Before Xuan Shaoning and Duan Lang expressed their opinions, Zhan Ting blew a whistle and rushed towards the army directly opposite like an arrow from the string. This whistle was also the order of the Rut Guards. The remaining thousands of Rut Guards were also arranged in fan shapes behind Zhan Ting and launched a charge.

Originally, Yuchi Zong planned to stand by and watch, so that Fan Yi would not blame him for robbing him of competing with him, but now the enemy came to him voluntarily. In order to ensure the implementation of the plan, he could no longer hold his troops. Yuchi Zong looked up at the direction where Fan Yi was, waved his hand to the Liang Chao soldiers who rushed towards him, indicating that he had been passively responding.

"kill!"

The sand halberd soldiers rode their horses toward the Rust Claw Guard. Under normal circumstances, the cavalry had an absolute advantage against the infantry. Although it was not as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, it would definitely not be a fierce battle. Unfortunately, today's battle situation made them careless.

The Liang army who rushed towards them squatted down one after another, while the soldiers behind kept stepping on the backs of the robe in front, jumped up, and threw spears while jumping up. Those who had no spears rushed on their horses and rolled down with the enemy.

After two rounds of this combination, the first batch of sand halberds that rushed out to fight were swept down one after another. With the help of this flaw, the third group of soldiers of the Rust Guard took the opportunity to occupy the war horses that originally belonged to the sand halberd, including Xuan Shaoning and Duan Lang.

The situation took a sharp turn. Yuchi Zong was furious and joined the battle himself. Although the wound under his crotch had not completely healed, he had already shaken off the iron chain and took the lives of two rust guards. When the hammer was thrown into the air and flew towards the third rust guard, a blue-gray iron claw steadily grabbed the iron chain of the hammer. The other end of the iron claw was tightly grasped in Zhan Ting's hand, and he rescued a rust guard warrior who had stepped into the gate of hell.

Yuchi Zong glanced at the blue phoenix spreading on Zhan Ting's armband and immediately understood the identity of the man. He smiled and shook the iron chain, and took Zhan Ting away from the horse's back with force. Obviously, Zhan Ting did not expect that this man's urge to be so extraordinary. He took advantage of the opportunity to throw it into the air to kick the surrounding sand halberd off the horse's back, ran around Yuchi Zong, wrapped the iron chain around him, and finally pulled out his sleeve knife before approaching Yuchi Zong and stabbed him.

The knife stabbed it steadily, accurately and fiercely. Blood dripped across the blade and fell on the horse's back. Yuchi Zong grasped the knife with his hands. Blood flowed out of his palm through his fingers. Zhan Ting's legs were twisted on one side of the stirrup, and his body was not stable enough. With a crisp sound, the knife was broken into two petals. Yuchi Zong's injured hand grabbed Zhan Ting's clothes. Before the opponent could make a move, he fell off the horse's back and pressed it heavily under him.

This fall made Zhan Ting so dizzy, especially with the weight of Yuchi Sect. Zhan Ting felt that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out, and his mouth immediately smelled bloody. Zhan Ting kicked Yuchi Sect's abdomen, leveraged the force, retreated violently throughout his body, and avoided the opponent's attack range far away. Yuchi Sect stood up, slowly untied the iron chain wrapped around his body with his bloody hands, and untied the flying claw from the iron chain and threw it away.
Chapter completed!