Zeng Baohua seemed to have eyes on his back, and he sideways to avoid the spear on his right. At the same time, he grabbed the horse and turned around and shot him with the momentum of his mount stopping.

With one move to the horseback, Zeng Baohua's iron spear pierced through the chest of the left deputy head. The tip of the iron spear was extremely sharp, and with the power of the horseback spear, the armor of the deputy head was like thin paper.

Zeng Baohua's hand turned and shook, and then retracted it, and the iron spear was easily pulled out of the deputy head. The Liuhe Spear absorbed many spear techniques and the essence of stick techniques, and was a master of great success. He also had skills in drawing a spear, especially the powerful moves such as the horseback rifle. The gun was stuck on the opponent and could not be pulled out by flesh and blood. It was a dead end on the battlefield surrounded by powerful enemies.

At this time, the deputy head on the right had already rushed over from his side. Zeng Baohua swung the spear horizontally and smashed it towards his back.

Hearing the whistling wind behind his back, his deputy was so scared that he was scattered. He had seen the power of his opponent's iron spear when he hit someone. If he hit his back, it would be necessary to break the bones and the internal organs. If he hit his head, he would be able to open it.

He had no choice but to block the spear back and attack Su Qin's sword, hoping to block one or two. But he still underestimated the power of the iron spear. The iron spear bent, and most of the power was passed to his back. He only felt a sharp pain in his back, his heart was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zeng Baohua was in power and refused to forgive him. The iron spear that he had withdrawn like lightning suddenly stretched forward, poked the back of the deputy head, and completely cleared the account.

However, in the past ten days, both deputy heads died, and the followers rushed up were shocked and scared. They all knew their boss's martial arts, but they lost their lives in just one or two rounds. Wouldn't they die faster when they went up!

Zeng Baohua took off his gun and took off his bow. While urging the horse to continue moving forward, he turned around and saw four arrows. Although he did not shoot one, the arrow flew past his followers' faces, which really scared them. Turning back archery is the skill that the elite Khitans' skin-square army is good at, and the guy in front of him can actually use it!

The followers involuntarily grabbed the reins secretly, slowing down the mount. Shangguan had already burped, but he couldn't save him, so he couldn't go to bury him.

After such delays, Wang Dutou and others who followed him could only watch Zeng Baohua and others disappear into the night, and then dismembered the several Minzhuang followers who were left alone and had not yet died.

At this time, a cavalry ran over and Wang Dutou hurriedly met him.

"I've met Commander Li."

"What's going on?" Commander Li couldn't help but ask when he saw that the cavalry under his command were seriously injured, and the rest were dejected.

Wang Dutou hurriedly reported the whole story. In his words, his subordinates naturally fought forward bravely and killed all the thieves. However, they never expected that Zeng Baohua was not an ordinary county lieutenant, but he was simply reincarnated by Shi Xianfeng. Wang Tieqin possessed him, and was killed and injured by more than 40 people. His two deputy soldiers also broke in.

As he spoke, Wang Du's head's eyes glanced at Han Shun from time to time, and 99% of the responsibility was pushed to him. If the eggless goods had reported the truth early, he would definitely have been in line and had already taken down the thief in one fell swoop.

Seeing Commander Li's face getting darker and darker, although Han Shun had Meng Hanzhao from Luoyang City as his backer, he did not dare to take it lightly. These arrogant soldiers and generals could do anything on the battlefield. Then he made an excuse, would he still expect Meng Gong to avenge him?

"Commander Li, it's not that I deliberately concealed it, but that Zeng Baohua deliberately concealed it..." Before Han Shun finished speaking, Li waved his hand and his head flew up from his neck. His face, which was as beautiful as a beauty, was full of charm, and his half-open mouth could not be said.

"How can I swallow this if I don't cut off my dog's head?" Commander Li raised his bloody knife and squinted his eyes at the head of the capital: "Dog Craft, if those dozen killers can't cut off their heads, I'll cut off your head!"

