Atina's eyes were red and covered in blood. The scimitar waved mechanically and chopped towards Zheng Qi in front of him. As soon as Jiang Anyi approached Atina, the scimitar roared and slashed. Blood foam splattered with the blade, and a faint red light appeared, like a demon sword wrapped in the fire of the underworld.

The magic sword killed the moon, like the clear spring reflecting the moon, with a faint dizzy rippling in the clear pond, just like the light rain on the autumn night gently facing the flames in the underworld. The knife was broken and the fire was extinguished. Feeling a light in his hand, Attina woke up from his wooden state, and saw the faint dizzy yellow spreading in front of his eyes. He hurriedly threw the half-cut knife in his hand towards Jiang Anyi, and fell down to the horse. Ah Ti's right arm hurt, and blood spurted out from the broken arm. Attina fell to the ground, and the graceful figure of Tizhu that flashed through his mind lost an arm. Will the saint feel a little pity when he saw her?

After knocking down Atina, Jiang Anyi chopped off another golden wolf cavalry who rushed forward to rescue. The Moon Killing Sword was originally longer than an ordinary knife. After focusing on Yuan Xuan's true energy, the range of killing was nearly twice as wide as the Mo cavalry half a foot away was also caught. Zhao Wei paid attention to Jiang Anyi. Seeing that Jiang Anyi was as brave as a tiger, the golden wolf cavalry around him fell off the horse one after another, he whispered a loud order: "Follow Jiang Anyi and follow him to rush in."

The dark night gave Jiang Anyi the best cover. Ordinary Mokka, including the Golden Wolf Cavalry, were either killed or injured under Jiang Anyi's Moon Killing Sword. Soon, Jiang Anyi took Zheng Qi to penetrate the Mokka's block and saw the Mokka team twenty steps away.

In order to gather the morale of the army, Enhan ordered people to light a torch around him, and the firearm reflected the flames shining. Enhan tried his best to straighten his body, and the wound on his shoulder was simply stuffed with a scarf, which hurt like a heart-wrenching pain when he touched it. The fire was red and could not see Enhan's pale face, but the Fuying beside him saw Enhan's tight cheeks beating, and his eyes were flushed and forced to support him. Enhan was there, and the panicked Moqi had a backbone. With the fire as the center, the Moqi quickly calmed down.

Jiang Anyi was stunned at first sight when she saw Enhan sitting upright. Enhan was clearly injured under the spear, so why did he seem to be nothing? Zhao Wei saw the Moqi arranged silently, which was completely different from the shock just now. He thought it was not good. If the Moqi recovered, the 20,000 Zhengqi might be completely wiped out.

Zhao Wei also saw Enhan in the fire and whispered: "Brother Jiang, Enhan is hurt by you. At this moment, you must be forced to support me. If you lead the army to rush over, if you can force Enhan to escape, the Mo army will inevitably retreat. If you can kill Enhan in front of the formation, these 100,000 Mo army will be in the bag and let us slaughter it."

It sounds beautiful to take the head of the commander in the ten thousand horses, but it is almost impossible. Before Jiang Anyi could respond, the moqi rushed out from Enhan, and in an instant, Enhan was blocked in the crowd. Only the golden wolf flag stood tall and told where Enhan was.

"Give me the rocket." Jiang Anyili shouted. The rocket tied a linen soaked in grease at the arrow, ignited it and shot it for arson. It is a must-have item for attacking the camp.

Immediately someone handed over a bow and arrow, lit the arrow cloth, Jiang Anyi Lingjue locked the Golden Wolf Flag and shot it out, and was landing on the flag, and immediately ignited the Golden Wolf Knight. Jiang Anyi landed three arrows on the Golden Wolf Flag, lighting the Golden Wolf Knight into a burning torch. Zhao Wei was very happy, and pointed the steel spear forward and shouted loudly: "Enhan is dead, everyone rushed forward, kill the thief and make meritorious contributions."

