What's next after thirty steps? It's still a dense mass of Khitan soldiers holding spears. Li Yao Nayan is at least eighty steps away from Shengtu Yehu. With this thickness, even if the heavy cavalry tries its best, it will be difficult to rush through.
Facing the forest of spears, the war horse can't move even an inch!
But Shengtu Yehu gave the order to advance thirty steps regardless of the cost.
Therefore, the Shura Camp cavalry did not pause or object. They remained silent, leveled their long poles, and began to urge the horses to speed up. With the squeeze of the Khitan spearmen, the space left for the Shura Camp to speed up was very small and heavy.
The heavy cavalry simply cannot increase its speed within such a distance. If the cavalry loses its speed advantage and then falls into the siege of spearmen, the consequences can be imagined. But knowing that going forward means death, Shura Camp
He rode heavily, but no one flinched.
They are proud Shura heavy riders, and their mission is to move forward indomitably.
"Shura! Forward, forward! Forward!"
Shout out to the slaughtered wild fox!
At this moment, the Shura battalion cavalry who had been silent for a long time burst out with a loud and loud shout: "Shura, move forward!"
Move forward! They are Shura heavy cavalry who never retreat. They are unique cavalry in the sky and on earth. There is no such word as retreat in their hearts, and they have never given up. The order of the King of Han is to kill Li Yao Nayan.
They are executors, executors who have no hesitation. Their road ahead is a thorny road, and one step they take may lead to the abyss of death, but they still move forward. They are not afraid of death, because they are the gods of death who harvest life!
forward!
The invincible Shura camp!
Shengtu Yehu didn't rush to the front, he shouldered an important mission, so he couldn't die yet!
One hundred Shura heavy knights in attack formation moved forward at a slow and heavy but rhythmic pace. The knight at the front stabbed a Khitan soldier to death with his spear, but soon there were at least twenty spears poking at him.
On his body and the body of the war horse. The heavy war horse was pushed down by dozens of Khitan soldiers at the same time with their spears! The huge war horse fell to the side with a crash, and a group of Khitan men rushed forward and stabbed them like crazy with their spears.
Indiscriminate stabbing. Even if they were wearing full armor, the knight and the war horse could not resist such intensive and crazy blows. Soon, the knight and the war horse were stabbed to death. The second Shura knight seemed not to see the death of his companion at all.
He took over his companion's position and continued forward.
The five knights walked forward side by side, using the long spears in their hands to clear the way and nailed forward one step at a time. Every time they took a step forward, a Shura knight would fall off his horse and be attacked by the Khitan who came over, either with a spear or with a weapon.
Killed with a scimitar. The crazy Khitan soldiers would cut off the heads of the Shura knights, then raise their heads high and shout to the sky. Their shouts were shrill and arrogant, but they could not scare the Shura knights. When one person dies, the next one takes over.
.Five people died, and five people took their place.
The first echelon of the one hundred Shura knights who rushed forward advanced five steps, but all of them were killed after only five steps. As the last Shura knight reached the end, he slashed three Khitan soldiers to death with a sword and was cut into pieces randomly.
One hundred Shura knights from the second echelon have taken over. So, the cycle of death continues. They kill, and then they are killed. After three steps, the one hundred Shura knights from the second echelon only moved forward three steps at the cost of their lives.
The third batch, one hundred cavalry, the same width, the same fearlessness.
Shengtu Yehu's expression was still calm, but his heart was bleeding. Many of those outstanding knights were first trained by him in Taiyuan. In the past few years, the Shura Camp had never encountered them during their expeditions to the north and south.
Opponent. Even Huben Protector Luo Xu had to admit that in front of the heavy cavalry of the Shura Camp, his Tiger Ben fine armor was definitely no match. But today, just as Li Yao Nayan said, the heavy cavalry of the Shura Camp fell into a quagmire.
δΈ. They are like stepping on swamp ground, sinking deeper and deeper with every step they take, unable to extricate themselves.
