A loud horn sounded, followed by the rapid sound of horse hooves. The advancing Sizhou army raised its head and looked up, and saw that the thousands of Yao Fangqiong's defeated troops placed in front of the large army by Tang Qing had broken up and fled.
They ran to both sides as swiftly as a monkey. Behind them, a group of cavalrymen holding high yellow battle flags were galloping from the front.
The role of human shields was not 'useful' at all. The defeated soldiers put their own 'survival' far above the interests of winning or losing the war. This allowed the 500 cavalry led by Zhu Biao to reach the Sizhou Army unimpeded.
, the hastily organized shield wall and the spears were vulnerable to a single blow. The five hundred cavalry were like a peerless sword that cut iron as well as clay. No one could stop them wherever they went. Under the iron hoofs of swords, guns and iron hoofs, souls rolled in mourning.
Bursts of overwhelming murderous intent are overwhelming and invincible.
Once, twice, three times...
Five hundred cavalry troops galloped across the battlefield, led by Zhu Biao, like a sharp blade, stabbing the 30,000 Sizhou Army camp three times without mercy.
Zhu Biao did not go to Tang Qing, nor did he specifically go to find the generals of the Sizhou Army. Although he was very confident that no one in the Sizhou Army could survive under him, but rushing into the formation, especially
He was rushing into the battle when he was severely lacking in strength. He couldn't waste any time in the enemy's battle.
If he had three to five thousand cavalry, that would be fine, but now he only has five hundred cavalry?
"Don't leave, traitor!" Pan Yunqi was furious. As a famous general among the commanders of the Sizhou counties, it was absolutely impossible to let the enemy's small cavalry come and go like this among his 30,000-strong army.
Bear.
Shameful, shameful!
The opponent is only 500 cavalry, but our own army is 30,000. Now we want the 500 cavalry to ravage us like this. If we can't stop it, the enemy's 500 cavalry will be allowed to gallop around in our formation, as if there is no one.
It was a shame for the Sizhou Army and a huge shame for Pan Yunqi personally.
The old man who eats arsenic is seeking death!
Fortunately, Bian Liangqun and others are not on the battlefield now. If they were, they would definitely say this when they saw Pan Yunqi rushing towards Zhu Biao without mercy. And the road was isolated and Pei Lun's army was defeated in the Battle of Gaoming. Why?
?The entire Sizhou Army didn’t know anything about it either.
Otherwise, Pan Yunqi would definitely not be able to avoid Zhu Biao, so he would send him to his door.
"Hmph! You're looking for death." Zhu Biao looked disdainfully at Pan Yunqi, who was coming to kill him. But... "Since you're here, just stay with me!" He jumped out of the horse. Zhu Biao originally wanted to lead the army and continue to attack.
As he rushed forward, he heard a deep shout coming from behind. Although the sound was not loud, it penetrated the space of dozens of steps like a sharp sword and clearly passed into Zhu Biao's ears, indicating that this was
There is a certain degree of fire in a person's inner strength.
He suddenly reined in his horse and turned around to face the coming person.
"The appearance is extraordinary!" Zhu Biao turned around and took a closer look. He saw a group of light cavalry chasing him thirty or forty steps behind him. There were not many people, only fifty or sixty cavalry, and the leader was the general.
Wearing a heavy copper-colored armor and a helmet that reaches the sky, a cluster of red tassels rises high, and the horse gallops like a spark of flame burning.
Not bad! This person is really good. But it’s not because of his impressive appearance that Zhu Biao praised him, but because this person has found the general direction of his attack. He has been moving accordingly, so now
Only when he is about to jump out of the battle circle and start the next round of attack can he catch up with his own tail.
The distance of thirty or forty steps away would disappear in the blink of an eye. Zhu Biao knew that if he did not make a decision and change early, the last remaining group of his army would be beaten by this small cavalry.
If the rear side is attacked by the enemy from the front, even if the cavalry he leads is an elite cavalry from Bodaoling, no matter how well-trained the cavalry is, the part of the people who are attacked will suffer considerable losses.
"Herodus..." The cavalrymen yanked the reins of their horses one after another. The horses under their crotches either had a tacit understanding or were forced to do so because of pain. After a high-pitched neighing sound, the horses stood up and exerted their strength in mid-air.
He twisted his waist, and by the time he landed on the ground, he had already turned back to the horse's head.
The direction of the cavalry changed. Under the guidance of Zhu Biao, they gave up the opportunity to rush forward and instead faced the approaching Sizhou Army cavalry. Zhu Biao single-handedly charged forward and blocked the way.
Pan Yunqi and his party had arrived in front of them.
Just as Zhu Biao imagined, Pan Yunqi had indeed seen his general movement this time, so he was able to rush to where he wanted to go in advance.
In the previous three attacks, although the cavalry relied on Zhu Biao's bravery, they did not rush where there were many people or where they were strong. On the contrary, under Zhu Biao's leadership
Next, they evade the important and take the easy, picking up the soft persimmons and pinching them, just like the knife used by the chef to cut off the cow, sharper and more slippery.
After all, the Sizhou Army has 30,000 people and it is impossible to be overwhelmed by 500 cavalry. Pan Yunqi saw this clearly, and there was also the commander Tang Qing in the formation, so he went all out to find Zhu Biao.