The golden wolf rider burning in the darkness was particularly eye-catching, and the loud shouts resounded throughout the darkness. The distant riders were unclear, so they really thought Enhan was dead and were originally stable.

The front line that came down became riots again, and the guards beside Enhan shouted loudly: "General, don't listen to Zheng people's encouragement."

If Enhan was not injured, a few words could stabilize the morale of the army. However, as soon as Enhan took his breath, he choked out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and coughed continuously. The Moqi in the distance did not hear the voice of the commander. The more he was panicked, the more the Mojun rushing towards the Zheng cavalry, the burning Golden Wolf Cavalry looked back at the burning Golden Wolf Cavalry in horror, and the charge became hesitant.

Jiang Anyi held the killing moon knife and roared towards the Moqi. The Zheng Knight was as fierce as a rainbow, and he shouted loudly and rushed towards the Moqi. Jiang Anyi's breath was long, and the roar broke through the night sky and headed towards Enhan. Enhan swayed on the horse, and said weakly: "Hurry, stop this Zheng General, don't let him speak."

As soon as he finished speaking, Enhan tilted his horse and fell down. He was quick in the eyes of the eagle and hugged Enhan. The roar was only ten steps away from Enhan. Although countless mistresses were blocking their lives, Jiang Anyi's roar was getting closer and closer like a life-threatening demon.

Fu Ying handed Enhan to the spear viper on the side and said, "Honor, the general cannot be misunderstood. You take the general to avoid it for a while, I will stop Jiang Anyi."

Hearing the sound of horse hooves gone away, Jiang Anyi shouted loudly: "Enhan is dead, the Golden Wolf Cavalry escaped."

Zhao Wei and others followed and shouted, "Enhan is dead, the Golden Wolf Cavalry is defeated."

"Don't believe the Zheng people's nonsense, kill these Zheng people." A Mo general shouted loudly, trying his best to stabilize the morale of the army, but the horse's hooves were chaotic, and the Mo cavalry began to flee.

Fu Ying hated Jiang Anyi very much, and his bad luck began when he saw Jiang Anyi. The Dharma King said that this was his disaster, and that only by killing the opponent could he survive the disaster. Fu Ying did not immediately come forward to stop him, and held a bow and arrow in his hand to regulate his breathing quietly. Jiang Anyi's kung fu was still better than before. He was not an opponent in the head-on confrontation, and Fu Ying was preparing to attack secretly.

The Mo army was in chaos, and Jiang Anyi clearly felt that the resistance to moving forward was eased. He "sweeped" the two swords to split the Mo Qi in front of him. Jiang Anyi took a deep breath and replaced the turbid air in his body. Although he had only moved forward for more than ten steps, nearly half of the true energy was consumed. More than ten dents were added to the armor on his body, and two bloody mouths were pulled on his arm. The scorching pain reminded him that no matter how high his martial arts skills were, he could not be fully equipped with everything.

You have to learn to avoid the important things on the battlefield to survive. Veterans are the most terrifying things on the battlefield. They know when to dodge and when to take action. Jiang Anyi is not a veteran on the battlefield, but he relies on spiritual sense to successfully break out a bloody path through the siege.

Zhao Wei gasped and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang... Huhu... Brother has convinced you. This game... Huhu... won, you are a great achievement... Scholar Wanhu Hou, it's really not just talking..."

Jiang Anyi smiled happily and said, "Brother Zhao has gone too far, and it depends on the soldiers to win..."

"King, be careful!"

Lingjue was shocked to find a cold light on the left front and stabbed it like a needle. Jiang Anyi secretly shouted that it was not good. He was careless and relaxed his vigilance, retracted his soul and chatted with Zhao Wei. After a moment of negligence, he was taken advantage of by the enemy. The Killing Moon Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Kill

The cold arrow penetrated Fu Ying's whole body's skills. The tip of the arrow rubbed against the air wall and made a "wavy" sound, firmly stabbing Jiang Anyi's left eye, only half a foot apart. A figure hit him horizontally, pulling Jiang Anyi from the tip of the arrow.

