The sound of horse hooves on the grassland also attracted the attention of the soldiers of the thorns. As Jiang Lang said, hesitated at the sudden sound of horse hooves on the generals of the thorns. After all, this was in the thorns. The only possible sound of horse hooves was his own. So he was not prepared, but asked someone to check it out. When the spy found that the person came, he didn't know that the Ming cavalry that came out from there was too late after returning to report. Jiang Lang and General Liao's two thousand people had surrounded their camps. The camp should have lived in water, but the rolling river in front of him became the biggest obstacle for their evacuation now.

In a hurry, Watshu also began to perform defensive plastic surgery, but at this time, Jianglang's team had already begun to run towards Watshu's camp. Facing the sweeping cavalry, many of the Watshu people looked pale and terrifying. Of course, the result of this situation was that the defense circle formed in a hurry was full of loopholes, not to mention that they had no favorable terrain to rely on at all.

Jiang Lang was the first to run in front, and the spear in his hand flashed the cold light. Because he was running in front, several feather arrows flew towards him. However, because he was rushing to shoot arrows, the accuracy was quite different. Jiang Lang gently pulled out the feather arrows. At this moment, Jiang Lang had already rushed into the defense circle of the tibia tibia, and then shouted loudly. The spear storm blew a silver light. Several tibia soldiers immediately screamed and fell down, and blood flowers flew in front of them.

"kill!"

Jiang Lang suddenly felt very proud in his heart. Without stopping his hand, the spear turned into a silver flower in his hand, beautiful and fierce, just like the bright red piece above the crane's head. All the thorn soldiers next to this silver flower fell to the ground screaming.

"Dou!"

A sound of metal attacks came from the air. Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel a shock in his hand. Suddenly, a powerful force came from his hand. When he looked up, he saw a burly man standing in front of him, holding a mace in his hand, and Jiang Lang was the one who was holding Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang was stunned, then laughed and said, "Good skills, I'm here to learn a little bit!"

After saying that, he stabbed him again. Jiang Lang had not encountered any opponents for so many years. This time he saw someone blocking him. He seemed to be an enemy general. He immediately started to fight for strength and wanted to destroy the might of the Wasser. He showed no mercy in his hand, and he stabbed the enemy's general with a long spear and a gun.

In terms of weapons, Jianglang's spear is relatively lighter and naturally very flexible. Moreover, Jianglang has abandoned the moves of overseas Chinese using spears, and it is almost in particular straight lines for speed. The general of the Watts uses a mace. Although his arm strength is great, the weapon is too heavy and his speed is not as good as Jianglang. What's more, Jianglang took the lead. At that time, the general of the Watts was forced to retreat step by step and was exhausted to deal with it.

Facing Jianglang's storm-like attack, although General Tissus was tired of dealing with it, he was temporarily unbeaten. If Jianglang's gun was strong wind, and this person's mace was like reeds swaying in the wind. Although it was shaking in the wind, it was broken. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while.

Jiang Lang is the kind of person who is strong when encountering a strong person. Seeing that his attack on the other party was able to block all of his attacks, although it was a bit difficult, he could not do anything to others for a period of time. At that moment, he also shouted loudly and the attack became even more fierce. The spear completely turned into a silver light in his hand, and the sound of the sound was endless.

However, the sound of the intersecting weapons seemed so small in the surrounding shouts of killing. When the battle reached this point, no one cared about the fight between the generals of both sides, but looked at the opponent, without any other thoughts, that was to kill! After all, it was the battlefield now. If I don’t hurt the enemy, the enemy would hurt me. However, the number of people on Jianglang side had an absolute advantage, not to mention that the twatts were in a hurry to fight, and they were defeated step by step, with corpses everywhere!

Although Jiang Lang was fighting with the general of Watshu, he did not forget to pay attention to the war at the scene. After stabbing the enemy general with a fierce shot, Jiang Lang did not expect it. Although it was a bit reluctant, he was still blocked by the opponent. With this force, Jiang Lang pulled the horse, took a few steps back, and then shouted: "Stop!"

