Rumble!!

A deafening roar came from under the spear, and Xiao Ran only felt a vast force coming from the spear in his hand.

The spear was instantly knocked away by the strength of unknown origin, and even Xiao Ran's figure was forced back a full foot.

Without waiting for Xiao Ran to gain a firm foothold, three or four crossbow arrows immediately bullied his body, although there was dragon scale armor and the qi around his body, but there was still an arrow through his chest.

Generally speaking, a short-range crossbow bolt is definitely capable of penetrating armor, and even a dragon scale armor known for its tenacity cannot block the penetration of a crossbow at a distance of twenty paces.

However, Xiao Ran was different, he was a cultivator of the innate realm, and he had a strong aura on his body, if it weren't for the sudden blow just now that scattered the spiritual energy around him, these crossbow arrows wouldn't have hurt him at all.

After Xiao Ran landed, he found that in front of Sima Rulong, a young man with a spirit sword in his arms looked at him coldly.

"Sect disciple?"

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, it was not that he was arrogant, in the Feixiong Army, it was almost impossible for someone who could hurt him to exist.

The only explanation is that this guy with a sword in his arms is the only one in the Feixiong Army who is a disciple of the Xuan Realm.

"One Qi Sword Sect, Liu Kai!"

That person is very generous, even among the ten thousand horses, he also gives people a dusty temperament.

"Commander, retreat!"

At this time, more than a dozen horses rushed out from behind Xiao Ran, bypassing Xiao Ran and rushing towards Liu Kai.

Xiao Ran didn't have any extra words, got up and swept a no-man's mount, then turned around and raised his spear, and rushed to the side to kill.

He understood that these dozen riders were trading their lives for a little respite for him.

In front of the disciples of the sect in the Renxuan realm, he was not a unified enemy, let alone those dozen or so ordinary horsemen?

Sure enough, just as the dozen or so horsemen rushed towards Liu Kai, the sword light in Liu Kai's hand flashed, and countless sharp sword rays shot out in an instant.

Not only did they kill these dozen horsemen, but even some of the Feixiong troops who were strangled together around them were killed on the spot.

In an instant, the battlefield cavalry that was originally twisted together strangely scattered a large open space.

"Rubbish!"

Liu Kai came back to his senses, and after glancing at Sima Rulong lightly, his body turned into a streamer and swept into the distance.

Sima Rulong, who stood up, looked at the streamer, although there was resentment in his expression, he dared not speak angrily.

Just when the strangulation of the two armies was in full swing, no one noticed that outside the dense forest above the North Mountain, more than a dozen horsemen came out.

"Damn, this is too ......"

Looking at the two cavalry armies strangled together in front of him, Zhang Chongshan, who didn't have any ink in his stomach, wanted to sigh a few words, but his mouth was empty and he couldn't say a word.

"What are you talking about, do you remember what I said?"

Tang Ming looked at the white light that would rise from time to time on the battlefield, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

The hand of the sect was really stretched out.

"Don't worry, head, even if you can't kill them, you can scare them to death!"

Zhang Chongshan shook the tail of the mount behind him, and behind the horse's tail, a large bundle of dead branches was tethered.

Tang Ming only had thirty-seven people, and they just rushed down, which was nothing at all for a battlefield where nearly 20,000 cavalry troops were fighting.

Thirty-eight horses, with dead branches and branches tied behind the tail of the horse, once they galloped, they also had a bit of the momentum of thousands of troops.

"Kill!"

Tang Ming raised the hundred steel knife in his hand and rushed down the hillside in one step.

Thirty-seven people followed closely behind, and the sound of horses' hooves was like raindrops, flying dust all over the sky!

The Flying Male Army and the Dragon Scale Iron Horseman, who were still fighting, were all shocked by this sudden scene.

Sima Rulong, who had just returned to the Chinese army, looked at the iron cavalry rushing down from the mountains and forests in the north, and immediately jumped like thunder.

"Cai Yang, this turtle grandson, what the hell?!"

Sima Rulong looked at the cavalry rushing in the distance, but saw no one in the dust.

It can be discerned from the dust that covers the canopy, and there must be no less than five thousand people who come.

"Commander, the left army led by Deputy General Cai Yang has no cavalry!"

Beside Sima Rulong, a lieutenant general swallowed his saliva, and then said to Sima Rulong with a slight tremble.

Hearing this, Sima Rulong was taken aback, if it wasn't Cai Yang's left army coming from the north, then who else could there be?

"Blindfold!!"

A loud shout came from the dust, and some of the Feixiong soldiers could vaguely see the black scarf flying up from the dust.

Tang Ming rode his horse forward, and at the same time pulled out a black scarf with a square radius of one foot from his side.

In the middle of the wrist flow, the long scarf swung open, and the hand slammed around the eyes of the horse in front of him, and wrapped it tightly.

The thirty-seven people behind him blindfolded the eyes of the war horse according to Tang Ming's appearance.

"Quick, the rear army turns its spear and stops the cavalry from the north!"

Sima Rulong turned around and slapped the guard next to him in the face, and shouted.

At this moment, he trembled a little violently, if there was really an enemy cavalry that could break away Cai Yang's six thousand left army, and then arrive here without knowing it.

Then, today's east out of the valley is the burial place of his Sima Rulong.

The 10,000 cavalry army has been wrenched into the battlefield in front of them, and they are strangled together with the dragon scale iron cavalry, and it is simply unrealistic to separate them at this time.

The only one who can rely on it is the 2,000 cavalry army as a reserve.

