There is a cavalryman beside him. This man's name is Zhao Bin. He is a cavalry commander in the Qin Imperial City garrison. He has a seventh level of physical training and is considered to be among the top 50 cavalrymen.
The two of them worked as a team to control this most spacious main road, where the largest number of imperial guards passed through and the pressure on their shoulders was also the greatest.
In this hour, three waves of people have come along this road, and there are quite a few people in each wave.
At the right moment, they managed to defeat a thousand-strong Imperial Guard force. The streets were covered with corpses. Looking at them, they could estimate that there were no less than six or seven hundred of them!
The black armor of Wang and Ben was soaked with blood, and the skin on the back of their hands was also covered with a thick layer of plasma.
His chest was rising and falling heavily. Even if he was at the eighth level of body training, killing four to five hundred people in a row was obviously a big drain.
Wang Ben calmed down his breathing, maybe because he was younger, he looked at Zhao Bin beside him and said.
"Old Zhao, take a moment and take a breath, the next wave is probably coming soon."
Zhao Bin gave a heavy grunt and pressed the war gun in his hand hard on the ground.
A war gun is one foot or eight inches long, and is made entirely of fine iron. It weighs seventy or eighty kilograms at least. It's not good to carry it in your hand all the time. When you rest, just lean it on the ground.
That also saves energy.
Zhao Bin is almost forty years old, so of course it's best to save his physical strength.
Just as Wang Ben said, the next wave of people quickly arrived at the end of Royal Street.
Looking from a distance, you will find that the number of people in this wave is larger than before, and the formation in the front is a bit chaotic, while the formation in the back is relatively orderly.
Presumably, the Suwei Imperial Army that retreated in the previous waves and the new force that came later were integrated together, and the two forces came together again.
If this is the case, there must be at least two thousand people!
Wang Ben tightened the gun in his hand and looked at the sharp tip of the gun, his eyes full of perseverance.
"General Xie, as long as Wang Ben is still alive, he will never let anyone go!"
Wang Ben took a deep breath, and his body-protecting energy quickly condensed outside his body, and he called Zhao Bin beside him to charge again.
In the dark place, the imperial troops in front saw two cavalry charging towards them, and those who had been killed and retreated suddenly panicked.
This group of Qin cavalry who appeared out of nowhere is really terrifying. There are only two of them, but their charging posture is like a thousand troops. The war guns in their hands are simply the scythes of death, harvesting human lives crazily.
!
Some people were really frightened, and immediately turned around and wanted to run away, but they were blocked by the people behind them and couldn't escape at all!
The rumble of iron hoofs came closer and closer, and the Da Qin cavalry attacked with fierce force, and they were about to dig into the formation again.
When the distance between the two of them narrowed to less than a hundred steps, and it didn't take long for them to come into contact, the originally chaotic Suwei Imperial Army suddenly dispersed left and right.
Then, hundreds of archers suddenly appeared from behind the team, each holding a horn bow, and the quivers on their backs were filled with armor-piercing arrows!
This distance is too close. No one within a hundred steps can dodge the bow and arrow. Obviously there are smart people in the imperial army. They know that the cavalry is most afraid of thousands of arrows, and they also know how to close the distance!
Wang Ben's expression condensed on his horse, and when he saw the formation of crossbowmen in front of him, he secretly screamed that something was not good, but now it was inevitable to avoid it, and his heart suddenly changed.
"Scatter their archers!"
Wang Ben shouted loudly, his voice rich and powerful, and gave instructions to Zhao Bin beside him.
"Got the order!"
After Zhao Bin was stunned for a short time, he immediately changed his eyes with determination.
It is true that the cavalry is afraid of the archers, but they are heavily armored cavalry, and the armor is still made by Ou Yefeng. Even if they face a volley of thousands of armor-piercing arrows, they should have room to deal with it!
"Boohoo!"
The first wave of arrows came in a hurry. Wang Ben and Wang quickly used their guns to knock them away. At the same time, they clamped the horse's belly and urged the mount to continue charging.
Dense rain of arrows followed one after another, and the war gun weighing dozens of kilograms in Wang Ben's hand was almost turned into a big windmill. It was not leaking, but it was not much different.
In fact, he was mainly blocking arrows from the horse. He himself was wearing heavy armor and had protective aura covering his body, so arrows hitting him would basically not cause any damage.
