Sword Among Us

Chapter 853, difficult choices

"Hey!"

A crisp fracture sound, the neck of the blood coat shattered like a dead wood.

‘Magic Shuai’ Zhao Deyan’s appearance, Yi Shitang’s morale was taken away.

At this moment, who else will not know, the person who is present is a strong mythical person?

In the face of the Mongolian iron rider with the mythical strongman escorting, the morale of Yipintang was suddenly dispelled, and the people who rushed to the nearby eyes watched a large number of brothers being swept out by a rifle from Zhao Deyan. The people within 30 meters were like trains. Hit it on the front and fly it out in the same way...

The core disciples of Yipintang bear the brunt.

This group of elites died, not to mention the rest, under the protection of the magic handsome Zhao Deyan and several masters of the magic door, restored the rampage of the rampage.

Rumbled toward the depths of Yipintang...

When the iron hoof arrives, the blocker is invincible!

"day……"

"Run!"

"It is a strong mythical person, quick withdrawal."

Losing the blood coat and a group of core disciples of Yipintang, the rest of the people are difficult to get close to the Mongolian iron ride, the iron hoof is crushed, no one can stop the light hoof of the iron hoof.

In a few minutes, Mongolian iron rides to go like a wind, rushing in a class of the army, came to wear, Yipintang here at least damaged more than 10,000 people - this is because the strength of Yipintang is not bad, If you change someone else, I am afraid I will be wiped out.

Dream Cloud did not appear on the front line.

But on a hillside, watching the Mongolian iron ride in the most dense area of ​​the crowd, the hands clenched into a fist, almost pinched into a purple-purple, pale face.

It’s just less than ten minutes...

Yipintang has already damaged more than 10,000 people, including a group of elite core disciples of Yipintang, and also took the lead of the vice-president.

"Good, you are happy."

Meng Yun gritted his teeth and couldn't wait to bite a piece of fun.

Once upon a time, Yipintang had suffered such a big loss on the frontal battlefield!

Hundreds of thousands of horses, the aspirations that must be won, even rushed to the air, but also fell into the trap of happy cloth...

"Today I am going to spend it with you to see who can hold on."

Fortunately, death in the mission area will not be severely punished by death. Meng Yun knows that the four gangs are fighting hard. After the death, the battle is cleared, and the damage is far from the top. Although the heart is anxious and angry, there is no chaos. Square inch.

There are still more than 80,000 people in her hands!

Mongolian iron ride is only three thousand...

"Come on!"

"The owner!"

"Start the isolation plan, lead the Mongolian cavalry brigade to other directions, do not care about death and injury! Others stop attacking! Use 10,000 people to lead the iron ride far! Just leave the big camp! Others, fully arrest the happy." Aton, Meng Yun’s eyes flashed a cold murder: "I don't believe, how long your internal strength and body can last... Wu Xiong, this is for you, find the opportunity, and let the fun go."

A white flying knife was handed over to the core disciple of Yipintang, and Mengyun no longer paid attention to the battlefield...

"Yes!"

The latter took over Li Xiaofei's knife and was very happy. He was glad to lead the crowd.

Mengyun’s strategy is not poisonous:

Xiao Li Feidao is in the hands of a strange face, and it is used in such a complicated and complicated situation. Even if it is happy... it is hard to escape this robbery!

Sacrificing countless, only to lead the Mongolian iron ride, clear the battlefield...

Once successful, the rest of the people of the first class will stay on the grassland, and the four gangs will go online one after another, returning one, and one dead, without two words.

......

However, it took another ten minutes!

Yipintang’s plan did not show any improvement.

Happy still in the crowd, galloping and killing, swordsman spilled around, no one can stop.

The Mongolian iron ride was not led at all.

Regardless of the direction of the firepower of Yipintang, and regardless of the direction of others in the same direction as the retreat and the creation of blank isolation belts, the Mongolian cavalry seems to be looking for the direction of the big camp, looking for the happy place, not the set.

Yipintang has damaged tens of thousands of people for this purpose, and there is no result...

......

At this time, the dream cloud faintly sees some embarrassment, the goal of the Mongolian cavalry is clearly happy...

Happy has been wandering around the place where the four gangs are off the assembly line, killing constantly, and still learning fine. When you start, you will kill the torches around you, and the surrounding area will be dark, causing Wu Xiong to have no chance to start.

In the crowd, only the sharp and white swordsmanship was seen, and the sound of the body being torn by the hole was heard. In the chaos, no torch could last for more than three seconds, and the happy figure would not stay in the light for more than three seconds.

But the happy move is to attract the madness of the Mongolian iron ride...

Behind the happy, over and over again, rushing around the circle in the area where the four gangs are stationed!

Seeing here, Mengyun’s fists clenched...

She is now facing a tough decision!

Either continue to fight for the camp and spend with the Mongolian iron ride;

Either immediately withdraw the troops, leave the land, let the fun with the Mongolian cavalry, and the devil handsome to spend.

Choosing the former, Yipintang can firmly suppress the four gangs and prevent them from coming up, but the remaining 70,000 people in Yipintang may not be able to afford it.

The three thousand Mongolian iron rider with a large number of magic door masters is a fast moving human meat mixer.

Choosing the latter, this action completely failed...

I wasted a day and deployed the deployment, damaging nearly 30,000 people! Spread out, Yipintang has no face, and the dominant position in the north may also be shaken!

......

Time, bit by bit.

The morale of Yipintang fell in a crazy dump.

Happy to kill in the madness, no one can stop;

The three thousand Mongolian cavalry led by the devil handsome and a group of magic gate masters, like no one!

On the grassland, the corpse is everywhere!

Yipintang has already damaged more than 20,000 people...

The four gangs, the shadows can not see, only one happy in the most terrible place of their rampage; there is an almost invincible devil, followed by happy.

In this case, who still has the mind to continue to trouble?

More than 70,000 people began to escape far away...

Looking at the Mongolian iron rider rushing in the sparse crowd, one face is full of helpless gray defeat and loss.

......

"The owner!"

"Remove!"

A few high-rises of Yipintang were surrounded by Mengyun, crying and sorrowful and persuading: "The lord, and then fight down, the morale of the brothers will be defeated!"

"It has already died 30,000 people..."

"Let's go down and wait for the four gangs to come up. If we want to fight, there is no way to fight."

"Give me shut up."

Hearing the noise of a group of people around him, Meng Yun’s face was blue and green, and he gnawed his teeth from the mouth to make everyone feel terrified:

"You thought that it is still withdrawn now!!? As long as you don't give up, the Mongolian cavalry will always bite behind and chase..."

A group of people have a white face and come to realize:

It turned out that when they didn't find it, happiness has been quietly controlling and controlling the direction of the battlefield.

That's right...

There is a Mongolian iron ride this trump card in hand, happy will certainly not give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fight Yipintang.

this time!

Either they were all killed back to Aru City, or they all collapsed back to the Central Plains camp...

When I think of the depths, the faces of a group of people become extremely ugly.