Unlucky, and after failing for the first, second and third time, I finally caught a glimpse of something and successfully caught Zhu Biao's tail.
It's a pity that there are too few cavalry in the Sizhou army, especially Pan Yunqi's men. Otherwise, his 'achievement' would not be to catch Zhu Biao's tail, but to bite Zhu Biao's tail, and even
It is possible to bite the entire Zhu Biao Five Hundred Cavalry.
But in that case, Zhu Biao would have to discover this threatening force, fearing that he would have avoided it long ago.
Under the golden rays of the sun, Pan Yunqi flew close to him like a bolt of lightning, "Wugang Pan Yunqi is here..." Before he had time to complete his name announcement, in just the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhu Biao.
"Death!" With a focused gaze, Zhu Biao would not show any mercy to his opponent who was looking for death. With a flick of the silver gun, the sharp tip of the gun was instantly shaken into a chaotic nebula, each one shining brightly.
The little silver dots are so dazzling to the eyes.
The bright silver gun is really bright. The same move, performed with a bright silver gun, is at least one level more powerful than a point steel gun. It was like a meteor shower. Pan Yunqi's eyes blurred, and he saw countless little silver spears.
Like shooting stars, they were hitting his own front one after another.
Those little silver dots are all deadly evil spirits. Pan Yunqi is not an inexperienced person. He can tell at a glance that they are gang evil spirits and not Gang Qi or Jin Qi. Now they are all calling at his own face.
If the shield is not good, if you miss it even a little bit, your life may be lost.
There is reality within the imaginary, there is imaginary within the reality, there is a virtual reality within a virtual reality, and there is a virtual reality within the real reality. Zhu Biao's shot seems to be a casual flick, but it can kill at least a famous master like Dou Bing in an instant.
People need to be self-aware. The original anger in Pan Yunqi's heart has all disappeared. It turns out that this is a great master of martial arts. Not to mention that he leads an army of 30,000 people with 500 cavalry. He is single-handedly watching three enemies.
The ten thousand armies are nothing, and they are completely qualified.
I may never be able to land a blow of this caliber in my life, and even parrying it would be difficult. Compared with the great masters, I am not as powerful as the boss.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding--" a series of gold and iron chimes.
There are no sparks flying around, and the sound is not loud, but it is crisp and can even give people a rhythmic and pleasant feeling.
The three-pronged fork in Pan Yunqi's hand looked like it was made of wood. Under the impact of the tip of the gun, the entire three-pronged fork was bent and the prongs were bent. The repeated impacts made the iron pole made of iron become cloth.
Full of potholes, big and small.
Bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of Pan Yunqi's mouth. Every collision between the bright silver gun and the three-pronged fork was a painful torment for him. A trace of strength broke into his hands through the three-pronged fork. It could be resolved at first,
But as more and more energy penetrated, it was finally penetrated, and all the internal organs were shaken. Pan Yunqi was already strong if he could endure it until now.
With his legs clamped under the horse's belly, he sat down and the black horse immediately jumped forward. Zhu Biao's spear swung back in his hand. Without giving Pan Yunqi any chance to breathe, the silver light flashed and pierced Pan Yunqi's upper body again.
"Good riding skills!" With a sudden look in his eyes, Pan Yunqi knew that unless Zhu Biao was willing to let him go, he would have no hope of getting rid of him with the power of his horse. He could handle half of the generals.
The people who came from the left and right immediately stepped forward to hold him back, but for a perfect martial arts master with five hundred cavalry behind him, this was simply impossible.
The courage to fight to the death burned fiercely in Pan Yunqi's chest. So what if he fought to the death? Am I still afraid of death? Even if he is not the opponent of General Song in front of him, he should be able to hold on for a few rounds. When the time comes,
If your own army surrounds you, the opponent may not be able to escape safely after killing you. On the contrary, it is very likely that you will abandon the battle and leave before the army surrounds you.
"Kill!" The tiger roared, Pan Yunqi shook the shapeless three-pronged fork in his hand, and slashed towards Zhu Biao in front of him in exchange for his life. The cold glow split the air, and murderous aura filled the wild.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Zhu Biao snorted coldly, dismissing Pan Yunqi's resistance. He moved his legs on the horse, urging the horse to advance quickly, and continued to stab down with the silver gun in his hand.
"Clang--" there was a sound, the cross-guns intersected, and they paused in mid-air for a moment. Then the bright silver gun pressed down on the completely deformed three-stranded cross.
Pan Yunqi dodged.
Draw a gun and stab——
Not yet.
Draw again, thrust again——;
Return the gun, stab——,
Pull it back and prick it again——
Finally it’s all together!
Zhu Biao stabbed Pan Yunqi's waist with a spear, and thrust it inward with force. The armor was as weak as a piece of paper, and the gun head was completely buried in his waist.
With a sideways wave, Zhu Biao lifted Pan Yunqi up into the air.
"With-"
"instigate--"
There was a low cry not far away, and then Zhu Biao's ears caught the vibration of the bow string, "Someone is secretly shooting a cold arrow!" He grabbed his left hand in the direction of the sound, and a carved feather arrow buckled.
He held it in his hand and looked sideways to the place where the sound came from. He saw a Sizhou military officer with the character "horse" on his back. He was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and he still had the ability to shoot sharp arrows on his horse.
Archery posture. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
