Wang Laosan was already covered in blood, and his partner had died in the battle, but this did not make him timid. On the contrary, it made him more motivated to fight. He followed the general who marched forward bravely. Even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, he firmly believed that he would never be defeated.

Able to pass through the formation again.

The general was in front, and he followed closely behind him. The position that had just been killed in the battle was filled by a new brother. Wang Laosan shouted at him: "Move forward_"

The general split open the sword of a Jiannu and rushed over. Wang Laosan shouted excitedly: "It's mine -" and then slashed his sharp saber diagonally. His saber only hit the enemy's sword.

A streak of shining sparks was drawn on it: "Bad luck -" Wang Laosan cursed loudly. He could have retaliated with a knife and chopped the Jian slave under the horse, but the entire formation was rushing forward, and there was no way

He is not allowed to stop. As long as he stops, although he can chop the slave under his horse and gain a military merit, as long as he stays for a moment, he will block the speed of the formation, and the whole process will be like running water.

The formation will immediately become stagnant. This is an absolutely unacceptable mistake, because when using less to fight more, as long as our brothers stay for a while, they will immediately be surrounded by enemies several times their own.

It was a fight at that time.

Therefore, Wang Laosan gave up the military merits he had already obtained and continued to follow his coach and rush forward, because he did not have to worry about the fate of the guy he had let go, because the brother behind him would take over from him.

As a result, the reason why that guy had such confidence was because his saber had separated the guy's broadsword, exposing the guy's left rib. That was a fatal flaw, exposed at this critical moment.

A flaw in oneself is equal to death.

Another enemy was knocked away by his commander, and he finally rushed over. The guy who was rushing towards him collided with himself in a blink of an eye. Wang Laosan turned to one side and hit the enemy hard with his shield.

The horse's head is a perfect opportunity to kill. As long as he swings his saber, he can achieve this military success.

But the two sides were running too fast. At this moment, Wang Laosan's horse had already rushed over. Of course, at this time, the screams of Jiannu came from behind him. Those were the brothers behind him. Make new achievements again.

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At the moment of the collision, Wang Laosan and Mao Chenglu in front were cut off from half a horse's space. This was a very fatal loophole. With just half a horse's space, their coach Mao Chenglu's back was cut off.

was exposed to the enemy, so Wang Laosan gave up his military exploits without hesitation, speeded up his horse, and blocked the loophole in Mao Chenglu's back.

The formation continues to fly forward, and Wang Laosan is fighting desperately, but unfortunately, he basically only plays a role in protecting the coach. His saber has not been stained with the blood of an enemy yet, but he will never hesitate or regret

, this is the formation, this is the strength of the collective, not the bravery of individuals.

The enemy's formation that had just penetrated it did not cause much damage to the enemy, but the impact on the enemy's entire soul was huge. Those Jurchens always thought that riding and archery kung fu was their world. But they met this

An army they had never encountered before, well-equipped, sharp sabers, and well-trained, especially the spirit of not fearing death, made them hesitate. Before the chaos stopped, the enemy's arrow formation broke through again.

He came over, and then, just off guard, Mao Chenglu led his small formation and once again rushed past the invincible Jianzhou Jurchen Five Thousand Formation.

Breaking away from the chaotic enemy formation, Mao Chenglu circled his horse 0 feet away from the enemy's formation, turned the horse's head, and the brothers following him surged past him with a rumble. In the blink of an eye,

Behind him, a complete front arrow formation was once again formed. Although this formation was much thinner than when it was first formed, it was still complete.

Both the man and the war horse were panting sharply, but the smell of blood made the war horse extremely excited. It shook its head up and down, shook its blood-stained mane, snorted excitedly, and kept pawing on the beach with its hooves, accumulating

Use your own strength to prepare for the next charge.

Mao Chenglu put his shield in front of him, and stood the blood-stained saber on his nose. This was a standard warrior salute. Then he slowly lowered the saber at an angle to form a beautiful trap.

horn.

The entire formation was so silent, looking coldly at the chaotic enemy formation on the opposite side. Only the man behind Mao Chenglu was making hunting sounds in the roaring sea wind.

The 5,000 Jurchen cavalry of the Zhengbai Banner were completely stunned by the sudden back and forth impact. They had never been exposed to such an impact. They had never suffered such a heavy blow. In particular, they had never let the Ming army's cavalry attack them.

They came and went freely in the chaotic formation. After slowly adjusting, the entire morale dropped to the freezing point.

Facing that small front formation, the Eight Banners of Jianzhou Jurchens, who had always fought bravely to take the lead when encountering a war, at this time, no one shouted to charge again. They looked at the Fu Liao soldiers who had no shouts and were as silent as a mountain.

The army's cavalry squad looked at them coldly in the roaring sea wind.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time. The fierce general in front of the small sharp arrow formation fiercely waved his saber and shouted loudly: "What is our training camp?"

There were less than a thousand soldiers behind him, and they immediately raised their sabers neatly. It was a beautiful saber. In the bright sunshine, it shone with a strange light, and everyone shouted at the top of their lungs: "Fuliao"

The iron fist of the army.”

"Who can stop us in front of us?"

"If Mount Tai blocks it, smash it; if the sea blocks it, step over it."

"We are unstoppable."

All the soldiers roared: "The teaching camp is unstoppable in the world."

With each of their proud roars, the soldiers of the Jurchen Eight Banners of Jianzhou involuntarily took a step back and looked at the unmoving formation. Only then did they feel that they had truly met their opponents.

Looking at the Jianzhou Eight Banner Jurchens who began to show fear in front of him, Mao Chenglu really had mixed feelings. Once upon a time, he was hunted down by these former slaves and had no way to go to heaven and earth. Not long ago, he commanded

The adopted brothers, in the battles again and again, shed blood on the battlefield, how tragic and tragic are they?

Brothers in the Spirit of Heaven, you can see that under the leadership of our foster father, we have become stronger, and we can already make the slaves tremble in front of us.
Chapter completed!