Ouyang Jing is also leading the charge here. Thousands of blood-devouring guards in brown clothes and brown armor have ghostly faces and fierce looks. They carry blood-devouring guns and charge forward. Behind the formation of the blood-devouring guards are thousands of ordinary Fuzhou cavalry.

The combat power is slightly weaker.

One side looks like a ghost in the daylight!

One side is as white as snow under the full spring!

The two armies were about to collide. Yu Binyang, who was standing beside Chenyue, suddenly raised his spear forward and looked up to the sky and roared:

"The spear rises with light feathers!"

The two thousand cavalrymen behind them raised their spears and shouted:

"Lament for my dead soul!"

A burst of shouting went straight up to the sky!

"kill!"

The whole camp roared, thousands of war horses suddenly accelerated, snow-white colors filled the mountains and fields, and murderous intent rolled in.

The two armies collided with each other!

The fine iron spear in Chenyue's hand suddenly thrust out, and the spear penetrated the breastplate of a Blood Devouring Guard. He was immediately thrown off his horse, and the breastplate was completely shattered.

Immediately afterwards, his arm trembled, and he pulled out the spear without any hesitation. The tip of the spear was dripping with blood. The war horse continued to sprint forward without stopping, and plunged fiercely into the depths of the Fuzhou military formation.

Yu Binyang looked at the ghost-faced Ouyang Jing opposite who was wearing a general's robe. He knew in his heart that this was the general on the opposite side. With a cold look in his eyes, he charged forward with a spear raised.

Under the mask, Ouyang Jing looked at the cavalryman coming from the opposite side, with a hint of a smile on his face. When was he, Ouyang Jing, afraid of one-on-one? He swung the blood-eating spear in his hand and stabbed Yu Binyang.

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Yu Binyang didn't even dodge. He straightened his chest and faced the tip of the spear. At the same time, he stabbed the spear out with his backhand, with a look of madness in his eyes.

A spear for a spear! A life for a life!

This madness made Ouyang Jing's heart tremble because of his ruthlessness. His eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he was reluctant to take back the spear in his hand. He didn't believe that the Liangzhou Cavalry General really didn't care about his life?

Between the lightning and flint, he saw that the two spear points were about to penetrate each other's chest. The other party's eyes were still firm, and a trace of fear finally appeared on Ouyang Jing's face.

Ouyang Jing gritted his teeth and withdrew the spear in his hand. He blocked it and pushed the spear away from Yu Binyang's hand.

The two riders passed by each other, and they both turned their heads at the same time and stared at each other fiercely.

The two armies collided, causing countless casualties in an instant. The snow-white color burst into a piece of brown armor. Everyone in the Qingyu camp fought for their lives. Even the Blood-devouring Guards had been in battle for a long time, but they had never seen such a desperate cavalry army from the moment they came up.

The Blood Devouring Guards of Time were directly at a disadvantage, but with their strong combat power, they were still able to form a formation to resist.

After penetrating the two front lines of the Qingyu Camp, Ouyang Jing, who had just rushed out of the Qingyu Camp, ran into Xue Meng's Shanzi Camp.

"kill!"

The Shanzi Camp roared in unison, and the murderous intent of the entire camp was no less than that of the Qingyu Camp where the general died in battle. Originally, the Qingyu Camp was separated from the Shanzi Camp. The two camps have always been connected by blood, and their comradeship is even stronger.

Xue Meng just used a spear to kill several Blood-devouring Guards cavalry in succession without even breathing. Ouyang Jing's Blood-devouring Guards met the elite of Liangzhou's elite cavalry one after another, and they seemed to be unable to cope with it.

Since then, casualties have continued to increase, and more and more people have been killed.

However, the Qingyu Battalion had already rushed into the thousands of ordinary Fuzhou cavalry behind the Blood Devouring Guards. Like tigers entering a flock of sheep, it instantly broke through the formation of the ordinary cavalry. For a time, the two armies' combat power was at a standstill.

The fact that the Qingyu Camp has never been equipped with spears does not mean that they are not good at using spears, but that only by combining bows and crossbows with scimitars can the Qingyu Camp be fully equipped with spears. Now that all the Qingyu Camps are equipped with spears, the whole army is fighting to the death. It is still

It is worthy of the reputation of Liangzhou's first-class cavalry.

