"Bad!" Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were red. He watched his generals die one after another in the hands of the enemy. How could Zhao Kuangyin, who was the main general, not angry? At this time, Zhao Kuangyin was shocked by the Hunyuan Panlong Stick in his hand, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he shouted angrily: "Zhao Kuangyin is here! Come here without fear of death!"

"Zhao Kuangyin!" Xue Rengui and other Yan and Han generals who were leading their troops were stunned. After all, Zhao Kuangyin was the general Han Yi wanted by name, so they could not help but be more careful.

But the military generals in the Liang army did not think so. In their opinion, this was an excellent opportunity to make meritorious contributions. Ju Fu, in the Liang army, was carrying a steel knife, and his face looked like a ghost. Ju Fu licked his scarlet lips and tongue, and said in a cold and deep voice: "Don't leave Zhao Kuangyin! Death!"

Ju Fu rushed out of the army and stabbed Zhao Kuangyin's heart and lungs,

"Get out!" Before Ju Fu could enter Zhao Kuangyin's face, Zhang Qiong chopped the horse's legs with a knife. Ju Fu's war horse lost its hooves, and made a whine cry. He fell to the ground. The man leaned over and over. Zhang Qiong followed the trend and cut Ju Fu's head. Ju Fu's head fell to the ground, and died on the spot.

"Shoot the arrow!" Zhang Ziliang saw that Ju Fu was killed by Zhang Qiong, and his anger gushed like a volcano. Three hundred tigers behind him fired arrows, and the dense rain of arrows was like meteors outside the sky, densely filled with arrows, with Zhao Kuangyin as the center, shooting down random arrows.

"Lord, be careful!'Zhong Shidao's heart was in his throat, but Shidao's position was too far from Zhao Kuangyin, and it was too late to help.

"Don't panic! I, Zhang Qiong, are here!" Zhang Qiong's body was stronger and wider than Zhao Kuangyin. He was standing in front of Zhao Kuangyin and hugged Zhao Kuangyin's body with both hands, making him unable to move.

"Zhang Qiong, what are you doing? Let me go!" Zhao Kuangyin's arms were locked by Zhang Qiong and he could not get rid of them at all.

"Lord! I, Old Zhang, take a step first! You......swoosh swish swish swish swish...will...live..." Zhang Qiong's clothes hanger was constantly being penetrated by cold arrows. Each cold arrow penetrated Zhang Qiong's body, and Zhang Qiong's life was reduced by one point until he died.

"Zhang Qiong! Zhang Qiong!" Zhao Kuangyin shook Zhang Qiong's body, but there was no hope. Master Zhong was crying in his eyes and shouted angrily: "Hurry! rush up! Protect your lord! Hurry!"

"Dog thief! I swear to kill you!" Zhao Kuangyin shouted angrily, and the Hunyuan Panlong stick in his hand opened the big gang, knocked over the messy cold arrow, strode up, and hit the deputy general who was facing Liang State with one stick, and his brain cracked.

"Show the arrow! Show me the arrow!" Zhang Ziliang's face was like a cannibal evil ghost, and he seemed to be about to kill Zhao Kuangyin. The Liang army's military strength was five times that of the Zhao army. He had not taken down the city after more than two months of fighting. Now he happened to take revenge.

"Let's go!" A long voice came from behind Zhang Ziliang. The blue veins on Zhang Ziliang's forehead swelled up. When he gave orders, he hated others to interrupt him the most. He looked back and shouted angrily, and his eyes looked at him. The person who came was wearing Han Jia. Zhang Ziliang suppressed his anger and squeezed out a rare smile and bowed: "Little General! You are..."

"I will meet you!"

"I heard about Daming for a long time! The Battle of Changping! The general made great contributions!" When Zhang Ziliang heard Zhong Hui's report to his family, he knew that this person should not be offended. His attitude was better: "General Zhong, what's wrong with you here!"

