Zhang Jiuyan was also happy to see this, but Zhang Jiuyan pointed at the last face of Wang Ziyong and said:

"Gao Jie, you have to remember that the impact on the battlefield is really limited. If you shoot hundreds or thousands of people to death, it will be difficult to change the direction of the war.

But if you shoot the opponent's main general to death, it will directly establish the victory. Do you understand the difference between these?"

To put it simply, it means shooting a horse first when shooting a man, capturing a thief first, and killing the leader. No matter how many subordinates there are, they will be defeated.

Gao Jie suddenly realized, nodded excitedly, and said, "Brother, please be fine."

After saying that, Gao Jie turned around, looked at Wang Ziyong, and aimed at him.

He calmed down and finally Gao Jie suddenly shot the sharp arrow in his hand at Wang Ziyong.

The sharp arrow sounded like a lightning bolt, splitting the sky, cutting off the isolation, and with lightning speed, it immediately arrived in front of Wang Ziyong.

"Prince, be careful!"

Li Zicheng, who was on the other side, saw Gao Jie shooting at Li Jian, was shocked and hurriedly reminded him, but when he said that, Li Jian had already reached a close place.

Wang Zi was observing and calling his subordinates, young and strong Luo Luo, who was angry at the worthless death and injury of his subordinates, but he expected that Gao Jie shot a cold arrow at him at this time.

When he was talking, he was soon reminded by Li Zicheng's voice, Wang Ziyong only felt a shadow appear in front of him.

The king should not stop his life, so he should not think too much. He instinctively swept his sword across the block.

With a clang, the sharp arrow shot heavily on Wang Ziyeng's machete, which only made Wang Ziyeng's hand shudder with a burst of excitement. Finally, the knife was knocked out and left.

Li Jian was blocked by a machete, and most of the force was gone. Although he did not land, he still shot Wang Ziyong's shoulder with his spare force.

However, at this time the strength and accuracy have changed greatly. Only the arm is pressed, which naturally cannot threaten Wang Ziyong's life.

However, even so, blood flowed from Wang Ziyi's arm, and the scene was shocked.

"Zhang Jiuyan, you are too bullying. Please pray to God and Buddha, don't fall into my hands, otherwise, I want you to be broken into pieces and you won't die well. I will chop you up and feed the dog, then chop the dog up and throw it into the river to feed the fish."

Wang Ziyong was furious and hissed, tore his clothes torn into a strip of cloth, hugged the wound of his arm tightly, and then cursed Zhang Jiuyan.

"Hahaha,,,"

Facing the furious Wang Ziyong, Zhang Jiuyan was even more happy and couldn't help laughing.

This emotion further inspired the Dragon Scale Sharp's confidence in fighting. Everyone looked at Wang Ziyong and his group, all of them were like watching a child play house.

"Kill me, whoever kills Zhang Jiuyan, let him sit in the position of my leader."

In a hurry, Wang Ziyong stopped staying behind to command, but instead went into battle and rushed forward with a knife.

In order to inspire people, he also said that he would give way to the throne if he killed Zhang Jiuyan.

But I just listen to this, don't take it seriously. If someone really kills Zhang Jiuyan and runs to be the leader, then he is seeking death.

If you really want to kill Zhang Jiuyan, at most you will be promoted and rewarded with gold and silver.
Chapter completed!