The two horses advanced together, and I don't know how many arrows they had deflected. Seeing that the distance was getting closer, the archers in front seemed to have lost their position. Some people in the front row began to step back, staring at the two ferocious horsemen with fearful eyes.
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"kill!"
The rain of arrows suddenly stopped, and Wang Ben seized the right opportunity to fire a war spear, urging his horse to accelerate and rush into the enemy formation. The archers in front were immediately killed in pieces. Some were trampled to death by the war horses, and some were killed.
Many people were killed by the war lance in the hands of the cavalry.
The two of them rode their horses and charged. The invading Imperial Guards were clearly large in number. The charge was smooth, but halfway through the charge, they began to encounter obstacles. Some of the Imperial Guards actually did not hesitate to form a human wall, hoping to withstand the attack.
The momentum of the charging horse.
Once the war horse fails to charge, the cavalry is basically doomed.
In order to avoid this situation from happening, the brave Wang Ben jumped up without hesitation and flew forward with the help of inertia. Immediately, the energy in his body flowed crazily, and his whole body hit the human wall like a cannonball.
He held the war gun horizontally in his hand, and in one fell swoop he smashed into a wall of dozens or twenty people. Some of them even flew out and crashed into another crowd.
Wang Ben vomited a mouthful of blood and heard the approaching hoofbeats of the royal horse behind him. He turned back without hesitation, reached out and grabbed the saddle and got on the horse.
At this time, the speed of the war horse had not slowed down, and the mighty behavior of the horse owner just now scared the people who witnessed this week half to death. For a moment, the charge became smoother. Wang Ben's war gun was smashed horizontally and vertically, and occasionally he could hit him.
He picked up a bunch of human gourds and fought his way through, finally breaking out of the siege.
The collision just now seemed powerful, but it caused Wang Ben to suffer internal injuries. He only felt that his internal organs were churning, and there was a vague sweetness in his throat, but he could only swallow it down.
"Old Zhao, are you okay?" Wang Ben looked forward, but he was still very concerned about Pao Ze's condition.
The people around him didn't answer. Just when Wang Ben felt bad, there was a sudden roar and Zhao Bin beside him turned over and fell from his horse.
"Old Zhao!" Wang Benhu was stunned and immediately looked at Zhao Bin who fell from his horse.
At this time, Zhao Bin was lying on the ground, covered in blood, but the fatal spot was not on his torso, but on his face.
There was a flying knife stuck in the gap of Zhao Bin's visor, and it went directly through the gap and shot him in the eye. Judging from the darkness exposed at the tail of the flying knife, you can tell that the knife was poisonous, otherwise it would be impossible to simply shoot it in the eye.
As for defeating a seventh-level body-refining madman.
Zhao Bin groaned, his body twitched uncontrollably, and black blood flowed from his mouth and nose under his visor. It was obvious that he was dying.
Wang Ben was furious. He didn't expect that there were masters of hidden weapons among the Song army.
"What a rat!" Wang Ben said angrily.
A man from the Qin Dynasty could die in battle while galloping on the battlefield. Even if he fell off his horse and was chopped into pieces, it would be better than being attacked and died in a dark way. This is a shame!
Hearing this, a man from the Imperial Guard broke out and came to the crowd and laughed.
"I'm sending you the poisonous dragon escort Liang Xian."
Liang Xian, once one of the eight great kings of Liangbo Mountain, is now under the command of the Twelve Divine Palaces.
"Ninth level of body refining..." Wang Ben's eyes narrowed.
As both a body-refining madman, Wang Ben immediately noticed that the opponent's strength was higher than his own.
He has thousands of troops and horses, but suddenly a master comes, and I am afraid that today's plan will be completely disrupted.
Once we are unable to defend the Imperial Street and allow the Suwei imperial army to support the Xuanshentai, today's efforts and sacrifices will be in vain!
The more Wang Ben thought about it, the angrier he became. He looked up and saw that the troops behind the Suwei Forbidden Army had retreated in an orderly manner under the command of the officers, and were about to exit Yu Street and go to Xuan Shentai.
"kill!!!"
Wang Ben let out a wild roar and urged his horse to meet again. At this time, his sense of responsibility for guarding this place and the grief and anger of Pao Ze's killing intent filled his heart.
