Bailang marched unhurriedly. Anyway, he promised Wang Shichong to kill for him. If he had been more shameless, he could go back and claim that he was done with it. But Bailang would not be so shameless, so he organized the whole army the next day and continued to march.
Once upon a time, we were not so lucky to be able to seize the camp set up by Wagang's military. Therefore, camping was necessary, and Bailang also ordered his two commanders to arrange the camp according to tradition and arrange night patrols.
The contact with the Wagang Army began on the third day. The Qingqi of the Wagang Army began to appear near the Bailang Army. They did not dare to come up to make contact and just watched from a distance. They kept hanging on Bailang to watch them march and camp. There was an endless stream of people.
The light cavalry should have transmitted all Bailang's movements to the main force of the Wagang Army that had not yet arrived. However, Bailang did not have any cavalry at hand and could not prevent the other party from snooping, so he had no choice but to let them go.
Originally, Bailang wasn't worried. Sooner or later, he would have to collide with the opponent's main force. These light cavalry could only detect but could not attack. If they dared to come, they would really be seeking death. With Bailang's bravery, if they really
If you try to attack with light cavalry, you will end up being chased and killed by Bailang in minutes. Two thousand people put the cart in the middle and walked on the road without rushing. There was also Bailang wandering back and forth. Those
No one from Qingqi dared to come.
More and more Qingqi gathered. When Bailang was riding on his horse, he could see more than a hundred cavalry whizzing past in a group. Several times, they charged threateningly into a stone's throw, and then quickly drove away. Bailang did not pursue.
Firstly, his horses would probably not be able to catch up, and secondly, there was no need because sooner or later they would encounter an enemy they couldn't escape - if they continued to advance, they would definitely encounter the main force of the Wagang Army, there was no doubt about it.
The battlefield was in front of a camp. Li Mijun, who had already arrived, set up several camps here, surrounding them from three sides and waiting for Bailang to come. He didn't dare to say anything to others. If it was Bailang, he would definitely hit him. Wait.
A fierce general is accustomed to powerful attacks and never engages in defense. He almost guessed it right - Bailang arrived three miles away in the morning, and then this person did not set up camp at all to protect his retreat, and just attacked aggressively
Come and kill.
Bailang also arranged a simple circular formation, with two thousand people spread out on the left and right like wings, and Bailang and the eighteen riders behind him formed a central army. Rather than saying this is the formation of crane wings, it is better to say this
It is an unknown formation that uses the Chinese army as the axis and continuously rotates attacks. In the future, there will probably be a legendary name called Chexuan formation... Anyway, Bailang took the lead in launching the attack. He was riding on a war horse holding a Pu
Dao and Zaoyang rushed straight forward, followed by eighteen cavalry, and two thousand soldiers also ran forward.
Bailang's horse always tilts to one side, probably because the thing in his hand is relatively heavy. Bailang is already long and strong, even if he is not wearing armor, the weapon he holds in his hand plus himself costs two hundred and fifty six.
Ten kilograms, maybe three hundred kilograms - he hasn't weighed himself for a while. It would be really difficult for a normal war horse to carry him forward, and even though this horse is not small, it is still the same.
Bailang then reached the front of the Wagang army arrayed in front of the camp gate. Immediately, powerful arrows were shot from three sides. There were even arrows as big as iron spears from crossbows - it seemed that they were for fighting.
Bai Lang, Li Mi and the others also fought hard. Bai Lang waved his weapons directly, and the heavy weapons whipped up strong winds and blocked most of the arrows. Even the iron spear arrows shot by the bed crossbow were struck by Bai Lang.
The spear was bent and bounced off, but of course the cost was that quite a few iron teeth on the Zaoyang spear were bent and broken.
However, this level of divine power is extremely exaggerated. Even a grandmaster cannot block the iron spear arrows fired by the Eight Ox Crossbow. Otherwise, let Zhu Yuyan or Shi Zhixuan face the direct iron spear arrows of the Eight Ox Crossbow.
Feeling cold. Bailang was unable to block him, and the war horse under his crotch neighed a few times and was hit by an arrow. In order to prevent the horse from running away and collapse, Bailang did not let the horse wear a vest. "What a pity!" Bailang's luck hit the horse's body.
Suddenly the arrows that had penetrated the flesh popped out one after another, and the places where the bleeding originally occurred were forcibly squeezed by the muscles, and the injured internal organs were also squirming to stop the bleeding and recover. This was all the effect of Bailang's innate Qi. And the war horse was originally maroon red.
The metallic luster appeared directly on the fur, and with a roar like a tiger and leopard, it crashed into the military formation of large shields and spears in front. The spears bounced off the body of the war horse,
There are even ones that cannot break despite the force.
This war horse seemed to be made of copper and iron. It directly smashed the shield in front, knocked over and trampled the soldiers in the first and second rows, and then continued to advance. "The man and the horse are united, Yiqi's sword flashes!" Bai Lang shouted.
With a strange roar, his hands immediately made a big circle. Pity the soldiers who were within two feet of Bailang. The thing in Bailang's hand was already a peerless weapon, the spiked mace body of Zaoyang Mountain and the protruding protrusions from it.
The three-foot-long sword blade also has that heavy weight.
