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Chapter 969: Zhang Gouer

Han Chen rode a war horse to Wei Shu, turned over, and said as if nothing had happened: "When you were killing people, have you ever thought about whether the person you killed was suffering several times more than you are now!"

"Is it painful?" Wei Shu recalled the hundreds of people he killed, and scenes appeared in his eyes. Bloody soldiers, generals, slaves... stretched out their bloody hands and held the chains around his neck.

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

Han Tunmeng knelt down on the ground, and the last sentence he said before his death appeared before Wei Shu's eyes. Han Tunmeng was covered in blood, and an arm had disappeared. He came to Wei Shu's side and smiled miserably, "We meet Wei Shu again! Hell is waiting for you!"

All of this appeared in Wei Shufang's eyes, and only Wei Shu could see all this. His expression was distorted, fearful! Ferocious! Fear! Unwilling! All emotions appeared on his face, and finally left the world with an indescribable expression, and his sins would be written off. No one knew who the next one was...

Han Chen pulled out the spear on Wei Shu's body and wanted to cut off Wei Shu's head, but the light went out. Let's leave a whole body for his family.

"Kill!" The smoke of gunpowder filled the battlefield! The soldiers and vehicles faced each other, and the war horses neighed in a small space! The people were on their backs and the horses flipped over. Mu Ying now dealt with the soldiers in front of him with a knife. He dragged his tired body and took several steps back in succession. He could hardly hold on. There were too many people and horses on the enemy, so many that he could not resist it.

"Kill!" Dozens of Wei soldiers, holding long spears, rushed up quickly. Once this spear passed, Mu Ying would definitely die. Mu Ying was also powerless and exhaled heavily. Several cold arrows were inserted into her body, bleeding. Most of them were wounds on her thighs and all over her body, but there were no fatal injuries. However, the long-term battle made him unable to bear it.

"Get out of here!" Mu Ying seemed to have put all his strength into sweeping thousands of troops with one move, swung his sword and killed him. After one knife, dozens of soldiers flew with blood.

However, after wave after wave, even Mu Ying was a little overwhelmed, and several long swords came towards him. At this moment, Mu Ying could not hold back. She slowly closed her eyes and felt the bones of her body. The pain covered his limbs. It only took a moment, just a gentle stroke on his chest, and he could stay here and have a good rest.

"Go!" Several cold guns enveloped Mu Ying, and none of the soldiers who rushed up were spared and all hit the target.

Mu Ying then opened her eyes and saw Han Yi's eyes with excitement and said, "General! You are here!"

Han Chen rode a war horse, his disheveled hair moving with the wind, looking extremely elegant. A hole the size of a human head on his blood armor covered Han Chen's left shoulder. Han Yi looked at Mu Ying, who was covered with scarred Mu Ying and threw the war horse that snatched Wei Shu and said, "Do you want to die so much at a young age? Why not make achievements with me!"

"General! Let's talk about it first!" Mu Ying turned over the horse, her weak legs finally had a place to settle down. Mu Ying was also uncomfortable. The centurion's armor did not have much defense. In addition to protecting the heart veins, the limbs and head were completely exposed. Compared with the soldiers, the only more were shoulder pads.

Han Chen urged his horse to go up and rushed back and forth. Within a few rounds, he gathered several generals around him together. When he was watching, Yan Liang had already led his men to fight out, and many generals had broken through the city, and even general Cao Ren had already fought out.

The attack inside and outside was within three rounds, and the Wei army retreated step by step. Without Wei Shu and the others had already lost their previous courage. The whole tent seemed to be with me, and they retreated as soon as they said they could.

There were only more than 1,000 soldiers behind Han Chen, who were able to return, and almost all the remaining brothers remained in this war.

Cao Ren stopped when he saw that he was right and immediately ordered: "General Han! You can retreat with your people first!"

"So! Let's leave it to the general next." Han Chen also looked embarrassed and looked at the soldiers under his command, bowed to Cao Ren, and urged the war horse to retreat to the south.

Cao Renhu looked forward with his eyes and said for a while: "Yan Liangwen Chou, you two are cut off the back! Be sure to delay until dusk, and the others retreat!"

"No!" Yan Liang held a big knife in his hand, covered in blood armor, and his tiger eyes stared at the front. The combined forces of his and Wen Chou were only 800. Looking at the retreating Wei soldiers, they did not dare to kill them all, and immediately fought and retreated.

"Come and don't leave! Go!" Two powerful generals came with tens of thousands of Wei Wushou behind him. One of them was holding a tiger-headed sword in his hand, wearing the red armor of Wei, with a strong face, resting beard, with a mountain-shaped tiger on his chin, with a black horse in front of him, a black cloak behind him, a slightly dark face, and the war horse stepped on the rain, and he came to fight in just a few breaths.

Yan Liang and Wen Chou looked at each other and laughed: "Brother! Today, you and I are afraid that they can't leave!"

Wen Chou held the big knife in his hand and said calmly: "Isn't it all? I'm afraid I'm tired after today!"

"Kill!" The two of them spoke in unison and urged the horse to go up. The 800 people were to delay time. The grievances and grievances of the past appeared before the two of them. They followed Han Jiu and then surrendered to Han Yi. Although there was no big storm among them, they could also be ranked in the army. However, because Han Jiu made Wei Yanyu unconscious for several years, the prince disappeared and destroyed the traces. The two of them had never had a place in Han Yi's heart.

Although today's battle is not earth-shaking, people all over the world know that they are loyal to Han Yi from beginning to end! They are loyal to this country, even if they are short-lived, they hope to leave an impression in Han Yi's heart, but their expectations are more than to enter Yan Yuan Pavilion by life or death.

"Who is here? I will not kill the unknown rat in my hand!" Yan Liang waved his big sword. At first glance, he fell in love with the general beside the black general. He saw him wearing red armor, but he had a helmet that looked like a dog or a wolf on his head, which was particularly eye-catching.

"I am Zhang Gou'er! I'm here to kill you!" Zhang Gou'er waved the big knife in his hand, with a hint of greed in his eyes. Killing Yan Liang can become his famous pedal. After all, Yan Liang has a reputation, and compared with an unknown man like him, he is a piece of fat.

"Where did you come from? You dare to come here to try your best to see the knife!" Yan Liang couldn't help laughing, urging the horse to the top, with a look of contempt.

"A common man is trying to die!" Zhang Gou'er's eyes turned red. He hated others what he said the most. He would not be a human being if he didn't kill Yan Liang today.

"Ding, Zhang Gou'er started anger and reduced Yan Liang's martial arts value by 5 points, added 1 in personal martial arts value, added 1 in Black Tiger Golden Sword martial arts value, added 1 in Zui Chi-throat martial arts value, added 1 in the current martial arts value!"
Chapter completed!
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