My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 301 From now on, the grassland’s surname is Su
The crowds of people who were fighting towards King Luotang's tent were surging and pushing, and blood pooled into streams under thousands of blades. Human corpses were lying on the ground, and the severed limbs fell not far away, including those of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom and those of the Luotang people. .

In the chaotic fighting, the tall Dian Wei and Xu Chu were holding their own weapons and walking forward on foot, killing as they walked. If someone nearby rushed towards them, they would be hacked away with a halberd or a knife.

They were only fifty feet away from the king's tent.

At this time, the tent was brightly lit with lights. The braziers and lampposts were swaying with firelight, reflecting the figures of the three people on the ground. The felt, cloth, and swords in the king's tent were torn, and the old man often sat there. The chair was also smashed to pieces by the spear.

"King Xia of Yan Kingdom..."

Luoting Bagui stood up straight with the huge scimitar in his hand, looking greedily at the man standing at the torn gap in the king's tent.

Neither side could understand what the other party said, what he said.

Su Chen held the sword with both hands, and there was a faint whirlpool visible to the naked eye all over his body. This was the symbol of the "Martial God's Gang Qi". The whole body would be covered with a layer of Gang Qi to offset the damage.

"Come along, General Zhao!"

This was a battle between two armies, not a one-on-one duel. Even though Su Chen had reached the fourth level of martial arts, he never thought of facing off one-on-one with this old guy named Luotang Bugui.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first. The first priority is to determine the outcome of the war as soon as possible.

After he finished speaking, he held the King of Xia sword and pushed it to the opposite side. At the same time, Zhao Yun stepped forward at an astonishing speed. His martial arts skills were already great, and his physical condition was at the peak of his prime. He was no longer Zhao Zilong.

He took the last step with his feet, his body roaring with the sound of wind, and the green sword swept out in his hand, creating an almost perfect fan-shaped sword light in the firelight.

Luotang Bagui blocked it with his sword vertically, and the green sword grazed his blade. A 'bang' sound aroused sparks. During the shock, Luotang Bagui's open leather jacket was blown backwards in the wind, and his footsteps were deeply trapped. The ground keeps receding.

Zhao Yun suddenly stepped closer, opening and closing his sword widely, pressing the opponent and continuing to retreat: "Bring your head!"

The Qingzhi Sword slashed at the opponent's neck. Luoting Bugui raised his sword to block the edge of the sword. He stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yun's wrist and pushed him away. Zhao Yun also grabbed him with his backhand and pushed him away. At the same time, he also used the opponent's strength to lift Luotang Bagui into the air.

In just a few breaths, the two of them had just fought for several rounds, and Su Chen came up to kill them with a sword.

He stepped heavily on his feet and flew down from the air. The Xia King Sword in his hand set off the sword light and slashed out from top to bottom.

The broad blade of the sword struck the abdomen of Luotang Bagui, and the knife swung by Luantang Badgui also struck Su Chen's chest. The blade of the knife grazed a faint aura and moved in close to the flesh. Most of the force of the knife had been offset, and only Su Chen could A shallow wound was left on Chen's chest.

Almost in a breath, the two exchanged moves in mid-air.

The old man's body fell heavily to the ground, shaking out a large amount of dust that filled the air. He felt a burning pain in his abdomen. He looked down and saw a wound cut by a sword, like a red line across his abdomen. He covered the wound and held the knife. Get up.

"I have been in the grassland for 62 years. How many years did it take to go from being unknown to the first warrior in the grassland... I am only one step away from the peak." Luoting Bagui covered the wound, raised the scimitar again, and stared at Su Chen with scarlet eyes. and Zhao Yun, "Why not give it to me!"

Zhao Yun made a 'cut' sound, walked towards the broken chair, pulled out the gentian gun that was stuck on the ground, and turned around with a spear in one hand and a green sword in the other.

"What is he talking about?" Su Chen lowered his head and glanced at the blood on his hands, with a grin on his face. He was rarely injured anymore. Such pain not only did not make him feel afraid, but made Su Chen more and more excited. , he hung the Xia King Sword in his hand by his side and walked towards the opposite Luantang Bagui.

From Ding'an to Yanjing, from the north to the Central Plains, he participated in every battle. Although he was not always the first to fight, he had never been afraid. At present, the fighting spirit was in his heart.

If you can't even kill an old barbarian, how can you embarrass your ancestors!

Su Chen raised his right arm, crossed the Xia Wang Sword, and rushed directly to the opposite side, fighting together with Luo Ting Ba Gui, and Zhao Yun followed closely.

……

The sound of horse hooves and footsteps outside the tent was mixed, spreading towards the king's tent here, and then there was fierce fighting and collision. In the sound of collision, a rough voice shouted: "Your Majesty!!"

Xu Chu dragged his knife, knocking several people away and fighting out of the crowd: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid! Chu is coming!"

