Chapter 194

"Kill!"

Meng Yang took the power to kill the enemy general. While roaring, he suddenly threw the Dragon gall bright silver gun forward!

On the tip of his gun was a dead Fu Zhao!

The gun was thrown out, and a bloody Rainbow Bridge crossed in mid air. Fu zhaona's heavy body was the pen edge that sketched the bridge, and he rowed heavily towards the 20000 forward army of Zhu Yan empire.

"Kill!"

Behind Meng Yang, the soldiers who had fought with him for a long time were in high momentum. Everyone's eyes were full of bloodthirsty red Mans. They shouted in unison, and rushed to the enemy array with Meng Yang.

"Come on, defend!"

Fearless, under the command of the deputy general, Zhu Yan's forward army arranged a defensive formation in a hurry.

But it's too late.

Who could have thought that Fu Zhao, who had high hopes, was stabbed through his chest by the enemy without even saying a word?

Just a moment ago, they were still beating drums and cheering for their general!

There were many sword and shield men in front of the array, even the shields were put aside. At this time, they were busy picking them up from the ground and putting them in a hurry.

The shield array didn't open, and the long spearmen behind couldn't start. They had to cut in at every opportunity. They hurriedly handed out the long spear wherever there was a gap to stop the other party's fierce momentum.

It is conceivable that such an array has some combat power?

This is the reason why Chen Ze has not understood why he has to make a one-on-one play.

Cha -!

Just as the enemy's formation was about to be completed, Meng Yang, who was riding a horse, had already stepped into the formation.

He pulled the reins fiercely with one hand, clamped his legs on the horse's stomach, jumped off the horse, jumped high under the pain, and just jumped over the shield array that the knife and shield hands couldn't stand up.

The unity of man and horse is still in the air. The Dragon gall and silver spear pierced a little cold, and then came the blood flowers blooming in the canopy.

utterly routed!

How good is Zhao Yun's riding skill? In the battle of Changbanpo, he went in and out seven times. Cao rescued the young master. Compared with that time, this is a team of only 20000 people, which is still not in formation. What can he do?

One man, one shot, one horse.

Meng Yang rushed into the array and killed wherever he went. There was no enemy under the gun. He alone rushed the enemy array and was angry for a time.

Zhu Yan's formation collapsed for thousands of miles. The more than 10000 soldiers behind Meng Yang were wolves into the sheep. They followed Meng Yang and expanded the torn opening of the enemy again, like a sharp knife, cutting one knife after another in Zhu Yan's forward array.

bloodshed.

see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind.

At the head of bo'an City, Zhu Yan's generals, including Zong Chengye, couldn't bear to see it again.

Lost.

And still lost in a mess.

Two words came out of everyone's heart: complete defeat.

So, is that why the other party only sent 10000 people to fight?

Because... There's no need to send more people?

Just 10000 people, they have wiped out 20000 people on their own side. Looking at the leading enemy man, although he is bleeding all over, everyone knows that no half of the blood is his own, all of it

All belong to Zhu Yan's soldiers!

Zong Chengye stared blankly, even without the idea of ordering the withdrawal of troops.

Because it's not necessary!

In such a short time, the deafening cry of fighting and killing under the city had gradually faded, and almost all the forward Army soldiers he had high hopes for fell into a pool of blood.

A few of them were still running towards the moat, but the crazy man rode his horse behind him. He was ruthless and didn't even want to stay alive!

Of course not, because this was what Chen Ze told Meng Yang before he left the war.

"Where's the archer?"

"Where's the catapult?"

"What are you doing? Fuck, fight! Kill this bastard!"

A general roared wildly, slapped the frightened archer with a roar, grabbed the bow from his hand, raised his hand and shot an arrow under the city.

With Meng Yang's close pursuit, he has now entered the attack range of the garrison at the head of the city!

"Huh?"

Meng Yang, who was bloodthirsty, was actually very calm. The cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes. At the same time, he lifted his body and shot right on the arrow.

Just listen to a pop.

I don't know whether it was intentional or coincidental. The arrow split by him was impartial and hit the last Zhu Yan soldier who was about to jump into the moat.

It can be regarded as completing the task assigned by Chen Ze, leaving none!

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh!

The bows and strings on the city head rang, and the flying arrows came like locusts.

Awakened by the general's angry drink, the soldiers found that the reckless man had entered the range of attack. It was polite to start with a round of arrows and rain.

The soldiers beside the catapult are also struggling to load ammunition. Although they are half a beat slower than the archers, they can see that they will also join the attack sequence.

"Ha ha ha!"

Under the rain of arrows, Meng Yang was not afraid, but laughed.

The dragon's gall and silver gun danced in his hand, and while blocking the arrows one after another, he also urged the horse to step back. When the arrow rain passed, he even returned to the safety zone with people and horses. Countless stones were thrown at this time, but he could only smash the ground ten feet in front of him into deep pits.

Meng Yang immediately pointed his gun to the city head and shouted:

"Grandson! You're brave enough to come down and fight with grandpa for ten more rounds. What's the ability to shoot cold arrows!"

"Damn it!"

Being pointed at by the nose and scolded as a grandson, Zhu Yanzhong's generals all look blue and angry. When they lift their weapons, they will rush downstairs. They want to order Qi's troops and horses to compete with Meng Yang.

"Stop!"

But Zong Chengye drank the impulsive general with a blue face.

"General Zong!"

The man blushed and roared, "shall we let this bastard shout in the city?"

"Millions of people are blocked in the city by 10000 people and dare not move. If so, it's better to die!"

Pop!

Zong Chengye rushed forward with an arrow, slapped the general in the face and said, "wake up, is that 10000 people?"

"He dares to shout outside with so few troops. Are you sure this is not a method of provocation?"

"Are you sure they didn't ambush more people outside, waiting for us to rush out and work hard?"

"After such a long time, have you ever seen follow-up troops coming from each other's camp?"

"There is no one in the camp. What about them?"

"Where are the people?"

"Where has the man gone?"

"Fool!"

Zong Chengye's roar was higher than a roar. He was not only slapped, but also stunned by the general's roar, together with the angry generals next to him.

Yeah.

What about the other person?

It is clear that there are no less than 500000 troops deployed outside the city on this side.

But... Where are they?