More than 10,000 soldiers shouted and fought, and the Hedong Army guards waved swords beside him, throwing the enemy's blood and heads, making Fu Yu, who had stepped onto the battlefield for the first time, feel confused. He looked at his robes and roared with the Xuanwu Army warriors who were rolling on the saddle. However, he shouldn't rush up and bite the enemy like a beast.

"Does go."

Fu Yu stood with a knife, looking in shock at the battle scene that was never tragic, completely filled with blood and ugliness. Suddenly, someone kicked his hips. This kick was extremely powerful. He kicked Yang Hao out. At the same time, his figure fell out, a cold light flashed, and he barely hit the place where he had just stood.

Kick him down to Hu Bugui, Li Cunxiao's personal guard. Hu Bugui is no older than him. He looks like a bandit in his forties. He is usually taciturn. So although Fu Yu is a guard with him, he can't get close to him. Unexpectedly, he saved his life at the critical moment.

Hu Bugui was not angry when he saw him standing there holding a knife, looking around, looking like he was about to advance but retreat. He understood this truth in his heart. There were so many people who had just entered the battlefield, but as long as he crawled out of the pile of dead people, he would go from a guardian dog to a prairie wolf.

He was fighting against the enemy. Seeing a Xuanwu army soldier who was falling off the horse, slashing at Fu Yu with a knife. Hu Bugui hurriedly took the step forward, kicked Fu Yu away, saving the new recruit's life. However, his kick was not enough to stop and was hit hard by the Xuanwu army's steel knife. He screamed in pain and fell forward.

These Xuanwu army knights attacked the camp. Everyone rode a horse with armor and bows and arrows on their backs. They hung knives under their ribs, held long spears, got on horseback and used guns, fired bows and arrows from a distance, and wore armor. In order to try their best to preserve their elite strength, Kang Huaizhen took great pains.

Now that the military equipment in Bianliang City is in short supply, he has done his best to use such equipment to arm them. The Xuanwu Army has only a few cavalry.

However, he had miscalculated Li Cunxiao's reaction ability, and did not expect that Li Cunxiao's army would be so strict. After the successful attack on the camp, he could not fail to cause a bomb. Moreover, with Li Cunxiao's own prestige, he stopped the chaos with just a loud shout. Now the 600 heroes may have survived in vain.

However, the tiger-bearing men brought out by Kang Huaizhen were all deathful people. Although they knew that they were trapped in the enemy camp and the commander had left, they still refused to surrender. The warrior hit Hu Bugui's leg with a knife, and took advantage of his tilt to fall forward and took a step forward. The knife in his hand was raised. He cut off his neck with a "puff".

He never thanked him, never gave him a smile of friendship. The comrades who saved his life were separated into two pieces without even a sound. Fu Yu couldn't help but feel demented: This is the cruelty and ugliness of the battlefield. However, who said it was not tragic and lang? Behind the blood. In the cruelty of the enemy, there was no strong feeling of robe and brotherhood.

His eyes slowly turned red, just like the soldiers who were fighting desperately with all their means, showing blood-devouring madness. He roared and waved his sword and slashed at the Xuanwu Army warrior.

In his rage and madness, his blood was boiling all over his body. Hu Bugui's death seemed to give him endless strength, courage and murderous aura. He poured his pupils into blood, and he roared with every slash, as if he was crazy.

But his spiritual Taichung still maintains a bright light. He still remembers what Li Cunxiao told him on weekdays: "You cannot use all the power, you cannot enjoy all the blessings, and you cannot take advantage of all the advantages. Everything is the same principle, and it is also the same to kill people with a knife. You must concentrate every knife. But you must keep three points of strength. Only in this way can you use the knife to close the knife and it will be fast. The knife is continuous like a storm. It makes the opponent unable to even breathe."

Fu Yuxin only remembered Li Cunxiao's instructions, and now he doesn't know any clever sword skills. His own aura is not very clever. But relying on the courage of blood and courage in anger, he remembers Li Cunxiao's guidance on using the sword to transport his strength. He slashed down with one knife. It turned out to be murderous intent. His sword skills were sharp, like a god of killing possession.

The Northern Han warrior was taken advantage of by him and was wearing armor. His movements were far less flexible than Fu Yu who rushed to the battlefield, even without light armor. He slashed down with one knife on the other, one knife on the left and one knife on the right. He kept slashing down. A mistake was made, and Fu Yu had already slashed down like a whirlwind, slashing and dragging him on the neck. With a "pop" sound, the head was raised, and a blood spurted out two feet high.

The blood splattered Fu Yu's face. He stretched out his hand and screamed. He raised the slightly curled steel knife and rushed behind the Xuanwu Army soldier who was pressing down a Hedong Army and slashing it. He slashed it like a wooden stake. With a "sweep", he cut it from the backbone between the two of the Xuanwu Army soldier to the tailbone. The tip of the knife was deep. Since the man came out of the small strand, he was only three inches away from the lower body of the Xuanwu Army officer.

The Hedong Army was also shocked by his fierce sword in the moment of flashing lightning. In the blazing flames, Fu Yu was covered in blood and ferocious. Before the Hedong Army could thank him, Fu Yu had already decisively put away his sword and rushed towards the next opponent like a whirlwind.

Li Cunxiao fought in a group of melee in the camp, but Li Cunxiao followed Kang Huaizhen out of the camp. At the beginning, there were several personal soldiers who wanted to hurry up. As a result, they were rushed by the enemy and us, and they lost the figure of the main general. Li Cunxiao was sure that the enemy would not use the same trick again, so he rested at ease after attacking again.

As a result, Kang Huaizhen's sneak attack came, which was like giving him a loud slap in front of his subordinates. Li Cunxiao was both ashamed and annoyed, and his anger had reached 12%. He pursued Kang Huaizhen's horse and just wanted to kill this uneasy general of the Xuanwu Army, and he let out a sneer.

Kang Huaizhen looked back halfway and saw that no soldiers were brought back by him. He couldn't help but feel sad. But the man in a cloth robe and holding a double hammer was still chasing him and screaming. He suddenly felt angry. He turned around and fought with Li Cunxiao again. He fought for more than ten rounds and was cut open by Li Cunxiao on his left shoulder.
Chapter completed!