For a moment, everyone called out several times. Even Lin Qingyun and Mingxin couldn't help but shout. Tan Zong was so excited that he completely forgot everything, only remembering the hammer in his hand and the drum in front of him.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The drum sounds surged again, and Tan Zong was completely deviled. A burst of passion completely ignited the passion hidden in his heart. Even if he was panting like a cow and sweating like rain, Tan Zong was just ignorant of nothing. He only knew to gather all his strength on these arms, constantly lifting and pounding! Lifting and pounding again!

I’m afraid that even Tan Zong himself would feel incredible. His body could burst out such a huge amount of energy at this time, which actually shocked the drum sound!

Great success! Ten thousand victory!

Unconsciously, everyone's momentum had reached the peak with the sound of Tan Zong's drums. The Han family men holding the weapons all had their eyes red, staring at the throats of the Yue people in the mountains dozens of steps away from the opposite side!

Inspired by this momentum, even the horse under Chen Yang and others could not hold back and could not stop digging their hooves. Chen Yang not only did not stop, but instead slapped out with the momentum and pointed his sword at the Shanyue people's battle formation, which was still gradually visible, said: "Everyone, you dare to follow Chen to explore the Shanyue people's battle formation!"

Almost like a mountain cry, a voice gathered by countless voices suddenly broke out on the official road: "Dare to go differently!"

Even Lin Qingyun jumped out of the carriage madly at this time. He rolled the robe that represented the identity of a scholar directly to his waist, revealing a pair of thin-soled official boots, and was about to walk forward. Who would have thought that before he could walk a few steps, he was hugged in the waist.

Lin Qingyun was not in the mood to see who was holding him, but just used his hand to break it, and kept shouting angrily: "Save it!"

If Lin Qingyun's cry was still the same, his voice would definitely make the people of Wuxi County silent, but at this time his voice was like a drop of water in the flow of water, and he could not make any waves at all.

At this moment, Chen Yang had already turned his horse, waved his knife, and shouted: "Follow me!"

Chen Yang suddenly squeezed his legs and shouted loudly. The horse turned into a sharp arrow that was off the string and rushed forward. As Chen Yang rushed out, Qin Yu and others, not only the people, but also seven or eight wolf-toothed arrows shot out from the hands of them, almost half of the Shanyue people in front of him in the blink of an eye.

If someone watched the game, they would definitely cheer for it. But at this time, Zhong Qingchun and others who were following Chen Yang and others, their eyes were red. At this time, they were already full of passion. There was nothing else in their eyes except the necks of those Shanyue people!

As royal guards, Chen Yang and others were naturally skilled in bows and horses. At this time, the two sides were only a few dozen steps away, and in order to count it, it was only a few dozen meters. Such a short distance, at the speed of the horse galloping, it was just a blink of an eye. But for such a short distance, Lu Wenyun and others shot four arrows, which were as good as Qin Yu's bow technique, and even more than five arrows were shot, almost squarely, and the next arrow was placed on the bowstring again.

Not only speed, but more importantly, these sharp arrows are almost completely missing. Every arrow flew out, a Shanyue man would fall down due to an arrow in his throat or heart. After two rounds of arrows, these Shanyue man knew how to protect his throat with his hands and use his sword to protect his heart, Lu Wenyun and others' arrows turned one after another and shot directly in the face of these people.

In this way, almost in the blink of an eye, the formation of the Shanyue people was cut into a big hole by their four or five rounds of shooting.

"kill!"

Seeing that Lu Wenyun and others made contributions, Chen Yang was the first to rush into the formation of Shanyue people. He swung his sword in his hand and suddenly several heads flew up.

"Have fun, feel happy!" Chen Yang almost completely forgot everything, and only the enemy's head was left in his eyes. Every time the sharp sword was swung, it would inevitably bring a smelly blood and soar into the sky.

Lu Wenyun and others rushed into the formation with Chen Yang. At this time, they were stimulated by the flying heads where Chen Yang passed. How could Lu Wenyun and others make Chen Yang look more beautiful! Seven or eight galloping horses instantly penetrated the four or five levels of the mountain crossing front in an unparalleled manner, and the place where they passed was full of wailing.

"Don't die!" Zhong Qingchun followed Lu Wenyun and others' galloping horses into the Shanyue people formation. In a trance, he seemed to have become the young man who passed the martial arts juren. An ordinary Park sword was evolved into a peerless weapon that specialized in killing people's lives. Each sword was swung, and it would inevitably bring a scream.

Following the crowd was a large group of men and officials from Wuxi County and Han Family Home. Although not everyone held sharp weapons, with a boiling blood and a thrilling passion, they were actually not afraid of those Shanyue people holding sharp blades, and they crashed straight into them.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound of killing was heard far away, even if you could hear it several miles away. Tan Zong's arms were already numb, and his bones felt cracked, and the clothes wrapped around his hands were soaked in blood. However, Tan Zong didn't realize anything, and he still raised his head and stared at the battlefield ahead. His arms were like a clockwork, and the drum sounded like a drum.

