"Soldiers, follow me and charge!"

"kill!"

Ning Que took the lead and rushed to the front.

Facing the Liao people's heavy encirclement, he was not afraid at all.

The spear shot out like a dragon, knocking the attacking cavalry to the ground. He jumped off his horse, used the spear tip to spin and kick, and kicked another cavalryman away.

"kill!"

Tie Niu and others followed with roars.

The ten and a half foot long horse lance is the sharpest divine weapon!

He could stab the Liao people to death from a long distance.

As for those who fell off their horses, no one cared at all.

The war horses neighed and galloped, and could be trampled to death in an instant.

The rising sun dyed the yellow sand with blood.

At this moment, everyone felt their blood boiling, and no one was afraid. This was actually a killing spree, with no regard for personal life or death.

The young Liao general's eyes were wide open with anger.

There were less than two thousand people in Dafeng.

If he lets them escape, he will be sentenced to death!

"Come on, all of them!"

"Whoever kills King Ning will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"

As the saying goes, there is always a brave man when there is a big reward.

Under his constant provocation, the Liao people were all furious. The Wanhu Hou of the Liao Dynasty was actually a great household, belonging to the core high-ranking officials of the Liao Dynasty. Commanding 10,000 cavalrymen, he held an extremely high status.

They rushed out roaring.

It forms a semicircle and surrounds Ningque.

Just to trap him to death!

"Xiao Ning!"

"Don't worry about me, just keep going!"

Ning Que, spear in hand, looked like a mortal warrior god. Shen Qinghe, on the other hand, struck out repeatedly, feeling his hands limp and weak. She looked at Ning Que with a look of worry on her face. They had been fighting all night, marching over three hundred miles.

A person can hold on with willpower, but a warhorse can't. Seeing Ning Que surrounded, she was distraught. She hurriedly rode to support him, but was blocked by the cavalry.

Shen Qinghe's martial arts skills were extremely high, even comparable to Ning Que's, but her greatest strength was still Qinggong. She had never experienced a horse battle like this before. Gazing at the dense, surging Liao cavalry was enough to make anyone despair!

"Qinghe!"

"Catch the leader first!"

"You and Tie Niu cover me!"

"clear."

The two of them immediately understood.

They attacked from the left and right at the same time.

Taking advantage of the cavalry being knocked down, Ning Que turned around. Ignoring the enemy's attack, he suddenly leaped onto his horse and headed straight for the young Liao general.

"attack!"

"kill!"

"Come on, all of them!"

Looking at Ning Que who was getting closer and closer.

The young general roared in fear.

Covered in black armor, his white robe stained red. Despite being surrounded by layers upon layers of enemies, Ning Que remained remarkably at ease, striking repeatedly. Each strike was precise and ruthless, never dragging his feet, striving to kill the enemy with minimal effort.

No...I have to run!

If you are caught, you will definitely die!

The young general was also horrified.

He reined in his horse, turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, he can't run away anymore!

Ning Que had already rushed forward, and even if their personal guards stepped forward to block him, they could only barely stop him. Watching the Liao general's hasty escape, he casually picked up the spear from the ground. He grasped it in mid-air, gathered all his strength, and swung it directly at the opponent.

At that moment, the spear was like a javelin, tracing a graceful arc through the air. With uncanny precision, it pierced the Liao general's neck and finally landed on the ground. The warhorse didn't react and continued running, while the Liao general, driven by inertia, remained in mid-air.

The corpse slowly fell from the spear, blood spilling all over the ground. Ning Que didn't even have time to rest, simply chopped off the Liao Kingdom's flag and held it in the air with one hand.

"Your general is dead!"

"If you dare to stop me again, you will suffer the same fate as him!"

Ning Que used Liao language to speak this sentence.

When he was free, he specifically asked Chunlun to teach him.

He knows some short sentences commonly used on the battlefield.

The pronunciation may not be standard, but at least you can understand it.

Clang...

The sound of weapons falling to the ground was heard.

Then there were all kinds of screams and cries.

The main general was killed in battle and morale was immediately damaged.

Ning Que's heroic charge just now had completely won them over. He had single-handedly broken through the blockade, and from a distance of several dozen steps, he had stabbed their leader to death with a single spear, pinning him to the ground!

How could they not be afraid of such means?

"We...we...won?"

Tie Niu stared blankly.

Even he had despaired just now.

Some even hold the idea of ​​destroying both themselves and the enemy.

After all, there are too many Liao people coming!

All he wanted was to risk his life to protect Ning Que as he rushed out.

Unexpectedly, it was Ning Que who protected them.

He shot the young general to death with one shot!

"Don't waste time!"

"If your warhorse is damaged, replace it immediately."

"Kill those who need to be killed, don't feel bad!"

"The wounded were bandaged on the spot."

"We have to break out immediately."

Ning Que raised the spear in his hand and gave instructions.

This time, everyone, including himself, was slightly injured.

His left arm was chopped by a Liao man.

The base of his right hand cracked due to excessive force.

He hadn't felt anything during the battle, but now that he'd relaxed a bit, he felt a piercing pain. He couldn't care less, so he bandaged the wound with a piece of cloth. He untied the hide bag at the horse's belly and took a large gulp of liquor, forcing himself to numb himself with the alcohol.

Shen Qinghe, having swapped horses for a maroon dragon horse, approached with a worried look. Seeing Ning Que grit his teeth and endure the pain, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. If Ning Que hadn't charged forward and shot the Liao general dead, they would have been in grave danger.

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