The carriage slowly approached Xingyang City, and suddenly a sound of drums sounded from the top of the city. The city gate opened wide, and a group of people rushed out of the city. They quickly formed the formation. The first person, with bright armor and long spears in hand, urging the horses to go out. It was Xu Rong, the prefect of Xingyang, who laughed to the sky and said, "Brave, since you have come here, you will not surrender!"

The sand surface of Fengsha was as deep as water. He jumped out of the car, led his war horse and stepped on it, shouting: "Get out of the way!"

Xu Rong sneered: "I was ordered by the Grand Master and have been waiting here for a long time. Do you still want to escape?"

On the vast plain in front of the city gate, an army of more than 2,000 people held weapons and faced the enemy on a strict guard. On the opposite side of them, only one man and one rider were confronted, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Feng Sha raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji high and said in a long voice: "Those who block me will die!"

This long roar spread from afar, with endless slaughtering aura inside, and everyone who heard it changed their expressions.

With this roar, there were also bursts of horse hooves coming from afar. The hooves were extremely heavy, and each sound seemed to step on the mouth of a person's heart, making people's hearts shaking and thrilling.

Feng Shale stopped the war horse and turned around and looked back.

On the distant horizon, a large number of cavalry surged in, as if the black ocean had submerged the entire earth.

The cavalry were all wearing heavy armor and extremely fierce in appearance. Even the horses were covered with iron armor. Although there were many people, they were not scattered. They were the most elite Western Liang Iron Cavalry in Dong Zhuo's army.

The cavalrymen were holding spears several meters long in their hands. Under the cover of the iron helmets, the cold faces of stone-carved knives revealed the cruelty and cruelty that had been passed down from the entire army. The murderous aura full of blood was emitted from the entire army, and the sky seemed to be dyed with a hint of blood red.

Among the troops, a general drove out, about thirty years old. He was a hundred times more energetic against the backdrop of silver helmet and armor. He raised his gun and shouted: "Yang Feng is here, why don't the thief dismount and surrender quickly!"

On the vast open space in front of the city, two carriages were parked there alone. Behind them, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry quickly integrated and formed a wide impact surface, ready to charge against the lonely enemy. Once the Xiliang Iron Cavalry rushed over, the violent momentum would be like a storm of rage, and it would never stop until the enemy was smashed to pieces.

In front, an army of more than 2,000 people were quietly guarding there, as unshakable as Mount Tai. Anyone who wanted to cross Xingyang must cross their bodies.

In the vast world, the two carriages were as lonely and helpless as small boats in the sea of ​​rage, and could be swallowed by the huge tides rushing from both sides at any time.*

On the carriage behind, the little boy hit his forehead with his palm and sighed: "There is no way out, there are pursuers behind us. We are in trouble this time!"

In front of the two carriages, the majestic man stood alone with a halberd, with no fear on his face and an excitement of despising everything burst out in his eyes. All the powerful enemy in front of him could do was to inspire his fighting spirit and let him face all challenges with the strongest posture!

Just as the Xiliang cavalry was integrating into a charge-taking whole, the war horse in the center of the battlefield suddenly moved. It ran forward slowly, quickly increasing its speed, and finally ran forward like a flying, with its target pointing directly to the Xingyang City Gate.

Xu Rong, who was in the middle of the army, showed a grim smile on his face, raised his longbow, aimed at the man who was speeding, pulled a full bow, and shot an arrow he must kill!

Feng Sha, who was running on the horse, clearly saw the sharp arrow flying in the air, and a cold smile appeared on his face. The long halberd was lifted out into the air, and a gentle thrust was heard. With a "clang" sound, the sharp arrow shot into the tip of the halberd, and then it was knocked aside. With a "puff", it penetrated obliquely into the soil on the side of the horse.

Feng Sha hung the Fang Tian Hua Ji on the horse's neck, raised his hand to take off the iron-tied bow, put on the carved feather arrow, and used a slight force on his strong arms, pulling the strongest bow of the Three Kingdoms as if it were a full moon, with the arrow pointing directly to the enemy general in front of him.

Xu Rong was surprised to see that the most gorgeous arrow that embodies his life skills was easily broken by the enemy. Then, the man raised his longbow and pointed the tip of the arrow at him!

He looked at Feng Sha from afar, looking at his cold face in surprise. A dangerous feeling rose in his heart. Looking at the sharp eyes of the tall man like a blade, Xu Rong suddenly felt that his life was in his hands!

Just like a sheep targeted by a lion, Xu Rong was so shocked that he was stiff all over and could hardly move.

The murderous aura burst out from the man was so wild, and it seemed to have been integrated into the world. He had never seen such a violent and terrifying aura in his life. Perhaps only Wen Hou Lu Bu could compete for his strength.

The war horse roared and roared, and the man rode his horse, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow pointing straight to his heart, causing him to fall deeply into fear.

