Chapter 780

"Those wounded cavalry are in danger!"

Beside Fumeng Lingcha, the generals of He Baye and the guards of the Western Capital looked at the five thousand white male soldiers who were destroying the withering and cleverness in the distance, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes. Although everyone's position is different, Wang Chong also offended his own capital protection, but at this time, seeing the power of the Wusi Tibetans, everyone can't help but feel the same way.

After all, everyone is from the Tang Dynasty, and, in the end, the guards of the Western Capital are all going to fight against Dayan Mangpojie.

"Boom!"

The mountains and rivers shook, and five thousand white male soldiers charged together, but what broke out was the momentum of tens of thousands of troops, and that kind of momentum was indomitable and invincible. If the original Bai Xiong soldiers can be one enemy and two enemies, and one enemy, then the current Bai Xiong soldiers have finally shown his ability as the guardian of the Us-Tibet Plateau, defending the royal capital, defending the world, and at the same time the strongest army in the entire Us-Tibet.

The current white male soldiers are no longer showing one to block two or three, but to show the terrible power of one against eight, nine against nine, and even one against ten.

- This is the true face of the terrible legion that can compete with the heavy cavalry army of the Great Rymakrumu on the plateau.

Boom, the plateau shook, and the earth seemed to crack. In front of these 5,000 white soldiers, any famous general will feel a deep trembling and shock, as well as an infinite pressure.

"It's finally out!"

On the other side of the battlefield, just behind the countless silver-white walls of steel, Wang Chong's pupils contracted, and he looked at the white male army rolling on the opposite side, his eyes revealing unprecedented solemnity.

Big Benz Array!

Dayan Mangpojie finally showed that this white male soldier had fought against the Makrumu Army on the Uszang Plateau back then, and it was the most powerful formation in the entire plateau that was handed down from the Great Snow Mountain Temple of the Uszang Holy Land!

"Bon" represents "Bon", the oldest religion on the Us-Tibetan Plateau, which was born far beyond the Us-Tibetan Emperor and even the religion of the Great Snow Mountain Temple, the oldest sect on the plateau.

All Usi Tibetans believe that this Great Bon belongs to an extremely ancient civilization on the plateau that has disappeared. And the Great Bon religion is similar to the "Great Snow Mountain Temple" of that era. All the information about that Wenshu, including the Great Bon Sect, has all disappeared, and only the scaly claws remain, which are still preserved in the Great Snow Mountain Temple for future generations to see.

And the Great Bon Formation, which is preserved in the Temple of the Great Snow Mountain, belongs to a powerful formation of the "Great Bon Sect", including the white male soldiers of Dayan Mangpojie, all of which are trained with the secret methods of the Great Bon Sect.

- The mysterious white pattern painted on both sides of the barley horses of the white male soldiers is the imprint of the Great Bon Sect.

These are the times of the Great Catastrophe, which came out of the Usz-Tibetan Plateau!

When Dayan Mangpojie's white male soldiers displayed the "Great Bon Array", this almost represented the entire plateau, and it was also one of the most powerful cavalry combat forces in the whole world! There are definitely not many troops that can stand at this peak, and the white male soldiers are one of them, and the Magulum Legion of the Great Food is also one of them.

And Wang Chong's "Black Wounded Iron Horse" is also among them!

It's just that in his previous life, Wang Chong never had the opportunity to lead the "Black Wounded Iron Cavalry" to compete with the "White Male Soldiers" of Dayan Mangpojie, the god of war of Wuszang Shura.

"That's fine, let's see who has more powerful soldiers and horses! Who is the real strongest cavalry in the world!"

The wind was mighty, Wang Chong rode the white hoof, his eyes staring at the opposite side, and an unprecedented light flashed in his eyes.

In the previous generation, when Wang Chong rose, the hundred generals fell, and the starry sky was dim, although he was known as the first soldier saint in the ages, and was recognized by those predecessors. But deep down in Wang Chong's heart, as a pure general, he still has some regrets that he can't compete with those real and powerful opponents.

The Black Wounded Iron Cavalry is known as the first cavalry in the world, although this title was obtained in the battle with the invaders of the other world, and has been recognized by everyone, but the Black Wounded Iron Cavalry has not fought with the white male soldiers of the Wusi-Tibetan Plateau, and the second has not fought with the Great Food Mark Liumu Legion that has defeated the Tang Dynasty, Gao Xianzhi and the Anxi Du Protector, and the third has not fought with the wolf tooth iron cavalry of the Turks, which is a bit unworthy of the name.

And now, I can finally make up for one of the regrets.

"Ready!"

With a clang, Wang Zheng suddenly drew his long sword and pointed diagonally to the opposite side, the silver-white Uzi steel long sword flashed with bursts of cold light under the dark clouds. In an instant, everyone's momentum converged, and the ten swings and ten decisions also changed.

Originally, it was just a rudimentary form of ten swings and ten decisive formations, but suddenly the aura of slaughter was several times stronger.

Wang Chong's gaze looked at the opposite side from afar, and the gaze of the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen also gathered to the opposite side.