After fighting for a long time, the two armies finally came out. After a certain distance, the cavalry on both sides gradually stopped and turned to look at the opposite side.

There were already many corpses left on the battlefield of the previous fighting, including those from the Qingyu Camp, some from the Blood Devouring Guards, and more from ordinary Fuzhou cavalry.

A few lonely war horses were wandering in the battlefield. The riders on the horses were already dead, and the backs of the war horses were covered in blood.

Chen Yue's spear tip was dripping blood red. His face was silent as he looked at the Fuzhou Cavalry who had obviously suffered more casualties, and his fighting spirit became more and more intense.

Not far away, Yu Binyang's left arm was cut open while charging into the formation. The long and narrow wound was shocking. His left hand was completely wet with blood, but there was no pain at all on his face and his eyes were stern.

Yu Binyang casually tore off a piece of clothing from his body and bandaged the wound, then rode his horse to Chen Yue's side with a questioning look in his eyes.

A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Chenyue's lips, and he nodded slowly. Yu Binyang turned around and left, murderous intent surging on his face.

On the other side, Ouyang Jing's face was gloomy, he was breathing heavily, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help shaking. It was obvious that the battle was too much for this brave general.

Looking at the corpses on the battlefield, Ouyang Jing turned around and found that his own casualties were even greater. This surprised Ouyang Jing. Ouyang Jing knew the strength of the cavalry of the Blood Devouring Guards and almost never fell into a disadvantage.

when.

"General, do you want to continue the fight?" A Blood-devouring Lieutenant asked in a low voice beside Ouyang Jing. He had just taken a cursory look and found that his casualties were as high as about two thousand, and he had already felt a retreat in his heart.

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"Hit! When did my Blood Devouring Guard retreat!" Ouyang Jing said fiercely, with a fierce look in his eyes. He would never allow himself to fail in a face-to-face riding battle.

"Woo~wu~"

Just when the Blood-devouring Guards Captain was hesitating, a sharp horn sound came from the Liangzhou Cavalry Formation on the opposite side.

The captain raised his head in astonishment.

"Woo~wu~"

Before the sound of the trumpet from the opposite side had finished, the sound of the trumpet came from the rear of the Fuzhou military formation. It was like a life-threatening hook and sickle, extremely harsh.

Ouyang Jing's heart sank and he quickly turned around to look.

I saw three groups of black-armored cavalry pouring out from the rear of the Fuzhou Army, coming with a murderous intent.

The 15,000 Zuo Cavalry Army had already been ambushing here. Just as the Fuzhou army fell into a tight encirclement, the leader, Xue Tian, ​​raised his spear high, with a strong murderous intent under his fierce face.

The three groups of cavalry were numerous in number, and the sound of horse hooves resounded across the plain, just like three black dragons coming out of the sea, with a thunderous momentum.

"Fell into a trap!" The captain on the side said in shock, with a rare hint of fear on his face under the mask.

Ouyang Jing finally realized what a big mistake he had made. He should have withdrawn to Fuzhou earlier, and there was no need to start a cavalry battle with the Liangzhou army. Now that he really wanted to leave, he probably couldn't leave.

"Boom!"

Just as the three lines of cavalry appeared on the rear side, the Liangzhou cavalry on the opposite side launched another charge. The thunderous sound of horse hooves drew Ouyang Jing's sight back, and the snow-white color quickly rushed towards the Fuzhou military formation.

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"Kill out!"

Ouyang Jing shouted angrily, and the scar on his face trembled a little. He finally felt a little panicked. Even if he had confidence in the blood-devouring guard's combat power, he didn't think he could defeat the Liangzhou cavalry who were several times his own.

, the combat power of Liangzhou Army has made him a little scared.

The remaining thousands of Fuzhou cavalry can only charge towards the opposite military formation again. The three groups of cavalry behind are more numerous and waiting for work. Their combat power is obviously stronger. Ouyang Jing will never be stupid enough to attack those three groups.
Chapter completed!