If you look down from the air through the rain clouds, you will see thousands of people rushing to the rushing Zhulu River, split into two sides, fighting against each other on a ten-meter-wide front. One side is full of cavalry with black armor and red scarves, and the other side is not as much an army as a group of farmers holding weapons.

But it was this group of farmers who resisted the attack of the elite Xuan Armored Red Treasures, although the situation was in danger.

Looking further away, a cavalry with the same black armor and red scarf was rushing towards the right wing of the peasant army from the back. The defense there was extremely weak. As long as it was attacked, the hard-struggled front would collapse.

At this moment, a small team in black clothes and black armor appeared on the right side of the front line, barely resisting the black armored cavalry.

Qin Lei finally encountered a real battle since he vowed that night. He knew that he would not have a trace of luck in the face of the invincible Baisheng Qi army, so he abandoned all distracting thoughts, pulled out his sword behind him, and stood firmly in the formation.

Qin Lei was surrounded by two squadrons of the escort squadron and a scout squad, with a total of ninety people. These 90 people were at an absolute disadvantage in the face of 500 cavalry. However, the Qin people never knew what fear was, especially when they were against their mortal enemy, Yumeng Army.

The team members held the crossbow bow steadily and gently pulled the trigger. Every time the crossbow arrow was off the string, it would take away the enemy's combat power. Unfortunately, the distance was too close. After two rounds of shooting, the team members had to throw down the crossbow bow in their hands and pick up their carry-on weapons to fight the enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

The guards' daily training is to form formations to deal with various impacts. As the main imaginary enemy, Yum cavalry is naturally the top priority. The team members used round shields to protect their upper bodies, lowered their bodies and rolled to the front of the horse, fearlessly facing the galloping cavalry, and stomped onto the calves of the war horse with their pavilion.

The sharp Park Knife and the violent speed of the war horse rushing towards each other easily cut off the horse's legs. The war horse that lost one leg could not maintain balance and rushed out for a distance and fell violently. Once the knight on the horse fell, he was killed by the team members behind him with a gun.

This strange killing method immediately cut off Qi soldiers and turned over and magically resisted the attack of the cavalry.

A fierce battle appeared in every part of the battlefield, the air became more and more stagnant, and blood mixed into the soil with the rain, turning the river bank into a strange brown color, and then flowing into the water, dyeing the Zhulu River water into a charming red.

Zhao Hang's face became increasingly ugly. He understood that this was the result of the Yum Army's immediate battle after two days of marching. When people were trapped and horses were exhausted, the impact was less than half of the past. If he had reached 70% of the usual level, these native chickens and tiles would definitely not be able to withstand such a long time.

He raised the flag high, drew a circle in the air, and pointed firmly at the enemy formation. Seeing this, the messengers beating the war drums vigorously. The passionate voice spread throughout the battlefield, reminding all the Yum Army that the time for the decisive battle has come.

The Yum Army shouted loudly: "Scared!" No longer cared about whether they would be trapped by a lasso, whether they would be cut off by a rolling knife, and rushed into the formation regardless of life and death.

As mentioned earlier, the Yum Army is proud, even if it is prepared. Especially when facing enemies like bandits, this pride often turns into disdain. They do not regard the other party as opponents of the same level, so they cherish their lives especially, for fear of being injured or even losing their lives in such meaningless battles, and they cannot catch up with the battle against the Qin army.

So when they became serious and no longer sting their lives, the alliance between the peasant army and the guards was not enough. A black torrent rolled in, breaking the spear in the enemy's hands, and then smashing the ignorant enemy into a meat pie. In an instant, Qin Lei was squeezed into a small space less than seven feet in a radius. Countless dark cavalry spears stabbed from all directions, and each time they took dozens of lives.

Qin Lei also encountered the enemy without any hesitation. Two cavalry lances stabbed him at the same time. Qin Lei did not dodge or avoid it. He just used a mountain knife to be lighter at the seven-inch point of each gun, and the two guns slid down from the left without being controlled. Qin Lei rubbed his body and attacked one on the left, and Shen Qing, who was guarding him, pounced on the other.

Qin Lei slashed the horse's neck with a knife. The heavy hijab cut off the horse's head in half. Blood gushed out, dyeing half of Qin Lei's body red. Qin Lei was not affected at all. With a long roar, he pulled out another hijab with his left hand and chopped off the left leg of the knight's horse. The knight's spear behind him stabbed him again. Qin Lei was about to use the same trick again, but suddenly felt a tightness behind him, and he was pulled back into the formation by the guards behind him. The guards kept stopping, dragging him one by one behind him.

After passing through layers, he stood back at the innermost part of the battle formation, separated from the enemy by a dense crowd.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes without warning. He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but he could not make any sound. He was stunned by the actions of the team members and forgot to move for a moment.

Since he came to this era, he has always reminded himself of the identity of outsiders, so it is difficult to have feelings for everyone. He is always calculating how to survive in this era and the value of the people around him. Now, those guards who are regarded as thugs and bodyguards have performed several pretending behaviors for his illusory oaths,

Several actions that have won people's hearts were willing to pull him behind him when facing death, and handed over all the hopes of life to him, the hypocritical "instructor".

Watching the team members jumped up one by one and threw them out. Qin Lei's eyes turned bloody and roared, and he rushed up to fight the enemy to fight for life and death. The team members blocked him tightly at the end, beside the bridge.

Occasionally, someone would look back at him, smiled honestly, as if saying, Instructor, we should perform well.

The killing continued, and one robe was killed in front of Qin Lei, as if sharp blades were inserted into his heart. Time was so long that everything seemed to be playing slow motion. Qin Lei looked up at the sky, and the rain seemed to turn bloody.

Bloody memory.

A surprise voice came from his ear: "Okay!" Then several guards set him up and rushed to the bridge, and the bridge was finally repaired.

Qin Lei was consciously blocked across the bridge. He came to his senses until he landed. At first glance, he saw the peasant army and guards on the opposite side rushing toward the bridge. In shock, he finally regained his ability to speak and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Retreat all and cross the river in batches!" Lukan on the side was so anxious that he couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!