He bumped forward and the cold arrow pierced into the figure's shoulder. It was Huang Zhu.

The second arrow arrived again. Jiang Anyi held the injured Huang Zhu with his left hand, and slashed it out with his moon knife in anger, shaking the cold arrow down. He lowered his head and saw Huang Zhu injured on his shoulder. Jiang Anyi breathed a sigh of relief and handed Huang Zhu to another personal guard, saying, "Huang Zhu, bear it for a while, I will avenge you."

Fu Ying saw Jiang Anyi riding his horse, and knew that the opportunity had been lost, so he pulled the horse and fled to the distance. The Golden Wolf Flag landed with a fire ball and scattered fire chips all over the ground. As the flag fell, the Micad began to defeat him. Zhao Wei and 20,000 Zheng cavalry chased for more than 30 miles in one go.

The fish belly appeared in the sky, and the hour of Mao was about to come. Zhao Wei stopped the horse and sent an order: "Blow the trumpet and stop the troops."

After nearly two hours of rushing, the troops were already exhausted. When they heard the sound of low trumpets, many soldiers fell from their horses swaying and lying on the ground and were reluctant to move. The ground had been smeared with blood and flesh, and the disgusting smell of blood spread between the heaven and earth. The war horses that were seriously injured were lying on the ground neighed in despair, looking like the underworld.

Hearing the horn of withdrawing the troops, Jiang Anyi felt that he had exhausted his energy, his true energy had dried up, and the Killing Moon Knife returned to his usual appearance, and he was heavy and stupid in his hand. He sheathed the knife, found a relatively clean grass, sat down to rest, and didn't have much effort. Zhao Wei staggered over and said with a smile: "Da Sheng, Brother Jiang, kill at least 30,000 Mo Qi, and there are many Golden Wolf Cavalry, we have made great contributions."

It took an hour to clean the battlefield roughly. The piles of corpses were unable to be buried, so they could only wait for the army to arrive before dealing with them. This place is not far from the royal court of the Mo people, and there are quite a few Mo cavalry who took off last night. Once Enhan organizes the army to kill and fight back, the loss will be Zheng's army.

After ate something in a hurry, Zhao Wei took Zheng Qi on the way back. The morning breeze brought sobbing, and the morning sun shone on the bloody ground, sending back the Zheng Qi, who was covered in blood. In this battle, nearly 30,000 Mo Qi was killed, and more than half of the five thousand Golden Wolf Cavalry were damaged, and more than 3,000 Zheng's army also suffered casualties, and more than 1,200 of the two thousand heavy cavalry remained on the grassland. The corpse with robes returned, mixed with sadness and joy, the horse's hooves were like thunder, and the army was silent.

The army marched fifty miles southward and met the 60,000 infantrymen who came to pick them up. Zhao Wei immediately announced that he would camp and rest with 60,000 robes guarding them. These light cavalry could have a good rest. It was the second day after returning to the Central Army camp. The Central Army camp advanced thirty miles. After learning about the victory, Shi Fangzhen personally summoned the meritorious ministers and heard Zhao Wei telling that Jiang Anyi sneaked into the enemy camp alone, stabbed Enhan, the leader of the Golden Wolf Army, and then burned the Golden Wolf Flag to establish victory while attacking the camp.

Shi Fangzhen stood up happily and came to Jiang Anyi and said with emotion: "Jiang Qing, when you wrote a poem, "As a scholar, a marquis of thousands of households," I like the heroic spirit in the poem. This time, Jiang Qing in the north has lived up to his ambitions in the poem and made achievements for the country. Why do I cherish the reward of the marquis? When the northern troubles are pacified and the emperor's capital is returned, I will give you the title of Zhenbei Marquis. Jiaqing's merits are a good story."

Jiang Anyi cried and bowed, saying, "I will never repay my holy grace if I die."
Chapter completed!