Everything disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth, only the man running wildly and the sharp arrows in his hand were flashing with an irresistible cold light!

Everything was so fast, the man approached him like lightning. It seemed so slow, and he clearly saw that the man sneered proudly, opened his fingers easily, and the sharp arrow slowly left the bowstring, tearing the airflow in front of him, and shooting straight towards him. In his ears, a sound of the bowstring sound came clearly.

Xu Rong, who was extremely shocked, suddenly realized that he could move again. Without thinking too much, he raised his iron-tied bow and blocked him.

With his archer's intuition, he could feel that the enemy's target was his heart!

There should be no problem, he tried hard to comfort himself. From such a long distance, the arrow shot here should be powerless, and the thick heart protection mirror he had recently inlaid was not used as a decoration!

A lightning broke through the air. Xu Rong roared, raised his iron-tied bow and tweeted forward, hoping to push the arrow aside like that man. He had never done such a thing. On the battlefield, several archers of foreign races were pushed away by him, and then fell under his arrow.

This time, everything was different. The sharp arrow was so fast that before Xu Rong's hand arrived, the sharp arrow had already passed through the upcoming trajectory of the iron-tied bow in lightning. The tip of the bow only touched the tail feather of the eagle-feather arrow, and it was completely unable to change its direction and speed.

The lightning shot into Xu Rong's heart-protecting bronze mirror without stopping. A huge force came from his chest, and Xu Rong was thrown backwards.

The thick bronze mirror made a crisp sound, cracking into more than a dozen pieces, and the deadly sharp arrow shot deep in, until it reached Yu.

In the air, Xu Rong screamed and shouted in dismay: "Good arrow technique!"

His voice was so hoarse and so powerful, as if he had incorporated his remaining vitality into this loud roar.

A strange expression of relief appeared on his painful face.

As a magic archer, it is worthwhile to be able to die on the battlefield by the opponent's arrow and see such a perfect arrow before death!

With this last scream, the prefect of Xingyang fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a large area of ​​dust and flying on the battlefield.

Before landing, he was already dead under this perfect arrow.

The defenders of Xingyang City looked at the prefect's body and trembled involuntarily, and the whispers of fear spread to all directions.

Wang Zhi's face was pale, his teeth collided up and down, and he chuckled. He was next to the prefect and saw with his own eyes how far the man shot through the prefect with an arrow. The prefect's armor was produced by him personally. Such a heavy armor was easily pierced by this arrow! Could this be done by human power?

The man in front had already put away his longbow, lifted out the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and rushed towards him. Wang Zhi had no doubt that once he rushed to the front, the huge battle halberd full of bloody murderous aura would pick him up in the air!

Suddenly he thought that the prefect was dead, and he was already the supreme general of this army. As soon as he thought of this, Wang Zhi immediately fled to the city and shouted loudly: "Go into the city quickly and close the city gate!"

The soldiers woke up like a dream, turned around and fled, discarding the flag with the word "Xu" written all over the ground. Then, countless big feet stepped on it, trampling the flag into mud, and the words on it could no longer be seen...

The city gate was narrow, and the soldiers rushed towards the city gate desperately, blocking the city gate immediately, cursing, screaming, and screaming of surprise and the collision of armor and weapons.

Feng Shale stopped the horse and did not take advantage of the opportunity to enter the city. Behind him, there were people he had to protect!

Just as the rumbling thunder sounded in the horizon, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry behind finally integrated into a whole and charged against the two carriages on the vast open space.

Fengsha turned his horse's head, and this arrow had already played its due role. The enemy in Xingyang City was scared and would not go out of the city to attack him again. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he must completely defeat the powerful enemy troops running from the east!

The war horse under his crotch was tied to the carriage and did not participate in pulling the carriage. He had been resting for a long time. It was the time to be full of energy. This horse was experienced in the battle formations in the Xiliang Army for a long time. At this time, he was even more excited when he saw countless war horses charging forward. He strode forward under Fengsha's urging.

In the east, waves of war drums sounded as they ran forward, and three thousand war horses slowly ran forward, running faster and faster, gradually forming an extremely powerful torrent, running towards the west with the power to destroy everything.

The cavalry raised their spears and rushed forward with the most violent momentum. Among the powerful army, tens of thousands of horses were heavily stomping on the ground. The rumbling sound of hooves shook the four fields. The sound shook the sky and the earth, and the whole world seemed to be filled with the sound of hooves.

Opposite them, a cavalry ran towards them like lightning, and his momentum was no less than that of his enemy troops thousands of times that of his own.

At this time, Feng Sha's horse was running wildly, strode and instantly rushed past the two carriages, heading towards the torrent of steel rolling in front.

The two beauties in the car got out of the car together, watching their beloved man riding alone to the enemy who was rushing towards them for their beautiful faces, exuding a brilliance of pride and excitement.

Because, that is their man, the bravest man in the world!
Chapter completed!