"Yeah, yeah, yeah -" Yelv Chonggu let out a series of strange screams, not because he was nervous, but to distract his opponent's attention.
While riding the horse forward, he swung the steel knife in front of him with his right hand. At the same time, he released the reins of the war horse with his left hand, quietly grabbed the soft sheepskin pocket on his side, and pulled out a two-foot-long short sword from it.
ax.
Immediately, he leaned up, waved his arm, let go, and hit Han Qing's horse's head with the short ax deliberately painted black.
He doesn't seek a fatal blow, but only seeks to force the other party into a panic before the distance between the two is close enough for him to raise his knife and chop violently.
This is a killer move he has learned over many years in the military, and it has never failed. Today should be no exception.
However, the expected panic scene did not appear. Han Qing just flicked the gun and flicked the flying hatchet away. Immediately afterwards, he released his left hand, pointed his fingers forward, and gently placed his wrist on the gun shaft.
With a slight press, "Whoosh -" a cold light flew out against the back of his left hand and went straight to the door of Yelv Chong Valley.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Yelu Chonggu's strange cry suddenly turned into an exclamation. Relying on the instinct cultivated by years of fighting with people, his body quickly leaned back again, and his back was directly pressed against the war horse's butt.
The cold light passed quickly two feet away from the bridge of his nose. It turned out to be a short crossbow made of fine steel! It may not be able to penetrate the armor, but if it hit his face, it was enough to distract him.
It was obvious that the opponent had the same idea as him just now. He didn't want to kill him with one blow, but just wanted to force him to panic.
And now he is indeed in a hurry!
Knowing that something was not going well, Yelu Chonggu decisively took his left foot out of the stirrup and quickly turned his body to the right side of the horse's belly.
The horses clashed at extremely fast speeds. In the blink of an eye, the distance between him and Han Qing was reduced to less than nine feet.
Yelv Chonggu's body disappeared on the horse's back, pressing against the outside of the horse's belly. He tried his best to pull out the knife, with the back of the knife facing inward and the blade facing outward.
The spear in Han Qing's hand used the inertia of the war horse to stab at him. However, there was no target on the saddle.
Yelu Chonggu's body was blocked by his war horse. The spear in Han Qing's hand could not turn around to reach the other side of the war horse, and it was too late to change weapons quickly.
"Yeah -" Yelv Chonggu shouted loudly again. He stepped firmly on the right stirrup with his right foot, exerted force on his waist and thighs at the same time, and quickly turned himself back on the horse. At the same time, his arms struggled to swing back.
The blade drew a sharp arc in mid-air and went straight to Han Qing's shoulder.
The two war horses crossed each other, and the distance between the enemy and ourselves was instantly shortened. The sword was so sharp that it was inevitable to avoid it.
"Bang!" Han Qing raised the barrel of his gun in time to block the light of the sword. Then he pulled back with his right hand and pushed forward with his left hand. The spear in his hand was like a giant python turning over.
The distance between the two people was quickly opened, and the spear in Han Qing's hand went straight towards Yelu Chonggu's weak spot from the side and rear.
"Ah!" Yelv Chonggu screamed incessantly, and the steel knife swept back and hit the gun tip hard.
The weapons of both sides collided in mid-air, and a string of golden sparks erupted. Immediately, the distance between each other was further drawn by the horses, and each rushed to the next target without looking back.
When the cavalry clashes, there is only one chance for each other's forward generals to meet each other. As long as each other's horses pass each other and the distance is reopened, the opponent can only be handed over to the robe behind him.
A war horse at full speed cannot suddenly turn around. If you give your back to the enemy, no matter how weak the enemy is, it will definitely be a death-seeking act.
Therefore, with three points of regret, Han Qing leveled the spear again and went straight to the new opponent in front of him.
It was a middle-aged man of about thirty years old, with equally rich combat experience. Seeing the gun point heading towards him, the man decisively swung his sword at an angle.
"Ding!" The blade of the blade collided with the side of the gun, making a crisp sound. However, the blade of the gun was only pulled out half an inch, pressed against the blade, and continued to stab his chest.
"Ah——" The middle-aged wolf rider let out a scream, quickly put his left hand on the handle of the knife, and pushed it diagonally with all his strength.
This time, he missed the push. The spear in Han Qing's hand seemed to be alive. He suddenly lifted it up and then pressed it down quickly. The gun barrel let go of the steel knife in the middle-aged wolf rider's hand, and the gun tip went straight to the man's neck.
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The sharp spear point passed through the throat of the middle-aged wolf rider. Han Qing used the speed of the horse to swing the spear and throw the man's body high into the air.
