In one round, one thousand, two or three hundred of Cao's troops could be wiped out. How could these non-human beings be given the opportunity to let go of their hands and feet? Ke Jinlun was not said to be more powerful in carefully controlling Gang Qi, but Ke Jinlun was powerful.
It’s a great round.
Life is about being casual, being young is about being wild!
Even if this kind of mowing is not as good as Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu, the other five people still have to compete with each other.
This kind of rivalry cannot be said out loud, but it is in everyone's heart. Zhang Fei heard that his second brother was defeated by Huang Zhong, and he was inevitably unconvinced. Hua Xiong, Taishi Ci, and Wu Anguo knew that they were better in martial arts than Huang Zhong.
Although he is Huang Zhong, it does not mean that he is weaker than Huang Zhong when he kills the enemy.
Huang Zhong's son recovered and he was promoted to a high-ranking official. It was a double happiness. It was when his mind reached its peak, and he vaguely felt that he had made a breakthrough. How could he admit defeat in front of a few juniors at this time? Although, he
Just because I have never put on airs of seniority doesn't mean I don't have such thoughts in my heart.
As for Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun, the brothers couldn't help but compete with each other. Of course, the main one was Zhang Xiu. After he had just broken through and released the Gang Qi with the help of his teacher Tong Yuan, Tong Yuan asked him to go down the mountain. He made it clear in his words.
, the limit of talent is basically the same, it is difficult to achieve greater breakthroughs. Although he is a mentor, it is impossible to say that Zhang Xiu does not have some knots in his heart. What's more, Tong Yuan also asked him not to show off.
If you let out your own strength, you will be killed.
Zhang Xiu respects his master and obeys his orders, but he also feels dissatisfied with Zhao Yun, his younger junior brother who was praised by his master for being so good.
It's not really about resentment, it's just that I want to compete in my heart.
Zhao Yun doesn't have any idea of trying to be first in everything, but he can't lose to Zhang Xiu, as that would be a loss to the teacher's face.
Therefore, this performance was organized by Wang Xuan and Cao Caojun jointly set up the stage. The seven leading actors performed together on the stage and showed off their talents. You shoot, I spear, you knife, I halberd. You sing and I appear.
As for Xiahou Dun... I, who should cooperate with your performance, turned a blind eye and forced the person who loves you most to perform impromptu. When did we start to put away the bottom line and adapt to the changes of the times and watch those poor performances...
Well, now Xiahou Dun is gnashing his teeth and crying without tears. Three rounds have passed. In less than a minute, he didn't give him a chance to react. One-third of the soldiers were slaughtered by these seven bastards alone.
With so many battle losses, we can’t survive this day!
Xiahou Dun, who was in the Chinese army, kept shouting in his heart: I am also a master of releasing my Gang Qi, okay? You seem to be blind, so you are not afraid that I will kill you after I have squandered all my Gang Qi. No, experience.
Weird, I’ll chop you to death!
But in fact, Xiahou Dun is now the 'Little Monkey Dun' in the eyes of the seven people. So what if you are full of Gang Qi? Seven, we have seven. This is a melee between two armies. It is not a time for duel. Believe it or not.
Your rice!
In fact, Xiao Houdun believed it, which was why he had never rushed forward. Of course, this was not because he was afraid of death, but because as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, he must not act on impulse. If he died, who would command the army to fight?
...what a piece of shit!
After three rounds, the seven people finally gave up and continued to torture the mobs. After all, Wang Xuan made it clear before that Cao Cao kindly sent people over to test the heavy armored cavalry and heavy armored infantry in actual combat. He could not live up to their wishes and wanted to
Make good use of it. If they are all slaughtered by them, how can you test the combat effectiveness of the army in actual combat?
This time it definitely has nothing to do with me, Zhou Shuren.
Along the gap created by the seven people, the thousand heavy armored cavalry increased their speed to the maximum and rushed up with a "rumbling" sound. A war horse itself weighs about one and a half tons, plus the heavy armor and the knight's long sword, the weight
What is the effect of hitting a terrifying weight of more than two and a half tons and hitting a human body at a speed of 60 miles?
The four-meter-long spear faced the enemy soldiers who had no time to escape. The tip of the spear penetrated, twigs were cut, blood spattered, and screams continued. It scraped through Cao Junzhen like a broken bamboo. The simple sword and spear that was chopped off, whether it was a knight or a knight,
The war horse doesn't even bother to look at it, it can't even break open the armor, let alone hurt the knight or the war horse!
The human bodies that were constantly being knocked away did have a decelerating effect. When the speed of the first row of heavy armored cavalry slowed down, they had already plowed a corridor of flesh and blood in Cao's army. The second row of heavy armored cavalry had reached its maximum speed at this moment.
, rushed through the gap in the first row, and continued to start the massacre. The first row slowly fell to the end, began to challenge the direction, and then started a second acceleration. In this way, the three rows of heavy armored cavalry went back and forth, even if there was a fish that slipped through the net, there was no need.
Worry, there are a thousand iron cans behind them with armor thicker than theirs to catch the fish that slipped through the net.
In less than ten minutes, they were first plowed by seven shameless guys, losing 5,000 people, a third of the force, and then they were plowed hard by a thousand iron cans, and 10,000 were killed.
Of the 5,000-strong army, only 6,000 people are still breathing.
The killing speed of these heavy armored cavalry charging like steel fortresses is no worse than that of seven masters who release their Gangqi. After all, it is 1000:7. The collective strength cannot be ignored after all.
The heavy armored infantry following behind them had already tried their best to move forward as fast as possible, but... their legs were too short to carry hundreds of kilograms, so they could only pick up some fish that slipped through the net to vent the overwhelming murderous intention in their hearts that was ignited by the bloody smell of the battlefield.
As for the five thousand infantrymen originally in Licheng behind... there was no chance of picking them up.
Tut, tsk, Wang Xuan clicked his tongue, "These seven guys are crazy, they don't know how to restrain themselves. How can we fight this battle? There is no chance for heavy armored infantry to fight continuously. How can we test their combat effectiveness?"
Guo Jia glanced at Wang Xuan, "Can you not laugh when you always say this? In that case, maybe I will believe it!"
"Send the order, let the cavalry on both sides come forward, surrender the prisoners, surrender without killing them!"
The flag was waved, and the cavalry on both sides accelerated sharply to outflank them from both sides. The meaning was obvious, no one could escape.
"Surrender without killing!"
"Surrender without killing!"
An imaginary war ended just as it began. For Sergeant Cao's soldiers, everything happened in confusion.
Cao Jun rushed forward→Cao Jun was defeated→Cao Jun was routed...
I'll paralyze you!
Show your face!
Knock it in!
There is no way to fight this battle, so do whatever you want!
Xiahou Dun cursed loudly, picked up Cheng Yu beside him, turned the horse's head and ran away without saying a word, enjoying the silky smoothness like a Dove...
It only counts as much as he can run back. As the commander-in-chief of an army, there is nothing he can do now. When a great rout occurs, it cannot be reversed by one or two people.
Little Monkey Dun comforted himself in this way and ran without hesitation.