The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

His subordinates yelled loudly to tell him that reinforcements were coming, but he turned a deaf ear to it, and turned into a gourd of blood. His tenacity prevented the Tartars from strife like a flywheel, and bought Lan Xishu precious time.

Lan Xishu had already broken through the bloody road and approached the leader of the Tartars with the mouse.

Fighting in and out, Ding Ya changed two knives, only to see that Lan Xiwen and Hu Dageda were surrounded by five or six Tartars, and were gradually separated from the team. This is too dangerous. Once the outliers are swarmed into the enemy The group is under the enemy's back and front, even if there is Hu Dapiada and his back and forth support, it is useless, not to mention that Hu Dapida doesn't understand the overall situation at all.

"Fourth Young Master! This way!" Ding Ya shouted.

Lan Xiwen, who was entangled in the scuffle, couldn't hear him at all.A copper stick knocked Lan Xiwen's boomerang into the air. Lan Xiwen stood up suddenly, clasped the horse's girth with his hand, and kicked at the door, stabbing the copper stick in the hand of the black King Kong-like Tartar upside down. Unexpectedly, Hu Dageda suddenly dropped his saber from the side, stretched out his arms and caught the other end of the copper staff of the Tartar, the two men's horses were twisting, their bodies were not at a loss, that's right, Hu Dapida pushed the mill and drove the horse to turn over. The two heavyweights fought hard, but the tartar who turned around and couldn't catch up was holding back

Being dismounted by Hu Dapida, Lan Xiwen kicked and sent him another way, the bowl-sized iron hooves flew, and the horse screamed repeatedly.

Ding Ya and Jing Maang'an attacked from both sides, cut off the threat from Lan Xiwen's wings, and eased the situation.

The Tatars clearly sensed the improvement and changes in the fighting power of the Ming army, and there was some minor turmoil. Some Tartars reported to the leader with strange screams.

Noticing the fire dragon galloping towards Axe Slope, Cha'er didn't know that the cake in his mouth was not only hard, his teeth were gritted, he couldn't eat it, and he had to walk around.

It didn't work if I wanted to carry my feet!

Li Zhengyi, who couldn't be beaten to death, also annoyed him a little.

Li Zhengyi didn't do it anymore, he was a fierce fighter, and he wasn't someone who would accept him when he was good.

The wide-backed Guan Gong knife was cut into a saw, and it was still waving and chasing after Chaer Buhua, so he spotted him. Zhang Shuzeng was slapped with a cucumber by him with a mace. Li Zhengyi, who is crazy He didn't give up after hitting three arrows in a row, as if he was determined to fight him until the end of time.

Seeing the reinforcements coming down the ax slope, Cha'er Buhua was already afraid, and even if he fell in love with the battle, even if he could eat the stubborn Xu Niangbulao in front of him, he would still be in danger of being eaten behind, so Cha'er Buhua immediately ordered the troops Turning around, he would not go the same way. According to the plan, the horse behind turned to the direction of Jitou Mountain.

It was dark, and even with the turbulent torches shining, neither the enemy nor the enemy could see what it was like, blood and sweat were mixed together, and they all looked fierce.We can still distinguish the enemy from the clothes. Except for the ones that are too familiar, they are basically the same as masks with graffiti.

The chaotic horses were running wild, and when Cha'er Buhua was being surrounded by his subordinates to pull the horses, he suddenly encountered Lan Xiwen who came in obliquely.

All the knives were spoiled by Lan Xiwen, and the broad-backed thick knife that Lan Xiwen snatched temporarily was not very easy to use.

From a glance, it was clear that Cha'er didn't use both arms to use brute force, and even if he had to deal with it for a while, Lan Xiwen and Hu Dapida went back and forth to look for opportunities to strike.

Lan Xiwen's left calf was poked by a Tartar gun just now, and the painful Lan Xiwen's calf trembled suddenly and he could hardly steer a horse. It was only when he hit his face and dodged Cha'erbuhua's mace that Lan Xiwen noticed the Tartar With the intention of falling suddenly, and then looking at the direction of the ax slope, there are people and horses like dragons, and they can hear the sound of people shouting and neighing.

Zheng's big head brought out his family fortune.

"House! Withdraw!" Lan Xishu and Li Zhengyi were intercepted by five or six tartars, and they were shocked when they saw Lan Xiwen intercept Cha'er Buhua. His plan would also fail.

