Chapter 306: Killed with One Strike

At this time, they still had more than 20 boats on the river and had not landed yet.

"We can win!" Zhao Pan was relieved and laughed, "Boys, push these bastards back to the river. I want to see the old thief jump into the river with my own eyes!"

With his order as the boundary, the Yuan people got over the initial panic and began to calm down and organize a counterattack.

The army began to push back from shrinking, pushing back to the north little by little.

Every advance was accompanied by a river of blood.

However, the Xunzhou army did not return to the river, but retreated westward under pressure.

The terrain in the west is higher, and there is a large field behind.

They also understood that if they were forced to go to the river and still lost, there would be only one way to die.

He Lingchuan waved the Tenglong spear to kill several people in a row, and heard a scream not far away. It turned out that a Yuan soldier had half of his head smashed by the artillery, and half of his scalp was lifted off, hanging on his ear. He Lingchuan could see red and white things seeping out of his skull by the firelight.

He fell to the ground, but he was not dead yet. He only knew to reach out to the crowd and wailed non-stop.

He Lingchuan finally softened his heart and shot a gun through the throat.

This man died instantly, which was considered a relief.

He Lingchuan took a look at the overall situation of the battlefield while drawing his gun. He saw that there were vast seas of people on both sides, shouts and screams intertwined, and there were artillery and stone throwing to help, earth and rocks splashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

This scene can be called purgatory.

In a trance, he remembered that no matter in reality or dreams, this was the first time he had personally experienced a large-scale battle. The two sides had a total of 60,000 to 70,000 people fighting on the field.

Chaos was the main theme here. Personal strength was so small in such a large-scale battle that it was not worth mentioning.

However, just as he had such a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart, more than a hundred riders and horses suddenly rushed out of the woods not far behind the Yuan Army and rushed straight to the Yuan Army's commander.

The closer they got, the faster they accelerated.

The horse was a good horse, and the riding skills were even more superb. The Yuan soldiers along the way either didn't react, or were about to swing their blades at the Yuan army, but were chopped off by the horse!

In the melee, these more than a hundred riders were like a sharp knife piercing the heart of the Yuan army. The knights at the "tip of the knife" were so imposing that they chopped the enemy like cutting vegetables, as if they were in an empty space.

On his way forward, some soldiers were even blown away by the surging air before they even got close.

In just a few breaths, these more than a hundred riders tore open the outer defense of the Yuan army in the noisy smoke and dust.

He Lingchuan glanced back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately urged his horse to rush to the high ground:

The one running at the front of the team was Hong Chenglue!

He seized the opportunity very accurately. The Xunzhou soldiers were beaten back step by step by the Yuan army, so the Yuan army naturally had to divide its forces to chase to the river bank, and the number of people around the commander was naturally reduced.

But no matter how few there were, there were still four or five hundred guards, all of whom were elite Yuan army.

In the panic, no one noticed that He Lingchuan threw something over.

Hong Chenglue seemed to ignore them completely. The guards shouted and rushed forward to intercept him. Hong Chenglue kicked the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse accelerated suddenly. He took the opportunity to swing his arm and threw the spear as a javelin!

The power and speed of this move were really not inferior to the Dafeng Army.

And the spear body crackled with blue light, sparks and lightning all the way, and it was actually attached to the power of thunder!

Its speed was so fast that the two elite guards on the side tried to intercept it but failed.

The tip of the spear pointed at He Chunhua who was protected by everyone!

Hong Chenglue had been enduring in the forest for a long time. Even if the Xun people were defeated and retreated to the north, he turned a blind eye and waited for a good opportunity to settle accounts with the murderer of his wife.

He Chunhua just turned his head and saw lightning flashing, dazzling his eyes, and was scared to death.

He wanted to hide, but the powerful energy of the gun locked him, and he couldn't even move his neck.

Hong Chenglue concentrated the energy of more than a hundred people on himself, and he was bound to compete with him.

Seeing that the long spear was about to come and pierce He Chunhua's head, but at this moment, a yellow light flashed in front of He Chunhua, and a tall figure stood like a mountain, blocking He Chunhua tightly!

The long spear pierced the figure with a puff, moving forward and backward, piercing through.

Although it had not yet exhausted its remaining power and wanted to rush out to pierce He Chunhua, the figure reached out and grabbed the end of the gun, pulled it out and threw it away!

The wound had no blood, and lightning raged all over its body, but it still stood with its head held high, facing Hong Chenglue.

The soldiers on the side were all exclaiming and grateful.

The sweat on He Chunhua's forehead only flowed down at this time.

Blocking in front of him was a golden-armored bronze man with a height of more than 15 feet!

Of course he knew that this was a new toy made by his son. He saw it strolling in the woods two days ago. He Chunhua didn't expect it to be put to use so soon.

If there was no bronze man as a human shield, he would still be beheaded in the midst of the army.

Although his vision was blocked and He Chunhua didn't have time to see the face of the attacker, he guessed who it was at once, and his heart was chilled.

The uneasiness of the past few days came true, Hong Chenglue really came.

There was a deep hatred between them, and one of them must die here.

The golden-armored bronze man appeared out of thin air and overwhelmed the two kite riders. Hong Chenglue was only three feet away from it. At the current speed of the horse, couldn't he reach it with just a kick?

Everyone saw that Hong Chenglue almost crashed into the arms of the golden-armored bronze man with his horse!