Under the blessing of Bai Lang's divine power, this is a storm of flesh and blood. If you rub it, you will die, whether it is armored or not. Basically, the Zaoyangshan on Bailang's right hand is like a semicircular bloody killing field.
The corpses of all the people killed were incomplete, but the broken flesh and bones were blown away with great force. Even the people who were lucky enough not to be involved were killed by the flying bones. Not to mention the lucky ghost whose face was covered with flesh and blood and internal organs.
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The simple sword in Bai Lang's left hand is not that long, but wherever the blade hits it is cut in half - whether it is an armor weapon or a human body. The unlucky thing about the person hit by the sword pole is that it will only be broken into a curved ruler. Bai Lang's blow
Everyone knows that when he broke the formation in the past, it was almost the same scene - the first attack was three times more powerful. This is tradition. Bailang's horses still trampled forward, and the heavy horseshoes directly flattened the heads on the ground.
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Bailang just waved the weapons with both hands casually, and those long contradiction cards couldn't resist at all, and the soldiers fled from both sides. This was a tactic that Li Mi and a group of generals had formulated before the war, using multiple layers of soldiers to surround Bailang and consume them.
He has physical strength, but he cannot simply let Bailang kill, otherwise his morale will be ruined. Therefore, he still needs masters to restrain him. Therefore, although Li Mi did not move, many masters have already risen into the air and surrounded Bailang.
"Well done!" Bailang was full of energy. He didn't stop at all, but just urged the horse to charge forward. The eighteen knights behind him also performed at a very high level. These eighteen knights were also very good at hard work and had great strength.
, brandishing horseshoes and swords, they rushed in. They lined up on two sides, and the armored cavalry rushed and trampled, and soon completely tore apart the Wagang Army's military formation. At this time, there were a thousand people behind.
The infantry also took the opportunity to attack.
Bailang was not just immersing himself in the rush, he was also judging the situation on the field - after fighting so many battles, Bailang also knew that he could not only enjoy himself, but that everyone else was happy. So he directly turned the horse's head and led the Eighteen Riders.
He rushed in front of the infantry, opening a passage for them to defeat the enemy formation. Just after breaking the second formation, the first group of masters had already surrounded them. These people used either knives or swords, and this sword was also a grown-up battle formation sword.
Rather than the Sword of the Scribes.
They were also very decisive in their attacks, and in cooperation with each other, they all performed at their highest level - there was a sense of Jing Ke's never-to-be-returned aura of stabbing Qin. The attacks of these people were the kind of attacks that broke open the Gang Qi, specifically breaking through external forces.
Jia Kung Fu Heng Lian Kung Fu - Even if it cannot kill the strong man who practices Heng Lian Kung Fu, it can at least cause damage to the person who uses this martial art. Bai Lang just struck out a fierce blow from Zaoyang with one hand, exchanging injury for death to see them
Replace or not.
It seems that there is no change. These four people are also extraordinary in martial arts. When they are hesitating, they turn the fierce Qi-breaking blow into the soft wind around their fingers. With the help of Bailang's strength, they can escape from the strong wind. It's just that.
After retreating for a while, these four men came forward again, together with the other four masters who had already arrived, and attacked Bailang again. "Hey, just using weapons is too much? It seems that I really can't kill you."
Bai Lang chuckled. He threw away his weapon but did not dismount. Instead, he urged the horse to hit the military formation on the side.
As soon as he moved, those masters would move with him, "Don't follow him, please withdraw from the battle formation and defend yourself." Bailang shouted loudly, and at the same time, when the true energy circulated, the horse seemed to turn into a bronze horse, trampling and charging.
The force of the formation was more than doubled. Bailang was on a horse and his position was higher. Those who wanted to attack him had to attack him from the back or jump up. Bailang was waiting for them to slow down a little due to attacking from the back or jumping up.
This time.
His hands grabbed or chopped, and in the blink of an eye, the swords that reached his body were shaken away or caught in his hands. The force reverberated everywhere, and the masters were knocked away. Bai Lang grabbed a sword and laughed.
He casually crushed these swords into pieces. The man also shouted loudly, and the brocade "armor" on his upper body flew away in pieces, revealing the man's beautiful tattoos on his skin, a flowery brocade and seven-headed ferocious beast.
Bare teeth and show claws.
It seemed as if there were pairs of eyes opening around Bailang Mingming, in the hazy illusion. Ordinary soldiers would definitely not be able to see it. The higher the martial arts, the greater the impact. Seven pairs of eyes, seven fierce heads
The beasts gathered together to form a black shape, and Bailang's true energy circulated. The seven beasts also came to life and roared in various colors - of course, these were all "phantoms". Then Bailang launched an attack, and the war horse drooled from its mouth and its eyes were red.
It seemed to have grown sharp canine teeth, and it could bite an expert in one bite.
Bai Lang moved his body, jumped off the horse, and rushed towards the two men standing side by side with a fierce and evil aura. One of the two men held a sword and the other held a whip. When Bai Lang rushed towards him, the first whip turned into a flying dragon.
, and rolled directly into Bailang. The man holding the sword concentrated his energy, and stabbed out with a straight sword, like the rising sun with all its rays of brilliance.