At the gate of the city, groups of soldiers lined up and left the city. These people held long swords in their hands, held their bucklers high, and walked steadily, forming formations in rows.

This infantry formation did not display any banner, but the long and narrow Mo Dao showed their identity.

Liaodong, Modao Army.

Unlike the heavy armor battalion, the Mo Dao Army relied on the long sword in their hands and only wore a pair of light armor.

In other words, on the battlefield, the Modao Army is much more flexible than the original heavy armor battalion.

Modao's military formation was visible to the naked eye, and the Liang Army guards on the city were all excited. Not everyone could see this scene.

Li Siye, the coach of Modao Army, moved a chair and a wooden table and sat in front of the army, wolfing down a leg of mutton in his hand, not paying any attention to the Jingan Yan Army who fled in a hurry.

one bite,

Another mouthful,

It tastes delicious.

It seemed that he was not preparing for a big battle, but attending a banquet.

In the direction of the Yan Army's camp, a large number of cavalry were coming fiercely, and the ground was shaking slightly. They were Li Siye's target today.

"Rumble~"

"Boom~"

"Stop, stop the army!"

"Ouch!"

The first one to arrive on the battlefield was the commander of the yellow-backed silver wolf flag, Sauron. He happened to be leading the troops at the front for the past two days. When he heard that Liang's army was leaving the city, Sauron was extremely excited.

But when he saw the scene at the top of the city, he stopped the cavalry's advance without hesitation, frowned and began to look at the battlefield.

"Mo Daojun?"

Sauron frowned. This was the first time he saw the lineup of Mo Dao Army. The long sword looked ordinary, but it was said that its lethality was amazing.

Some generals of the Yan Army who had fought in Liaodong mentioned Modao Army to him, and their expressions were all filled with fear and fear.

The person next to him was Lieutenant General Lulu Hatu with a silver wolf flag on a yellow background. He had a fleshy face and muttered:

"Who cares about the leader of the Mo Dao Army, they are all just decorations in front of our yellow-backed silver wolf flag!

General, let’s fight him!”

You can tell from the opening of his mouth that this guy is a tough guy.

It's just that the yellow-backed silver wolf flag has fought many battles recently, and almost never gained an advantage in the hands of the Liang army.

When they rushed to the front line, there were 30,000 people under the yellow background and silver wolf flag, and they were the main force. However, after a series of fierce battles, it was difficult for them to gather even 20,000 people.

The Liang army fought hard, so why did the Yan army lose their troops and generals?

Tens of thousands of Yan troops spread out their formation outside Wuguan, and Li Siye, the coach of the Mo Dao Army, was still chewing on the roast leg of lamb.

Although he didn't say a word, Yan Jun felt extremely insulted.

What do you mean, do you look down on people?

On the top of the city, Chen Yue and other generals were also watching the battle. Li Siye's self-assertive behavior made them all a little stunned.

This was not the case when Chen Yue arranged for him to go into battle, and he did not know where Li Siye found the mutton leg.

Yan Hongyi clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "I used to think that General Li was calm, but I didn't expect that he was the most arrogant one.

Look, his nose is almost up to the sky."

"This leg of lamb looks so delicious." Xue Meng smacked his lips:

"When the fight is over, let's have a good meal of it!"

"Hahaha!"

The generals burst into laughter.

Chenyue stood against the wall and chuckled:

"Okay, everyone, please watch patiently. It's been a long time since I've seen Mo Daojun in battle, so I miss him a little bit~"

…

The battlefield was quiet. Tens of thousands of silver wolf flags with yellow backgrounds were finally arrayed, and all ten thousand people from Modao Army left the city.

A long sword was held in the hands of the soldiers, the tip of the sword reaching into the sky.

Sauron has been sizing up the surrounding environment. Why does Liang Jun dare to be so arrogant? Is there any treacherous plan?

But after looking at it for a long time, Sauron didn't find anything strange. Could it be a simple contempt?

"Damn, these bastards!"

Luluhatu was so angry that he yelled: "How dare you not take us seriously, general, why don't you let someone deal with you first?"

"Hmm~"

Sauron responded lightly: "First send two Qianqi to test the strength of Modao Army."

"promise!"

Lulu Hatu smiled grimly and pointed his finger:

"Che'erhu! Lead people into the battle and let Liangjun see how powerful we are!"

"promise!"

A special general named Cheerhu came out in response. Cheerhu, who had a strong back and a strong back, had fought many tough battles.

"Soldiers of our headquarters, line up forward!"

"Get ready for battle!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

The Yan army, which had been arrayed for a long time, finally made some movement, and the cavalry front line began to advance slowly, not in a hurry to launch a charge from the beginning.

"Well, it's so delicious~"

By chance, Li Siye also finished chewing the leg of lamb. His mouth was greasy. He patted his belly with satisfaction and said with great interest:

"These barbarians finally made a move.

I can’t chew the second leg of lamb~”

While Li Siye was chanting, several soldiers hurriedly removed the wooden tables and chairs. Heng Yinyang also rode his horse to Li Siye's side and said in a deep voice:

"General Li, the rest of the war will be left to you."

"Don't worry, brother, just go down and rest!"

Li Siye looked at the cavalry front line gradually moving forward in the distance with a sneer, and shouted loudly:

"All troops, get into formation!"

"Ouch!"

"Deng Deng Deng!"

"Click rub rub!"

"General's order, form a formation to meet the enemy!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

Tall iron shields stood at the forefront of the military formation, with long and narrow swords protruding from their heads, like the god of death baring his fangs.

Perhaps the charging Yan army did not know that all the comrades who were surrounded in the city at the end of last year died at the hands of Mo Dao's army.

This is the first time this formation has appeared outside Wuguan. In the past, the most elite infantry in Beiliang was the heavy armored battalion. With the destruction of the heavy armored battalion, the Yan army has indeed never encountered a strong infantry force again.

Death.

A famous Yanjun soldier looked at each other with doubtful eyes. Perhaps it was due to the soldiers' instinctive sense of smell. They always felt that the military formation in front of them was full of danger.

Che Erhu, the leading general, was not afraid at all. After reaching a certain distance in front of the cavalry front line, he drew out his gun and shouted angrily:

"Soldiers, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Rumble~"

"Boom~"

"Kill!"

The Yan army's cavalry finally began to accelerate. From slow speed to rapid speed, in just the blink of an eye, the vast front line emerged like a tide, and the Modao army formation emerged.

"Royal!"

"drink!"

A long sword was raised diagonally forward. The strong soldiers' arms were bulging, their shoulders were firmly holding the shield, their legs were slightly bent, and their feet were embedded in the ground.

This is the best posture to welcome the collision of war horses, as you can concentrate all your strength behind the shield.

Li Siye stood in the formation with an expressionless face, silently looking at the two Yanqi advancing forward, without even grabbing the Mo Dao stuck on the side.

In his eyes,
Chapter completed!