Wang Du gritted his teeth and said, selecting more than a hundred cavalry from the gathering of cavalry, thinking that the front team would chase after him. Commander Li led five or six hundred cavalry, thinking that the team would follow up slowly behind.

After running for two or three miles, Zeng Baohua and his group bumped into another army, with only thirty or forty cavalry. They should be guarding the checkpoints on the periphery and clearing out the janitors of the fish that escaped the net. However, it was also a great threat to Zeng Baohua and his group, because a large number of pursuers were right behind and they were entangled by these cavalry and could easily be surrounded to death.

Zeng Baohua didn't say much, so he rushed up with a snare and fought with more than 30 cavalrymen. He first made a yellow dragon and stabbed one person in a row, and then he made several killing moves, pulling weeds to find snakes, black tigers into the mountains, and yakshas explored the sea. The guns were full of shadows, coming like the wind, going like arrows, and guns were killed.

As soon as they fought, they lost four lives, and the rest of them killed each other on the periphery, and they faintly surrounded themselves. The rangers were terrified and wanted to retreat. At this moment, there were fires behind them, and the sound of horse hooves, and hundreds of cavalry were coming here. There was no need to think that it must be a squad of pursuers. The rangers were immediately energetic. They knew that as long as everyone entangled these difficult guys, the opponent would die without a burial place when the team arrived, and they also made a contribution.

Zeng Baohua also heard the sound of horse hooves and knew that the pursuers were chasing him, but he was not in a hurry and just shouted: "Jingshui, lead my horse, call me when the pursuers are 1,000 steps, and call me once every 100 steps." Then he continued to deal with the racer in front.

Yang Chongyi, Xia Jinzhong, Dai Chengen, Yao Tiechu and others were entangling some of the roars around the periphery, while Yao Busan was protecting the young lady of the Yao family, and only Yang Jingshui was free.

Zeng Baohua held a gun in his right arm, drew a sword in his left hand, slashed and shot one by one, slashed the right spear on the left and right, stabbed the front and the back, like a god of killing in the world. There was no one to stop him wherever he went, and he killed two or three people in just over ten breaths. Yang Chongyi also killed three or four horses on the periphery, and the rangers were timid again. If they continued to fight like this, when the team arrived, they would die all of them, and no one could use any great contributions.

Zeng Baohua noticed the ranger's intention to retreat, stepped up his attack, and made a sharp move, and continued to attack the ranger's final will. Yang Chongyi and others also became more and more brave as they fought. They ignored the scars on their bodies and fought to the death, attacking the enemy inside and outside.

"Five hundred steps, four hundred steps..." Yang Jingshui kept reporting the pursuers behind. Finally, when the pursuers were only 300 steps, the remaining ten cavalry could not bear it anymore, and fled in whistle. The rest hurriedly protected the young lady of the Yao family and the people of the Minzhuang to escape first, leaving Yang Chongyi, Dai Chengen and Yao Tiezhu to meet Zeng Baohua.

Before he could wipe the blood on his face, he put away his sword and gun, jumped off his horse, took off his prepared strong bow from the prescription led by Yang Jingshui, stood still and calmed down, and took the bow and arrow.

Arrows were shot out one after another, with almost equal intervals, and their accuracy and lethality were far superior to those of the archers. Only the pursuers were heard screaming up and down, and they were all caught in the arrows.

Zeng Baohua shot twenty-one arrows in one breath, hitting seventeen people, thirteen people were dismissed, and the rest were not seriously injured. He stopped the horse and hid behind.

Seeing the cavalry in front of him fall one after another, Wang Du was angry and afraid. The pot on his head was so angry that he had grown a few rounds. What he was afraid that the people in front of him were shot over, and it was his turn without any cover. He saw that the fierce general on the opposite side shot a heavy arrow that could break the armor, which shot extremely lethal. If he was shot in one of his chest, it would be completely overwhelming, and there was no need to worry about being punished when he went back.

Your sister, you are a county lieutenant, just be honest in Luoyang to catch thieves and patrol. Why are you going to get into this muddy water? It's a pity for brothers.

At the last moment, Wang Dutou still kept calling the entire team to save his life.
Chapter completed!