Yang Ponu's spear shaft was an ordinary bamboo pole, which was cut into pieces by Jiannu.

In the past, when the spear was cut off, Yang Ponu must have turned around and ran away.

But this time, after Yang Ponu cut off the spear, he just flicked his wrist, and the bamboo spear shaft that lost the spearhead just slightly turned its direction and stabbed Jiannu in the throat.

This time things became hasty, much beyond Jiannu's expectation.

Before Jian Nu could react, the spear shaft had already penetrated through the gap in the gorget.

Although the spear head has been cut off, the tip is still sharp, so it is equivalent to a bamboo spear.

Yang Ponu could clearly feel that the tip of the spear had pierced Jiannu's throat, because when the spear penetrated the human body, a wonderful texture came from the spear shaft. This was not a lie.

This should be the second real slave Yang Ponu stabbed to death in his life.

The last time we were in Anshan Town was an accident, but this time it was a serious battle!

"Skinny dog, you are so lucky, you caught a damn mouse again?" Another spearman ran past Yang Ponu with a spear in his hand, his tone full of envy.

"Wang Laoshi, call me big name, Yang Ponu!"

Yang Ponu roared and continued to pursue him with his bamboo spear.

"Oh shit, you're still chasing after your tip is gone? Leave some for me."

Wang Laoshi couldn't sprint with his legs, but Yang Ponu was so anxious that he screamed behind him.

By this time, the morale of the Ming army had completely improved, and they were no longer afraid of establishing slaves.

At least the Ming army in these ten towns in Xia Town is no longer afraid of establishing slaves.

Of course, this confidence is still very fragile. If you can't protect it well, you will be back to your original shape after a defeat.
Chapter completed!