Ye Qiu could already see Amin's terrified face, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Amin's personal soldier Baya roared in shock and roared forward, some roared at the bow, some leaped up to resist with their horses, and some blew away their flying axes.

In this small space, everyone rushed towards Ye Qiu.

In terms of personal force, these people were not in Ye Qiu's eyes, but they cooperated with Wujian and took care of Ye Qiu's body and the war horse under his crotch, making him unable to ignore it.

Ye Qiu let out a long roar, stepped on his feet, and jumped up from the war horse. In the air, he saw four spears spurs spitting out like cunning poisonous snakes from four different directions.

He widened his eyes and exhaled, and the swords in his hand fought in all directions at night, sprinkling a sword light.

But at the same time, another long axe and a mace hit him in his lower body, hitting both sides.

Huang Taiji and others on the hill all breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were not in the way of dealing with Amin, they did not want him to die at the hands of the Ming army. This would be a huge blow to the morale of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens.

But the next moment, their hearts were lifted up again.

On the battlefield, Ye Qiu was in mid-air and could not dodge the attack, and Amin laughed proudly.

He thought that under this situation, this young Ming army general would never have a way to dodge, and there was only one way to die.

Then, his laughter choked in his throat, and his eyes showed disbelief.

Two of the four spears were swept away by the Ming army's young general in the air, and the remaining two were all stabbed into his body. The sharp spear blade broke through the silver-lighted fish scale armor with the horsepower, but it was blocked by something just one inch and could no longer move forward.

How is that possible!

Amin cried wildly in her heart.

However, the Ming army's young general stabilized his body with two spears that pierced into his body, and gently tapped his feet on the long axe and mace from left and right.

With two crunches, the spear broke and his body rushed into the air.

"Kill him quickly!" Amin yelled and retreated.

Four spears pierced Ye Qiu in the air.

Then, Amin heard a roar, a knife and a bloody battle knife suddenly fell from the sky. The knife brought the sound of wind and thunder and shouted. The four spears broke, and the tip of the spear dropped immediately, and they fell weakly in front of Amin's horse.

Four Bayalas rode their horses in front of Amin, and Ye Qiu landed steadily, then bounced up, and Bai Zhan Dao slashed forward again at the speed of Yi Fei's thoughts, with one sword and four lives.

The head of a person on the far right soared into the sky, and blood spurted from his neck, splashing Amin, who was constantly retreating, faced with his head and face.

Amin's face was covered in blood, her eyes were fascinated, and she stopped in horror and blurted out: "Save me..."

"Amin is going to be in trouble." Manguertai, who was as majestic as a bear, was a little gloating. He could see clearly from a high place that the Ming general on the opposite side was terrifyingly powerful in martial arts. Amin was definitely not an opponent.

"Shut up, no matter how personal grudges Amin is, no matter how bad Amin is, he is still the Jurchen representative." Huang Taiji shouted dissatisfiedly.

A fierce light flashed in Manguertai's eyes, then he curled his lips and said indifferently: "You said yes."

"Okay, okay! Lord Ye, I didn't expect that your nephew was so brave, and he was really a rival to thousands of people!" Cao Huachun beat his chest and stamped his feet excitedly, and he didn't even feel the hat on his head was crooked.

Ye Xiu, this person is more excited than him. He clenched his fists tightly with his hands, staring at Ye Qiu, who is in silver helmet and silver armor, and Amin, who is in black armor.

He knew Amin, the second Beile of the Jurchens, was brave and good at fighting, but the relationship with the other Beile of the Jurchens did not seem to be good.

If Ye Qiu could kill this person, he would definitely be famous and unique among the Ming army!

While panicking, Amin stepped back, kicked and rushed towards his body, stretched his left hand and grabbed a personal soldier Bayala's silk ribbon tied around his waist, and threw it forward without hesitation.

At the same time, three Bayalas flew from both sides.

Ye Qiu shouted violently, and the violent aura appeared on his pretty face. The hundred battle swords flew out in the sky. Before the sword arrived, the blood beads on the sword had already shot out.

The person holding the spearhead felt a flash of blood in front of him, his face chilled, and then he saw his iron armor bursting suddenly and blood gushing out of his chest.

Then Ye Qiu took another step forward and slashed his sword, cutting Bayala, who was thrown by Amin in half. His blood was like a waterfall and his internal organs fell all over the ground.

Ye Qiu ignored the filth and passed between the two corpses, avoiding axe and a knife, and his body was shorter, and the light of the knife flashed twice.

The two Bayala's mounts fell to the ground and pressed them under the horse.

From beginning to end, his eyes did not leave Amin at all.

Amin was still retreating. As long as he could run out of the crowded cavalry group around him, he could use the advantage of riding a horse to throw away the devilish Ming general.

Ye Qiu turned around and cut a crack in the chest of a close Bayala. Then he grabbed a person with his left hand and threw it back to block the shooting crossbow arrow.

"Leave it for me..." He suddenly roared, jumped high, and with the help of the forward rush, he knocked a Bayala who was blocking the front of him down. The swords in his hand had already broken through the armor and stabbed into his abdomen.

At the same time, he kicked the Jurchen soldiers who rushed towards the left horse.

Then, he kicked his feet hard on the saddle, and the people flew over the head of several people, and slashed towards Amin with a knife.

When ~~~!

Amin abandoned the spear that was not good at melee combat, drew his sword to block it, his arm suddenly became numb and his tiger's mouth broke.

"What a lot of strength!" He was even more frightened.

"Kill..." Ye Qiu's momentum did not diminish and he swung his knife and slashed again.

Facing the attack, Amin could no longer retreat, so he could only hold the knife in both hands, grit his teeth and block it horizontally, and the hundred battle swords roared over.

The two swords intersected and made a loud noise.

Amin fell directly from the horse.

Ye Qiu took advantage of the situation and retreated quickly, and heard Amin shouting behind the horse's butt: "Come on, come on, come on... save me... save me..."

The battle became more and more bloody and tragic, and the sound of war drums and horns and fighting sounds intertwined, and huge waves of sounds stirred up the sky, exploding on the battlefield, shaking the whole field.

Amin's voice was almost drowned, and only a few personal soldiers around Bayala rushed over without hesitation, because if Amin died, they would not be able to survive.

However, it's too late!

The horse Amin rode suddenly let out a brief neigh, and it was divided into two pieces in front of Amin. The red sword of war was slashed out from the broken horse thigh, and there was a figure covered in blood behind him.

Can this still be done?!

Huang Taiji and others on the hill were already stunned.
Chapter completed!