I really can't control myself

Ma Jun naturally understood very well that the opponent's brave generals were charging into battle, and if they didn't stop them, the little morale they had managed to pull out would collapse again.

The only way to stop the opponent is obviously to have a head-on confrontation with the opponent. And of course he was very confident in himself. As long as he could resolve this wave of attacks, the morale of the soldiers gathered around him would be stabilized.

At this time, Ma Jun was somewhat unaware of his current status. Yes, his idea was generally correct. The only thing he didn't consider was that he, Ma Jun, was now the highest commander of this force.

The main reason is that Ma Jun has really not adapted to his new identity. He has always done "hard work" such as rushing into formations. Didn't he always go out with Ma Tianyong? Ma Jun has never He has led troops alone.

At this time, he thought about the most correct way to deal with it from the perspective of a general, but unfortunately he did not see the field of vision of the marshal.

At this time, the old general was also looking for something in the crowd while chopping. As the saying goes, having an old man in a family is like having a treasure. The IQ of an old general may not be as high as Dong Ping's, but his battlefield experience is definitely not comparable to that of a young general like Dong Ping.

What Dong Ping could think of, the old general knew what was going on based on experience alone. What he is looking for now is of course the opponent's leader at this time.

However, the long knife in his hand felt a bit heavy at this time. After swinging it a few times, he felt a little tired. At this time, he seemed to have noticed that he was actually injured. He didn't know when he was stabbed, but he didn't pay attention at all just now, and then the pain came.

It was just an injury, and the old general didn't care at all. The armor on his body was peeled off, and there was not a single spot on his entire body that was not scarred.

It's just that fatigue is much harder to fight than wounds. At this time, although the old general had tried hard to concentrate his consciousness, he still felt a little weak mentally and physically.

Just as he was killing an enemy soldier next to him, a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit him. The old general seemed to have been suddenly awakened. He suddenly swung his long sword and slashed forward.

There was a loud "dang" sound, and the long knife and the steel gun collided. The old general only felt a huge force coming from his hands, which shook his jaw to pieces, and the long knife was smashed back.

Yes, he actually lost the strength competition. The old general immediately looked forward. What appeared in front of him was a young general who looked to be at most thirty years old. He knew instantly that the real master was coming.

However, before he could counterattack, Ma Jun, who had won the blow just now, swiped the steel gun in his hand to the right. The old general felt a pain in his right arm, and the long knife in his hand, which was already somewhat unstable, slipped away.

The old general was stunned. He didn't expect that the opponent's martial arts skills were so advanced. He was knocked back by a collision. Before the opponent's gun stopped, he knocked down his weapon with a single blow.

He was lost for a moment, and the next second the old general felt that something was wrong. Yes, he actually still had time to be dazed at this time, and there was obviously a price to pay for this.

Sure enough, when he looked forward, Ma Jun on the opposite side had already taken the opportunity to withdraw his gun. The moment he saw it clearly, the second shot with murderous intent struck directly.

"Pfft", the sound of penetration sounded. This blow penetrated directly through the left chest of the old general, breaking through the armor and body. The bleeding in the lungs caused a large amount of blood to spurt out from the old general's mouth and throat. Although the old general managed to avoid this blow, he was still fatally injured.

"That's all." Ma Jun knew that this blow had taken down the opponent, and he immediately wanted to draw his gun. However, at this moment, the old general suddenly raised his hands and directly grasped the handle of the steel gun.

"Hmm... Damn it... Are you really old...? When I was young... a brat like you... I... could kill ten in a battle..." The old general vomited blood, He said while tightly clenching the spear in his hand.

Ma Jun had no intention of talking nonsense with the old general. He directly used both hands to lift the opponent off his horse. While exerting force, he shouted: "Get off the horse!"

However, the force was too strong, and the old general here was not pulled off his horse. At this time, veins popped up all over his body, and he grabbed the spear tightly. The light bursting out of his eyes directly stunned Ma Jun in front of him for an instant.

Yes, it was a look that was about to fight for his life. Ma Jun suddenly panicked at this moment, and his momentum was shocked by the dying old general for a moment.

"Kid... when you showed up... you already lost... Do you understand?" The old general suddenly grinned and said in a tone like an elder educating a younger generation.

Ma Jun hadn't figured out what was going on at this time, but something suddenly attracted his attention. It was a light behind the old general.

Ma Jun subconsciously looked up, but when he looked up, he could only see an iron arrow rapidly enlarging in his pupils.

With a "Puff" sound, the flying arrow shot directly into Ma Jun's right eye and penetrated his head.

At this time, the old general in front suddenly pulled out the saber on the side of the saddle below, and slashed the neck of Ma Jun in front of him.

The next moment, the injured right hand directly grabbed the head, and then raised it high.

"The enemy general... has been beheaded by me!" the old general shouted loudly.

The whole scene suddenly became quiet, and the fierce sound of slashing and killing just now stopped. After that, the sound of horse hooves behind the old general continued to approach.

"Old General!" Dong Ping's voice sounded. At this time, he came from behind with a long bow in hand. Of course, he shot the arrow just now.

"The enemy general... has been beheaded... killed by me..." The old general did not look back, kept his head held high, and shouted again.

Dong Ping seemed to suddenly understand something. He hit his horse to stop his advance, then raised his right hand and shouted: "Mighty, old general!"

"The old general is mighty!"

"Mighty old general!" The soldiers who followed also shouted loudly at this time.

There was a "plop", and the next moment the old general fell down and fell down, but did not react for a moment. The blow and the sentence just now seemed to have consumed the last of the old general's strength. He fell without even a twitch, which even made people wonder whether the general who raised his head just now was alive or dead. die.

Dong Ping's hands clenched the reins tightly, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes. After a while, a hoarse voice sounded again in the calm: "The enemy general will be beheaded! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!" the soldiers in the rear shouted.

In an instant, the morale of the defeated troops that had just been assembled dropped to the bottom again.