"I will support your family." Fang Mu said.

At the same time, Fang Mu thought that if there were evil people around him, Fan Kuai's bodyguard protection might not be so embarrassed.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun is still young. If Zhao Yun could grow into adolescence, perhaps he would be able to roar in this situation just now: Zhao Zilong of Changshan is here, don’t hurt my master.

Looking at Sun Li's body on the horse's back, Fang Mu lamented in a low voice. If they hadn't chased and killed him just now, Yao Pingzhong might not have had such a thing.

But no one expected that Yao Pingzhong would be able to kill someone before he died.

Fang Mu asked Hua Rong to take Sun Li's body with him.

The two retreated backwards and there were no ambushers set up by Zhong Shidao along the way. Then Fang Mu began to gather the defeated soldiers, the flags rolled up, and the dispersed soldiers surrounded the flags.

There are people everywhere on the battlefield, and many people cannot see the distance after entering the battle, so the importance of the military flag is unquestionable.

However, after Shi Jin and Wang Jin fought for sixty or seventy rounds on the battlefield, Wang Jin's confidant came over to report: "General Wang, General Han Cunhu, General Zhong Shuai, let you go back."

Wang Jin repelled Shi Jin, took a deep look at his disciples, and then took the stick without hesitation.

Shi Jin did not chase him, and he could sense that there seemed to be no murderous intention in his master's stick.

Han Cunhu attacked the two of them from both sides, trying to get out, but he couldn't move forward and backward.

Yang Zhishan's two generals dragged him tightly.

"Get out! Let your lives be spared today." Han Cunhu cursed.

The Shanshi smiled grimly, "Get out of here, you are so lucky, and I will spare my life. I will tell you that since you are here, don't think about leaving. Have a taste of your Grandpa Shan's big stick."

Han Cunhu fled with a fake move and ran away. Yang Zhi stepped forward to cut off the horse's legs. Han Cunhu put his back on his barb and forced Yang Zhi to retreat with a barb.

An arrow suddenly shot from a distance

Han Cunhu's scalp was numb, and the tassel helmet on his head was hit by an arrow. Han Cunhu was in pain and roared and clamped the horse's legs.

Shan Shiqi took the opportunity to stab him with a stick. Han Cunhu was shot down and off the horse, and then was subdued by Shan Shiqi and Yang Zhi who were caught up.

Above the mountains and forests, Guan Yu single-handedly held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and rushed towards Zhong Shidao with a green rainbow light. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was dragged to the ground and pulled out long knife marks. Other ordinary soldiers around him could not even get close to Guan Yu.

Zhong Shidao commanded five thousand elite soldiers fully armed with swords and shields to fight with Guan Yu.

Looking at Guan Yu who was single-handedly, Zhong Shidao's eyes were deep and his hands were carried behind him.

In fact, he didn't want to use some methods too early, because he was exiled to the border because of his sharpness. This is nothing more than a weak ruler and a strong minister. It is not a good thing to show his sharpness.

At that time, he was far ahead of his rank in the court, which led to other military generals being far from comparable to him. Although Zong Ze was strong, he was too self-protection and stepped down early to support his family.

Over the years, Master Zhong secretly trained an elite force.

He had no dissatisfaction. This elite was also trained for the Song Dynasty. In order to one day this elite team could become the trump card of the Song Dynasty and turn the tide in the crisis of the Song Dynasty. He didn't want to see how the people in the world looked at him. He only knew that he had a clear conscience.

These five thousand people are the strongest spear that Zhong Shidao has trained on the border for decades. On the border, they are called Zhonghu Guard by other soldiers.

The Tiger Guards selected border warriors to join the army, eat three meals a day and practice for 20 a month.

You must first fight and win every first battle.

The limit is 5,000 people, and if there is a shortage, the army will choose those with extraordinary talents to make up for it.

For decades, this kind of tiger guard has been trained as a real tiger teacher. Every person who is placed outside can stand alone and can serve as a centurion and chief of capital.

But today I have to use these five thousand people. Even if His Majesty is afraid of him later, he will use this elite force to clear the obstacles of the world for the Song Dynasty.

"Stand up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living and the people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages." Mr. Zhong silently recited this sentence in his heart.

Teachers and students are dull and cannot reach your level.

But I will be on duty and do what I do and what I don’t do.

Making up his mind, Master Zhong’s eyebrows were filled with magic.

A shackle that bound them was broken in the five thousand people!

Clam Clam Clam

A rich black air burst out from them.

The infinite black air rose three thousand feet, dimming the clouds in the sky. The next moment, the black air reunited, causing the dark clouds under the sky to roll endlessly.

The rich black air in the glory is like clouds falling down from the sky.

Five thousand people were covered with black evil spirits, and the sharp swords, hard shields, and copper armor were attached with a layer of black energy.

In the sky above the dark clouds, a lion crawled on the dark clouds, condensed from black fog stretched out its body, and dozens of feet of huge body was like a god coming to the dust. The rolling black fog flowed on the surface of the lion's body like life.

The shocking changes alarmed everyone on both sides of the battlefield.

Everyone looked up at the top of the mountain, which had turned into a land of black fog.

What happened there.

Everyone was frightened and uneasy.

Guan Yu's phoenix eyes widened a little. He recognized what this was. He had seen it in the Central Han Dynasty, but he never thought that he would meet such an elite army in Xinsong.

He knew that the elite army in the Central Han Dynasty could condense evil clouds and even guide evil clouds to turn into military souls.

An army that condenses military spirits and an ordinary army are completely different from each other, and it is like a world of difference.

This army actually condensed the military spirit.

The army in Zhonghan can definitely be called a famous teacher.

Even if you accidentally die here.

But Guan Yu was not afraid and did not retreat.

Instead, a stronger fighting spirit arises.

You will immediately gain fame and fortune, so why fear life and death are scattered in the cycle of reincarnation?

The military soul master above the clouds roared angrily, not lion's roar, but like the roar of countless iron-blooded warriors, roaring heart-wrenching arrogance, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The wind blew in the ground in the woods, and murderous intent penetrated through the sky.

The majestic murderous intent penetrated into Guan Yu's heart like a cold arrow.

The cold murderous intent seemed to freeze his blood.

Guan Yu's movements were one foot slower.

Then the chill in his heart melted by his hot blood.

The horse steps on the joint camp and turns red fog, and the knife rises and the blue dragon rolls white clouds.

"kill!"

Guan Yu shouted in a deep voice, and the cold light of the Qinglong Yanyue blade in his hand was like a thread of white clouds, and a green dragon flew past the clouds.

The shield in the hands of the first row of shield soldiers was instantly cut off!

The sharp sword light instantly tore the armor of the warrior behind, and the remaining momentum was not diminished and the three armors were broken backwards!

For ordinary generals, breaking the Three Armors with one sword is a feat, but it is too easy for Guan Yunchang, who has already refined qi and transformed into gods to a high level.

This sword that condensed his whole body's energy and spirit could break through hundreds of armors, and the sword light was covered with blood.

But this sword fell on these five thousand kinds of tiger guards, and the Qi on the sword was dispersed and evenly carried by the entire army of five thousand people.

It only caused the black fog outside their bodies to surge for a while and then calmed down.

"Fight! Fight!"

The tiger guards of the planting tiger are not afraid of death. The tiger guards on both sides stepped forward and walked forward to Guan Yu's rear, and wanted to surround him and kill him in the military formation!
Chapter completed!