But looking at the dust and smoke billowing down the opposite hillside, I knew with my ass that 2,000 people would be sent to death at all.

Sima Rulong didn't care much, and sent the deputy generals around him to go up, and he took a dozen personal guards to rush into the cavalry outside the valley again.

Battle-hardened, he understands very well that standing under the big tent is undoubtedly a live target.

And with 2,000 people to block, there is no way, and now in the entire battlefield, the safest place is the valley ahead, which has been strangled for a long time.

After all, there are still about 7,000 flying male troops there, even if they can't strangle the dragon scale iron horseman, it is enough to ensure that his life is worry-free for the time being.

Tang Ming took a puff of flying dust in the sky, and was involved in the battle formation, and as soon as he touched the two rear troops, the two commanders who were hiding behind the cavalry almost didn't scold.

Rolling dust, falling to the ground like thunder.

The momentum is very scary, but when they collide with each other, they only realize it later.

Except for the thirty or so horsemen, where did the rest of the horses come from? And the dust in the sky was all brought up by the branches behind the horse's tail.

Bravado!

The two commanders glanced at each other, and then rode their horses towards the thirty or so people.

Two thousand horsemen, if they couldn't even keep these thirty people, they didn't have to wait for Sima Rulong to cut off their heads, they themselves would crash into the saddle first.

Tang Ming took the lead, and the hundred-refining steel knife in his hand came out horizontally, and there were no bells and whistles at all.

A knife is held horizontally, and people borrow the horse's momentum.

All the horsemen who rushed into Tang Ming's side were divided into two.

Tang Ming's goal was also obvious, after the dust had dispersed, he rushed directly towards the two commanders.

"What a boldness, I want to see how you kill me!"

The two commanders glanced at each other, then turned and retreated, and the cavalry behind them immediately filled the original vacancy.

Tang Ming's intentions, they can see through at a glance, in this kind of disparity in strength, there is no second way to go except to capture and kill the main general.

With the help of the downward momentum, Tang Ming rushed out for a distance of two hundred steps, but was still stopped by the endless rear cavalry.

The war horse stopped, because it was still blindfolded at the moment, the war horse under Tang Ming's crotch was very irritable, spread its four hooves, and kept moving.

Brush!

Just as Tang Ming danced his steel knife to slash the approaching horseman, two black shadows rushed out from his side.

The spears in his hands were like two iron cables blocking the river, forcing the cavalry that rushed up one after another.

Zhang Chongshan and Lao Li crossed Tang Ming on the left and on the right, and rushed straight to the two commanders, and the dozen or so horsemen who fell behind also raised their crossbows with one hand, and arrows rained down.

"Where to go!"

Zhang Chongshan saw that he was about to rush in front of the commander, who knew that the guy actually turned his horse and left, and didn't give him a chance at all.

Zhang Chongshan, who was irritable by nature, immediately abandoned the spear, stepped on the saddle, and the moment the whole person rose into the air, the waist knife was unsheathed.

The commander, who had already turned his horse away, suddenly felt as if the sky above him had darkened.

Before he had time to turn around, Zhang Chongshan swooped down from mid-air like an eagle falcon, and a trace of coldness flashed with the waist knife in his hand.

A big head instantly rose into the sky, and the blood sprayed out splashed Zhang Chongshan's face.

Zhang Chongshan, who took off the head of the commander, landed on the dark horse and threw the headless corpse of the commander off the horse.

Zhang Chongshan, who was holding a knife in his backhand, touched his face fiercely, and the blood drew a seeping pattern on his face.

Another commander who was close at hand looked at the smiling soldier in front of him, and his heart was broken.

originally thought that Zhang Chongshan would take advantage of the situation to kill the horsemen of another commander, but it was strange to see that this guy just sneered at the remaining commander, and then turned his horse and rushed back into the formation.

"Lao Tzu will leave one for you, so that you can save me trouble in the future!"

Zhang Chongshan's voice drowned out the sound of horses' hooves, and he rode his horse to Tang Ming's side, and he didn't forget to smile at Lao Li.

"Long-winded!"

Lao Li's war horse was still rushing forward, and after hearing Zhang Chongshan's words, he suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse, and the front hooves of the war horse's two sea bowls swept high.

At the same time, Lao Li picked up the iron spear in his hand, staring at it like a wolf, and at this moment he still had the joy of the rest of his life on his face.

The commander suddenly felt two cold lights piercing his heart, and without hesitation, he pulled his horse back, and the follow-up cavalry immediately filled the vacancy.

The hooves of the war horses swept high, and at the apex, Lao Li's iron spear was also raised above the earlobe.

The horse's hooves fell violently, and Lao Li, with the help of the power of the forward rush, instantly agitated his right hand, shoulder and arm, and the iron spear shot out like thunder.

The commander turned around and took only ten steps, when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and when he lowered his head to look, he found that he didn't know when, an iron spear pierced his chest.

The fallen commander certainly didn't see that the lightning-fast iron spear pierced the twelve armors in a row.

The two commanders of the rear army were killed, and these so-called Feixiong troops immediately panicked and were scattered by more than 30 people.

Sima Rulong, who had been observing this side, saw the ragged rear army, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that these rear armies composed of the sons and daughters of the powerful of the dynasty were just fucking decorations.

Many of the cavalry in the rear army are mostly stuffed into the first-class military ranks of the imperial dynasty, and these guys usually bully men and women to play Oiran, a top one.

When it comes to real knives and guns, it's a bunch of fucking embroidered pillows.