Bai Lang quickly approached the peasant army's front. He didn't pay attention to who the peasant army was in front of him. He just wanted to kill him anyway. The peasant army did not send cavalry to intercept him, but arranged a spearman and archers to deal with him. This man was out of touch with the cavalry behind him, and there were no cavalry or light cavalry directly rushing to the front of the army? Under normal circumstances, he should have been constantly testing, repeatedly pretending to attack or simply bypassing the front to find the flanks - the opposite side was almost all light cavalry, and he should have done this.

However, Bai Lang hit him head-on, and he did not dodge the arrow shot from the arch bow, which means he used the long-handled sword and iron spear in his hand to dial the strong arrows shooting at the war horses. Although he was wearing a vest, the horse was not Bai Lang. He could move freely and keep up with his physical strength. Bai Lang's sword spear crossed in front, blocked the spear in front and then hit him head-on.

A storm of death was rolled up on both sides. Bai Lang's right hand slashed from front to back, and the same was true for the left hand, and then it would do it again. The whole movement was like spreading its wings and flying high, but it brought blood and human heads to roll. Bai Lang's sides were empty, and all the dead within six feet of the horse were dead. Then the war horse continued to advance, while Bai Lang's sword cut the spear and stabbed him and killed him when he saw him. The entire infantry's front was in a mess and began to flee.

The opponent they faced was not human at all. They did not react so vigorously and were invulnerable to swords and guns. The killing speed was so fast, so naturally everyone was afraid of him. The whole situation was no different from pouring ants in hot water. The infantry front of the peasant army collapsed rapidly, and at this time the light cavalry of the official army had arrived and began to massacre the scattered infantry that had lost their formation.

Bai Lang didn't care about this. He directly crashed into the opponent's cavalry and hedged the opponent. After a while, his horse seemed to be unable to do it... The horse was exhausted and the horse was injured several times. However, Bai Lang himself was fine, and he also killed more than ten cavalrymen along the way. It would be more than a dozen cavalrymen. The ownerless war horse turned over and jumped up and continued to fight. However, the opponent's morale was lost and he turned around and ran away.

The peasant army had four or five thousand people, and they were defeated, only a quarter of an hour. Three thousand light cavalry chased the peasant army along the way, and the peasant army had corpses of ten miles across the road. The government army would not chase them for their own safety reasons. However, there were still very few such people... The government army had almost no losses, and the dozens of riders lost compared to the results of the battle are nothing. The question is - what to do with this head? Each person has one with more than two thousand heads? It is obvious that it is impossible. Who would let the head he cut was taken to someone else?

Bai Lang didn't care how many heads they cut—if you use the head to judge military merit, an officer at his level would not use the heads he cut, but used the results of the entire army and the heads he cut to count military merits. Even if he cuts his head, he would sometimes be criticized... As a general, how could you go on the battlefield and cut your heads? Bai Lang just said, "Come on, you haven't finished fighting yet."

Although the sound was not high, there was a rumbling echo, and the light cavalry didn't dare to say anything more... The matter of robbing the head level seemed to be suspended. However, there were still people who were still clamoring, and Bai Lang directly drove over and slashed the soldier with one knife. "Let's go!" He left without hesitation. Those guerrilla families and others quickly gathered their respective soldiers, and did not dare to say anything more quickly to follow Bai Lang - the right governor in front of him was really a rampant guy. If they violated the military order, he really dared to kill him.

Moreover, when he rushed forward, Bai Lang Zhiyong and others saw it. Even if he looked at such a fierce general, these people felt their courage... Bai Lang killed people like numb at this time, and the evil aura on his body was rare in this world - I'm afraid that only Bai Qi, his fellow sect Wu'an Jun, was similar. Bai Qi killed too much more people than Bai Lang, but Bai Lang personally killed more people than Bai Qi, and these two people were almost killed on the battlefield, so they had a more fierce and heroic spirit on the battlefield than those who killed innocent people indiscriminately.

This is the real murderous aura to fight the bull. Bai Lang's true meaning of tiger shape is mixed with this solemn aura, and it has grown a white tiger aura. The military formation is frightened. If there is someone who can look at it, you will definitely see a murderous aura on Bai Lang's body soaring into the sky, like a wolf smoke. "I just killed that time, and I don't know which leader of the bandit is... I ran quite fast. Well, now I can only see where Li Chuang's main force is."

Soon, a visitor came to report that Li Chuang's camp was dozens of miles away, located outside Kaifeng City. This was actually the decisive battle place reserved by Governor Sun. "Don't wander around anymore, just go find Li Chuang. You guys sent someone to talk to General Sun, and said that someone was ready to attack Li Chuang's camp!"

There were naturally wandering troops outside Li Chuang's camp. When Bai Lang led his army to approach, Li Chuang's king Li Zicheng's troops also knew that there was a Ming army approaching, and even the Ming army led by whom he had already known. The peasant army general who was defeated by Bai Lang had fled back to the old camp and reported the battle situation ahead to the generals in the camp in all aspects. "Right Governor Pingxi General Bai Lang..." These people all breathed a long sigh.

The reputation of this general's bravery has been circulated, and now they have intuitively known Bai Lang's martial arts. "Is it really one man the first to break through the formation?" Liu Zongmin asked more, although he had already asked. "One man broke through the formation, and the entire army was dispersed by this man stepping into the formation." The general who fled sighed and was still trembling slightly, "Is it because the Ming Dynasty's energy has not been exhausted? The White Tiger Star in the sky is on the mortal world?" There are many superstitious people here. After hearing that this Ming general is invulnerable to the sword and gun, he couldn't help but think about the strange power and chaos.

"There is an official army approaching!" The explorer came to report that the peasant generals came out to watch the formation one after another. It was indeed the flying tiger flag with wings. The big "white" character stayed ten miles outside Li Zicheng's camp. Many soldiers and horses were already deploying defenses in this direction, firmly watching the impact route of the cavalry heading to Li Zicheng's camp. The cavalry in front of him did not establish a camp, but instead turned around here for an hour and left.

This was advised by the staff of the army that Bai Lang would set up a camp and then come to the battle. "It will take two days for the supervisor to rush here, and three days for the camp to set up a camp. The governor would also ask the governor to endure it for a while. However, the governor can lead a few cavalry to repeatedly attack to exhaust the enemy..." With Bai Lang's bravery, this kind of fighting style is the most suitable. Bai Lang naturally knew that he had no level of commanding the cavalry to attack, but it is very suitable for him to lead a few cavalry to repeatedly attack.
Chapter completed!