue had already rushed over, with long swords everywhere, scrap iron flying everywhere, and the stubborn enemy retreated.

Chahachi looked at her gratefully and drove his horse toward the enemy.

Qiu Shiyue followed closely behind to protect him on the left, reducing his threat.

Qiu Shiyue, who was clashing left and right, wanted to open a hole so that Chahaqi could escape the siege, but Boyan Timur stood on the horse's back on the periphery and commanded his personal soldiers, allowing the periphery to be bounded and blocked, and no matter how they ran, they could kill them, they could not get out of the encirclement.

As they ran around, the two were dispersed again.

Qiu Shiyue has always just destroyed the opponent's weapons and did not hurt anyone's lives. However, after fighting for a long time, she knew that this was not a solution, so she said loudly: "You can leave quickly if you are tactful, don't force me to kill me."

She shouted several times in the encirclement, but it had no effect on a cow playing the piano. Instead, it caused Boyan Temur to say harsh words: "Anyone who fails to attack and retreats without authorization will be deducted from wages for three months and whipped a hundred times."

Three months of salary deduction means that the family has a period of time to be full and wear and clothing. A hundred whip is synonymous with the fact that their butts are broken. Who dares not work hard for such a heavy punishment?

Chahaqi was surrounded and attacked again. After being slashed by random knives, he was finally outnumbered and was chopped down by horses. He was also trampled into meat sauce and melted into the soil without any skin bones!

Qiu Shiyue has been experiencing a long journey and fighting fiercely since last night. She felt tired after a long journey and knew that it was not suitable to spend it for a long time. After several persuasions failed, she had to be ruthless. Her palm power increased sharply and her sword power increased sharply. When her palm was out of her sword, the other party no longer fell off the horse and broke the sword, but she was so sad that she died in the underworld.

There were endless screams, and the number of people corpses was gradually increasing. The horses running back and forth were no longer as arrogant and crazy as they were before. The team of about a hundred people had lost one third, and the rest were all frightened and looked scared.

Boyan Timur knew that he would not take action again, but was afraid that all the personal soldiers would lose. He thought to sit back on the horse's back and walk into the circle.

Seeing this, the Oirat warriors immediately made a way out.

"It's really amazing." He looked at Qiu Shiyue, who was facing cold eyebrows and said, "It's really amazing to be in a tiger."

"It's good that you know it's powerful. Get out of the way, so as not to let you lose your soul when I kill you." She said fiercely, trying to overwhelm the other party with force and let him retreat.

"I came to deal with you so far, and you gave up with just one word. Am I full? "Boyan Timur waved his big scimitar and said fearlessly, "If you ruin my good deeds, you will pay the price for your unwise behavior."

"If you want to do not benefit me, you have to pay a certain price." Qiu Siyue said coldly, "Even your life!"

"Hahahahahahaha." Boyan Temur raised his head and laughed for a while after hearing this, "If you raise your sword and kill one by one, you will be lenient in killing you, let alone they will fight back. If you want my life in front of so many people, you are so arrogant that you are really ignorant of the world."

"I'll let you see if I know." Qiu Shiyue didn't want to talk to him anymore, and as soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword and rushed out.

When Boyan Temur saw her coming, he did not dare to neglect her, so he immediately waved his sword to resist. The swords and swords intersected, and Mars flew, causing the war horses to neigh and run away from each other.

Qiu Shuyue's horses had not stopped yet, but had fallen under the siege of soldiers.

The scimitar was whistling and slashed at her in unison.

When Qiu Shiyue's long sword was swept up, the soldiers' scimitars flew around in a loud noise. When they were still stunned, the wind swept away from their horses and flew far away, and some even ran into their accomplices.

Just as the besieged people were removed, Boyan Timur drove his horse to arrive again, swung a large scimitar and slashed her hard.

Qiu Shiyue waved her sword to block it quickly. With a "clang", the horses on both sides ran away again. When she withdrew her sword, she swept her left palm over, and Boyan Tiemur hurriedly waved her palm to welcome her. Her palms hit each other, and when the "bang" sounded, both sides had already staggered again. Boyan Tiemur shook his hand indifferently.

The horse ran over there, and another group of people rushed around

After being sieged, Boyan Temur ran up again to take advantage of the situation to rob. The horse arrived there and was besieged by soldiers. No matter where she went

Someone dealt with her.

Boyan Timuer wanted to use this method to make her run away. If she continues for a long time, even the most capable person will be dragged down.

Qiu Shiyue killed many Oirat warriors, but the encirclement was difficult to lift. After a long time, the little mutton she ate last night had been digested, and the hunger in her belly made her use less domineering than before.

Boyan Temur had already noticed this from his palm, and his face was filled with joy: "She is already at the end of her strength. If you persist, you will definitely kill her under the knife!"

"Don't think about it!" Qiu Shiyue shouted, and her left palm was fired repeatedly. Wherever the palm force touched, the Oirat warriors fell one after another, and the sound of "Ouch" came one after another.

Xiao Xiangxiang leaned tightly on the horse's back, and she felt uncomfortable all over her body after a long time, but she endured it.

"Hi--!" Boyan Temur shouted loudly and urged him to step forward and cut off the big scimitar horizontally.

Qiu Shiyue's long sword stood up to block it, and the sparks flashed and a scimitar was swaying, and a sword was immediately stabbed in the chest.

Boyan Timur slashed out with a big scimitar, and at the same time he clamped his legs and hit the horse's belly and drove the seated rider away quickly.

Qiu Shiyue failed to hit the point, pulled the reins with her left hand and turned the horse's head, swept the sword from behind to him.

Seeing this, the Oirat warriors on both sides immediately drove the horse to rescue him, so that Boyan Temur could spare the pain of sword creation.

"Boom roll!" Qiu Shiyue slapped continuously, and the Oirat warriors felt that the strong wind touched their bodies like a knife, and then they beat the heavy hammer hard, and they could not withstand such a blow and rolled down from the saddle.

Without waiting for her to breathe, Boyan Timur urged the horse to swing his knife and attacked him again.

It's choking.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang.

The swords and swords confronted quickly, and Qiu Shiyue bit the other party tightly.

At this time, Qiu Shiyue was tired of hunger and hardship, and she didn't win much. Boyan Timuer dared to fight with her, but his turbulent sword moves still made him feel a headache.

As he waved his big scimitar to fight her, he shouted to the soldiers: "Everyone, she is already struggling to death."

In his voice, a dozen Oirat warriors swung their swords and drove their horses around.

The two sides continued to fight fiercely.
Chapter completed!