Chapter 102: Red Tiger Blood River

This chapter recommends that BgM "Fengmingshanzhi" comes from seeing the dragon unloading the armor. It doesn't matter if you listen to it, because I really don't need this spray, and the bronze is just for everyone's sake.
Seeing this domineering trend, Wan Yanfei's face changed suddenly! A pair of gold sledgehammers crossed and held high.
"broken!"
Ye Zhen roared, and the broadsword pulled out a cold light, and fell down instantly!
This knife! Actually, Wan Yanfei even led the horse, killing two swords!
The corpses were undecided, but they were separated under the sword, four corpses flew past Ye Zhen's sides.
In the cold light of Ye Zhen's eyes, visceral blood will show up!
"boom!"
Ye Zhen inserted the big knife into the yellow sand, and the broken corpse (corpse) fell to the ground.
"Uh ..."
The drums trembled, and a gold armour stood before the 200,000 army, but there was no one enemy!
"what!"
suddenly! Ye Zhenxuan looked at the 200,000 Jinbing army and issued a loud roar.
However, this roar made the front Jinbing take a step back, and the steed hissed, which was actually deterred by Ye Zhen's murderous body!
"Hahaha ....."
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen laughed at Yang Tian, ​​and the commander Jin Bing, who was nearly half a year old, had broken a steel tooth and finally swallowed it with blood.
The voice was hoarse, and Wan Yanzhen's hoarse voice said, "Can't wait any longer! My 200,000 army's fighting intentions, was actually consumed by this man, really a tiger!"
"expensive...!"
The Jinbing marching horn sounded, Ye Zhen returned to his horseback, with a thousand black armored soldiers behind him, Xiao killed solemnly!
"kill!"
A loud roar, a thousand black armored warriors held up their long-handled sword, and a black armor "should" ring, rushing towards the 200,000 army, there is no enemy!
Wan Yan really screamed, "The right pioneer listened to the order and killed all the thieves, killing them on the spot!"
"kill!"
On the right side of the 200,000 army, 10,000 iron horses leap forward, followed by 10,000 infantrymen!
The two armies fought, Tieqi took the brunt of the two, and the two collided, and the Mayangs flew in an instant!
A black armored combat rider, with his sword in his hand, fell, and the enemy's head fell to the ground immediately, but the sudden light of the sword flickered on his side, his arms flew up, and blood splattered.
"what!"
With a scream of horror, the only right arm left held up the long knife and slammed it, and the enemy rider smashed the attacker off.
"boom!"
Then the next moment! Another Xuanhua axe struck again, smashing the side armor of the black armored battle rider.
Blood splattered, flowing from the deformed iron face armor seams, people flew to the ground, their eyes were hazy and their consciousness was fuzzy, only blood will be drawn from the yellow sand with blood will, bloodthirsty roar, and the enemy soldiers will be slashed from the waist with two segment!
"what!"
The black armored screamer was screamed, but was caught by two big axe iron hooks, passed through his chest, dragged it, and dragged on the ground at high speed. The yellow sand dents under him had been stained with blood!
"choke!"
A sound of Jianming tore through the sky, and Ying Bai Jianguang passed away!
Among the chaos, the two enemy cavalry who dragged the black armored horses under the sword light of Ye Zhentian turned into flesh and blood, and the dragging stopped, only two axe blades were still inserted. chest.
Knowing that the heart is turning, the sword energy is infinite, and the enemies around the body are separated immediately.
"Boom!"
However, when he just got up and made a loud noise, the black armored combat horse was hit in the back of the head by a sudden sledgehammer, the iron helmet was wrinkled, and it spurted blood.
Before landing, the opposite Jinbing saw this, raised his spear in his hand, and after the cold mang, the black armored battle horse was passed by the spear.
"Snapped..."
The deformed iron surface fell to the ground, revealing a blur of flesh and blood, but still able to see some childish faces.
The mouth can no longer be closed, the blood is flowing down the mouth, the left eye has burst, and the other one is lost, and he chooses to kill others in a flash!
When he rushed forward, the spear penetrated deeper to the end of the spear, facing the gold soldier.
The flesh of Zhang Da's mouth was blurred.
"kill!"
A roar, blood splattered Jinbing's face from his mouth, but Jinbing was still trembling, and the black armor clasped the Jinbing in one hand to avoid escape. He snarled and pulled the axe blade from his chest with his bare hand, leaving his fingers to be cut off.
"Long live Song Dynasty!"
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
The black armour held the axe blade, one blow and one blow, smashing the enemy's neck armor and smashing the neck.
However, just after the final blow, an arrow screamed and passed through the back of the black armor, and the two heads were nailed together.
The killing is not the only one!
Of course, the only idea in each of the black armors is to kill twenty enough books. As long as the heart is not broken, as long as the skull is not dropped, it is full of blood and teeth, and the enemy's neck is torn!
