The crossbow arrow shot towards Duanmu Tuo from dozens of meters away. Duanmu Tuo only saw a flash of cold light in front of him, subconsciously rolled over and fell off his horse, flashing through the deadly shooting, but the war horse under him had been shot into a hedgehog, neighing and falling to the ground.

Duanmu Tuo turned over and jumped up, holding a long knife in his hand, and spitted fiercely at the enemy who was roaring in front of him. The land under his feet was a little wet, and the melted winter snow and the blood dripping from his body made the frozen soil slowly melt.

At this moment, he was only twenty meters away from Bergman, but except for a dozen personal guards, he was surrounded by coalition soldiers with red eyes and gritting teeth.

The distance of these twenty meters is not far. As long as he can slaughter all the dozens of soldiers blocked from the front and quickly rush to Bergman; the distance of these twenty meters is not close, now he is exhausted and has lost his war horse. Even if he can kill dozens of coalition soldiers in the front, can the soldiers around him rush over and hold his commander hostage?

Duanmu Tuo didn't have so much thought at this moment. He looked around indifferently. His bloody eyes made the coalition soldiers around him subconsciously take a step back. His eyes looked at Duanmu Tuo with fear, hatred, and even numbness.

At this moment, under the coercion of death and the encouragement of heavy rewards, or even for the sake of simple life, they must kill the Han man in front of them. They had thought of turning around and running away, but if they chose to escape now, no matter which side of the battle wins, their fate is destined to be killed.

Dead at the hands of one's own people or at the hands of the enemy?

A Western Alliance soldier finally couldn't stand such pressure and rushed up roaringly. As soon as he took two steps, Duanmu Tuo was chopped over by Duanmu Tuo. His robes wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but were stopped by the personal guards who followed Duanmu Tuo.

"Bergman, dare to fight me." Duanmu Tuo's voice was neither sad nor happy, but only a little bit of awe.

Bergman looked at the not-so-strong figure in the crowd through the surrounding guards.

Duanmu Taku's body bent slightly at this moment, and his hands were lying on the long sword in front of him. He was like a hungry wolf coming out of time, staring at Bergman tightly. The eyes of both sides gathered in the air, without sparks, only mutual indifference and hatred.

"Sir, you retreat first, I'll deal with this boy." shouted Best, the commander of the guards of the Teutonic Knights' Guards, and Bergman's personal guard.

Best was also a Teutonic nobleman and had been following Bergman for more than ten years, from a knight attendant to a knight, from a knight to a commander, and was loyal to Bergman along the way.

"Best, that man is very dangerous now!" Bergman looked at the captain of the guard who had been with him for more than ten years, and saw his sincere face and was moved.

"We have no cowards in our Johnny family." After Best said that, without waiting for Bergman to agree, he rushed towards Duanmu Tuo without waiting for Bergman to agree.

Bergman glanced at Best's back and ran towards the distance of Teutonic heavy cavalry with several guards.

On this side, the coalition soldiers in front of Best dodged a path, and Best rushed to Duanmu Tuo in a blink of an eye.

"Are you here to die for Bergman?" Duanmu Takuma saw the other party wearing the red crown belt of a captain, and he curled his lips.

"It's you who came to die." Before Best finished speaking, the man immediately lowered his spear and stabbed out.

Duanmu Taku only felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and his body was slightly tilted. The Best used the horse's stance to wipe his ribs and knocked away several pieces of bamboo armor on his body.

Duanmu Tuo was shocked. The commander of Duanqian opposite was different from the coalition officers he had just fought against. The spear was already very fast and the angle was extremely clever. He should not be an unknown person from the West 6, at least the inherited martial arts of a certain aristocratic family.

Best was furious when he saw that Duanmu Takuro avoided the raid without any danger. This sudden move was actually contrary to his knight's wishes. If it weren't for the critical situation, he would have to report his name to the other party first before he would fight.

Today, not only did he attack the Knight's spirit, but he also made no contributions, which made Best feel even more ashamed and annoyed.

However, even though Best made a quick move, Duanmu Tuo was not afraid. Since he was practicing the Wind Breaking Sword of the Zhang family of Zhenbei Hou, the word "Breaking Wind" was a fast and fast path.

Otherwise, Zhang Guangbei's swordsmanship that day would not have made Jiang Zhuying secretly praise him.

However, Zhang Guangbei was pampered and had a good life that day, and his sword skills were empty and moderate, but he had no bloody murderous aura; but today, Duanmu Tuo had already killed nearly a hundred people in a row, and his murderous aura had reached its peak. At this moment, facing Best's rush, he only had an uplifting fighting spirit.

At this moment, Duanmu Takuro dodged the edge of Best's spear while dodging the sword in his hand, and he slashed directly at Best's chest with a crane wing sailing on the wind.

Best quickly withdrew his spear and stopped the thunderous knife.

Duanmu Tuo sneered, and the long sword swung with force, and turned Best's spear away. The long sword turned into a stab, and the tip of the knife went straight to Best's lower abdomen.

Duanmu Tuo's three moves of the Wind Breaking Sword Technique, the continuous slashing skills are extremely fast, and the movements are extremely smooth. Best could not guess the change of his next move. It was too late to change his moves at this time.

Beth was on the horse, not Duanmu Tuo was flexible, so he could only throw away his weapons and rolled backwards. The long sword caused a rumbling sound, rubbing Best's head and chest, and his scalp passed by.

Although Best avoided Duanmutao's killing move, his face was still covered with blood by the blade. He rolled off the horse's back without preparation and fell over the mud and blood, looking very terrifying.

