Hua Monk Lu Zhishen also led 5,000 men and killed them from the hillside on the right!

The target is not the three thousand cavalry in the camp, but the more than ten thousand helpless infantry behind!

In addition, archers stood up from their hiding places on the hillside and shot at the infantry!

The infantry are in chaos!

In this case, there is no need to aim accurately, just shoot with your eyes closed and be sure to hit the target!

Arrows are raining down!

The Huguan soldiers huddled together and tried to form a formation. Some archers among them began to fight back, but in the face of the rain of arrows, their fight back was as weak as grandma's house.

There was a chorus of wailing.

When the Song army's archers stopped shooting arrows, Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen each led 5,000 troops and rushed into the panicked Huguan soldiers.

When Zhongliang arrived, the Huguan soldiers had almost collapsed; trying to restore the situation, he quickly attracted the attention of Lu Zhishen.

The sixty-four-pound water-milled Zen staff was photographed. Within two rounds, Zhongliang vomited blood and fled in his saddle. Moyun Golden Wing Ou Peng, who was standing next to him, saw it with cold eyes. He raised his knife and immediately chopped Zhongliang over.

I cut my head off before.

The wailing sound behind him didn't make Shan Shiqi hesitate at all, because he firmly believed that he had made the best choice.

The three thousand cavalry behind him are his main force. The most important thing now is to rush out!

If you rush out, you will be born again!

Shan Shiqi encountered only weak resistance along the way, but under the attack of three thousand cavalry, this resistance only left a few lives.

Shan Shiqi was surprised to find that the village gate at the back was also open!

Pointing at the iron rod, Shan Shiqi pointed out the direction for Wu Su, Zhu Jing and the three thousand cavalry.

Three thousand cavalry followed closely in a torrent.

After rushing out of the camp, Shan Shiqi felt secretly happy. He was about to stop his horse and discuss with Wu Su and Zhu Jing to go to the Baodu Mountain stronghold. Suddenly, he heard the roar of the people behind him, and when he hurriedly looked back,

I couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Trap!"

Yes, it is a trap. Not far from the village gate, a large number of traps were dug by extremely vicious people. Shan Shiqi, Wu Su, and Zhu Jing did not encounter them, but when three thousand cavalry passed through, the traps would

played its due role.
Chapter completed!