A giant man with gnarled muscles and a rough fat man as fat as a mountain ran wildly side by side. Dian Wei threw a halberd and tore the leather felt of the king's tent in front. The burly figure rushed past like a cannonball. Xu Chu spread his legs and ran wildly. , tearing open the gap in the king's tent with a swing of his knife, and rammed his head inside.

……

"Ahhh-"

Luoting Gui's hair was scattered, and he roared in his mouth. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and frantically clashed with the intertwined spears and swords.Bah bah bah——

The blade of the blade collided with the sword's edge, and air waves burst out between the two soldiers. The sword energy and sword energy crisscrossed randomly, leaving bloody marks on the face of Luo Tanba Gui, bloody marks on Su Chen's shoulders, and scars on Zhao Yun's arms.

The three of them were entangled with each other. Luoting drew the ghost and swept away with his sword, forcing the Xia Wang Sword and Qing Zhi Sword away. The moment he stepped back, Dian Wei descended from mid-air and pressed his body against his side. It was terrifying. The force of the impact directly knocked Luotang Bugui away, vomiting blood in mid-air.

The next second, Xu Chu rushed into the tent, and his fat body was also hit hard——

Luo Tingba Gui hit the wooden pillar supporting the royal tent, and the thick pillar was broken at the waist. When the old body rolled on the ground, the huge royal tent lost half of its support, tilted down, and made a crackling sound. The felt and cloth covering it fell down with a crash, burying several people underneath.

A few 'hissing' sounds.

Su Chen swung his sword to split the leather felt and got out. Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and Zhao Yun also got out from underneath. They looked at the place where Luo Danba Gui fell. The same sound of tearing cloth sounded, and the skinny figure The old man slashed the cloth and felt with his knife and rushed out. However, he did not kill Su Chen and others, but fled towards the west.

"run?!"

Su Chen held a sword and chased behind Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and Zhao Yun. Dian Wei inserted a halberd behind his back, took the small halberd and threw it forward while running.

There was a sound of gold and iron.

Luotang Bagui slashed the halberd away with a sideways knife, then continued to run wildly, stood up and pulled it out. As he ran away, he shouted to the Luantan people who were fighting in front of him to come over and protect him.

Among the fighting group over there, a tall figure turned his head, as if he heard the cry of Luotang Bagui, and rushed over quickly. Luotang Bagui kept walking, and saw someone coming towards him, with a look on his face. He immediately smiled. However, when he rushed to a burning tent, when he saw the figure on the opposite side responding to his arrival, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

In the firelight, Li Xuanba, who was dressed in black mountain armor and tall and tall, holding two hammers in his hands, stood in the firelight covered in blood, looking at him ferociously.

"surprise!"

The golden urn, drums and hammers set off a roar!
Luoting Bugui raised his sword to block it, and there was a loud bang. The blade of the sword touched his chest, his chest vibrated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood mist.

At a certain moment, there were rapid footsteps behind him. Su Chen killed a man who was rushing from the side and saw the old man sliding back a few steps.

His voice yelled: "Luan Ting pulls out the ghost!!"

With a shake of Xia Wang's sword, the blood droplets scattered for a moment, and he rushed over with a swish. The Luoting man here rushed to intercept him, but was pushed away by Su Chen's Gang Qi.

Over there, just as the old man stood still, he heard the roar of Yan Guoyu, as if calling him. When he turned around, his eyes reflected the rushing Su Chen and the Xia Wang Sword waving away.

'Decades ago, I was a prairie warrior, and decades later, I am still the same...'

With this thought in mind, he clenched the hilt of the knife, turned around, and threw himself at the rushing King Xia of Yan State. He shouted: "Come on -"

This is the battle between the tallest of the two armies!

Luoting Bagui slashed out with all his strength, and the figure rushing in front of him arrived in an instant!
Wearing only boots, military trousers, and a skirt, Su Chen was shirtless. The moment he held the sword in both hands to block his sword, he moved and turned around. The broad long sword followed the opponent's knife edge and came to Luantangbugui. side.

The King Xia Sword held in both hands struck the old man's neck and slashed it down with a sharp swing -

The red color of blood came into view.

The ferocious head shot up into the sky along with the bloody arrows.The head rolled and fell, and was caught by Su Chen. He held it in his hands and raised it above his head. He gasped violently and let out a laugh that he didn't quite understand.

"Haha...hahaha..."

When the Luoti people who were about to rush over saw this scene, they stood there blankly. Some dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Nearing the early hours of the morning, the fighting was still going on, and soldiers from all directions were still charging and killing. At this time, the news that Luo Dan had extricated the ghost and beheaded him began to spread.

The boiling night gradually became lonely.

Group after group of Tutan people cried and knelt on the ground.

　The war is finally finished
　　
　
(End of this chapter)