The ghost light horse is too dry to spend a lot of money to build a light horse, waiting for the decisive battle with the royal court one day, on the black armor like ink, there are sharp spikes, exuding a chill, all the Qingzhou horses gallop like the wind, facing the gradually approaching royal court iron horse, the leader Ling Wolf Fei who charged at the front clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly pressed down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The 80,000 Ghost Iron Horsemen began to act in unison, their legs clamped on the horse's belly, their bodies as steady as Mount Tai, and their hands raised their hard bows.

Quick as a wink.

A shrill howl rang out.

Eighty thousand arrows rained down, like a heavy rain.

The royal court iron cavalry that was charging in front suddenly fell a large area, and the sound of wailing continued.

Arrows rain down.

The iron cavalry of the royal court was in a turmoil, riding and archery was originally the housekeeping skill of the grassland people, but now it was learned by the Taiqian people, which made them feel a little angry, but the few grassland generals who charged in front did not have the slightest superfluous move, and the spears in their hands were provoked again and again, blocking the sharp arrows from the body, and then continued to gallop.

Although this cavalry archery is what the steppe people are best at, but since Emperor Taizu, he has been cultivating cavalry on a large scale, and the Military Machine Pavilion has named the Machinery Bureau to actively improve the bow and arrow, and then handed it over to the cavalry to use, and after many tests, the range of Taiqian's hard bow is full of 50 meters beyond the grassland people.

-- Although 50 meters may seem short at first glance, it is definitely the difference between victory and defeat on a rapidly changing battlefield.

After repeated fierce battles in the western realm, the royal court iron cavalry also saw the power of Taiqian's hard bow, but it was also helpless, fortunately, the cavalry that Taiqian cultivated to pull the hard bow was only 100,000 people, and the distance of fifty meters was just a few more breaths of time in the eyes of the grassland people who were good at riding, and they could only support that life to add.

Soon, the next round of arrows came again.

The iron cavalry of the royal court that was charging in front suddenly fell down in pieces, and each corpse was full of sharp arrows, completely dead.

"Array. ”

Wan Yan, who had been pressing in front, let out a loud shout.

In an instant, the momentum of the Wang Ting Iron Cavalry, who was blindly charging desperately, stagnated slightly, and the military formation began to change, and the original [commotion] chaos disappeared cleanly, always behind the military formation, and the Wang Ting Iron Cavalry holding a spear suddenly urged the war horse to the extreme, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, interspersed with the front of the military formation, and the Wang Ting Iron Cavalry that swept in front was rotated to the back.

Bend the bow and set the arrow.

The next moment.

The iron cavalry of the royal court began to fight back frantically.

-- At a distance of 50 meters, only the light riders of Taiqian could barely shoot two rounds.

In the void, a sharp burst of air sounded.

The armies of both sides were damaged.

In the military formation of the royal court iron cavalry, there was not the slightest riot, and they lived on horseback since childhood, so that they had a unique advantage in the control of horses, a soft shout sounded, the reins tightened, and easily jumped over the obstacles in front, and then continued to charge.

The Iron Cavalry, who was responsible for accumulating shots in the back, began the next round of offensive.

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

……

Above the sky, arrows fell like a curtain of rain, overwhelmingly falling.

The front lines of the two armies began to collide together.

Boom -

It was as if two huge tides were colliding together at the beginning.

The spears broke, the horses knelt on the ground, and the cavalry died.

Almost instantly, the cavalry at the forefront of the two formations chose the most tragic way of death and died together.

The collision in the back continued, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The 80,000 Wraith Light Cavalry and the 120,000 Royal Court Iron Cavalry began the bloodiest collision.

Wan Yanzhong's expression was extremely excited, this most primitive and bloody collision was his favorite, the surrounding shouts and screams seemed to be the horn of battle, making him feel that the blood all over his body seemed to be burning.

Kill -

An angry shout came out, Wan Yan Zhong smashed the black heavy gun in his hand forward, directly smashing the oncoming light cavalry and men and horses into meat paste, his right arm moved, the spear was provoked, and he resisted on his shoulder, Wan Yan Zhong urged the war horse under his crotch and rushed towards the direction of Ling Langfei.

War horses are on a rampage.

No one can stop you.

The horse lance smashed down, directly shattering the head of an iron horseman of the royal court.

Ling Wolffei's expression changed suddenly, and the fierce cold wind completely enveloped him, without the slightest hesitation, the war horse urged and jumped forward.

The black heavy gun missed.

Ling Wolf Fei's back was a little chilly.

- The first commander of the Ghost Light Cavalry was beheaded in the midst of the chaos, and he would not have made such a mistake.

The horse neighed.

Ling Wolf Fei looked behind him.

The black spear stabbed at him with a fierce chill.

A bend of the back.

Ling Wolf flew directly on the horse's back, narrowly dodging the sharp blow of the spear.

Bell――

A dull crash sounded.

The horse's lance was sideways, and the black spear was pressed against it.

Wan Yan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

-- The rivers of the steppe are melted snow from distant mountain ranges, and they contain special substances that make their teeth surprisingly white.

Above both arms.

The green tendons burst out, like the roots of a century-old tree, like a dragon.

The strong force suddenly pressed on the spear.

Ling Wolf couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

The raised arms were actually trembling.

Wanyan's expression turned red.

His eyes widened.

A wail sounded, and the war horse under Ling Wolf's crotch collapsed directly to the ground.

Qianjun pressed down with force.

Ling Wolf Fei took the opportunity to directly discard the horse lance, rolled sideways, grabbed a spear in his hand, and fled into the distance.

Wan Yanzhong's expression was furious, his scarlet tongue licked his somewhat dry lips, and he directly turned over and dismounted, chasing Ling Wolf Fei to kill.

One chases and one runs.

The two gradually moved away from the battlefield.

Escape fifteen miles.

The speed of Ling Wolf's flight gradually slowed down.

Wan Yanzhong's expression became impatient, and the pursuit and killing all the way made the anger in his heart reach the point of no return, and he needed to unscrew Ling Wolf Fei's head.

Glance around.

Ling Wolf Fei's expression was overjoyed, the spear in his hand shook, he jumped up directly, turned around and stabbed towards Wan Yan who was chasing.

Ding――

A crisp sound rang out.

The black spear was erected, and the black shaft blocked the way of the tip of the spear.

Ling Wolf Fei's expression showed a smile, and he looked at Wan Yanzhong, "Chased and killed Lao Tzu all the way, do you really think that Lao Tzu has no temper?"

Wan Yan's eyes froze, without the slightest hesitation, the black heavy spear moved, and suddenly stabbed out, and the speed was extremely fast.

The sound did not come.

The tip of the spear appeared in front of Ling Wolf's eyes.

On tiptoe, Ling Wolf flew backwards.

Meanwhile.

A white arrow feather turned into a bolt of lightning and burst out, directly hitting Yan Chong's heart.

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