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Chapter 960

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After piercing Zhao You's heart with his spear, Xue Rengui indifferently said, "You talk too much." Exerting force, he pulled out his spear.

Squelch!

Blood splattered everywhere.

Zhao You screamed and fell down from the horse's back. Xue Rengui kicked his horse's belly, causing it to charge forward. Meanwhile, Xue Rengui continued to charge at Duan Zhixuan. At this point, the distance between the two was less than twenty paces.

As Xue Rengui charged forward, he had already locked onto Duan Zhixuan. This was not only because Duan Zhixuan was under the commander's banner, but also because Duan Zhixuan's armor was different. It was easy to determine Duan Zhixuan's identity at a glance.

Duan Zhixuan also looked over at the same time. When his gaze met Xue Rengui's, he saw the murderous look in Xue Rengui's eyes. Duan Zhixuan's heart trembled.

What a fierce look.

Duan Zhixuan's heart thumped.

He had underestimated this beardless young general. Although Xue Rengui was young, Xue Rengui had followed Du Qi on many expeditions. He was no longer the inexperienced brat of the past. He had killed countless enemies on the battlefield.

His spear was incomparably sharp.

Duan Zhixuan's gaze had been fixed on Xue Rengui. Seeing Xue Rengui charging at him and Zhao You being killed, he immediately made some adjustments. He arranged for twenty-some of his personal guards to surround and kill Xue Rengui.

"Those who block me will die!"

At this moment, a deep and resounding voice, tinged with a domineering aura, rang out.

Duan Zhixuan looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw that his left flank was facing Du Qi's right flank, the position from which Mordor was charging. Although Mordor did not understand the art of war, he knew how to identify the commander.

He didn't need to care about anything else. All he needed to do was focus on the commander's banner.

There was no mistake in charging straight for the banner.

Mordor was riding a divine steed. He held two golden hammers in his hands and swung them horizontally in the air. Once they collided with the Tang soldiers, they would be thrown off their feet. If it was light, they would be seriously injured. If it was heavy, they would immediately die. If Xue Rengui and his cavalry charged forward together, both sides would be helping each other. As for Mordor, he alone was enough to lead all the cavalry to charge forward.

Mordor was the sharpest dagger, a sharp blade that pierced the enemy's heart.

Advance courageously.

He was invincible.

The cavalry around him only needed to follow Mordor and continue to charge forward, killing the Tang soldiers who could not retreat in time. This was the era of cold weapons.

Even if there was a limit to the manpower on the battlefield, the existence of a peerless general would definitely be able to greatly increase the combat strength of the army.

Mordor was a peerless general.

His two hammers smashed down on the enemy, creating a bloody scene. Xue Rengui's spear might be light and agile, or it might be swept down like a staff, but none of them could compare to the golden hammers.

The two iron hammers were swung up as if they were swatting flies, slapping the enemy to death one by one. And Mordor's two golden hammers were even more formidable than Ma Yuan's.

Even more violent.

Duan Zhixuan could only see one soldier after another being sent flying, some of them even vomiting blood in the air. This sight was far too shocking, and it made his scalp go numb.

Duan Zhixuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

And Mordor was less than fifteen paces from him. Duan Zhixuan could imagine that once Mordor got close, someone of his level wouldn't be able to last more than three moves.

In Duan Zhixuan's mind, the report of Hou Junji's capture suddenly flashed through his mind. According to the report, when Hou Junji was preparing to retreat, he was attacked by Du Qi's personal guard, Mordor, and was ultimately captured by Mordor. He could not repeat the same mistake.

"Retreat!"

Duan Zhixuan couldn't help but shiver.

He couldn't imagine himself being captured, so he gave the order to retreat. Although he couldn't retreat into the Tang dynasty, even if he retreated to the west toward the Xia Continent, while there was still danger, there was still a chance of survival. If he stayed here, he would be surrounded and attacked by Du Qi's generals, and he wouldn't be able to escape.

After giving the order, Duan Zhixuan immediately turned his horse around and retreated, not daring to waste any more time. His personal guards also escorted Duan Zhixuan out of the battlefield.

With Duan Zhixuan's order, the Tang army that had been clenching their teeth to resist the assault no longer had the strength to fight.

All of them began to retreat.

This retreat announced Duan Zhixuan's defeat.

The Tang army had been defeated.

As Duan Zhixuan called for retreat, he also ordered his soldiers to charge into the Xia Continent. Only by charging into the Xia Continent would they have a chance of survival. But as Duan Zhixuan retreated, he turned his head to look behind him. When he saw what was happening behind him, his scalp went numb. Mordor and another spear-wielding junior general were already chasing after him.

Duan Zhixuan once more ordered his personal guards to stop the assault, and then he cracked his whip and charged forward, not wasting any more time.

Mordor and Xue Rengui had already joined up.

The two of them were charging forward.

They wanted to capture Duan Zhixuan alive.

When Duan Zhixuan's personal guards charged forward to stop them, Mordor and Xue Rengui attacked at the same time. The two of them brandished their weapons and easily killed this batch of Tang soldiers. But Duan Zhixuan was also retreating, and from time to time, he would order his soldiers to stop them. As a result, the distance between the two sides was only about twenty paces, and the distance could not be closed again.

Xue Rengui was not willing to give up. He considered the overall situation and shouted, "Mordor, I'll open a path for you. I'll block those who come. You chase after them and capture Duan Zhixuan. "

"No problem!"

Mordor immediately agreed.

As long as he charged forward, Duan Zhixuan would not be able to escape. After the two of them reached an agreement, when someone came to stop them again, Xue Rengui directly urged his horse forward and blocked for Mordor, so that Mordor did not need to do anything. He only needed to attack with all his strength.

With this cooperation, the two sides charged forward faster. But Xue Rengui was delayed, and the distance between them was still about twenty paces. Mordor was less than ten paces away from Duan Zhixuan.

Xue Rengui clamped his legs on the horse's belly and urged it forward. At the same time, he pulled his bow and arrows and constantly shot.

He shot at the soldiers charging at Mordor.

Because there were people around Duan Zhixuan, Xue Rengui could not kill Duan Zhixuan. Otherwise, he would have used his bow and arrows. So all Xue Rengui could do now was to use his bow and arrows to open a path for Mordor, allowing Mordor to continue approaching Duan Zhixuan.

The distance between them was still closing.

When the distance between Mordor and Duan Zhixuan was less than six paces, there were no more soldiers blocking their path. At this time, there were no more soldiers in front of Duan Zhixuan. Seeing Duan Zhixuan running, Moledo grinned.

Here's my chance!

Duan Zhixuan urged his horse forward, his heart filled with nervousness. He kept shouting and shaking the reins in his hand, hoping to shake off the pursuers behind him.

Unfortunately, they had already caught up.

Duan Zhixuan looked back and suddenly widened his eyes. Because at this moment, Mordor had grabbed a golden drum and smashed it at him. The huge golden drum came crashing down. Duan Zhixuan was so frightened that he immediately dodged on his horse.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out.

Duan Zhixuan did not feel any pain and breathed a sigh of relief. In the next moment, the warhorse beneath him neighed and even swayed its body as it began to gallop madly.

The warhorse was hit.

It was severely injured.

Duan Zhixuan's heart sank. He clamped the horse's belly tightly and grabbed the reins, trying to stabilize his body and the warhorse. Unfortunately, the warhorse's swing was too strong. Even if Duan Zhixuan's riding skills were superb, he was still thrown out.

It's over!

Duan Zhixuan was in the air, this thought flashing through his mind.

He was completely finished.

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