There has never been such a loss, it has never been so difficult.
Shengtu Yehu watched one Shura knight die in battle, and watched the real warriors under his command pull a few Khitans along with them to go to hell even if they died. The Khitans had the advantage, but every time they killed
A Shura knight has to pay three or five times the price. In fact, killing a Shura knight requires the lives of ten people. Such a bloody price is too high to accept. The Khitan people are afraid in their hearts.
They were afraid of the Han cavalry, who looked like wild beasts. Because of fear, they had to force themselves to kill each other. Only when the enemy was dead was there really no threat.
The Zhaozhou city wall has turned into a fierce hand-to-hand battle. More and more Khitan soldiers climbed up the city wall along the ladder. The number of defending Han troops decreased sharply, but the Khitan people, who had an absolute advantage in military strength, simply
Killing forward like crazy without caring about casualties.
Liu Ling was no longer able to shoot arrows. It wasn't that the arrow pot was empty. The arrow pot was at his feet. He only had to bend down to draw an armor-piercing awl. But he had no chance to take the arrows. More and more Khitan
The man broke through the defense of his soldiers and came to him. Liu Ling had abandoned his bow and used his sword to kill people. His sword was blue.
His sword's name is Zhan Lan.
There were fewer and fewer soldiers around Liu Ling. The last four soldiers guarded Liu Ling, and then stood there without retreating, constantly drawing swords and killing people. Zhao Da could no longer be seen.
It was no longer possible to see where Liu Mao was. There were people everywhere on the city wall, and everyone was surrounded by enemies.
Liu Ling cut open the stomach of a Khitan warrior with one knife. The blue blade rotated in the Khitan warrior's stomach, mincing all the internal organs. When the knife was pulled out of the enemy's stomach, blood slid down the blade.
The most surprising thing was that there was no blood on his knife. The blood beads fell along the blade and did not stain the blue long knife red. Suddenly, Liu Ling saw the body of the soldier standing in front of him to his left.
He stiffened for a moment, and then a scimitar came out from the soldier's lower back. Immediately, the scimitar was suddenly pulled upward. The soldier whose stomach had been cut open stabbed the sword into it before falling down.
It hit the Khitan warrior's heart, and the two fell down holding each other in their arms.
Liu Ling's heart was shocked, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red!
With a long roar, Liu Ling stood up!
His sword movements suddenly change, opening and closing widely, cutting mountains and rivers, which is generally unstoppable!
In an instant, the three Khitan soldiers in front of him were chopped to the ground. Liu Ling endured the pain in his lower back and stepped out step by step. Every step he took would kill one person!
The knife cuts through the air, cuts off cause and effect, and sends you into reincarnation.
Liu Ling has worked harder since he saw Xie Jun's amazing sword skills more than a year ago, and after seeing Xie Jun's domineering sword that shattered a giant shield and cut people in half.
He is invincible in the sky and on the earth. In a one-on-one battle, Liu Ling thinks that he may not be Xie Jun's opponent until now. But for more than a year, Liu Ling carefully recalled Xie Jun's sword skills, and then used them to
Improve.
If Xie Jun's sword skills are invincible and no one can resist one-on-one, then Liu Ling's sword skills are completely improved for group battles. He changed Xie Jun's sword skills from targeting
One person has to deal with many people at the same time. This sword technique may not be as domineering as Xie Jun's sword technique, but it is more sharp and cruel than Xie Jun's sword technique!
Xie Jun's swordsmanship is the swordsmanship for winning, and Liu Ling's swordsmanship is the swordsmanship for killing.
Although he is injured, even if the dragon is injured, he is still a dragon! How can a group of clowns, monsters and monsters resist him? A knife and a fire, killing people without calculation!
When the last soldier beside Liu Ling fell, Liu Ling had already killed more than a hundred people with his sword. His wounds burst and blood flowed out, but his hand was still so stable that it made people palpitate!