Best's expression became a little distorted, and his anger made him roar and snarl, pulling out the long sword beside his waist.

Both of them have lost their mounts now, but Duanmu Taku is becoming more and more brave as he fights, and he doesn't care about the tearing of wounds on his body, blood flows, and he flies toward Best.

For Best, this was a great humiliation for him, but the general in front of him obviously would not give him a chance to regret, and the long sword in his hand was already looking at his neck.

Best raised the long sword in his hand and slashed outward. The sword edge and the blade edge were knocked together. In the sparks, Duanmu Tuo Long Sword sank suddenly and slashed directly at Best's legs.

Best secretly cried out, and he stepped back, but he forgot that there were all coalition soldiers behind him. As soon as he retreated, he felt that the back condensed, and then he saw the long sword slashing on his left leg.

It hurt, Best's eyes almost glared out, and his teeth were clenched.

Duanmu Takumi was merciless, and he suddenly slapped his sword and slashed his abdomen along Best's thigh.

Although the Best Sword reacted in time to block the sword, the Sword was cut off instantly, and then he felt a cool breeze, the armor ruptured, and blood flowed.

Duanmu Tuo didn't even look at him, and chased Bergman, who had already run towards the coalition forces.

The other Han soldiers behind him rushed to the Western Alliance soldiers who were already in panic and shock.

But Best roared and hugged Duanmutao's body. Duanmutao was caught off guard and was dragged to the ground by Best.

When several coalition soldiers around him saw him, they greeted him directly.

Duanmu Tuolong sword turned into a flying knife and threw it out hard, and immediately cut the several coalition soldiers in front of him into two pieces.

But Best still held Duanmutuo tightly and refused to let him move forward.

Duanmu Tuo roared and actually pulled Best up. After getting up, he bit Beiss' neck.

The warm blood flowed down Duanmutuo's mouth along his lips and teeth. Best finally couldn't bear the pain, and couldn't help but feel shocked and panic in his heart. He gave his hand, covered the bleeding wound on his neck, and slowly wilted to the ground.

Duanmu Takui kicked the long sword that fell on the ground and held the long sword on the ground again in his hand.

At this moment, Duanmu Taku not only had blood all over his body, but his face was covered with blood, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. The cold smile on his pale face made the soldiers around the Western Alliance unable to help but suck in the cold air and took a few steps back.

This is a wolf, a bloodthirsty demon in the legend of Western 6 mythology.

At this moment, Bergman had already taken the opportunity to run nearly two hundred meters and then run hundreds of meters. He would join the Teutonic heavy cavalry regiment that was dragged tightly by Guan Nubai.

"Kill--" Duanmu Tuo roared, handed over all the soldiers behind him to his subordinates' Han soldiers, and chased Bergman alone.

Bergman heard the noise behind him and also heard the miserable voice of his subordinates calling for Best. He knew that Best must have been defeated by the general, and he couldn't help but feel a little more panic.

But reinforcements were just in front of him, and he could meet with most of the coalition forces in a few hundred meters, and Duanmu Tuo was already hundreds of meters behind him. At this moment, even if he used a bow and arrow, he would not be able to shoot him.

Duanmu Tuo saw Bergman running further and further, taking advantage of the Western coalition in front of him to intimidate his momentum, he turned over and jumped onto Best's war horse, took out his short blade and stabbed it hard on the horse's buttocks.

The war horse was not hurt, and was crazy, and directly knocked away the several coalition soldiers in front of him. Duanmu Tuo slashed the sword in his hand and rushed out of the siege.

The war horse carried Duanmu Tuo straight for Bergman. In order to reduce the weight and increase the degree as much as possible, Duanmu Tuo took off his armor and helmet and threw it on the ground in addition to the long sword. He only wore a black shirt and cotton jacket. The belt on his head also dispersed due to the intense movement, and the black head fluttered in the wind.

Bergman heard the shouts behind him and approached him. When he turned around, Duanmu Tuo had already chased him more than a hundred meters away, and his crossbow arrow was aiming at him.

With a "swoosh", a crossbow arrow shot out, but because the horses on both sides were too fast, and the road was bumpy, they deviated a little from the target and rubbed Bergman's scalp.

"Stop him!" Bergman was angry and anxious, and shouted to the few remaining guards around him.

Without hesitation, the guards turned their horses and rushed towards Duanmu Tuo.

Duanmu Tuo didn't care about the weapons that were about to reach his body. The moment the enemy approached, his long sword slashed directly at the vital points of several Teutonic cavalry.

Several people passed by, and several Teutun Knights were dropped one after another. Duanmu Tuo gave up defense in order to save time, and added a few scars to his body. One of them was cut on his arm, which was already deep and visible.

At this moment, Duanmu Tuo bit his teeth tightly, and he didn't care about bandaging the wound. The wound on his left arm seemed to be broken, and it was all supported by a will.

Bergman was right in front of him, Duanmu Taku's eyes showed a determined look, and he pulled out the short blade again and stabbed it hard on the horse's buttocks.

The war horse from West 6 neighed a little faster.

If Bergman is let go today and let him join the army, the morale of the coalition will be restored in time. Even if reinforcements from Han soldiers appear, Lei Dongfeng and the others will not be able to restore the situation.

Therefore, Duanmu Tuo had made up his mind at this moment. As long as he had a breath, he would catch up with Bergman in front, and gain a glimmer of vitality for the Han army and the Han people on this battlefield.
Chapter completed!