"Zhao Kuangyin is my king's choice! Please don't shoot and kill him!" Zhong Hui paid a profit at Zhang Ziliang, and his expression seemed indifferent.

"Little General Zhong Hui! During the battle, Zhao Kuangyin killed three generals of our Zhao army. All the twenty-eight partial generals in the army died at his hands. It was extremely difficult to deal with it! It would be better to...!" Zhang Ziliang's implication was that he could not catch the alive, so it would be better to bring back a body and go back.

"Our army has its own general to capture him, so it won't be bothered." After Zhong Hui finished speaking, he was no longer talking to him, but instead looked at the battlefield indifferently, as if a war was about to break out.

"Lord, go back quickly!" Zhong Shidao was riding a war horse and was about to take Zhao Kuangyin back, but Xue Rengui immediately stepped on his sword and intercepted him in front of Zhong Shidao, and said indifferently: "Don't go forward, this general!"

"Don't block me!"

"You can't leave!" Xue Rengui's words were undoubtedly, and he also had this ability.

"Stay!" Xing Tian held the battle axe and shook it with a plan, blocking Zhao Kuangyin's Hunyuan Panlong Stick, and said indifferently: "Follow me!"

"Where is the fool coming from? Take a stick of me!" Zhao Kuangyin held the stick in both hands and hit Xing Tian on the head with a muffled groan. Xing Tian was not a vegetarian. He raised his shield and handed over Zhao Kuangyin's Hunyuan Panlong Stick, and the two metal sounds were handed over, making the harsh body of an iron tool.

Zhao Kuangyin had all his strength, but he had no choice but to use Xing Tian. Xing Tian's godless eyes looked at Zhao Kuangyin's Hunyuan Panlong Stick, with a weak expression: "You are not my opponent! Don't waste time!"

"You are looking for death!" Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were full of anger, and he was furious. He held sticks in both hands, stared at Xing Tian, ​​and shouted angrily: "Go down!"

"Ding! Zhao Kuangyin's combat attribute is activated, his personal force value is 4, and his current personal force value is 118!"

"It's interesting!" Xing Tian showed a charming look, and he abandoned his shield and looked at the long stick that was coming to Zhao Kuangyin with his face. His face was slightly cold and he grabbed it with his bare hands.

"Yes!" Zhao Kuangyin held the stick in both hands, but the Hunyuan Panlong stick seemed to be trapped in the mountains and could not be pulled at all. Zhao Kuangyin looked stunned and looked at Xing Tian, ​​with a slightly deep face and shouted angrily: "What kind of monster are you!"

"Let's go!" Xing Tian pulled the long stick violently. The Hunyuan Panlong stick in Zhao Kuangyin's hand seemed to be sucked by endless huge force. Zhao Kuangyin grabbed it and refused to let go, but at this moment, he could not let go. He immediately let go and set a distance with Xing Tian.

"Don't hurt my master!" Zhe Kecun shouted angrily, and was about to save Zhao Kuangyin, but an angry shout came from behind. Nangong Shi cut over Zhe Kecun's back with a knife. Nangong Shi spread his arm lightly, grabbed Zhe Kecun's neck and put it on the horse's back.

"Zhe Kecun!" Zhao Kuangyin looked back and looked at Zhe Kecun who was captured, with an embarrassing expression. He was about to come forward to provide assistance, but Xing Tian locked his throat.

Zhao Kuangyin grabbed Xing Tian's arm tightly, but he could not snatch the slightest bit. Xing Tian's brows jumped slightly, and his expression looked at Zhao Kuangyin with a faint expression: "Don't struggle!"

"Everyone put down their weapons!" Su Dingfang stood on the wall at the north gate, with his hands in his waist, and stared at the people below with laughter. For some reason, watching these people busy and looking at their subsequent achievements, Su Dingfang laughed a little proudly after thinking about it.

"Tell me well!" Yang Hu looked at Yang Hu who was mad and kicked him up immediately, with an extremely disgusted expression.

"I understand! I understand... don't do it!"
Chapter completed!