At this moment, as the team of people pressed up, the two carriages began to move forward with the convoy. Uncle Fu walked at the front to open the road. His majestic figure as god-like as a divine figure had no coordination with the blood-paved Shura Field. But even though he just walked in front of the car step by step, the two carriage drivers driving the carriage behind him felt extremely safe, and Han Wengan, who was holding Lin Qingyun tightly, felt at ease.

The two sides were fighting fiercely, and time passed by. At this time, the public officials of Wuxi County, Han Jiading and others had already pressed over, spread throughout the battlefield, and the carriages that Tan Zong used as drums drove into the battlefield. Fortunately, the front line had advanced dozens of meters, and even some thieves stole them around, but they were solved by Uncle Fu, who had caught a sharp knife from somewhere.

The number of Shanyue people is obviously very large. I am afraid that there are not three or four hundred people, which is twice as many as everyone in Tan Zong. Although Chen Yang and others used the galloping horse to forcibly break through the seven or eight fronts in front of them at the beginning, when the galloping horse was about to end, Chen Yang and others fell into a hard battle. Even the public gradually couldn't stand it and had to gather together.

Chen Yang didn't know how many layers of Shanyue people's defense line he had already rushed through, and he didn't notice that Lu Wenyun, Zhong Qingchun and others had already rushed up. He only knew that the knife in his hand seemed to be a little blunt, and the head that could only be cut off with just one knife now requires two or even three knifes.

"Bang!"

The knife was suddenly stopped. Chen Yang had no time to be surprised. An iron spear suddenly rushed into Chen Yang's face like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter from the darkness. Chen Yang had no time to avoid it, so he had to turn his head slightly over, and the spear head wiped Chen Yang's face and stabbed it.

With a "sting" sound, Chen Yang felt a burning pain on his face, and a piece of blood-stained flesh immediately flew into the sky.

"Die for me!"

As the darkness blew out an inappropriate tone, the gun actually swirled in the air. Chen Yang could even hear a burst of air in his ears. The sharp gun tip, with a cold cold from the underworld, directly tangled towards his neck.

At this time, Chen Yang had already seen the man who used the gun. The man was wearing a vine armor that was different from other Shanyue people. It seemed that some unknown spice was painted on it. In the dark night, there was a faint fragrance. As soon as the strange fragrance was sucked into his mouth, Chen Yang unconsciously poured blood all over his body. For a moment, he forgot to go back to the knife block and forgot to dodge. Instead, he turned around and slashed at the man's neck.

Chen Yang knew very well that even if this person was not the leader of these Shanyue people, he would definitely be a general who commanded the army. He could hold such a person to take the custody of himself, and Chen Yang felt that even if he died like this, it would be worth it!

The Shanyue general showed a grim smile on his face. With a ferocious expression, the word "death" was too late to say, and suddenly a wolf-toothed arrow suddenly flew out from the slanting thorn, which just turned the gun away.

With a stinging sound, Chen Yang's right robe was immediately torn to pieces by the sharp spear tip, and a little star light pierced directly into Chen Yang's shoulder with a cold light.

This iron spear is not an ordinary iron spear, and there are some barbs on both sides of the spear head. Just now, the barb was hooked off Chen Yang's face. At this time, the iron spear pierced into Chen Yang's shoulder, and the power of the barb was even more terrifying. Only Shanyue people shouted angrily, and almost half of the flesh on their entire shoulders followed.

"Ah!" Chen Yang screamed, and his right hand lost strength anymore, and a knife fell directly from his hand.

Although the Shanyue man succeeded in one blow, he failed to take the life of the man who took the lead in rushing into his own battle formation as he wished. He was already very angry at this time. Seeing that Chen Yang had no strength to fight back, he could not bear it. He immediately sneered again. The gun was slightly retracted and vomited. The tip of the gun stabbed Chen Yang's throat again with the breath of death.

"You dare!"

At the critical moment, Qin Yu, beside Chen Yang, suddenly put down the bow in his hand, jumped down from the horse, followed the sword, flew with a sword light and crashed towards the general of Shanyue.

Qin Yu went down very quickly, and the Shanyue general could not take care of both ends. If he insisted on stabbing, he might have to be taken away by Qin Yu.

How could the Shanyue general give up his life and future? He had no choice but to return the gun and block the knife. He heard a burst of noises. The gun had been cut for more than seven or eight times, and Qin Yu cut a gap the size of a fingernail on the gun.

At this time, Lu Wenyun also noticed Chen Yang's situation. He knew that Chen Yang could no longer fight. He rushed to Chen Yang's side, stretched out his arm like a monkey, grabbed Chen Yang's reins steadily, pulled the horse's head, shouted: "Birdman, please send Brother Yang back to the lord, I'll block here."
Chapter completed!