In the dark eaves, the sun shone on the eaves, Han Ming looked a little embarrassed, sitting on the ground, with straw on his forehead, and a pair of black pupils swept around. In the dim little house, a woman was holding the child she was pregnant tightly and looked at Han Ming with a vigilant look, as if she was afraid that in the next second, Han Ming would start a killing and kill the children here on the spot.

The mediator Han Ming's brows locked, his eyes were a little moved, but the next second a cold arrow shot from outside the window, and was standing at the woman's feet. The boy who was already trembling could not help it. He opened his mouth and cried loudly. Han Ming's brows were even more tight, and he kicked open the ragged wooden door. The wooden door that was originally shaking collapsed to the ground under Han Ming's kick! The armor on Han Ming's body made a sound of dinging bells, and Han Ming stared at the battle situation around with a black face.

"Come out!" Han Ming's voice was so low that it was terrifying. If Deng Yu and others were around Han Ming, they would find that Han Ming was already on the verge of furiousness. Gan Fly stood on the tiles on the eaves, with two full quiver pots on his back, holding a long bow in his hand, bowed to Han Ming: "Fourth Prince! Gan Fly is polite!"

Since Han Ming wiped out the Wanyan tribe on the grassland in one battle, he can generally be called the word "hero". The surrounding celebrities are very respectful to Han Ming, and heroes are often in harmony with each other.

Han Minghu looked at the Ganflies with a look of indifferent expression. He turned over and jumped up, about to jump onto the eaves.

"Swoosh!" Two arrow rains hit Han Ming's left leg knee and right arm. Han Ming's face narrowed and he immediately swung his halberd to block it. After seeing this, Gan Fly immediately shot an arrow at Han Ming's lower abdomen, and he could only hear: "Bang Tower!"

Han Ming fell to the ground. Somehow, but it had not risen for a long time. Gan Fly looked at Han Ming below with a faint expression, and took the bow and said, "The Fourth Prince has offended you! Someone wants to exchange for peace in Zhao State!"

"Well......" Feiwei and Ji Chang, who were shooting the hidden arrow below, looked at Gan Fly above and said, "Master! Could it be that he was shot to death!"

"I shot on his shoulder! It should be fine! But maybe I was off! Go up and check it! It should be fine! I'm afraid I'll faint!" Gan Fly's face looked a little more serious. He was still relieved about his archery skills, but as he grew older, Gan Fly also questioned his ability.

"Let's go!" Feiweiyi was brave and walked towards Han Ming's position first.

At this time, Han Ming was closing his eyes and crawling on the ground with his ears. Listening to the movements on the ground, he secretly kicked in his heart: One step... Two steps... Three steps!

Feiwei came to Han Ming, squatted down, stretched out his index finger to get Han Ming's nose and explored it. But halfway through, Han Ming suddenly reached out and drew his sword. With one sword, blood passed through the set sun. Han Ming showed a bloody color, and there was a scarlet blood mark on Feiwei's throat.

After seeing this, Ji Chang was about to bend his bow and arrow, but Han Ming was in no time. He immediately threw out the Qingming sword in his hand and the long sword penetrated Ji Chang's chest. The two Zhao Guo, who killed several military generals on the battlefield, died in Han Ming's hands.

"Swoosh!" Gan Fly shot Han Ming in the chest with an arrow. Han Ming had no weapons in his hand, and had to roll around and roll under a wheel, panting his heavy breath.

Gan Fly was so angry that he cursed: "Han Ming's little man! He is as cunning as a fox! He respected you three points before! You didn't know how to hide! Kill my disciple! I made you die here today!"

"Noisy!" Han Ming said this indifferently, then held a wooden pot lid, raised it over his head, and immediately turned over. Several pounds rolled over and ran to the blind spot of Ganflies, leaning against the earthen wall in a dark place, which avoided Ganflies' cold arrows.

Gan Fly looked around with his eyes, but it was hard to see Han Ming's voice. Gan Fly couldn't help but shout and curse: "Little beast!"

"Down!" Han Ming carried a wooden stake and immediately smashed Ganfen. Ganfen's face darkened, and he quickly jumped off the eaves. He was hit by the stick. He was afraid that his old bone would not be able to hold on.

Although Ganfen had excellent archery skills, he did not have enough melee ability. He looked around and looked at the wooden gate on the eaves. Ganfen immediately picked up his homemade mechanic crossbow and placed it on it. He looked at Han Ming who had not arrived yet, and immediately shouted angrily: "Little bastard! Come here!"

"Looking for death!" Han Ming was furious and suddenly broke the broken arrow in front of his chest and stabbed it at Gan Fly's throat. Gan Fly smiled and fell down. The thin rope around his waist suddenly pressed down. The powerful crossbow hanging on the wooden gate immediately pulled the trigger, and a crossbow arrow shot Han Ming.

Han Ming immediately spat a mouthful of blood, Gan Fly stared at Han Ming with a smile on his lips.

Han Ming's face turned pale, blood flowed from his chest, he supported the ground with both hands, and was hit by three arrows in a row, and even he couldn't hold on.

Han Ming checked around and found no one around and quickly fled. At this time, he felt dry mouth and tongue. He walked halfway through and finally fell into a coma and fainted on the ground.

The outside of the city shouted that there were nine battles a day, from dawn to dusk, Le Yi's 200,000 army besieged Xian Zhen's tens of thousands of troops here. In this battle, the Yan army lost more than 50,000 people, and Xian Zhen's 140,000 troops were killed only the last 70,000 soldiers. Moreover, the two meals were not in, the oil was not in the drip, and the throat was interfering. It was extremely sleepy.

Wei Qing pressed the bronze sword in his arms and looked at Xian Zhen, and immediately said, "Xian Zhen! Put down the weapons in his hand! I can let these soldiers go! I will spare your lives!"

Xianzhen sat panting on a high ground. The soldiers beside him were tearing off the dirty and bloody cloth behind his back and dealing with the wound.

After hearing the rumors about Wei Qing, Xian Zhen ignored him, and picked up the bent long sword that had been cut, and immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Soldiers! More than 50,000 brothers have been buried here! They are the pride of Zhao State! Today, Xian Zhen took the lead in charge, not afraid of death! Come with me!"

Xian Zhen raised his hand and the remaining 70,000 soldiers followed Xian Zhen and rushed straight to Wei Qing's commander's tent.

"Form a formation! Kill!" The two armies finally fought together. Su Bao rode a war horse. Looking at Xian Zhen, the madman, he was afraid. He immediately took his troops and horses to break out to the east. Wei Qing did not send troops to stop him. If such troops were concerned about him, it would only make Wei Qing's burden heavier. After all, the more people there were, the faster the enemy's live force would be defeated! This greatly saved time and casualties, which was extremely beneficial to Wei Qing.

"Xue Rengui is here! Stop being arrogant!"
Chapter completed!