When Wu Rui saw Zhang Yi rushing towards him, he was so frightened that he got into the ranks of the Tsar's cavalry.
The cavalry were desperate and raised their Chasik sabers to attack Zhang Yi. There was no point in resisting. Under the charge of Zhang Yi and the warriors, the enemy's fighting spirit was lost.
No one can resist this cavalry from Mopan City.
They wielded heavy steel knives, which could cut the Chasik saber in two with one blow. They held sharp spears in their hands, which could penetrate the chest and abdomen of the Tsarist cavalry with one stab, killing the cavalry. The pick flew into the air.
The warriors following behind stood on their horses and used crossbows to accurately shoot the Tsarist cavalry.
The savage cavalry from the northern cold land had never seen such a formation before. They were trembling and their eyes were full of fear. Their brains seemed to be in a short-circuit state and they were in chaos. They could only flee towards the north desperately.
Then another group of iron cavalry rushed from the north. Three thousand people blocked the valley completely, forming a formation with a depth of five rows. Under the leadership of Iron Fist Niu Ben, they pushed all the way across.
The escape routes in front and behind were blocked.
The warriors on both sides kept shooting arrows and throwing Molotov cocktails.
Tens of thousands of cavalry from the Tsarist Empire crowded together, trampling on each other and screaming in despair. Many people were pushed to the ground and trampled to pulp by the crazy horses. Some people could not control the weapons in their hands and stabbed their own people. bodies, "killing each other" in the squeeze of each other.
The enemy was defeated, their hair was scattered, their eyes were red, and the moans of dying beasts came from their throats. Their armor was soaked in blood, and the weapons in their hands were either stuck in the bodies of their own people or left on the ground.
God abandoned them, and death came at this moment.
In Zhang Yi's view, the enemy's wailing was not worthy of sympathy at all. These beast-like guys were killing people everywhere and had committed countless crimes. If they were allowed to escape into the interior of China, there would be no telling how many women, children, old and young would be bloody by them. Massacre!
"Go to hell!" Zhang Yi roared, "Kill all the enemies, leaving no one behind!"
The warriors of Mopan City roared. They had never seen Yi Ge be so violent. He had always been kind and merciful in the past battles. But they now knew that they could not bear to attack Yi Ge, a Chinese compatriot, and he could not bear to attack foreigners. As a savage enemy, Yi Ge would rather act as a god of death.
"Kill all the enemies, leaving no one behind!"
"Fight for your righteous brother, fight for China!"
The roar echoed through the valley.
A rainstorm of arrows shot at the enemy, broadswords and spears fell on the enemy, splashes of blood were thrown in the air, and the enemy's heads kept rising and falling.
The thick bloody smell almost made everyone suffocate.
Wu Rui was squeezed in the middle of the Tsarist cavalry. His pale face was stained with blood, and he was struggling to survive in despair. He was originally riding a war horse, but now he was suspended in mid-air. The horse had long been squeezed to death, and his hands He grabbed randomly and grabbed the cloaks of the cavalrymen and climbed up with all his strength, so as not to be trampled under their feet and turned into pulp.
Tragic, really miserable!
Wu Rui looked up at the sky with great sadness, envying the birds flying in the sky.
It was a group of eagles waiting for a feast.
Wu Rui couldn't help but think of his "glorious" life. He followed King Liu Kai in the north and south, and made great achievements. He was praised as a wise man and could be called Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms.
Why is this happening?
I hope my son Wu Liang can escape.
He tried his best to look towards the cliff to the west. Wu Liang was climbing up the cliff with a rope. At this time, everyone's attention was on the battlefield, and no one noticed this guy who was as cunning as him.
Wu Rui let out an excited howl, sounding like crying, laughing, crazy and stupid.
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While Zhang Yi was charging furiously, he still retained the sobriety of a commander. He noticed a yellow battle flag inlaid with gold in the north, flying in the wind.
That was an agreement with Shi Gandang. Once the Tsar's army was blocked, Zhang Yi could kill the enemy with confidence. Once the black battle flag with gold trim was raised, it would be the signal to retreat.
Great!
When Tsar Andrei broke into China, he was like a robber from out of town. He did not understand the situation and adopted conservative defensive tactics.
There's still time.
Among thousands of troops, Zhang Yi stared at Wu Rui. He saw Wu Rui a few hundred meters away, clutching his hands like a drowned ghost, squeezing in the middle of the Tsarist cavalry.
It looked miserable and shameful.
You deserve it, you ungrateful bastard who lured thieves into the house, Zhang Yi thought.
After killing the enemies layer by layer, Zhang Yi led the warriors to attack Wu Rui.
Jueying seemed to know that the critical moment was coming. It trampled on the fallen enemies and horses, and rushed forward with great passion. The roar of its master and the violent heartbeat made Jueying extremely excited.
It climbed higher and higher, and under Zhang Yi's command, it finally stepped on the dense enemy and stood above the sea of people and flesh.
This scene, like a miracle, aroused cheers from the warriors of Mopan City.
A majestic black horse raised its hooves and neighed. A young commander raised high the invincible Chinese Dragon Bird Sword.
There is no more inspiring image than this.
"Long live my sworn brother, charge with blood!"
Someone shouted this new battle cry, and it was immediately spread to ten, and then to hundreds, throughout the entire battlefield, and everyone shouted this sentence.
That's right, Yi Ge is the king of Mopan City warriors and the king of wolf cavalry. He is the successor chosen by King Liu Kai and the hope for China's take-off!
Soon, even the wolf cavalry who were blocking the enemy in the north shouted these words and cheered up to fight the enemy bravely.
It shakes the mountains and rivers and stirs the soul.
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"Sworn brother?" Tsar Andrei spat out these two words awkwardly.
He held a telescope and watched the massacre in the valley, his hands shaking uncontrollably. The word Yi Ge made him panic. He knew Zhang Yi, but he didn't know who Yi Ge was.
"Righteousness - make up for great specialness."
Bu Da Te means elder brother. A translator behind him told the tsar that Yi Ge was Zhang Yi's nickname. Chinese people always call men they admire.
"Dudrak(bastard)!"
His Majesty the Tsar uttered a series of obscene words in a disgraceful manner.
The Tsar calmed down. At this time, when the 50,000-strong army in the deep valley was about to be destroyed, he finally saw the situation clearly. Zhang Yi's men and horses were only 20,000, and there could be no more.
He waved his hand and ordered the hussars and guards to counterattack.
The military bugle sounded, and hundreds of thousands of troops moved into action.
"Ula!"
The enemy troops rushed towards Shi Gandang and others like a tide.
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At this moment, Zhang Yi placed the panlong stick across the saddle, bent down, and with his left hand forcefully lifted Wu Rui out of the crowd.
"Old Wu Rui, do you still recognize me?" Zhang Yi asked.
To him, Wu Rui seemed to be stupid, rolling his eyes and spitting out blood.
Unexpectedly, he still had a trace of reason left, and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab Zhang Yi, grinning and said: "Zhang Yi, with you or without me, go to hell!!"