The enemy cavalry took turns charging at him.

Yang Xuan blocked and counterattacked; blocked and counterattacked...

He was doing this almost numbly.

Behind him, Wang Laoer suddenly flew past.

"Fire the arrow!"

A wave of arrows flew towards him, and Wang Laoer almost turned into an arrow man. He landed awkwardly, slapped a horse thief to death with one palm, and was swept in.

Is it so important to maintain formation at all times in battle?

Yang Xuan understood a lot, but at the moment, his mind was filled with the thoughts of Wang Laoer.

Ahead, a horseman rushed towards him with a ferocious smile, and the horse thief on the horse was shouting.

"Yo ho!"

Yang Xuan has never been so awake.

He raised his knife.

Not blocking, but taking a step forward.

With just one step, the horse thief's attack rhythm was disrupted.

The horizontal sword passed by the side of the horse.

When the horse thief fell from his horse, Yang Xuan felt his scalp numb... From the time he rushed down to now, he has been suffering from scalp numbness.

He rushed forward, and Cao Ying behind him gave a sharp shout.

clang!

The sound of blocking was heard, and Yang Xuan turned around sharply.

A big-eyed horse thief was fighting Cao Ying with a long knife.

Yi Niang unceremoniously attacked with a soft sword.

The horse thief blocked again.

The old thief makes up for it with a knife.

This skilled horse thief will die with his eyes open.

Yang Xuan thought of the knowledge about ancient battle formations he had read in the scroll, but at the moment he had no time to summarize, so he turned his eyes and shouted: "Second Brother!"

"Mr. Lang!"

Wang Laoer shouted from the front.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and an armored horse thief leader flew out, his breastplate shattered, and he vomited blood in mid-air.

Wang Laoer flew out of the encirclement and slashed with his sword.

"Surround and kill him!"

A leader pointed at Yang Xuan and shouted.

Yang Xuan ducked to avoid the knife, turned his body, and the horizontal knife followed.

Blood spurted out, and Yang Xuan rushed towards Wang Laoer.

The horse thief rushes.

Yang Xuan no longer stood in defense, but took the initiative to rush forward.

Block, release force, swing the knife.

Chills down the spine.

He turned around suddenly and swung his knife.

The horse thief behind him probably didn't expect that he would suddenly turn around and kill his horse with a single blow.

"Is that so?" Yang Xuan suddenly realized.

"Mingfu!"

Yang Xuan turned around and saw a crowd of people.

"kill!"

The criminals were charging and killing with all kinds of weapons.

"Out of town!"

Qian Mo led the soldiers out of the city.

"Crush them!"

Zhuang Sheng shouted.

"One wave!" Deng Hu said with a cold face, "Crush them with one wave of impact. If successful, destroy them. If not, retreat!"

This is the normal behavior of horse thieves.

"Array up!"

Qian Mo arrived, and Yang Xuan led his people into the array.

Qian Mo raised his sword.

"Archer!"

More than thirty soldiers stood with their bows and arrows ready.

"Lance formation!"

The prisoners gathered together, their spears pointing outwards.

"Fire the arrow!"

Thirty arrows flew away.

The rushing horse thieves fell off their horses sparsely.

"Crash into it!"

Deng Hu shouted.

But after seeing the dense mass of spears, the war horses actually slowed down.

Just as Qian Mo was about to give the order to attack, he saw someone stepping out of the array.

The prisoners behind him all followed suit.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan, who was wearing official uniform, gripped his spear and stabbed him.

The horse thief fell from his horse.

The intensive stabbing with spears and the arrows behind them were just one wave of superior strikes, and the horse thieves were defeated.

"withdraw!"

Deng Hu had a dark face and cursed: "Who said that about the young county magistrate?"

Zhuang Sheng said gloomily: "He is indeed a young man!"

"Failed!"

The horse thieves fled in panic.

Deng Hu saw the man in front of him, a young man wearing official uniform.

"He's standing right in front." Zhuang Sheng's eyelids twitched.

"He has been charging forward, this bitch... what the hell!" Deng Hu turned the horse's head and cursed: "Withdraw! Come back next time and massacre the city!"

"Massacre the city!"

The horse thieves fled away shouting wildly.

Yang Xuan stopped, his mind a little confused.

Qian Mo issued a series of orders and everyone began to clean up the battlefield. He immediately asked people to follow the sentry and walked to Yang Xuan's side.

Hand it over seriously.

"Today Wuming Mansion is destroyed and the city is destroyed!"

Yang Xuan put away the knife, feeling severe pain in his shoulder, but he still insisted on patting Qian Mo's shoulder, "Why are you so formal?"

Qian Mo was a little surprised, "I looked down on Ming Mansion earlier, I feel ashamed."

"I was a little panicked before." Yang Xuan did not hide the fact that he was a rookie, but the hunting experience in Dongyu Mountain helped him.

"Mingfu"
To be continued...