I’m The King

The cruelest thing in the world is probably nothing more than seeing your relatives being slaughtered in front of you. Right now, rows of Donghu people who are **** and kneeling in front of the old camp are experiencing it. When the sound of the previous hoof sounded, When they heard the familiar call to kill, they used to have a surprise look in their desperate eyes, but in a blink of an eye, countless bonfires in front were lit up, and the bright eyes of the fire were all they saw. The cavalrymen fell down one after another as if they were cursed by the sky, while those Fufeng men who broke through the old camp rushed out of the grass, slashing with the sharp knife light in their hands, and the **** mist flying in them. You can also see clearly here.

Some people were crying loudly, some were struggling to stand up, thousands of Donghu prisoners began to riot, and they were only the former slaves of these Donghu people, and among these slaves, there were only more than a hundred young and middle-aged people. They are all old and weak children, but He Lanyan is commanding them.

Gao Yuan said, he raised the matter of guarding the captives to the point of determining whether the battle was won or not. This made the young lady stay, but after all, it was a flower that grew up under He Lanxiong's wings. Seeing thousands of prisoners start to commotion, she suddenly turned pale, and she didn't know how to face it.

The team of prisoners in the front was struggling to stand up. Hundreds of people were strung on a rope. It was not an easy task to stand up. The team **** in the head was a gray-haired man. Old man Donghu, maybe his child is in front of him at this moment, being cut and killed by the Fufeng soldiers.In short, his expression is excited, hissing and roaring, desperately trying to stand up, the eye of his hard work is actually above this string of ropes. Half of the people struggled to stand up.

　　 It is not a fun thing if there are thousands of prisoners in a commotion if someone leads them.

At this moment, a machete slashed the old man's throat horizontally, and there was a creak in his throat, looking at the child standing in front of him, this child with a knife in his hand and blood-red eyes. This child is only twelve or three years old at most. .

　　 exhaled a long sigh of breath, and with the long exhalation, more blood came out of the wound from the throat. He collapsed, and when he fell, he led several people behind him.

　　 This murderous kid was called Cao Tianci.At this moment, he wielded a scimitar and killed one person in one step.The blood splashed on his childish but murderous face, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

"Whoever dares to move it again, I cut off his head!" Cao Tianci shouted wildly while swinging a knife to kill the struggling Donghu, his innocent childish voice, his yelling with changed tune, full of blood. A doll, this scene stunned everyone. The commotion just now quieted down in an instant.

　　 "Whoever moved, I cut off his head!" The massacre was still going on, a woman screamed, rushed over, and grabbed Cao Tianci’s arm.

　　 "Godsend, stop, stop!"

Cao Tianci raised his head, but there were tears in his eyes. He looked at Cao Lian'er. He cried loudly, "Sister, I want to avenge my mother, I want to avenge you, they are not humans, they are all beasts, they Damn it all."

　　 hugged Cao Tianci tightly, and Cao Lian'er burst into tears.

He Lanyan, who was not far away, watched this scene, her hands trembled a little. This doll is a devil. She swallowed hard, and she shouted: "Everyone listens well, you can live without moving. , Who would dare to persuade me to kill you, you, and you, are you still a man? You are not as good as a child. If there are any more rioters, cut off their heads!"

　　 He Lanyan loudly rebuked the young and strong slaves.

Two miles away, the battle continued. Gao Yuan and his soldiers had penetrated into the center of the cavalry. The Donghu cavalry, who had lost their speed, had no advantage under the attack of the long sword. The traps Gao Yuan laid were the first time. This caused Latrobe to lose nearly half of his manpower. Those who fell to the Malay were either injured and lost combat effectiveness, or died on the spot. At this time, more than the number of people on both sides, the Fufeng people have the upper hand, and more importantly, the morale of the other side. Ruhong, but the Donghu people are already approaching the point of collapse.

The two sides were in chaos, and the thirty archers brought by the infantry were useful. They threw away their long bows and drew the long knives on their backs. They also screamed and joined the battle group, but the infantry was based on the battlefield. Outside, the bow was bent and the arrow moved slowly.

　　At this moment, he seemed to be back on the training ground.The chaotic battle scene was like that fast-turning turntable.The blue one was his comrade-in-arms, and the other colors were all enemies.

With a swish, the arrows flew out and accurately shot a Donghu soldier to the ground. The man knocked over a wind-supporting soldier in a frontal fight. When he was about to slash with a machete, he shot an arrow from the sky. Coming, right in front of his face.

The wind-supporting soldier who survived the catastrophe jumped up from the ground, and had no time to think about how the enemy in front of him died. .

　　 At this time on the battlefield, the infantry was like a sickle of death.Although it was located outside the battlefield, it shot one arrow at a time.In an instant, dozens of Donghu soldiers fell under his arrow.