With such an amazing impact, even the golden-armored bronze man with a solid lower body was knocked off balance and took a wrong step back before he could stand firm.

Of course, under He Lingchuan's control, it would not miss this opportunity. It clasped its arms together in a bear hug, trying to squeeze Hong Chenglue against its chest.

He Lingchuan learned this trick from Meng Shan.

It is a pity that Hong Chenglue's movements were as nimble as he was at that time. Although the horse hit the copper and iron bones and broke its tendons and bones and screamed loudly, Hong Chenglue himself jumped up and unsheathed his sword!

The ferocious brilliance of that sword is difficult to describe in words.

The golden-armored bronze man paused for a moment, and a crack appeared on his thick neck.

If it were a human being, blood would be splashed from the neck at this time.

Hong Chenglue used his strength to step on its shoulder and rushed towards He Chunhua again.

As soon as he was blocked by the bronze man in golden armor, He Chunhua turned around and ran wildly in the opposite direction, regardless of his embarrassment.

It's a pity that he is surrounded by people who are now becoming obstacles in the road.

He Chunhua simply hid behind the two tall men.

Hong Chenglue pounced on them, and regardless of how brave the two men were, he cut them off with a single blow!

At this moment, he caught a flash of cold light from the corner of his eye, but it was a long knife thrown towards him.

The sword was so fierce that Hong Chenglue did not dare to be careless. He had to cancel the strike he was preparing for and knocked the sword away first.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the Fusheng knife flew out sideways.

He Chunhua took advantage of this moment and grabbed something from his sleeve.

Hong Chengluo let out a long laugh, and with a flash of his body, he suddenly bullied He Chunhua behind him and stabbed him with his backhand!

Three or four rays of light burst out from He Chunhua's body, all of which appeared suddenly but disappeared. It was a piece of protective magic weapon that was activated, but was destroyed instantly.

With this effort, he took another step.

"Dad!" He Lingchuan arrived on horseback and was shocked when he saw what happened.

Because he saw Hong Chenglue's knife tip passing by the side of He Chunhua's neck!

Light, fast... ruthless!

He Chunhua suddenly lost his balance, covered his neck with one hand and fell to the ground.

Hong Chenglue was about to step forward to take a look, but unexpectedly there was a slight sound of wind behind his head. He turned his head suddenly and saw the long knife shot from the air.

From that angle, there was no one.

This weapon has the ability to spin and pursue?

At the last moment, Hong Chenglue knocked it away again.

The long knife spun twice in the air before flying into He Lingchuan's hand.

It has the characteristic of never giving up until it hurts people, but now its owner calls it back to defend against enemies.

With the sword in hand, the green beast accelerated, and He Lingchuan passed by Hong Chenglue.

"Dang" there was a sound of gold and iron, with a long aftertaste, and the rising air waves knocked all the surrounding soldiers to the ground.

He Lingchuan, who was on horseback, also leaned back, his mouth split and bleeding.

He had just made an angry strike, pouring all his energy and energy into it, coupled with the full power of the green mottled beast, he finally unleashed the most perfect wave slash so far.

Essence, energy, and spirit are all at their peak.

Even the large tent ten feet away behind Hong Chenglue and its pillars thicker than the mouth of a bowl were never interrupted.

However, this sword swing was like cutting down on a mainstay. Not only did it fail to cut Hong Chenglue in half, but He Lingchuan himself was shocked so much that his jaw cracked and his insides felt like he had been hit hard.

You know, Hong Chenglue stood on the ground, moved from stillness, and stabbed him forcefully.

In this round of fighting, He Lingchuan basically concluded that Hong Chenglue's abilities were probably not as good as those of Commander Xiao.

Hong Chenglue himself took three big steps back, each step leaving deeper footprints than the previous one. Only then did he manage to get rid of the momentum on his body, preventing him from falling to the ground.

He Lingchuan was sad, and he felt uncomfortable too. The sword almost flew out of his hand. The opponent's strength was transmitted from the blade, with fire and ice, and it penetrated into the meridians. If he didn't deal with it in time, he would be in big trouble.

Only he knew clearly that there was a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and his internal organs were really shaken.

The sword struck by this young man was full of energy, with impeccable angle and killing intent. The only shortcoming might be that it was not cunning enough.

If he is allowed to grow up, within five years, Yuan Kingdom will have another general.

Thinking of this, Hong Chenglue felt murderous.

He recognized this boy. During the negotiations in Baiming Valley a few days ago, this boy was standing next to He Chunhua. He should be the eldest son of this dead official, He Lingchuan.

Baili Qing's arm was cut off by him, and now it seems that his defeat was not unjust.

What a pity, how could a traitor like He Chunhua deserve such a fierce son?

It's a pity that after such a delay, the surrounding kite soldiers surged in like a tide, surrounding Hong Chenglue in the middle, and separating him from the He family and his son.

Hong Chenglue could only look at He Lingchuan with regret.

He Lingchuan didn't care about causing any more trouble for him, and jumped off his horse to see He Chunhua: "Dad!"

He has been living with the He family for more than a few months since time travel, and his relationship with this cheap dad, He Chunhua, is actually delicate, as he is both distant and wary. However, seeing him fall to the ground with a fatal knife, He Lingchuan's heart was in his throat.

He Chunhua is the head coach of the Xiazhou Army, how could he fall at this time!