Ran Min grabbed Ma Saifei's throat with a large palm. Ma Saifei immediately threw out three flying knives. Ran Min looked shocked, but when he saw the soldiers behind him, if he retreated, the brothers behind him would be in trouble. Ran Min, who could not avoid, immediately rolled up his sleeves, turned it suddenly, and threw him back. Three flying knives flew around. Ran Min didn't have time to thank him, and immediately grabbed Ma Saifei's chest armor.

There was a touch of softness at the beginning, but Ran Min had no chance to think about it. For generals like them who crawled out of the dead, he could not feel whether it was soft or not. For Ran Min, capturing the enemy was the primary goal.

Ma Saifei was slightly stunned and looked at Ran Min with a shocked look. He was about to cut off the salty hand in front of his chest, but Ran Min did not give it a chance. He suddenly reached out and grabbed it and directly held Mar Saifei on the horse. Ran Min immediately tore off the cloak behind him and tied Mar Saifei. Ran Min's huge force grabbed the cloak in his hand, making it difficult for Ma Saifei to break free. When he recalled the scene just now, he immediately said angrily and annoyed: "You...you let me go!"

Ran Min immediately turned around and threw Marse Fei to the sidelines and said, "Catch it up! Serve it with delicious food and drinks! Wait until I come back before dealing with her!"

"Okay! Leave it to me! General!" The general immediately took out the divine rope from his arms and added it to Marsefei, just like making rice dumplings. Ran Min's cloak was used as a palm leaf, and the rope was used as a rope to tie ropes. It was really a living rice dumpling.

After solving the trouble of Ma Saifei, Ran Min rubbed his arm, staring at the three thousand Qin Zhixing, who were afraid of escaping, immediately roared: "Soldiers charge forward! Kill Qin dog!"

Qin and Han Yi fought fiercely, and Zhao was not idle either. Gao Shun's camp and Zhou Yafu's Xiliu Camp faced each other. Both families refused to give in to each other, and both bit the enemy in front of them, and were unwilling to let go if they died.

Zhou Yafu, who was fighting Gao Shun, was shot on the shoulder. At this moment, Zhou Yafu suddenly pulled out the Zhuge crossbow arrow on his arm. Zhou Yafu immediately tore off the cloak behind him and bandaged it. Zhou Yafu spitted out the blood stasis in his mouth, reached out to pull out the bronze sword inserted on the ground, and looked at the camp fighting with him. Zhou Yafu suddenly shouted: "Where is the wolf tooth tube? Continue to use the wolf tooth tube! Break Gao Shun's three talent formation!"

"General! The wolf teeth tube is almost used up! The soldiers were blocked by Zhuge's crossbow before they even approached the Sancai Formation! Our brothers were killed and injured!" The deputy general next to Zhou Yafu was covered in blood and sweat, and his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely embarrassed. He obviously survived the rush just now. The noise around seemed to mock the general's embarrassing appearance. His name was Kong Qing. He was originally a civil servant, but after staying in Xiliu Camp for a long time, he became more and more brave, washing away his delicacy and becoming more fierce.

Zhou Yafu looked around and said for a while: "Damn it! Ma Yuan, this old guy, is riding and shooting in Hu's uniform and not doing practical things! Everyone is careful with me! We can't retreat! Once we retreat, the brothers behind us will die! They will all bear it! Before the end of the road, the spear teams are all following me! Use spears to break the formation!"

"I understand!" The soldiers around him shouted immediately. Five hundred spear soldiers followed Zhou Yafu and carefully checked the fierceness of these soldiers. They were even more fierce than the other soldiers in the Xiliu Camp. These were elites selected from the elite. The biggest function of these soldiers was their individual combat ability, which was extremely powerful. Even Ma Yuan had to admit that these soldiers were all military-level.

"Let's go!" Zhou Yafu casually grabbed the shield of an ordinary soldier, held it in front of his chest, staring at the front of him, and shouted suddenly: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The soldiers on both sides followed Zhou Yafu and charged forward. The general who was commanding the soldiers in front of the formation was immediately snatched the throat by Zhou Yafu.

More than 70 soldiers in the front row of the soldiers were immediately harvested by the spear team. Gao Shun, who had just rested, looked a little embarrassed. Looking at Zhou Yafu who was rushing towards him, Gao Shun immediately spitted and wiped the blood from the bronze sword with his armpits. Gao Shun immediately shouted: "Brothers from the old camp come with me! Kill these dog gods!"

"Here!" Hundreds of soldiers suddenly roared. The two elite teams gave up the elite soldiers around them, but chose the elite among these elites, just like two warriors fighting, took off their armor, exposed their strong muscles, and began to fight with the enemy.

"Go to die!" Zhou Yafu suddenly stabbed the spear in his hand and aimed directly at Gao Shun's throat. Gao Shun was calm and suddenly turned the sword. With a dangerous move, he swept Zhou Yafu's spear open.

Gao Shun immediately snorted coldly, and slashed across the half with both hands. Zhou Yafu looked pale. Zhou Yafu had no choice but to retreat, and immediately abandoned the bronze sword in his hand! He pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, and slashed forward against Gao Shun's bronze sword, and heard: "Dingdang..."

Sparks were everywhere, and the bronze swords in the hands of Gao Shun and Zhou Yafu made countless sparks. The spear teams on both sides and the soldiers of the old camp of the trap camp were also fighting together at this moment.

The shouts of killing appeared at the two soldiers, blood, soil, and minced meat on their bodies were all flying around here, living in hell, but no soldiers on both sides let go and bit the enemy tightly.

Zhou Yafu held a bronze sword in his hand and looked at Gao Shun, saying, "The camp is really worthy of its reputation! I underestimated the troops that can compete with the Iron Eagle Reeders!"

Gao Shun stared at Zhou Yafu indifferently and snorted coldly: "Your Xiliu Camp is awe-inspiring! But this war! You and others are doomed to fail!"

"That's not necessarily!" Zhou Yafu snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!