Compared to Muhammad's relaxed look, the Ming army was more nervous. After all, this was the wife of my commander of the Ming army and the commander of the Expeditionary Force. If something happened, it would not be what their First Division could bear.

Once something happens to this lady, the pressure they face in the First Division will not only come from the Army Department, and even His Majesty will not let their First Division go.

So look at the heads of these First Division, whether they are military chiefs or ideological chiefs, the elders with their necks stretched out, and they wish they could compete with the turtle.

They have to keep an eye on this battlefield. As long as something is wrong, the entire army will attack. No matter what firepower is output, they will save the wife first.

During the two confrontations between Zhao Xiaoxiao and the enemy, the sound of the weapons colliding seemed to be slashing into the hearts of the soldiers of the First Division. They were not watching the generals, they were simply suffering the greatest suffering.

Even they wished that Mrs. Cao would be defeated, so that she would not have to worry about watching here.

That's right, these soldiers are so conflicted. They are afraid that Mrs. Cao will be beheaded and off the horse if she fails, and they are also afraid that Mrs. Cao will be beaten so hard that she will suffer if she doesn't retreat for a long time. She will suffer losses and beheaded and off the horse if she is killed and off the horse if she is enemy generals.

Anyway, no one of the soldiers of the First Division could believe that Zhao Xiaoxiao's martial arts value would be so strong. You may be a little powerful, but you will never be so powerful.

Look at the arm of the enemy general of the Habra Khanate, which is thicker than Mrs. Cao's waist. This is the huge suppression of body shape.

Two rounds later, although Zhao Xiaoxiao knocked the enemy general's helmet off the horse, the soldiers of the First Division were even more nervous because they thought that this would anger the enemy general.

What if, really, what if he gets angry and someone uses his ultimate move?

Although it seems that Mrs. Cao has good martial arts skills, her thin arms and legs are no match for the thick and thick ones in her endurance.

Zhao Xiaoxiao held the Fang Tian Painted Spear, took a full moon, and raised his head slightly toward Murad.

"Give you another chance and leave your name. I, Zhao Xiaoxiao, won't kill the nameless person!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao is obviously a young man on the battlefield. If an experienced general had changed to this enemy general, he would not have talked more nonsense with him. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him is a normal operation. How could he give Murad so many opportunities to survive like Zhao Xiaoxiao?

In fact, Zhao Xiaoxiao just wanted to show off and let the soldiers of the First Division take a good look at what it means to say that women are inferior to men, and what is a female general? I, Zhao Xiaoxiao, destroying enemy generals is like taking objects from millions of troops.

She even thought about how Zhao Xiaoxiao was recorded in history books. A generation of female generals, who were invincible in battle on the battlefield, and sealed the wolf and slashed the stones for our Ming Dynasty, and opened up thousands of miles of territory. What a heroine!

Even Zhao Xiaoxiao was willing to take down Murad's head. This was his first time. If it ended so quickly, wouldn't it be impossible to enjoy it at all.

Otherwise, the pace will be slower and don’t exert so much force in your movements. Give him a chance to slow down and improve his endurance. Don’t lose so early. At least, it will make me happy for a while, and it will be my first time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoxiao suddenly became arrogant. She grabbed the reins with one hand and the long pole with the other, and then clamped the horse's belly with her thighs.

"drive!"

"Da da da da!"

Murad was about to take a breath when he saw the enemy general rushing towards him again. He was so scared that his heart slowed down by three beats. He wanted to turn his horse's head, but it was too late at this time.

He could only grab the axe and was forced to fight.

At this time, Murad was no longer as confident as before. He was already scared by Zhao Xiaoxiao's strength. His previous fierce attack turned into a clumsy defense.

I saw him holding the handle of the axe with both hands to avoid the left and right. Looking at the sharp halberd's head that had streaked through the tip of his nose several times, he was really scared.

Now he no longer dares to think about whether to win or not. He just wants to support Zhao Xiaoxiao's weapons, and then find an opportunity to quickly leave the battlefield.

But his performance made Zhao Xiaoxiao dissatisfied. At the beginning, you were so fierce and had such a strong impact. But why can't you do it now? Your strength is so weak, is it still the most powerful thing just now!

How can I feel like this?

Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was very upset, felt that this enemy was not good, it was obviously too fast, either he was really fast, or he looked down on me.

Damn it! It's so hateful!

Zhao Xiaoxiao, who felt that he was being played with, suddenly became angry. Since you are weak, don’t blame me!

Zhao Xiaoxiao grabbed the long pole with both hands and then drew hard for a waning month.

Under this anger, Zhao Xiaoxiao's combat power suddenly increased by 120, hitting Murad's axe one after another.

"Big and Bitch!"

The sound of the collision of weapons rang out quickly.

Murad grabbed the handle of the axe with one hand and grabbed the back of the axe with the other, gritting his teeth and resisting with force.

Just looking at his increasingly red face and his trembling arms, he knew that he really couldn't hold on.

Zhao Xiaoxiao aimed at a gap, and the halberd head was directly inserted into the gap between the axe and the handle, and then pulled it out with force. The axe suddenly flew out more than ten meters from Murad's hand and fell to the ground in the air.

Then before he could react, the semicircular blade of the halberd head streaked across Murad's neck.

Zhao Xiaoxiao felt the slight damping feeling, and then slashed through it with force.

Finally, a stream of liquid shot out from Murad's body three meters.

Then he fell to the ground and trembled involuntarily for a few times. As the trembling, the liquid was much smaller than the previous force.

I think Murad is a powerful general in the Habra Khanate. He has been fighting for the Khanate for many years. The Turkmen tribes who fought and called out the devil when they saw him, and the Safis gangs were trembling when they saw him. Even the inexplicably proud Ottomans also praised him.

Unfortunately, he was an enemy of the Ming Dynasty today and died at the hands of Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was on the battlefield for the first time.

If he could, he really wanted to ask what this Ming general was called, and at least he could know whose subordinate he died at all when he was by Allah.

Murad's body fell to the ground and Muhammad's face was also the one who said that his beloved general could take down the enemy, but now, his beloved general fell to the ground. Isn't this slap himself in the face again, but the kind of slap him hard.
Chapter completed!