After a sword, Pei Min walked out of the ethereal realm as soon as possible, looking at all directions, but shouting in his heart, "What a pity" if this sword kills Mosremasa, the situation in the West can be decided.

Both of them were under high-speed sprint. After passing this move, they immediately crossed their horses and passed by. Even if they turned around and chased them, they would not have much chance to catch up with the enemy and would affect the soldiers' assault.

Losing big because of small things!

Pei Min had to continue rushing forward.

The guns and swords intertwined, and under the sharpness of the Qin Emperor's sword, all the knots of weapons were ordinary iron. The most vanguard of the Arab warrior fell down with weapons at both ends.

Before he could breathe, with the sharp sound of breaking the wind, an iron spear stabbed in front of him like a poisonous snake. The tip of the spear was fluttering and suddenly shook into a gun flower and stabbed Pei Min's chest. Before the spear arrived, it had already caused a sound of breaking through the air.

Pei Min put his backhand on the handle of the gun, followed the situation, and opened the opponent's spear, and opened a hole in the enemy's chest.

"Good guy!"

Pei Min cried inwardly, judging from the costumes, the other party was an ordinary soldier, but the combat power of these ordinary soldiers should not be underestimated. Time did not allow him to sigh more, and three more enemy cavalry rushed towards him with long spears.

Pei Min lowered his body and dodged the spear, and swept the sword with his backhand at the same time: the neck blood was squirting more than one foot high, and he flew into the sky at dawn with six horses.

Before Pei Min recovered, another spear came to him.

This is the battlefield. No matter how high the martial arts skills are, there is no room for slackness.

But Pei Min's swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation, and his martial arts have long been simplified. He has been free from the constraints of moves, and he will kill the enemy in the future.

No matter how many enemies there are, wherever Pei Min goes, he assassinated the enemy in the fastest and easiest way.

Seeing him killing people on the battlefield is as simple as eating and drinking water, without any effort, brave Arab soldiers in front of him were like paper.

Pei Min is a good commander, but obviously not a good general.

There is no general under his sword, but he lacks the passion that makes the soldiers' blood boil.

Lei Wanchun obviously did better in this regard.

Thunder and Wanchun's energy surrounds the enemy of ten thousand men. He was flying under the double hammers and shouted again and again. He did not pursue anything else, but only wanted to be happy.

Even if the enemy's spear stabbed into his body, he would not defend it. Instead, he swung it over with a hammer, leaving scars on his body, and would smash the enemy's head to crack.

Brave and tough!

This kind of courage directly affects the momentum of the soldiers, causing the soldiers to burst into a terrible aura of sacrificing their lives.

The troops under Randalai were also elite Arabs, but they were obviously much inferior to the first army of the Tang Dynasty, Shen Ce Army. With the fierce momentum brought by Lei Wanchun, they could only be beaten for a while.

Landa came and saw the Tang army's elite cavalry rushing, like a group of ghosts emerging from hell, slaughtering the soldiers under his command, and was angry and regretful.

Unexpectedly, I was concerned about gains and losses for a while, and actually put my soldiers in such a dilemma.

He thought that the Tang army did not dare to act rashly, but he did not expect the other party's decisiveness to be far beyond his expectations.

Just as they were thinking about what to do, the front army was in turmoil.

Landa looked into the turbulent place and saw a tall knight wearing a huge battle helmet rushing towards him with his hands dancing with hammers.

He looked around and a terrifying look appeared on the faces of the soldiers beside him.

Landa has seen a brave man, but there are very few brave men like Lei Wanchun, and it is difficult for the entire Arab to find a few people.

Yahan was one of them at the beginning, but I heard that he died at the hands of General Tang. Could it be this person?

Although it was only a short confrontation, Lei Wanchun had already made the enemy scared.

Not tolerate too much timidity from the soldiers under his command, Landa waved his swords and shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, no matter how strong this thief is, he is just a person! This guy despises our army and personally leads people into our army's formation. Our army is several times more than him. It is God who gave us the head of this beast!"

Landa gritted her teeth and waved her swords hard to command.

If it were someone else, he would have already gone forward, but Lei Wanchun's personal strength was too scary.

Landa had a venomous snake-like nature, so she dared not come forward. She pretended to be calm and commanded in the rear, waiting for the opportunity to attack Mosremasa on both sides.

However, Lei Wanchun actually drove straight in and led the Shen Ce army into the hinterland in one breath and rushed towards him.

Landa dared not escape, but when she ran away, her morale collapsed.

It can be explained that he cannot retreat. If he runs away, he will not be able to continue to act as a general.

At this moment, Landa could only let the soldiers press on and buy some time for himself.

But Lei Wanchun came too quickly, and he and his soldiers collided straight towards the front like iron walls. The soldiers he was proud of could not resist the other party's footsteps and were no match for them at all.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the Arab cavalry fell on their backs.

Landa could hardly breathe, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.

Seeing his troops piercing each other bit by bit, killing closer little by little, Randa could hardly believe his eyes.

This time Landa didn't shout anymore, but she felt like she was in a state of anger.

"kill!"

He roared and led the five hundred assault cavalry beside him to straighten their bodies on the horse's backs, spewing out violently from behind the formation like lava.

He did not confront Lei Wanchun head-on, but instead tried to avoid Lei Wanchun's main force from the flanks and break out from the side.

After only less than ten steps, Landa was shocked.

Lei Wanchun discovered his purpose and rushed towards him alone.

"Bastard!" Landa screamed in dismay, frightened and almost fell off his horse.

In the blink of an eye, Lei Wanchun rushed to him with a scorching wind.

Landa's heart almost jumped out of the cavity, watching the huge hammer illuminate him.

He shouted, and threw the swords in his hands towards Lei Wanchun's chest with both hands, and at the same time turned over and jumped off the horse's back to the side. Although there were chaotic enemy and cavalry around him, there was a possibility of being trampled on. However, even if he was trampled into meat paste by a war horse, he would never want to face Lei Wanchun, a vicious guy!

Lei Wanchun was a little surprised when facing this sudden move, but he was not afraid, and just raised his arm slightly.

His iron hammer was as big as a wine jar, which was one point larger than a small round shield, and more effective than a shield. He directly knocked his swords away, and followed the translation of the gourd, and hit the hammer with a flying hammer.

At this moment, Landa was still in the air and had no way to dodge, and was in the chest.

Landa felt that she had already flown up like a cloud and fog, glided in the air for a long distance, and then lost all her consciousness and died.
Chapter completed!