Chapter 219 (1/2)

Wu Junxi would not entangle his life with a pawn. He clapped his horse and sped to bianzhou city. Bianzhou city is only ten miles away from the battlefield here. He also had elite cavalry under him, and there were still some elite old camps in the city. Even if all the troops outside the city died, he could stick to it with the urban defense of bianzhou city.

After all, there are still 100000 troops in the city and hundreds of thousands of anti thieves in the south of the river. As long as I find a chance, it's a big deal that Wu Junxi will submit to Wang Xianzhi. As long as he is willing to send troops to help me, what can't he do?

Of course, he had a very profound and intuitive experience of the combat power of the left Shence army. The soldiers were strong and could take one as ten. The cavalry was more sharp and haunted, like mercury pouring into the ground.

When he was clapping his horse and running, he didn't notice that the noise behind the team was getting louder and louder. Wei Ran spared no effort to catch up with Wu Junxi's soldiers all the way. The halberd waved, and no one was the enemy of unity.

When the horses run away, they kill and seize the horses again and continue to hunt. When approaching the range of one arrow, Wei Ran moved slightly sideways, found the right angle, took off the four stone hard bow on his back and aimed at Wu Junxi's back from a distance.

After all, Wu Junxi is also a martial arts expert. He often lives and dies in the battlefield. He has long developed a keen sense of spirit. When he was locked by Wei Ran's bow and arrow, his hair exploded. When I looked back, I saw Wei burning Lianzhu's three arrows. The two arrows took people's head and chest and abdomen, and one arrow shot at the back neck of the war horse.

Wu Junxi waved a knife to block the two arrows shot at him, but the last arrow could not be stopped anyway. Seeing that it was shot into the neck of the war horse, he had no choice but to jump down.

Before he could lament the death of his beloved horse, he heard the string sound of ”collapse, collapse, collapse” one after another, and fired three consecutive arrows at himself again, making him unable to step on his own horse.

Wu Junxi's wrists were numb after blocking Wei's five arrows. At this time, Wei Ran tried his best to catch up with Wu Junxi, but he was blocked by Wu Junxi's personal soldiers. He had to rush and wave his halberd to fight. Even the hard bow had no time to put away and threw it to the ground.

But even if someone stops, it can't stop Wei's speed. Wu Junxi knows that if he is entangled, he will be entangled by the left Shence's forward military academy sooner or later. When the Shence cavalry comes close, everything will stop.

Simply don't do it twice. Kill the boy first, and then try your best to escape. Wu Junxi no longer boarded the horse given up by his own soldiers, but took out a long dog and walked back a few steps. With the strength of his great prosperity the day after tomorrow, he will raise a sense of self-confidence.

Wei Ran looked at each other from the ghost face armor, waved the halberd and then cut two soldiers. With the halberd as the gun, with the help of the horse potential, he mobilized his whole body strength to stab Wu Junxi.

It seems that there are only these two people between heaven and earth. The new wind swept through and danced the yellow sand all over the sky, so that the sun is not so dazzling. Both sides took a calm breath and poured all their energy into their next killing moves. Their weapons pointed at each other and glittered with cold light, which was the only bright color in the gloomy scene filled with yellow sand.

There will be only one time out of the mobile phone, and the victory or defeat is only determined by one hit!

Overdraft mode! Bullet time! Only my state of mind!

This is the first time that Wei Ran has opened all his strength in the world. After more than ten years of spiritual and warm body, the red on the skin seems to reflect the black armor, making the black armor appear as if it was burned red by the fire.

He held his halberd flat in both hands and stabbed. His feet on the stirrup were slightly out of the stirrup. Originally, in order to better fix his body, he would step on the stirrup with his foot's heart. Now Wei Ran only stepped on the stirrup before, as if he were preparing something.

Time suddenly becomes extremely slow for the two people in the confrontation. The picture becomes slow motion at the moment of weapon handover.