It was such a ridiculous thing to strike a formation on horseback, but no one present could laugh, because even if there was only one person on the other side, the fighting power of the body-refining madman should not be underestimated.
"act recklessly."
Poison Dragon Dart Liang Xian sneered. In the sky full of snowflakes, his figure floated into the air. He jumped to the top of a roof and watched the scene below with great interest.
It is impossible for him to fight against the enemy with this group of Song troops. He came here today just to display hidden weapons.
Seeing Wang Ben charging into the formation again, this time he was riding a single gun, and the effect of charging into the formation was obviously not as good as before. He encountered many obstacles, and the speed of his horse also slowed down again.
Gradually, Wang Ben could only be surrounded in the middle, and the horses could only spin in circles. The swords, guns, swords and halberds stretched out from all around were waving at him, making it look like a dangerous scene.
Wang Ben tried his best to support him. He was young and energetic, and he had a fierce energy. An iron gun flew up and down in his hand, and he killed more than a dozen people in a moment.
At this moment, Liang Xian, who was on the eaves, seized the opportunity, raised his hand and fired a poison dart, aiming at the gap exposed by the movement of Wang Ben's shoulder.
Once his poison penetrates the skin, it will definitely seal the throat with blood, and even the ninth level of body refining will not be immune.
Just when he was proud, Wang Ben in the formation seemed to have felt something, and he accidentally used a kick to hide. At this time, darts came one after another, wiping out a spark on his armor, and then shot into an unlucky person.
in Song Jun's throat.
In an instant, Song Jun's face quickly turned black, he clutched his throat and fell to the ground dead.
"Huh?" Liang Xian frowned.
At the same time, Wang Ben turned over and sat back, took off the bow and arrow from the saddle, put the arrow on the string with one hand, raised the bow with one foot, and shot an arrow at Liang Xian.
This set of actions was so skillful that it was completed almost instantly. The bow and arrow shot through the air. Liang Xian was immediately shocked. A body of protective aura instantly covered his body, blocking the arrow at an extremely dangerous time.
At this time, the tip of the arrow was only one finger width away from the tip of his nose!
"Good guy!" Liang Xian was shocked and angry.
Wang Ben missed an arrow and could only continue to fight with his gun. He and his horse were trapped in place, unable to move.
Liang Xian was aroused by the dangerous arrow and launched poisonous darts at Wang Ben one after another, but he was narrowly dodged every time.
Wang Ben was anxious. From the corner of his eye, he saw Song troops approaching at the end of Yu Street. Soon someone would step out of Yu Street to support Xuan Shentai.
"Fuck!!" Wang Ben yelled anxiously.
There were constant gunmen all around, and he was trapped in place and faced difficulties. Seeing that his mount was no longer useful, he felt determined and was about to dismount and fight on foot.
But suddenly, a scream came into his ears, accompanied by the roar of iron hooves, not far from him!
Suddenly he turned around and saw that a Qin cavalry was charging through the Song army on horseback. This man was holding the reins and kept thrusting forward with the iron spear in his hand, which seemed a little stiff and strange.
However, his horse power was still sufficient, and he rushed all the way, and countless Song troops died under his hooves.
He charged silently like this, all the way to the end of Royal Street,
At this moment, Wang Ben was stunned for a moment, and before he knew it, his eyes turned red.
Surprisingly, there was a poison dart that had not been drawn out on the faceplate of that cavalryman!
"Old Zhao..." Wang Ben gritted his teeth.
"This is impossible!"
Liang Xian's reaction was even more surprising. Seeing Zhao Bin charging into battle again, he felt that his cognition had been subverted.
His poison can poison the ninth level of body refining. This is the result of many tests. How can a person who is only at the seventh level of body refining be able to withstand it? This is unreasonable!
Liang Xian felt a surge of anger welling up in his heart. He immediately took out his throwing knife and threw it at Zhao Bin who was charging.
"Puff puff puff!"
The flying knife penetrated through the gaps in Zhao Bin's leg armor and shoulder armor, directly piercing his flesh.
However, Zhao Bin continued to charge as if nothing had happened, driving his horse in a rampage, holding the iron gun stiffly in his hand. Because he was covered with a mask, no one could see his expression clearly at this time.
On the eaves, Liang Xian was stunned, thinking for a long time, and then he seemed to understand something.
The cold wind and drifting snow passed over his body. Liang Xian looked at the back of the cavalry and said leisurely.