　　 On the battlefield, the number of Fufeng soldiers became more and more obvious.

Latobe pulled his horse sadly to stop on the edge of the battlefield. There were more and more cyan figures, but there were fewer and fewer soldiers who belonged to him. He was always tearful, slowly ruining the horses, and walking towards the battlefield step by step. , Die on the battlefield, this is the best relief for yourself.

He just started to start, a tall figure dragging a knife, rushed out from the battlefield, the cyan clothes were splattered with blood, and the blood was dripping down on the one-meter-long blade. Down.

　　 Looking at the uniform of Dayan Bingcao on the opponent, Latrobe’s pupils contracted, "Gao Yuan!" He shouted loudly.

　　 looked at each other from a high distance, grinning slightly, "Latrobe, you lost."

　　 La Trobe was speechless, yes, he lost, he lost nothing, but he still had a knife, he slowly raised the scimitar in his hand and killed the devil, he cried silently in his heart.

　　 Gao Yuan also raised the knife, "Take mine and give it back to me, eat mine and spit it out!" he said coldly.

　　 La Trobe clamped the horse's belly, and the horse began to accelerate, rushing towards the distance, "Take your life!" he hissed.

Almost at the same time, Gao Yuan also rushed forward. Between the two, there was a distance of more than 20 steps. This distance was not enough for Latobe to raise the horse's speed to the highest point. Can suppress the opponent's advantage to the greatest limit.

　　 The warhorse is indeed still running, Gao Yuan has already rushed to Latobe's body, Latobe lifts the horse's rein fiercely, the warhorse stands up, and the two huge front hooves aim at Gao Yuan and trample down.

The body jumped agilely to the side, Gao Yuan held a knife in his right hand, and with a pounding, Latrobe opened a knife from top to bottom, Latobe was condescending, and the knife hit with indignation. His leg weakened, and he was already kneeling on the ground.Latrobe shouted loudly, raising the knife and cutting again.

At the moment Gao Yuan knelt down on his knees, his left hand had already pulled out a three-sided army thorn from his waist. Tobe was caught off guard, and was suddenly turned over by the horse. The horse fell to the ground, and La Tobe fell heavily to the ground. He didn't know where the scimitar in his hand flew, and just about to jump up, the sharp blade was already in front of his eyes. .

　　 "Kill me!" Looking at Gao Yuan's playful eyes, the humiliation in Latrobe's heart reached a climax at this moment, straightened his head, and rammed Gao Yuan's blade.

　　 I thought that Latrobe wanted to die, Gao Yuan slammed his hand, and took a step back.Latobe had already jumped up, and rushed to Gao Yuan with his bare hands.

Gao Yuan snorted. For the guy in front of him, he really wanted to slash it clean, but to catch him alive, it must be more valuable. The opponent even dared to attack him with his bare hands. He really didn't know how to write the dead words. He laughed and threw it away. He took the long knife in his hand and greeted him with his fist.

The sound of banging is so loud, it is not so much a fight, it is better to say that this is a beating, let alone Gao Yuan's superb single-player fighting strength, is that compared to his age, Gao Yuan is also much younger than La Trobe .

　　 Boxing is afraid of being young. This is not for fun. As the saying goes, if you beat your master to death with random punches, once a person gets older and meets an opponent younger than himself, no matter how skilled he is, it is difficult to stop the younger opponent.

When Gao Yuan stopped his hands, Latobe was already blue and swollen, lying on the ground, unable to move.During the fight, Gao Yuan removed the joints of his hands and looked at Latobe, who was lying on the ground and wriggling. Gao Yuan laughed for a long time, picked up the long knife on the ground, and closed it into the scabbard on his back with a click, and walked to the dead horse, took out the military stab, turned around, and the general stabbed Latrobe to wipe it clean. , Patted Latrobe’s swollen pig-headed face with an icy military sting, “Latrobe, the blood debts you committed to us Fufeng people, one by one, we will slowly settle.”

Looking up, the battle behind him is over, but those who are still standing are all blue-colored Fufeng soldiers. At this moment, they are cleaning the battlefield. Anyone among them is the victim of repeated plunder by the Donghu people. Those who couldn't move on the ground, did not hesitate to make up a knife, Gao Yuan frowned, and finally did not stop ~ www.ltnovel.com~ These people are guilty of death, and the hostility in their own hands also needs to be vented, not to mention Even if these people are kept, all Donghu prisoners will be returned to He Lanxiong according to his own promise, and if these people are handed over to He Lanxiong, He Lanxiong will never leave these young men behind. They are still dead.

　　 He leaned down and lifted one of Latobe’s feet, and dragged the patriarch of the Hutu tribe from the ground like a dead dog to the old Hutu camp in the distance.