Originally, the Ming Dynasty and Wasai were not able to speak, and Jiang Lang did not expect the enemy to understand it, but he did not expect the other party to be stunned and did not speak. Instead, he looked at Jiang Lang gloomy, as if he was about to eat Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang speared his spear and said coldly: "What do you think we are going to continue fighting now? I will give you a chance, either surrender or die!"

The man obviously understood the simple multiple-choice questions and looked around slightly. As he fought with the young general in front of him, his soldiers were basically wiped out, and his screams gradually lowered. Moreover, there were basically no prisoners. A circle of archers surrounded him, and the longbow in their hands was aimed at him without hesitation!

"Put down the weapon in your hand!"

Jiang Lang shouted in a low voice. Now that the battle situation is settled, he doesn't want to waste his energy on it. The simplest way to deal with it has always been something Jiang Lang likes, and of course he doesn't care about the so-called villain.

However, General Nawats did not look at all afraid. He looked around the archers around him arrogantly, then stared at Jiang Lang tightly and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you attack us?" It was actually in standard Chinese.

Jiang Lang was slightly stunned. The person in front of him was very burly, with a beard all over his face, and he could not tell his age. However, the general with the thorns could speak Chinese. This was a bit strange in his heart. He asked immediately: "You are a Han!"

"Answer me first!"

The big man gave Jiang Lang no face and said coldly: "Who are you? Did you send it first!"

“Bold!”

Sun Yuanbiao next to Jiang Lang shouted loudly, "You are actually rude to the general!"

Jiang Lang waved his hand and stopped Sun Yuanbiao's words. The words of the big man just now had already attracted his attention. That was the words of the big man that he and others were sent by Yesen, so he said: "We are not the ones sent by Yesen, we are the army of the Ming Dynasty!"

After hearing Jiang Lang's words, a look of surprise flashed across the man's face. He looked at Jiang Lang up and down, and then said: "As far as I know, the Ming Dynasty is now hit by tile thorns, how could it be here? A man is a real man and works upright, so why bother to hide it!"

"Blind your dog's eyes!"

Sun Yuanbiao said angrily, "In front of you, it is my upright county horse. Who would pretend to be a lie?"

This time, Jiang Lang did not stop Sun Yuanbiao, but recalled the meaning of the Han Dynasty. His words gave him a feeling that this person was not in harmony with Yesen, and this person now believes that he and others sent someone to dress up as Ming army to attack him. Then this person and this person protecting him must be Yesen's enemy, but who will be Yesen's enemy in this territory?

The big man was a little strange at this time and said, "Since you are not Yesian's men, why did you attack us?"

When Jiang Lang heard this, he came to his senses and said, "There is still a reason. You are the Wassels, we are the Ming Dynasty. Now you Wassels are attacking our Daming Dynasty. Then it is understandable that we will hit you. To put it simply, we are the enemy now!"

After saying that, Jiang Lang pointed to the spear and said, "You should be the ones in the car that you protect!"

Now the cavalry of Watshu has basically been eliminated. Many soldiers have surrounded the car, while many servants are leaning tightly against the edge of the car, with fear on their faces, and of course, there is a hint of exclusivity! One of the big reasons why they surrounded the car is that it looks very eye-catching. However, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty surrounded also seemed to understand the importance of the car, and it was just a surround and did not attack.

The man's face changed, and it didn't matter if he was killed, but the person in the car was very important. Even if he was calm, the expression on his face was a little unnatural.

Jiang Lang saw all this and said coldly: "As long as I give orders, all of those people will have to see the King of Hell. And in your current situation, you don't seem to be able to fight against me. To rescue them from the entire army and thousands of horses, I think you don't have the ability yet, you are not Zhao Zilong!"

The man's face changed again, waiting for Jiang Lang fiercely.

Facing the man's gaze that was about to kill, Jiang Lang faced it calmly without hiding at all, and his face was still as cold as ice.

Looking at Jiang Lang, looking at the carriage surrounded by clumps, the man finally showed a hint of slack on his face. He threw down the mace and sighed: "Tell me, what do you want?"
Chapter completed!