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Chapter 240 The golden sword is a foregone conclusion

A man who looked like a general in the Xianbei army was immediately anxious when he saw the Golden Knife Camp reaping the lives of the soldiers under his tent like cutting vegetables.

"Damn it, what kind of bird thing is this? I will chop you a few first!"

The man rushed out on his horse, and a scimitar in his hand was aimed at a soldier in the Golden Sword Camp like a meteor and slashed at him.

"Die for me!"

The scimitar came to the head of the soldier in the Golden Knife Camp and was about to slash it down.

The soldier can be selected into the Golden Sword Camp, and his martial arts and courage are naturally the best in the army. In addition, after these months of hard training, although he is not as good as a general in one side, he is definitely not a character who can be killed instantly by such an ordinary young general.

He tilted his head, raised the golden knife in his hand, held the knife in one hand, and pressed the back of the knife with the other hand, blocking the top of his head.

"clang……"

The golden knife and the scimitar collided, causing a spark to explode.

The Xianbei general pulled the scimitar back and suddenly found that there was a gap on the blade!

"What a good knife! How can you cowardly Han people be matched with such a good knife? Give it to me!"

He leaned out directly, reached out his hand, and grabbed the knife in the hands of the soldiers in the Golden Knife Camp.

At this time, a golden light flashed from the side.

"Click..."

The young Xianbei general's arms were cut off in one go.

"Ah...my hand...ah..."

He suffered a moment of pain and fell from the war horse. The soldier who was robbed by him stepped forward, took off his head as soon as he lifted his sword.

He nodded to the comrade who had just taken action to cut off the man's arm, and then continued to join the battle.

Even if the generals are like this, there is no need to mention ordinary Xianbei soldiers.

The soldiers of the Golden Knife Camp were like dragons. With one knife, they often cut the opponent's weapons and people, and sometimes even the people and horses were split into two pieces.

These terrifying scenes made the Xianbei people feel scared, especially some people who participated in the Yanmen War in the past year. They originally wanted to take revenge this time, but they did not expect that the Yanmen defenders were even stronger than before. This made their fear not only rekindle, but also become stronger.

"The devil...they are devils..."

Some Xianbei cavalry first lost their fighting spirit and scattered in all directions, preparing to escape.

Kuitou was furious when he saw this.

"Where are the personal guards? I cut all the deserters. Whoever dares to escape in the face of the battle will end like this! Today I have to capture Yanmen Pass!"

Thousands of personal guards around him were chasing him everywhere, and soon he cut off a small group of Xianbei soldiers who were the first to be deserters and returned.

With such a deterrence, the Xianbei people who were still hesitating whether to escape were immediately dispelled.

Liu He looked at Kuitou, and then said to Cheng Liang, Wu Meng, and Wang Han around him: "Brothers, capture the king first, and follow me to rush over and capture the leader of the Xianbei first!"

The Black King under the seat also seemed extremely excited, and roared loudly, rushed out like a sharp arrow.

Although the Black King's endurance is not as good as the best war horse, his running speed is only half inferior to Chiyan Jueying and Qilin Roar.

Its four tiger claws were covered with muscle lines and looked extremely powerful. It just jumped out several feet away.

Cheng Liang and the other three were also very happy and rushed out quickly.

Wang Han caught a tiger that was half a big, and was considered a young and middle-aged tiger. Now, after more than half a year of raising it, he has grown up and is only half a circle thinner than the Black King. So he became the second person in Anmin's army to have a tiger mount.

At this time, his tiger seemed to be inspired by the Black King, and also jumped, following not far behind Liu He.

"Hey, I'm still riding a tiger with great enthusiasm! Why didn't I expect to catch a half-large tiger? I pity my Master Cheng and I have to wait for a few months!"

Cheng Liang turned all the resentment into murderous aura and vented it all on the Xianbei people around him.

Wu Meng's force is not as strong as Cheng Liang and Wang Han, and he is not as good as their divine weapons and mounts, so it is obvious that the "four people who capture the king" are behind.

Liu He and Wang Han, the combination of "two tigers", is extremely ferocious, and it is simply a powerful invisible lethality for the nearby war horses.

The two of them had almost no need to take action deliberately, but just ran forward like this, and the war horses would automatically flee around, thus giving them a way out.

Taking advantage of the chaos of these cavalry, Cheng Liang and Wu Meng happened to catch up to harvest a wave of heads, which was a flawless cooperation.

A personal guard next to Kuitou discovered Liu He and others and was shocked.

"Chief, go! Liu He is rushing over with his men!"

Kuitou looked over and found Liu He and others.

"Oh no! He was riding such a black tiger beast, and he was invincible. Now there was an extra tiger to help, and the cavalry could not stop him at all!"

Kuitou was really scared this time.

"Go, go!"

Kuitou knew that if he died here, Qian Man could take power smoothly. At that time, his women would become Qian Man's women, and all his children would be exiled to the vast grasslands, and then become a pack of wolves and flying eagles for lunch.

When he thought of this, Kuitou was shocked and furious, and he didn't care much about it and quickly fled in the other direction.

The impact of his run was great.

He treated deserters so severely just now, and in a blink of an eye, he became a deserter himself, which made the Xianbei soldiers who had no intention of fighting in their hearts all like water tanks that had smashed open, and could no longer stop the defeat.

"The leader has escaped, why are we fighting? Run away!"

"The leader must be withdrawing his troops! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

Tens of thousands of Xianbei troops lost their will to fight, and they were no different from unarmed farmers.

These cavalry fled to the north, while the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry, Thunder God Cavalry, Golden Sword Camp, and tens of thousands of ordinary infantry were chasing them behind.

Han Wuzhe and Shenji Camp guarded the pass, killing some Xianbei soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rob the pass one by one. Anyway, these two troops were carrying too much weight and were not suitable for long-distance pursuit.

Kuitou looked at the battle situation behind him and instantly changed from stalemate to a great defeat. He felt regretful and angry.

"Damn it, damn it!"

But although he was regretful, he had no choice.

Liu He and others are very skilled in martial arts, and they are like fighting for life. They have seen it with their own eyes. If they are allowed to rush to their eyes, they are afraid that their lives will not be saved.

Although he will face Qian Man's attack after he is defeated, it is much better than throwing his life here.

Kuitou thought everything at this time, and he didn't look back and slapped his war horse hard and ran forward.
Chapter completed!
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