The fight was at the juncture, and dozens of people were fighting with each other, Lan Xiwen and Hu Dapiada didn't hear it.

"Rats! Rats!"

The mouse immediately understood what Lan Xishu meant, and pulled away to lead the horse towards Lan Xiwen.

Cha'er was really impatient, dancing like a Ferris wheel with a mace, and Lan Xiwen dodged them all. Lan Xiwen couldn't hurt him, so he wanted to immediately solve this stumbling block that was going to consume him.

The mace was swung round, hugging the head and covering the top, sweeping the vertical top, Hu Dapiao couldn't turn the horse's buttocks and was swept by the mace, Hu Dapi's horse suffered pain No matter how the owner put the horse back, it just wouldn't listen, Twisting his neck, raising his mane and neighing, throwing off his four hooves, he rushed out of the field with a pole.

Hu Dapida didn't even use yelling and cursing, only to find out that a feathered arrow that didn't go deep was broken by Cha'er Buhua with a mace After a big piece, the horse's buttocks were dripping with blood, and Hu Dapida touched the blood with his hands, hula, it was all sticky with blood.

"Brother Fatty!" Lan Xiwen thought that Hu Dapiada was injured, and he didn't want to fight any more, so he gave in to a tartar's saber, twisted his body with his horse, hoo!The sound of the wind wheel came from the back of his head, Lan Xiwen slid to the side in shock, Cha'er's bubbly mace slanted past his scalp, click!Right in the middle of the bay red horse's neck between the horse's legs, Cha'er Buhua seemed to have exerted all his strength in breastfeeding, the cervical vertebrae at the bay red horse's neck immediately broke and collapsed, the bay red horse hissed in surprise, and the horse's head collapsed, He fell forward.

Ah!

Lan Xiwen let out an exclamation, Cha'er turned his back and turned his wrists, the mace swung backwards, and the saber in Lan Xiwen's hand was knocked out with a clang.

Lan Xiwen followed the bay red horse to collapse, loosened the horse's girdle in a hurry, pressed the bay red horse's slumped buttocks with his backhand, got up long, turned around to avoid Cha'er Buhua, and swept the whip across the horse to make plans The cheap Tartars want to snatch horses. Without horses, they will surely die in this melee of hummers.

Unexpectedly, seeing that the situation was not going well, the Tartar slanted his horse, and Cha'er Buhua sprang out across the sky. Lan Xiwen was forced to fall by Cha'er Buhua's mace, and the bay red horse lying on the snow field was already dead. In a fit of anger, Lan Xiwen only settled down, and the Mace followed.

"house!"

"Four young masters!"

"Four young masters!"

Lan Xishu, who was in the black building, was well-looking and dumb. After the mace swept across, Lan Xiwen disappeared. Lan Xishu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart. A saber was turned from his right side to him. Sweeping across, Lan Xishu's thigh and horse's front legs were cut half a foot long. He screamed in pain, and the horse screamed too.

your grandma's!

Lan Xishu gritted his teeth and controlled the horse, slashed the crossbow with his hand to block the mandarin's saber, and embroidered the spring knife with his back hand, passing the mandarin's throat without turning his head, he rode his horse closer to Lan Xiwen.

"house!"

As soon as he was delayed, the mouse was faster than him, and the kicking horse flew into the place where Lan Xiwen fell from the horse. Between the clanging of the sword, the mouse suddenly kicked out, turned the saddle to the right with a small body, and said, "Four young masters! Get on the horse!"

The horse's hooves were chaotic, Lan Xiwen turned around at a critical moment, the whip wrapped around the arm that the mouse gave him, took advantage of the momentum to jump up, and landed on the horse's back.

"Brother Mouse!" Lan Xiwen just pulled the mouse onto the horse with his backhand, and caught nothing with one hand, a flash of saber flashed, and the mouse fell backwards.

"Four young masters!"

Two Tartars rode their horses and brandished their knives, Lan Xiwen looked for the rats intently, but they were gone.

"Brother Mouse!" Lan Xiwen's hair was blown up, and he suddenly straightened up and circled the horse, looking for it and shouting, the horses criss-crossed, blocking left and right, the surrounding voices were buzzing, but the mouse was completely silent.