Bai Lang is also proficient in martial arts on horseback. This is the martial arts he practiced during the Chongzhen period in the past by killing enemies and breaking formations - especially two-handed weapons, usually a simple sword and an iron spear in one hand, but the two iron spears can also operate freely. Bai Lang
Not only does it have strong strength, but it also has cleverness. When operating the double iron spears, it can also be as if the snow is drifting over the feathers and cannot be added to the body.
Anyway, he started to use less chopping now, in order to protect the blade, and used more stabbing. Bailang's shot was like lightning, the tip of the spear brought up a trail of blood, and he directly stabbed either the neck or the heart - but cats know how to do it.
The same goes for Bai Lang of Hundred Split Palm, who is quick and accurate with the cooperation of his hands and eyes.
Since the main method of killing is to cut the neck, the action of retracting and stabbing can also be simplified - the blade on the spear will not curl when the neck is cut halfway, and the reinforced ridge on the spear can also effectively protect the spear tip when stabbing.
Although the killing is not as visually impactful as yesterday, the efficiency is not bad at all - it saves effort.
There was no one in front of him, Bailang had penetrated the army formation. When he returned to his horse to kill again, the infantry and cavalry of the Hezhuo tribe had already started to flee crazily - they could run anywhere, just don't face the killer.
God. This murderous god is invulnerable, and there is no hope of defeating him. However, no matter how many people die, who still has the courage?
And Bailang's goal is very clear - to penetrate the entire battle formation, and then kill all the adults in Hezhuo's army, turning them all into heads. And he is rushing into the second formation now. Bailang touched the horse's neck, and his palms were wet.
"It seems that this horse is dying. If it continues to charge, it will lose its strength. Forget it, a certain family can kill on foot."
For him, killing people on foot is probably more flexible, and the two iron spears do not affect it. They are not snake spears that are eight feet long, but iron spears more than two meters long can move freely on the ground. The ground
In battle, one sword is actually more flexible, so Bai Lang threw the iron spear in his right hand, directly piercing two people, and started charging into the formation with one iron spear alone.
It's not difficult to fight a horse on foot, it's really not difficult at all. For Bailang, it's just a matter of picking. If you pick one by one and do it from diagonally below, it will become easier to avoid the armor of the cavalry and stab the fatal vital points directly.
For the infantry array, grab those swords and spears and push them away, and then you won't kill them casually.
Besides, there are not many soldiers who can line up in front of him.
As soon as Bailang shouted, the soldiers in front of him began to abandon their armor and run away, not daring to be attacked by Bailang at all - with this kind of performance, they were worse than the peasant army in the late Ming Dynasty. "This is really a weasel laying waste to a mouse, and the whole nest is worse than the rest."
A whole nest." Bailang also sighed with a smile.
Even the bonus of the doctrine to their morale is now completely empty and non-existent - it is better to say that it has been a hindrance. In fact, the strong soldiers under this doctrine have ceased to exist since the Middle Ages - in the next few years
Ten years later, they will still be beaten casually.
In front of Bai Lang's eyes appeared Cui Yu Huang Shi, and of course the heads of the Red Flower Club. "I think you are not barbarians... you are considered to be better barbarians than the barbarians here. You are blocking me."
Do you want to seek death?" Bailang's innate inspiration enveloped the battlefield. He knew that the leaders had no time to escape, so he was not in a hurry.
He could not believe that they could escape because of his lightness skills, which he had traveled thousands of miles alone.
Cuiyu Huangshan, the slave girl, looked at Bailang. After a moment, she could only roll off her saddle and kneel in front of Bailang. "Why bother? According to your laws, you have nothing to do with this tribe. Even if you are killed by me, you will be implicated."
It won't happen to you." The heads of the Red Flower Club showed unbearable expressions on their faces, but they did not dare to look at Bailang.
This man stood alone in the battle and killed the entire Hezhuo tribe. This was no longer something that ordinary martial arts masters could do. Even masters like Tianshan Shuangying would not be able to combine in front of Bailang. The reason is too simple.
Huo Qingtong is now a master with higher martial arts skills than her master. The three-point sword technique can even easily suppress the martial arts of the chief rudder Zhan Zhan's guards.
But if he still bows down in front of Bai Lang with this kind of martial arts, then we don't know how strong Bai Lang is. If Heng Lian's martial arts has been practiced to this extent, I'm afraid the person in front of him is simply a monster. The head of the Honghua Club also knows this person.
His name is Bai Lang, and he is the number one rebel in the world. I just don’t understand what he, the Ming Prince Shaobao, means?
If it was during the Chongzhen period, the prince Shaobao would have been at least a hundred years old. I specifically pointed out that the prince Shaobao - maybe this is really a monster who has been cultivated to the point of rejuvenating his youth?
In short, it was the chief helmsman who came forward. The guard dismounted from his horse and clasped his fists in salute. For a moment, he really couldn't think of how to speak. After uh-huh-uh-huh for a long time, he could only hold back one sentence, "We are all against the Qing Dynasty...this."
....." Bai Lang interrupted him directly, "They are just barbarians trying to break up the soil. It is the right thing to crusade against these barbarians. Do you, a pig-tailed little barbarian, still want to plead for mercy?"
"Revolt against the Qing Dynasty, look at how you are dressed... Is this called anti-Qing Dynasty? Hahahahahahaha." Bailang burst into laughter and jumped into the air. When he fell, he spread his wings like an eagle.
He threw the spear and nailed a bearded man to the ground, including his horse and man.
"If you want to fight against the Qing Dynasty, you should first change your clothes and then directly raise troops to drive out the Tartars." What Bailang didn't say was, "There is no future in the Taoist sect."
Not long ago, when Bailang figured out that this was the world of Shujian, he had already remembered his disdain for the so-called Red Flower Club in this world a long time ago. Now he has seen basically all the heads of the Red Flower Club.
, naturally he was not very nice, "By the way, there is a person named Luo Bing in your Red Flower Club? Let me see. And where is the Princess Xiangxiang in Zhuo Department? A certain family also wants to see her.
Fan."
What came in exchange was a thunderous roar and a palm, "What do you want?!" Bailang half-turned around, "Wen Tailai, the thunder hand?" A powerful man came with a palm seal, which had a tragic atmosphere. Look.
Lai knew that he was definitely no match for her, but when his wife was about to be humiliated, he had no choice but to step forward and risk his life to strike, but he was just a mandarin duck with the same fate.
Bailang didn't dodge, and directly received his palm, "I don't understand why you are so anxious? I didn't say I wanted to sleep with your wife, I just heard that your wife Luo Bing is beautiful, and I want to see this beautiful woman.
It’s just what you look like... So you can’t help but come out and die? Hahaha, hahahahaha.”
The counter-shock force of the golden bell directly shattered one of Wen Tailai's arms, the meridians were shaken in a mess, and the bones were broken - this was his own strength, Bailang had not increased the strength yet. Wen Tailai vomited blood in his mouth, but he directly
Let several masters grab it at the same time, dance with all their might, and bring back Fourth Brother Wen.
And Bai Lang finally saw Luo Bing, "Oh, that's it. My slave girl is worse than Huo Qingtong. What does Qingtong, your sister Princess Xiangxiang look like?" Bai Lang stroked his beard and smiled, "
Forget it, I’ll go kill your father and brother, and then bring them back to see for myself!”