Although the remaining four white elephants did not fall to the ground, they were too frightened to fight Lin Yi anymore. They each made strange neighing sounds and turned around and retreated.
More than a dozen Xiaba tribesmen kept shouting and whipping in the air with long whips, and finally managed to control the four white elephants.
Lin Yi did not continue the pursuit.
When the Shaba people tried to control these giant elephants, he did not pursue them.
The results speak for themselves.
Everyone present could see that even a few more giant elephants might not be Lin Yi's opponent.
Although these giant elephants are powerful, their bodies are also too large. Anyone can see that their movements are too slow compared to Lin Yi.
Even with the complement of those riders, Lin Yi seemed to be more than capable in both strength and speed.
But Xia Bayi's heart obviously couldn't bear such a failure.
There was a thick haze all over his face.
"If these white elephants were equipped with giant throwing nets instead of broken star crossbows, the result might be different." He looked at Lin Yi and said word by word.
Lin Yi smiled slightly and said: "There is no unchanging battle formation in the world, and there is nothing absolutely perfect."
When Xia Bayi said those words, many party members present had not even fully recovered. When Lin Yi's voice sounded, everyone woke up and understood the meaning of their two sentences.
Xia Bayi obviously meant that if the ordnance equipped on the white elephant was a throwing net, it might be able to restrict Lin Yi's movements and restrain Lin Yi, and the advantages of the giant elephant riding would be revealed.
But everyone also understood what Lin Yi meant. If it were a real enemy, Lin Yi would not deal with these heavy riders like this unarmed.
If these white elephants were equipped with throwing nets, then Lin Yi might not necessarily use this fighting method.
What's more, what Xia Bayi was talking about at this time was the tactics used by these heavy cavalry to deal with the lonely Lin Yi.
But Lin Yi is the general of Zhenxi, and he is not always a single practitioner.
What's more, the Xiaba tribe's heavy cavalry originally showed its power only in large army duels, and it was not specifically designed to deal with a single practitioner.
Compared with the collision of forces just now, the conversation between Xia Bayi and Lin Yi at this time seemed even more different.
Many of Xifeng Hongqi's generals looked at the Xiaba people with a hint of contempt in their eyes.
"It seems like I can't afford to lose."
However, Xia Bayi's next words made them suddenly look solemn again.
Xia Bayi immediately realized his gaffe and directly admitted his mistake.
On the battlefield, generals who can quickly admit their mistakes and calm down their emotions are often difficult characters to deal with.
At this moment, a man wearing a gold silk robe walked up behind Xia Bayi, chatted softly with Xia Bayi, and then walked out from the crowd.
This man did not stand out among a group of Xiaba people, but as soon as he stepped out, it was obvious that he was significantly different from the other Xiaba people.
His skin color is even fairer than that of people from the Southern Dynasties, his hair is brown with natural curls, and his pupils are obviously not black, but light blue.
Through these characteristics, even Lin Yi could guess that he was not a member of the Dangxiang tribe, but a member of the country in Loulan or further afield in the Western Region.
This man was only in his thirties. He looked at Lin Yi coldly, and his first words came with a strong Northern Wei accent: "I heard that your flying swords in the Southern Dynasties are very outstanding. General Lin, you are the master of the sword pavilion.
I would like to ask you about the art of flying swords."
Lin Yi just wanted to say that he didn't practice flying swords, but before he could say anything, the man didn't want to say anything at all, and didn't even say his name. There was a clear sword cry from his sleeves,
A sword light has already flown up.
It's just that this sword light is not one, but two.
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. When the cold light suddenly appeared in the opponent's sleeves, he could see clearly that they were two flying swords, one big and one small. The big flying sword was silver-white, and the tip of the sword was blunt, like a sword.
There is a ruler, and the small flying sword is dark iron color, a thin blade, both ends are very sharp, and it is only the size of a willow leaf.
"Mother-child sword?"
When he saw the two flying swords clearly, he also felt that there was always a breath connected between the two flying swords, and he instantly understood that these were the mother-in-law flying swords that had been lost to many sword sects in the Southern Dynasty.
The mother-child flying sword was also called "twin swords" in the Southern Dynasties. Some sword sects simply called it "double meteor". This kind of flying sword is actually like one of the flying swords always holding the other sword. The two swords are like
It is tied with an invisible rope.
Among them, the main sword, which is the mother sword, keeps swinging the child sword when it flies away. Therefore, those who don't know the way between them only see that the two flying swords have different sword paths. They think that the flying sword can distract the messenger.
Use it to constantly control two different flying swords, but those who understand the reason will know that no matter how the child sword flies, it can't escape the power range of the mother sword, and the power of the child sword is not the same as that of the mother sword.
The difficulty of this flying sword technique is to accurately control the assassination position of the sword.
Often the mother sword confronts the opponent head-on, and the child sword is weak in strength, so it specializes in stabbing at the weak points of the opponent's armor.
This kind of mother-and-son sword was lost in many sword sects in the Southern Dynasties. The biggest reason is that it is difficult to practice. As for the power against the enemy, it is certainly more powerful than ordinary flying swords.
But at this moment, he saw that the other party was using this kind of son-mother sword, and felt that the other party was only at the middle stage of Chengtian Realm. Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh. He swept back, waved his hands at the same time, and said: "
It seems that I don’t need to take action. You think it’s special to have an extra sword than ordinary people. There just happens to be someone in our army who can compete with you.”
When he heard the word "Zijian", the man's heart suddenly shook. The sword light slowed down slightly. He did not expect that Lin Yi could see the origin of his flying sword at a glance. After hearing these words, Luo Jilian, Shen Kun and others
It was immediately clear that Lin Yi was talking about Bai Yuelu, and they couldn't help laughing.
Bai Yuelu didn't say much, she stretched out her hand slightly, chi chi chi chi chi... A sharp sound filled the area in front of Lin Yi, immediately startling the generals who were closely guarding Hong Qi on the stage in front.
The man who used the Son-Mother Sword instantly turned pale in horror.
In the air in front of him, countless flying needles were suddenly densely packed in a radius of tens of feet.
Although he clearly knew that the opponent could not control hundreds or thousands of flying needles at the same time, with his perception, he really could not tell which flying needles were real and which flying needles were fake.
Bai Yuelu had no intention of showing off her skills. She just took a breath and put away the flying needle.
The shadows of needles all over the sky disappeared instantly.
The face of the man who used the Zimu Sword turned green and white. Everyone naturally felt that he realized that he could not defeat Bai Yuelu, and then naturally stopped. However, at least the people of the Xifeng clan did not expect that at this moment,
The two flying swords that seemed to be retracted suddenly accelerated violently, making a terrifying roar in the air. The mother sword fell in the air and stabbed directly into the back of Lin Yi's head, while the sword flew down diagonally, cutting into Lin Yi's hands.