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Chapter 495 Drumming for you until dawn! (5)

Drumming for you till dawn! (5)

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

Every sound is as vigorous as spring thunder.

Every drum is as fast as a horseshoe.

Every drum reveals a decisive and unquestionable determination and strength.

5 horses filed out, stepping on the sound of drums, and rushed towards the Oala army.

Behind him, the city gate is wide open, this is, backwater for a while.

You can only win, not lose!
In the round of attack just now, Wala suffered a little loss, but there were still more than [-] people. The gap between the two sides was still huge, but no one hesitated.

His Royal Highness, the eldest son, dared to break into the opponent's formation of thousands of people alone.

He is not afraid, what are they afraid of? !

The big deal is death!
How can the land and the pride of the Northwesterners be trampled by those barbaric hooves on the prairie? !
The drums don't stop, the battle doesn't stop.

5 people, like waves hitting the shore, unceremoniously rushed towards the retreating camp of Wala.

In mid-air, the eagle howled.

Behind most of Wala, the sound of hooves protruded.

Countless flames lit up with a whoosh, and a large army rushed out without warning.

This team is exactly Zhao Shanhe and his Western Frontier Army.

Hearing the sound of drums on the city wall, he already knew that his side had already started to counterattack, and it was time for them to make a move.

"Kill, cut off the savage hooves of these dogs and mothers!"

The sullenness and resentment accumulated these days, at this time, completely exploded and turned into killing intent.

Being pinched by the front and rear sides, the Wala army was in chaos again.

More than [-] horses and horses were completely tangled up in the open ground under Longmen City.

The Chinese chariot that Dama was riding in had already been cut down, the envoys on it had been hacked to a bloody mess, and the cowhide drum was trampled underfoot.

There are shouts of killing, screams, the sound of swords cutting through muscles and bones, the sound of weapons and armor colliding, the sound of hooves and horses hissing...

Amidst all this chaos, there is a voice that is still so vivid.

That's the drumbeat.

Rapid drumming.

It is better than the horn of charge, which makes people's hearts surge and blood boil.

Shen Fengchu's long sword slashed at Dama's bone staff heavily, and the bone staff that had already developed several cracks finally shattered unbearably, countless fragments splashed, Shen Fengchu's long sword broke through the staff, and cut deeply into Dama's shoulders.

"Did you hear that? That's our drum, the military drum of our Northwesterners. The drum will not stop, and the battle will continue. Even if there is only one left, it will fight until there is no blood to shed!" He clenched the hilt of his sword and slammed With force, with a click, Dama's right shoulder bone split open, and his entire right arm was cut off obliquely by him.

Under the tremendous pain, Dama swayed violently, seeing Shen Fengchu's horizontal sword slashing, he just barely raised his left hand to protect his vitals.

Zhan Yujian cut off his left wrist and crossed his neck.

puff!
Dama's neck was broken, his head flew high, and blood spurted out from his neck like a spring. After shaking from side to side several times, he slowly fell down.

"The High Priest!"

Not far away, he rushed to the nearby lieutenant general and screamed.

"His Royal Highness, Ma!"

In the distance, Chen Qiyi had already led the team to rush in front of Shen Fengchu, shouting loudly.

Stunning his feet, Shen Fengchu jumped off the horse that Chen Qi helped him bring over, "Where's the concubine Shizi?!"

"She was beating drums on the city wall!" Chen Qi slashed a backhanded knife, hacked open an Oirat soldier, and replied loudly.

"Okay!" Shen Fengchu breathed a sigh of relief.

She's out of the lineup, good!

Without her, he can fight freely without any scruples.

(End of this chapter)