The corpse circled in the air and hit the heads of the two wolf riders. The wolf riders who were charging forward let out a cry of surprise and had to pull their mounts to dodge, and their forward speed suddenly stopped.
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"Ah——" The scream came from behind Han Qing, but it came from the mouth of Yelu Chonggu.
This person's second opponent was none other than Takemata. The steel knives from both sides collided in mid-air, sending two strings of sparks flying.
Then they each changed their moves and slashed at their opponents' shoulders with their swords.
A crossbow arrow flew silently and hit Yelu Chonggu's shoulder. His body stiffened suddenly, and his hand movements immediately deformed. But Wu You took the opportunity to twist and avoid his diagonal slash, and slashed him with a knife.
under the armpits.
Half of Yelu Chonggu's body was quickly stained red with blood, and he screamed and fell off the horse. Zhang Fan and Wang Wu protected Dou Rong and rushed past his body, waving their steel knives to kill the enemies they met along the way.
The army cut off the horses' backs one after another.
Without looking at the blood splashing on both sides, Dou Rong raised the crossbow again and quickly searched for a suitable target with her eyes.
She saw a wolf rider waving a steel knife and quickly approaching Han Qing. He aimed at the opponent without hesitation and triggered the mechanism.
The crossbow arrows were like lightning, passing by Han Qing's arm and shooting into the target's eyes. The wolf rider realized that the danger was approaching and had to dodge sideways. At this moment, the spear in Han Qing's hand accelerated suddenly, and the spear tip was like lightning.
, went straight to his left chest.
The Wolf Cavalry lost the opportunity to dodge the crossbow arrows and had to raise its sword to parry, but failed.
As expected, Han Qing used a feint to deceive the opponent's arm, quickly moved the spear half a foot away, changed the angle and stabbed hard. The sharp spear point pierced the opponent's leather armor, ribs, and internal organs, revealing a scarlet mass from the back.
The corpse was thrown up again by him and smashed against the surrounding wolf riders. The latter was smashed into a panic. Without even looking at it, Han Qing swept the gun in front of the horse with one hand, and quickly took out the short crossbow with the other hand and pulled the trigger.
, "Ding——", the fourth wolf rider was shot off his horse.
Led by the war horse, the fifth wolf rider quickly appeared in front of him. Without enough time to see the opponent's appearance, Han Qing dropped the short crossbow and stabbed straight with the spear in both hands.
The opponent raised the knife with both hands and slashed diagonally, trying to cut off the gun barrel. Feeling the huge force coming from the gun barrel, Han Qing suddenly released the fingers holding the gun.
The gun barrel was split by the steel knife, and the wolf rider used too much force. His body instantly lost his balance and swayed back and forth on the horse.
While the other person was trying to sit upright again, Han Qing quickly drew his knife and chopped the person into two pieces at the waist.
The fierce battle caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead. His breathing became heavy, his arms were sore, and the tip of his nose was numb. However, his reactions became more and more sensitive.
This is the effect caused by accelerated secretion of adrenaline hormones. Knowledge from another world quickly gave an explanation.
Taking a deep breath, he swung his knife again, pressed against the arm of a wolf rider, and cut off the opponent's ribs with the blade.
The view ahead suddenly became wider. There were not enough Liao wolf riders, and the team was about to be killed by him.
The two wolf riders closest to him looked at each other in a hurry, then decisively stepped forward side by side, trying to turn the tide with their numerical advantage.
An arrow flew through the air and shot the wolf rider on the left off his horse. Knowing who was helping, Han Qing thanked him loudly, turned his body to the right, and concentrated on dealing with the enemy on the left.
A boomerang came quietly and hit the neck of the war horse under the wolf rider. The poor war horse was stimulated and screamed and raised its front hooves.
The wolf rider on horseback lost his balance and had to lower his body. He screamed and used both hands to pull the horse's mane. Han Qing wiped it away with his knife, opening a two-foot-long wound on the man's back.
Blood fell like a waterfall, and the wolf knight was instantly breathless. Han Qing was carried by the war horse and continued to gallop, but there was no longer any enemy in front of him.
Holding the knife in one hand, he slowly tightened the reins with the other hand, and then gently exerted force with his right foot. The mount received the order, slowed down, and turned around in a circle. Taking him with him, he adjusted the direction.
Ye Qinglian, Dou Rong, Zhang Fan, Wang Wu, Wu You and others who followed them also turned around with their mounts, and then quickly formed a team, preparing to launch a second round of charge at the Wolf Cavalry from the rear.
The wolf cavalry team was only reduced by more than half after being punctured. The total strength was still higher than that of Han Qing's side. However, they did not dare to turn around and fight again. They all tried their best to mobilize their mounts and fled.