A Khitan warrior slashed at Liu Ling's back with a sword. Suddenly, a knife point appeared on his chest. The Khitan soldier looked back and saw an evil spirit wrapped in bandages that looked like an evil spirit from hell.
It's Zhu Sanqi, Zhu Sanqi who suffered twenty-three injuries.
Behind Zhu Sanqi were countless Zhaozhou people, men, women, old and young, armed with various weapons, full of murderous intent.
"Kill, kill these heartless beasts!"
A gray-haired old man picked up a broken horizontal knife and walked forward tremblingly step by step!
Countless people rushed forward from Liu Ling. At this moment, they all transformed into vengeful Shura, and each one of them was a real Shura warrior. They chopped with knives, stabbed with spears, beat with fists, and bit with teeth.
Looking at those Khitan people, their eyes were full of hatred. It was burning hatred! That fire can burn everything and burn all enemies to ashes!
Zhu Sanqi supported Liu Ling, who was almost out of strength. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled with his bloody teeth, "I'm back again!"
Liu Ling nodded and looked outside the city.
The Shura Knights are still moving forward, regardless of life and death! In just half an hour, thousands of Shura Knights have died. At the cost of thousands of deaths, they forcefully pushed the countless Khitan soldiers back.
He took more than twenty steps back!
"Throw the gun!"
Shengtu Yehu shouted loudly!
The hundreds of Shura knights in front took off their throwing spears and raised their arms regardless of the arrows that hit them. Following Shengtu Yehu's order, hundreds of throwing spears were thrown out fiercely. However,
Because the distance is more than fifty steps, the spear cannot hit Li Yao's face at all!
More than two hundred Khitan soldiers were stabbed to death with spears, but Li Yao Nayan was unscathed. Looking at the heavy cavalry of the Han army who still did not give up, his heart had never been shocked. This was the first time he had experienced a soldier at such a close distance.
He had never thought about the hatred and murderous intention of the nation, that those weak Han people had such courage to move forward. Why did they refuse to take a step back even though they knew they would die?
"forward!"
Sheng Tu Wild Fox waved his finger.
Hundreds of Khitan soldiers were stabbed to death by throwing spears, and the Khitan formation became more relaxed. Taking this opportunity, the Shura knights took another ten steps forward, but were immediately blocked by the additional Khitan soldiers.
Dozens of Shura knights in front suddenly jumped off their horses, then drew out their horizontal swords and stabbed the horses fiercely. The horizontal swords could not cut through the chain armor, but the tip of the swords still stabbed the horses! The bloody knights passed by countless
After training, they knew what the master's order was. At this moment, dozens of blood knights let out a shrill scream!
The dozens of blood knights had no burden and rushed forward with force. The impact of the blood knights was unparalleled in the world. In an instant, countless Khitan soldiers were knocked down and then trampled to death by the blood knights. Dozens of blood knights were trampled to death.
The blood knight rushed forward more than ten steps before being killed by the swarming Khitan soldiers, but with such sacrifice, he pushed forward again and advanced more than ten steps! The Shura knights behind quickly followed up and resisted vigorously.
The Khitan soldiers' counterattack.
Looking at Li Yao's face just thirty steps away, Shengtu Yehu took a deep breath.
"Throw the gun!"
The Shura knight who followed behind followed his order and threw the spear out. Although the distance was enough, as Li Yao Nayan shouted urgently, the Khitan soldiers guarding him used their flesh and blood to block the attack.
In front of him! Hundreds of Khitan soldiers used their bodies as shields to block the hundreds of spears! Seeing Li Yao Nayan was in danger, more Khitan soldiers rushed forward crazily and pushed the Shura Knight backwards.
There were not many people around Li Yao Nayan. Sheng Tu Yehu had a determined look in his eyes. He slowly untied a cloth bag the size of a copper basin from his back, then found the fuse and lit it with a fire stick. He was holding the piece with one arm.
Gunpowder bag, roared suddenly! He raised his right arm, and with his loud shout, the gunpowder bag flew out in a parabola and went straight to Li Yao's face!
