forbidden place

() Although there are many Xiliang troops, most of them are very scattered. With this violent explosion, all kinds of cattle and sheep are frightened and run around. The Xiliang soldiers don't know where to go.

Some were chasing sheep, some were chasing cattle, and the horses were better, all of them were strictly controlled, and there was no riot.

In addition, there were people attacking on both sides, and it was completely messed up. Although there were hundreds of people rushing towards the prisoner-of-war camp, they were blocked a little, and Han Hui, the killing god, took a gap.

The spear in his hand was like lightning, every flash could take away a life. After dozens of people were killed, these Xiliang soldiers were terrified of being killed.

Coupled with the fact that more and more captives escaped to join the battle, these hundreds of people were immediately surrounded. In a circular military tent, a strong man with a height of eight feet stood up abruptly.

"What's going on? Why is there such a violent voice?" His eyes showed horror.

Then, the flames shot up into the sky, and the direction happened to be in the direction of the prisoner-of-war camp. He reached out and grabbed a big bow hanging on the tent, and rushed out.

At this time, the sound of shouting and killing came from the front, and the sound of fighting was everywhere. He, his face was cloudy, watching his soldiers running around like headless chickens. He stomped his feet fiercely and shouted: "Assemble, everyone assemble, kill me!"

Gathering troops on his side, Han Hui led his men to strangle and kill the Xiliang soldiers who came for reinforcements like lightning.

Not only the Xiliang people were terrified, but even the Xiliang new army who had just been released was terrified. Where did this murderer come from?

No one could resist, the long spear seemed to be alive. Some people even saw three Xiliang soldiers rushing up to him side by side. With a shake of the long spear in his hand, the three of them fell down holding their throats at the same time. .

If there were really hundreds of people fighting around Han Hui in the open field, Han Hui would hardly be spared, but now it is not the large number of rich sergeants from the prisoner camp to help him resist, everything will be different.

This was a one-sided massacre, without even a cup of tea, there were only six or seven hundred corpses left here, except for the swordsmen and guards who were killed by Thunderbolt, most of them were killed by Han Hui with a spear.

"You lead people, create momentum and fight out, I'll snatch their horses!" Saying that, Han Hui bent his back and rushed towards the direction of the stables he found out.

During this cup of tea, that iron-tower-like archer General Su had already gathered more than two thousand people, but there were only two thousand people. Don't kill more than 1000 people even if there is a gap.

There are still more than 1000 people fighting in the corner, attacking each other with Fengyu's new army, but the situation is too chaotic, Su Ha has no idea how many people are coming.

"Go, get out of here first!" As he said, he led the people towards the stable, and when he saw the stable from a distance, he saw a ghostly figure with a spear in his hand, like a spirit snake and a long whip, One flicker kills one person.

"What a powerful martial artist!" Su Ha's expression changed.

Han Hui's physical strength was equivalent to that of a great martial artist, but his combat power absolutely surpassed that of a great martial artist. No one, not even a grand master, could have such killing methods as him.

A little forward with the spear in his hand, a Xiliang soldier fell down in response, and then the butt of the gun in his hand flicked, hitting another man's throat fiercely, smashing the throat of the Xiliang man who had just touched it.

Then, Han Hui took a step forward and kicked the stable away, and the struggling horses inside roared loudly.

He didn't dare to let the horse step on him, and with a sway of his body, he jumped directly onto a group of war horses. He had just jumped on the war horses, and before he had time to adjust his posture, he felt an extreme terror descending. The long sword passed over his head and was nailed to the other fence of the stable, making the thigh-thick wooden pillars hum.

With a distance of tens of feet and a full hundred meters, this long sword can still have such power over Han Hui!

Suha!

Han Hui thought of such a name in his mind, he knew that it was Suha who came, and apart from Suha, there could not be such archers in this army.

After Han Hui miraculously escaped the fatal blow, the war horse under him wailed, fell to his knees, and the horse behind trampled on him.

