On the other side, Bai Yixu's three sharp swords were fighting with the Tuanhua Axe of the Khwarezm general. Bai Yixu and the general's faces were red, and the long handles of the weapons in their hands were trembling slightly. Tu Zehuang subconsciously turned his head and looked at Haletumeng who had just retreated to the formation. Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind in his ears. Tu Zehuang pulled the Xuan Iron Sphony without thinking and stroked the left side of his body.

Mu Wushuang's cooked copper stick was immediately cut off by Tu Zehuang for more than two feet. Mu Wushuang looked at the cooked copper stick in his hand and immediately turned his horse's head and ran back. Tu Zehuang's eyebrows stood up and shouted, "Where are you running!" Then, while Mu Wushuang turned his horse's head, Tu Zehuang also rushed to rush the horse to rush towards Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang naturally knew that Tu Zehuang was close at hand, so he could only turn around in a hurry. Seeing that Tu Zehuang had already picked up the black iron halberd, the tip of the gun that had no reflection under the scorching sun seemed to be wrapped in a ball of black fog.

Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and pinched the horse's belly hard. The mount under his crotch was in pain and immediately ran wildly. Tu Zehuang's newly replaced war horse was not as fast as Mu Wushuang. He could only watch Mu Wushuang run farther and farther away. Zhang Tingmu and Bai Yixu also retreated around Zhang Xiuwen. Turkic soldiers burst into cheers like tsunami, and Haletu looked at Zhang Xiuwen and others opposite with a complicated expression. Mu Wushuang, and Zhang Tingmu stared at Tu Zehuang and the other two with a fierce look.

Although Mu Wushuang and the other two were at a disadvantage on the surface, the Central Plains soldiers did not react so much, and just looked at Lin Miao silently: In the eyes of these Qingtaochuan soldiers, as long as the "God of War" Lin Miao personally took action, the Khwarezm generals would just put the bidding and sell their heads. Mu Wushuang looked at the half-cooked copper stick in his hand and whispered to Luo Rui: "Aunt Luo, we didn't know how to hide our shortcomings yesterday, which made the Haltu army approach the fierce army. Today we are word-of-mouth in implementing the arrangements of the uncle of the junior master. What do you think?"

Luo Rui nodded quietly and sneered: "Good job, those Tartar generals can't go back now!" Sure enough, Tu Zehuang, Bale and the general who had the axe were all staying in the battlefield, and had no intention of retreating. A shallow beauty nest appeared on the corner of Luo Rui's mouth and continued: "Fanbang barbarians, you'll be trapped! Lin Miao!" Lin Miao responded, walked to Luo Rui with a long spear with a jujube wood and said, "Please speak with General Luo."

Luo Rui said word by word: "Don't hold back today. You not only want to destroy them in martial arts, but also crush them in morale! Do you understand?" Lin Miao thought for a while and nodded: "Well! I understand." After that, Lin Miao rushed towards Gai Xin with a horse's belly, and shouts of land collapsed and cracked in the Han army suddenly broke out from the Han army. Lin Miao held the jujube gun in his back hand, and his cold star-like eyes exuded a silent murderous intent.

Tu Zehuang whispered: "This guy has very good martial arts skills, let's three of us..." Before Tu Zehuang finished speaking, the general of the axe shouted loudly and swung the ball of flower axe toward Lin Miao. The two were getting closer and closer, and the axe swept the giant axe and swung it straight to Lin Miao's waist. Lin Miao picked the spear head lightly and actually knocked the ball of flower axe in the hands of the enemy general. Then Lin Miao immediately turned his wrist and directly picked the axe head at the spear head. The general of the axe struggled for two times and then disappeared.

Bale Ganglao's face turned gloomy, and then yelled: "Boy died!" Then he rode his war horse toward Lin Miao. Lin Miao was less than thirty steps apart when the two of them suddenly threw the body of the general on the spear head towards Bale Ganglao. Bale Ganglao had not seen clearly what was going on, and had already seen a black look in front of him and was knocked off the horse. The Turkic army exclaimed in surprise. Before Bale Ganglao raised his head and figured out what was going on, a horse hoof on Lin Miao's mount had already stepped heavily on his chest.

Bale just opened his eyes wide, allowing Lin Miao to ride a war horse to step on him. After gritting his teeth and struggling to spit out a stream of blood, he disappeared. Lin Miao rushed towards Tu Zehuang like a tiger hunting. Tu Zehuang naturally knew that Lin Miao's martial arts skills were far from his rival, but instead breathed a sigh of relief and silently said, "I'm finally going to die at your hands... Well, let's see how much I, Tu Zehuang, are different from you."

Thinking of Tu Zehuang's thoughts, he calmed down and silently picked up the Xuan Iron Sphur. The moment Lin Miao rushed to Tu Zehuang, Tu Zehuang suddenly crossed the spear head, but Lin Miao stretched out his left hand to grab the Xuan Iron Sphur's handle. Tu Zehuang suddenly felt a huge force coming from the spear handle, and he could only subconsciously release the Xuan Iron Sphur and lean back to remove the force on the spear handle.

Lin Miao held the Xuan Iron Sphur with his left hand and held the jujube gun in his right hand, passing by Tu Zehuang. As soon as Tu Zehuang sat upright, he suddenly felt the wind sounding loudly behind him. Tu Zehuang closed his eyes and said silently: "This day is finally here!" After a crisp sound, Tu Zehuang's helmet fell to the ground in diameter. Tu Zehuang waited for a moment before slowly opening his eyes, and saw Lin Miao standing opposite him with a calm face.

Tu Zehuang frowned slightly and stared at Lin Miao. Lin Miao held the black iron halberd in his left hand and suddenly poked heavily to the ground. The nine-foot-long black iron halberd was inserted into the ground by him for more than four feet underground! At this time, the general soldiers of Khwarezm were stunned, and only the sound of the flower castle battle flag shaking in the wind was left in the army. Lin Miao used the internal force of the Baina Heavenly Classic and shouted violently: "The black iron halberd is here. If you have the ability, just take it!" The Khwarezm army was still silent except for the occasional war horses on the ground and neighing.

Lin Miao picked up the jujube gun and pointed it at Haletu and shouted: "Who else is your subordinate? As long as you are not afraid of death, come! It's okay for one person, 100,000 people, Lin Miao will be here!!" As soon as Lin Miao finished speaking, the Khwarezm light cavalry at the front of the camp involuntarily took a step back. Haletu watched as his morale was almost destroyed by Lin Miao alone, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to encourage the morale of the army: "They only have a few hundred people, what are they afraid of!"

At this time, Zhang Xiuwen laughed and shouted, "Hundreds of people? Haletumeng, open your cow's eyes wide and take a look!" Two big flags were raised at the top of Shoumaxia Mountain. One flag had the word "superhero" written on it, and the other one had the word "left". The deafening war drums sounded like thunder on the top of the mountain. Haletumeng's face changed and shouted, "Sure enough, there was an ambush! Send the order and retreat to the Shanqiaoba!" Several Khwarezm generals tacitly surrounded Haletumeng, and the rear of the Turkic army began to slowly disperse to the south.
Chapter completed!