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The whirlpool continued to expand, sinking into it, and the devouring power became more and more terrifying.

Wen Guozhong's expression changed slightly.

The terrible devouring force tugged at his spear, as if to snatch it.

Holding the gun in both hands, the green tendons burst out.

Wen Guozhong's expression turned red, and the powerful internal force around him continued to sweep out, and the spear stabbed out suddenly, like a thunderbolt, and the powerful power burst out from the tip of the spear, ravaging all directions, directly and ruthlessly destroying the whirlpool.

Yelu Toure's body couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

Grinning.

Yelu Toure's eyes were full of coldness, he grew up on the grassland since he was a child, and he did not have the slightest affection for Yelu Toure, a Taiqian person, and even had an incomparable hatred, his father died in the battle with Taiqian...... Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Yelu Toure has been cultivating like crazy, in order to one day be able to completely kill the Taiqian people.

At this moment, the person he hated actually invaded the grassland he loved, and the killing intent in Yelu Toure's heart became difficult to suppress and extremely strong.

"Die. ”

A roar of rage.

The spear in Yelu Toure's hand suddenly stabbed out, carrying a terrifying force, and went straight to Wen Guozhong's throat.

One side of the torso.

Wen Guozhong dodged Yelu Toure's spear, and the spear in his hand stabbed out with even more fierce momentum.

Yelu Toure stretched out his left hand, carrying a strong internal force, and grabbed the spear stabbed by Wen Guozhong.

Wen Guozhong was also not the slightest polite, according to the gourd to draw the scoop, his left hand poked out like lightning, and grabbed Yelu Toure's spear.

The two were locked in a brief stalemate.

But soon—

Jeruturai took the opportunity to let go of the spear in his hand, and his body stepped forward with a fierce fist.

Wen Guozhong's face was cold, the internal force around his body rippled, and his right palm slapped out.

Fists meet.

The terrifying force erupted, and Wen Guozhong clenched Yelu Toure's fist tightly.

"Not bad. ”

The killing move was cracked, and Yelu Toure's body quickly retreated, and he wrung a spear from the ground.

The spear moved, shooting at Wen Guozhong like a sharp arrow.

Wen Guozhong's body flashed and dodged the spear.

However, Yelu Toure took the opportunity to distance himself from him, and began to kill again with his strong strength.

Wen Guozhong took a deep breath, lowered the tumbling qi in his body, pondered for a moment, picked up the spear on the ground, and began to catch up with Yelu Toure.

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The most intense, and at the same time primitive, collision began.

In such a situation, all conspiracy and tactics are useless, and only the purest force can really be relied on.

The huge steel cone formed by the Biluo army directly and ruthlessly pierced into the iron cavalry of the royal court, and the confrontation on horseback was lost many times...... Taiqian has been preparing for today's war for many years, and the implementation of the horse pen policy is to select excellent war horses for the imperial army. The Ordnance Bureau has been working hard to create armor that is strong enough to be lightweight, in order to improve the mobility of the Imperial Iron Cavalry, which can be described as a collection of thousands of favors.

The strength of the cavalry of the two sides at the moment of the confrontation is the judgment.

The dozen or so Biluo troops led by each directly challenged seven or eight enemies, and their combat power was incomparably fierce.

——The Wang Ting Iron Cavalry who picked up the flying and falling horse was not dead, and even a few of them were not even seriously injured, but it was a pity that the Biluo Army that followed closely behind them did not give them the slightest chance, and their bodies were directly trampled and shattered by the ruthless trampling of the war horse.

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The Biluo army almost pushed sideways.

The iron cavalry of the royal court fought very hard, and the casualties were extremely heavy.

Under the horse's hooves, the wailing was endless.

Biluo's army is angry and spits mountains and rivers.

The morale of the royal court iron cavalry was extremely low.

In the face of the fierce Biluo army, the warriors who had gathered from various tribes felt fear, as if they had encountered hell and death, and began to disperse.

The front ones were charging, and the rear began to rout.

The army assembled by the royal court began to become turbulent.

——

Long Chen, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, couldn't help but look like him, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

The battle between the two armies is most taboo - self-chaos.

The turmoil of the royal court's army was undoubtedly increasing the chances of victory for Taiqian.

The Biluo army directly crossed by, and everywhere they went, almost all of the royal court's iron horsemen were picked off their war horses.

The Ghost Light Cavalry, which had been following closely behind the Biluo Army, under the leadership of Ling Wolf Fei and Yan Shan, suddenly accelerated, and launched a charge from the two wings of the Biluo Army, forming a huge fan shape, and began to kill the scattered tribal warriors.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a smile appeared in Long Chen's expression.

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The scales of victory seem to be tilting in favor of the too dry.

Yelu Donglai stood quietly, his expression was very calm, and his whole body exuded a strong aura, which made the charging Biluo army choose to avoid it.

——This plague has brought great losses to the royal court, many brave warriors and countless vigorous war horses have died, and the combat effectiveness of the royal court's iron cavalry has become greatly weakened, so the result of this confrontation Yelu Donglai has long been expected.

Since it can be predicted, then Yelu Donglai naturally has to come up with a countermeasure.

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The commander of the Biluo army drove straight in and killed all sides.

As morale declined, the iron cavalry of the royal court became more and more ineffective.

Looking at the enemy facing him, the expression of a Biluo army became extremely fierce, and the blood-stained spear stabbed out like lightning and went straight to the throat.

But—in an instant, the Biluo army found that his eyes were suddenly empty, and his spear had lost its purpose.

He didn't have time to think or do anything, and his head hit the ground.

At the same time.

There are also two heads on the ground.

Immediately after, more heads rolled to the ground.

The momentum of the Biluo Army's direct drive was suddenly contained.

- Yelu Donglai anticipated the unbearable iron cavalry of the royal court, and also thought of the best way to insert three of the eight generals into the iron cavalry, and these three people should play the role of fixing the sea god needle.

Three people and three horses.

It was like three towering mountains, and the Biluo army couldn't cross it in a short time, so they could only fill it with their lives.

Jianhua, Dong Chenghai, and Liu Gu couldn't help but glance at each other, nodded invariably, and at the same time rushed towards the three people who were in front of Biluojun.

All three of them did not hesitate.

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The three generals of Taiqian.

The three generals of the royal court.

A fierce battle between the tip of the needle and the wheat mang unfolded.

All six of them used their strongest offensive moves, wanting to kill each other.