Su Ha immediately fired the second arrow, this one was not aimed at Han Hui, but at his war horse!

After the horse fell to the ground, Han Hui stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of the horse that was trampled from above. With a slight force of his arm, he rolled over and hid in the horse's belly. Then, the horses were chaotic and protected him.

"This is a great martial artist, not Fengxian's new army, but Wuwei Xiaoer's. We are at the end of the game, let's go!" Suha sighed.

He had to go, if it was Fengxian's new army, he could barely fight, but in this case, there were only two thousand courageous troops left, and the confrontation was well prepared, with the Fengyu army with great martial arts strength , he can only retreat.

"Grab the horse and flee!" Suha looked at the oncoming horse and shouted at his subordinates.

The war horses came roaring, and Su Ha jumped up, wanting to jump on a group of war horses and run away, but suddenly a long spear came out from the horse's belly.

Han Hui didn't know when, he ran under the horse's belly, and at the most critical moment, he launched a fatal blow.

A great martial artist is a great martial artist. Su Ha flipped the longbow in his hand, and with the help of his body's falling force, he bent his back and slammed the spear head hard.

In his mind, when this force falls, it will definitely shake Han Hui's spear head, and even break the spear. After all, his body is in the air and has the power to fall.

In addition, he is a sharp archer with amazing natural arm strength. Han Hui's body rises from the belly of a horse, and his strength must not be fully exerted. If the two are superimposed, Han Hui will definitely lose.

With a soft "pop", the big bow collided with the long spear. The tip of the long spear sank, and instantly pulled down. When the barrel of the gun was raised, the whole long spear danced into a circle.

The head of the stabbing gun sank below, and then turned to the back, while the barrel of the gun that was originally held in his hand reached the top of Suha's head.

All this happened in an instant, Su Hai, a master archer at the level of a great martial artist, didn't react at all, his head felt like thunder, and then he didn't know anything.

The Xiliang soldiers behind him could see clearly that Su Ha's head was smashed into pieces, and his whole body fell to the ground, being trampled into a pulp by the horse.

Han Hui reached out and grabbed the longbow, sat on the horses, and rushed out with the horses. What he is doing now is the winner.

"Run, this man is a demon god, even Suha's archer is no match, let alone us!"

"Run away!"

The so-called army was defeated like a mountain belt, and Su Ha was killed, which completely destroyed the morale of this Xiliang army. The Xiliang army scattered and fled in all directions. Han Hui couldn't be distracted from chasing and killing for a while, because he was desperately controlling the horses.

There are tens of thousands of war horses, which is why Xiliang has a small population, but it can become a kingdom like Fengyu.

Their combat effectiveness is tyrannical, there are countless natural pastures, everyone can ride a horse, and the advantage of cavalry over infantry is too great.

The startled herd of horses dispersed those Xiliang people at once, and tens of thousands of horses ran for tens of miles before they gradually stopped running.

Han Hui turned his horse and returned with tens of thousands of horses. What he didn't know was that after the battle, conflicts arose.

Lin Xi was standing angrily in front of a middle-aged man, twisting her head in disbelief.

"Hmph, your battalion commander is Huang Shaoqiu. Without an order from the military department, how could you replace him with a random soldier?" This middle-aged man is called Gao Sheng, who is also a master like Huang Shaoqiu.

After taking refuge in the Fengxian New Army, he directly became the battalion commander, but the whole battalion was strangled, more than half were killed, and more than a thousand people were captured. Not to mention meritorious service, it was even a big mistake. Under the military law, they were beheaded sin.

However, now, he has seen a turning point. There are only five to six thousand people in the prisoner camp, plus the more than 6000 people behind Lin Xi, nearly 1000 people, enough to form two battalions and more. This is a great contribution.

He didn't see Han Hui galloping away on horseback, seeing that the battle was over, and there was no trace of this devil-like general, so he thought Han Hui had already died in battle.