The infantry has arrived, and tens of thousands of frontal spears pierce to Ye Zhen!
"Oh!"
The consciousness in his hands trembled, and the blood brought up was splashing and splashing!
Thousands of sword lights flashed away, dozens of spears and iron heads in front of him, and the head of the enemy, accompanied by blood flying high and empty.
"Ding!"
Conscious and waved again, the broken spear's iron head shot out instantly, passed through the heavy golden soldier's breastplate, and one more. After soaking in blood, it flew out of a hundred feet and fell straight in front of the handsome horse.
Deep into the yellow sand, still trembling and whispering!
Ye Zhen turned his head and glanced at the drummer Luo Yi.
The yellow sand was terrible, and the blood had already stained the ground red.
Luo Yi's eyes tears, but they can't flow, can't wait to shoot the gun and kill the enemy's flesh!
"Jumping!"
A mouthful of steel teeth crumbled, the drum hammer in his hand changed abruptly, and it was bombarded again and again, and turned into a three-force force!
The nine thousand black armored horse riders ambushing on the left and right slopes have already nailed into the flesh, and their eyes are cracking.
As soon as the shadows moved, they were all mounted, blood-stained red swords in their hands, pointing at the enemy, and screaming in blood, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Boom!"
Together on both sides, a total of 9,000 black armored iron riders, such as torrents rushing down the hillside, rushed down and headed towards the infantry camp behind the Jinbing.
Wan Yan really frowned, watching the torrent of nine thousand black armor rushing towards the infantry, but he was unmoved.
His eyes were inexplicable, and looking at Kaifeng for a moment, he nailed his anger to Ye Zhen again.
Seeing this, a person beside him quickly jumped out and shouted, "Master!"
Wan Yan really shouted, "Stop, my boss has his own plan!"
...
"kill!"
The cavalry arrived, and the infantry array was smashed into pieces in an instant. Numerous armors were torn and torn apart. They were trampled and smashed by the blood knife of the war horse. Occasionally, a few war horses under the black armor were stabbed and fell into the yellow sand. There are dozens of spears, all sprayed with blood like pillars!
War drums roar!
Song Jun received assistance alone. Jin Bing was already trembling and resigned. However, Jin Bing had no intention of helping him, and he was in a state of confusion.
Ten thousand iron riders rushed back and forth. After the flesh and blood were worn away, Longshimen fell more than 20,000 corpses.
The broken blades were all over the ground, the blood spread rapidly, and penetrated into the yellow sand.
After a fierce battle, the black armored iron rider lost more than 4,000, but killed 20,000 enemies!
The remaining six thousand black armored iron riders, each blade cracked or rolled, under the black armor, the chest violently undulated, and the body trembled slightly.
Not cold, but not afraid, but the irresistible meaning of war killing, eager to find a vent!
Ye Zhen was bathing in blood, and as if out of the river of blood, the gold armor had become blood armor, and the sword of conscience was darker and deeper!
Looking back, the black armored iron rider, the man with the handsome flag on his shoulder, a foot length gap in his waist still bleeding.
Ye Zhen raised his hand, and Jin Long Shuai Qi was captured by Ye Zhen, looking forward to the blood stains of Shuai Qi.
Luo Yi jumped off the drum platform and was beaten by others, and rushed to Ye Zhen's side.
"Holy Lord! I Luo Yi begged you, you retreat! Da Song million people are still looking forward to the holy ..."
Ye Zhen turned a deaf ear to Luo Yi's words, picked up a rein from under his feet, carried the handsome flag behind him, and bound tightly!
"choke!"
In the hands, knowing again and again, pointing at the head coach Jin Bing, killing the sky with his eyes!
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Today! Whoever bleeds with me, who is my brother!"
Seeing the sacred intention of the Holy Lord, Luo Yi took off the iron ghost mask, full of smiles to death, his eyes were blood red, and he looked at his brothers on the left and right, and said in a deep voice, "My three brothers, I will kill the thief in the Holy!
Ye Zhengang's teeth clenched, and he shouted, "Kill!"
War drums again! Six thousand baths of blood-iron rides sprinting fast, this time, it was actually a direct attack on 200,000 gold soldiers!
Among the golden soldiers, a teenager jumped out.
"Bad commander! The enemy is already physically disabled, and the last general is willing to lead 5,000 elite soldiers to kill and kill him. The commander is resolute and marching in Kaifeng!"
Wan Yanzhen's eyes were full of murderous intentions, his eyes fixed on Ye Zhen, and the enemy's plan was already known.
However, this person's martial arts can be ignored for the time being, his every move can inspire the soldiers to kill the war heart a hundred times. If not, Daikin is in danger!
Then he yelled, "This coach doesn't care if this man is Emperor Song, but this coach Ning lost 100 cities, he must kill him!"
"Dajin Erlang, kill this handsome!"
"kill..."