1,300 zhang, 1,200 zhang, 1,100 zhang, 1,000 zhang......

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the white male army that casts the "Big Bin Array" is speeding up, and the aura that bursts out of the body is becoming stronger and more terrifying, and above the five thousand white male soldiers, the void is distorted, faintly revealing a huge, ancient, white "swastika" symbol, giving people a powerful oppressive force.

Just by looking at it from a distance, you can feel an invisible sense of spiritual oppression.

However, the most terrifying thing is the fusion of the breath and strength of the five thousand white male soldiers, and when the five thousand men and horses charge as a whole, it is the most heart-wrenching.

However, in the face of the white male soldiers in this state, Wang Chong's eyes were still flat and motionless.

Nine hundred and fifty zhang, nine hundred zhang, eight hundred and fifty zhang, eight hundred zhang!

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, but Wang Chong is still unmoved. His eyes were slightly closed, still waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance for Dayan Mangpojie's momentum to reach its peak, and there was no turning back. This time, he not only wants to defeat Dayan Mangpojie, but also completely solve the disaster in the west of the moraine.

Seven hundred and fifty zhang, seven hundred zhang......

The distance is getting closer and closer, and it is slowly less than two thousand meters, and this distance has slowly become dangerous.

Six hundred and fifty zhang, six hundred zhang!

"Wang Chong, take your life!"

A voice was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth, Dayan Mangbojie lay down on the divine horse of the Great Snow Mountain, and the spear was horizontal, and the first one shouted violently.

"Humph!"

Wang Chong sneered, and the long sword in his hand was swung down almost at the same time, giving the order to attack.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen who had been standing still roared out like a rushing torrent, and at that moment, the earth lost its voice, and the entire plateau was eclipsed.

"Xi Yuyu!"

The war horse neighed, like a behemoth suddenly tearing off the camouflage on its body, and the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen suddenly burst out like a landslide and the ground cracked.

Qiang Qiang, one aura after another, thousands, kept falling down in an instant, entwining under the feet of five thousand black wounded iron horsemen, but in an instant, the originally silent black wounded iron horse suddenly rose to an astonishing level, and actually completely blocked the momentum of Dayan Mangpojie's white male army that erupted.

If the original five thousand black wounded iron horsemen were like a child compared to the white male army that had reached the peak of their momentum, then at this moment, when Wang Chong gave the order to charge, the breath of the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen suddenly exploded, and in an instant, it skyrocketed from a small child to an adult.

Although it can't be compared with Dayan Mangpojie, who cast the Great Bon Array, he already has the qualifications to compete with the White Male Legion.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, Dayan Mangbojie's pupils shrank, and his heart trembled violently. But it's far from over -

"Boom!"

A roar of steel pierced the sky, Wang Chong's seat under the white hooves of the black hissed, the person stood up, the wind was mighty, the light flashed, in the eyes of everyone, a dark red spiral aura changed from small to large, from the feet of the white hooves to the feet of the rapid vibration, extended to the feet of all the black iron riders.

Ebony aura!

At the moment when he jumped out, Wang Chong instantly released this strongest cavalry aura, and in the shocking roar of steel, three black aura auras were continuously released and spread to the entire army.

At this moment, Wang Chong let everyone see the power of this black aura.

Ten zhang!

The five thousand black wounded iron horsemen quickly soared to a terrifying speed, and ordinary iron horses need five hundred meters to complete the acceleration, and the five thousand black wounded iron horses reached within the range of ten zhang and thirty meters.

Twenty zhang!

A stream of air roared out from under the horse's hooves, rushing out of a hundred zhang away from the ground, and the afterimage of the Dao Dao had already appeared behind the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen. However, at a distance of twenty zhang, five thousand black wounded iron horsemen had accelerated to the limit speed of ordinary war horses.

Thirty zhang!

The speed reached by the black wounded iron cavalry at this moment was enough to make many cavalrymen dumbfounded and sigh. However, with the blessing of the black aura, the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen were still accelerating.

Fifty zhang!

The earth roared, and at this moment, the black wounded iron horse was like thunder and lightning, and a long, more than 100-meter-long white space mark was dragged out behind him, while the five thousand black wounded iron riders were still accelerating......

"How could it be so fast?!"

The explosive power and impact displayed by the five thousand black wounded iron horsemen shocked everyone. A soldier who was known as the Western Capital Protector was trembling, and sat up straight unconsciously, and Du Songmang Buzhi in the distance couldn't help but jump slightly from the corners of his eyes.

It is well known that the faster the cavalry, the more powerful it is. Wang Chong was able to increase the speed of the army to such a level within fifty zhang, which was unheard of and unseen.

And the speed of the 5,000 black wounded iron cavalry is still increasing......

Eighty zhang!

The army kicked up a hundred feet of dust.

One hundred zhang!

The speed of the five thousand black wounded iron cavalry finally soared to the extreme, and the earth roared, as if it could not withstand this force and was about to crack, and the speed of the black wounded iron cavalry was even more at this moment, completely surpassing the white male soldiers of Dayan Mangbojie, reaching a speed that no cavalry in the whole world had ever reached.