There are tens of thousands of peasant troops in front of us, but they are almost the same as in the past. They are generals with cavalry and trusted veterans, followed by civilian soldiers, and finally the old, weak, women and children. Now the decisive battle with Governor Sun
It is proceeding step by step, and the peasant army will be formalized sooner or later, and most of the old and weak soldiers who have been coerced will be eliminated and established into separate camps. But at the moment, Li Guo's army is about to encounter Governor Deng's "big army"
Already.
Governor Deng is also prepared to die for his country. At the moment, he is not defending the city. He is simply fighting with the peasant army in the field. With his ability, if he loses, he will probably not be able to escape - he only has more than 3,000 soldiers in his hands.
No, we can only hope that Bailang can defeat this peasant army. He still has expectations for this.
Bailang rushed forward alone, and the cavalry behind him was more than fifty steps away from him. In fact, this was already considered out of touch. And Bailang's costume was also gorgeous, with the gleaming mountain armor made by the Ministry of War and the tiger's head swallowing his mouth.
The shiny reflective breast shield makes this guy a luminous person, and the phoenix-winged helmet is also carefully crafted by the Ministry of War for storage in the warehouse. It also has a tiger face decoration, plus the red tassel on the top of the helmet, and finally there is
Bailang's long red cloak and the equally bright half-vest of his horse - really made Bailang the focus of attention on the battlefield.
"Kill! Kill this general of the Zhu family!" The peasant soldiers all shouted wildly, shooting out the bows and arrows in their hands, and the firecrackers were already prepared. But Bailang just dialed at will, and he had already shot the flying bows and arrows.
Pushing it aside, "Humph, your bows and arrows are much weaker than those of the Jianzhou Tartars!" Bai Lang was holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in one hand at the moment. The sword was one foot long, but the head of the sword was four feet long. It looked terrifyingly big.
Killer weapon.
It's just a trivial matter to pick off the bow and arrow. Even if those bows and arrows hit the horse, they can't penetrate the vest. Not to mention Bailang's broad blade, he can easily protect the horse. But next comes the fire blunderbuss, these fire blunderbuss
The soldiers opened fire as soon as Bailang broke out. One person fired, and then everyone knocked the muskets out of their hands in a mess. At this moment, Bailang was still fifty steps away from them, and in the end, nothing was hit.
The bows and arrows can still shoot for one round, but the fire guns definitely have no chance. The spear soldiers have already formed a formation at this time - as the territory of the peasant army becomes larger and larger, many regular Ming army soldiers surrender, and these rogue bandits also
A formal battle formation could be formed. The bow and arrow did not work as usual, but at this time Bai Lang had arrived. He pulled the reins, causing the war horse to run out diagonally. Then he grabbed the tail of the knife shaft with one hand and forcefully started from behind.
Throw a knife forward.
This is already a divine power. The people who practice the Thirteen Taibao and the Golden Bell Shield shouldn't be able to achieve this level of strength. Even if they practice the Thirty-two Ways of Long Fist and Tiger Shape True Meaning, it can only be said that Bai Lang's body still has some power.
The gifted knife broke through the air and made a sharp whistle, and then there was an indescribable sound, which was like a clicking sound. All the spears were cut off or bounced away, and the hand-held
The soldier with the spear was cut off even with his armor, and blood spurted out to the height of half a man.
Not to mention the chainmail and cotton armor, all the skin, flesh and bones were cut open with one strike. The ferocity of this strike was unprecedented. And Bailang used this momentum to urge his horse again, this time he crashed directly into the man he had just killed.
In the Dead Man's Front. This time, Bai Lang held the knife in both hands, and his movements were not large. It was no longer the big opening and closing of the knife just now, but it was constantly changing with his hands as the axis, dancing lightly to the left and right of the horse's head - this pure
It was done with strength.
Every time they danced, the armored soldiers were split open. With almost one blow, the morale of the front soldiers of the peasant army was exhausted. Many people turned around and ran away even if they had not faced Bailang. Bailang killed this group, and those behind him
The cavalry also arrived, taking the opportunity to kill the fleeing infantrymen and driving them to attack the second formation. Since Bailang was almost following the fleeing soldiers, he shouted "Those who attack the formation will be killed without mercy!"
It's useless. The panicked deserters had long ago forgotten about running from both sides.
"He is really a peerless general! He defeated the thief with one blow!" Governor Deng praised loudly, and at the same time shouted to the stunned generals, "Follow me! Kill the thief!" Those old Ming soldiers also shouted, and they all shouted.
He began to charge and behead people, but his pace was still very slow, and he was ready to turn at any time.
Bailang didn't care what was happening behind him. To him, these soldiers were no different from walking meat. Under the weight of the blade and the blade, he could easily cut a person open with the help of inertia. He only needed to control the direction of the force.
That's it. "It turns out that once you start dancing, you can easily change the direction through some techniques. No wonder the book says how long the general's charge can last. It seems that the principles of martial arts are all the same." His
There is also a similar attack method in the Tiger Shape True Meaning. It uses the reaction force of the attack to change the direction of the attack. Both big cats and kittens can do this.
Bailang rushed straight towards the opponent's central army. He was thinking that after killing the general of the rogue bandits, or cutting down the flag of the central army, the army would collapse. At this time, what met him was the elite true confidants of the rogue bandits - the Ma Army.
, these are old thieves who have been fighting for a long time or the elites of the Ming army who surrendered. They have proven themselves in the process of many coercions and have become the real elites of today's rogue bandits. But Bailang didn't feel that they were elite enough when facing them.
where to go...
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword struck back and easily split a horse in half from its chest to its head. The cavalryman on the horse was also split in half from his chest and abdomen to his head. The man and the horse were hard.
His skull was like tofu under the blade... The chainmail didn't have any effect. Then Bailang flipped his palm and slashed horizontally with the long knife, once again cutting off the upper body of a horse soldier together with his horse's head.
Cut them off together.
Bai Lang lightly pressed the handle of the knife, and the long knife jumped over his horse's head. He switched to the other side and stabbed again. This time, he stabbed the rogue horse soldier on the tip of the knife. Then Bai Lang shook his hand, and the man was directly hit by the Qinglong Knife.
The corpses were divided. Killing people was like mowing grass. Bailang only urged his horses to charge for a dozen steps, and he had killed six old camp horsemen without any injuries. Someone fired an arrow with a bow, but it was in Bailang's hand.
Being blocked, the fleshy palm couldn't even shoot arrows at close range.
The cavalryman who was shooting arrows was captured by Bailang. As soon as the two horses crossed each other, he stretched out his left hand and took him off the horse. Bailang shook his hand, and the cavalryman slid down. Bailang grabbed his neck and fired.
With all his strength, he tore off the man's head - and hung it on the hook of his saddle in front of everyone. The cavalry from behind also arrived. Seeing this, they all rushed up with wild shouts, shooting arrows and holding spears, while the peasant army's
The cavalry soldiers began to flee.
Li Guo had also run away at this time, but the Chinese army's banner did not run so fast...
This chapter has been completed!