Boom - Boom, the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air, mixed with the roar of the north wind to make a piercing roar.

Immediately, bang, bang, two heavy impacts in a row exploded on Su Mo's back. Caught off guard, Su Mo was directly hit on the back of the rice ball. Shocked, he turned his head to look, but saw the cavalry chasing after him, leaning back on the horse, and throwing the spear in his hand with the momentum of the horse.

Javelin!

Su Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had been surrounded by the giant worm's moult, and the two hits just now only gave him some shock, and did not cause much damage. But what if the javelin just now landed not on the back, but on the head?

Su Mo shrunk his neck, and there was a fear in his heart. It's really a living battlefield.,This isn't a game.,If you really take a hit.,How can you still survive?

It seems that the javelin thing is really more slippery for Westerners. Like his group of Thresians, the long-range throwing of short spears and hand axes against the enemy has become almost their standard method of battlefield attack. Although it is not as far as the range of a crossbow, because of the closer distance, the strength and damage are not the same.

Depressed, isn't Europe now all in the age of firearms? Why is there no other than his own team of Serres warriors, and there are guys who use such primitive weapons? He couldn't help but curse secretly.

He didn't know that the Cossacks at this time were simply barbarians who had just been conquered by the Rus'. Muskets and other things can't be played at all, and they are far from being as civilized as braids a hundred years later.

In the hearts of these Cossack cavalrymen, the most trusted thing was always the sabre and spear in their hands. Although firearms are advanced, once there is no supply of bullets, even a burning stick is not as good. And to use that kind of weapon against the enemy, it does not show the bravery of the brave Cossacks.

Well, if Su Mo knew the thoughts of these primitive people, he was afraid that he would not spurt out a mouthful of old blood. But at the moment, it is clear that there is no need to study the minds of these Cossacks.

Looking left and right, only he and the fat man are behind the palace, and the fat man also has a piece of worm on his body, but there is a lot less danger. But at this moment, he also wielded the meteorite axe from time to time, and pulled away the javelin that was shooting at him.

Wei Yi and the others in front also discovered the situation in the back, and they began to turn their horses' heads, wanting to turn back to help. Su Mo was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here, don't come over!" This is a military order, violators, behead!"

Wei Yi and the others were stunned for a moment, but then they could only helplessly urge the horse to continue to move forward. Since Su Mo shouted the word "military order", whether he has this right or not, he must also treat it as if he has it at this moment. This is not only about face, but also because the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the smooth implementation of military orders must be the first priority!

But fortunately, from the current point of view, the frequency of javelins thrown by the pursuers has begun to decline, and it is obvious that these Cossacks have no extra preparations, which makes Wei Yi and others also feel a little relieved.

In the past few days, Su Mo's repeated miraculous features have subtly made everyone have some blind trust in him. Since Su Gongzi gave such a strong order, it means that those pursuers will definitely not be able to hurt him.

Thinking like this, he was no longer distracted, and just ran wildly according to the predetermined plan before.

After calming Wei Yi and the others in front, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief. I and the fat man have worms to protect themselves, as long as you are careful, there will not be much of a problem. But if Wei Yi and the others came over, the target would suddenly increase exponentially, and it would be difficult to think of no casualties.

"Fatty!" he shouted as he looked back at the Cossack cavalrymen in hot pursuit.

The fat man understood, smacked lightly in his mouth, exerted a slight force in his hand, turned the horse's head and galloped to the side.

Su Mo waited for him to run out for a while, and it was estimated that he could withstand it, and then a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, slapped Tang Yuan's head, turned around and stopped.

By this time, the Cossacks were sparsely sparsely numbered, and the Rus' infantry, armed with muskets in the back, had already pulled away, and it was a good time to counterattack.

Tang Yuan had already held back the anger in his stomach, and when he received the master's order, he was overjoyed. No matter how smart it is, it's still a beast after all. The killing and bloodthirsty nature in his bones is just that under Su Mo's suppression, he forcibly restrains himself from the people on his side. But if it was to someone other than Su Mo, Uncle Tangyuan would let them know in minutes what the anger of the ancient beast was.

"Roar—"

Dodging the two javelins thrown again, Tang Yuan raised his head violently to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar. If you have good eyesight, you can even see that from the front of the slightly open mouth of the rice ball, the space seems to be slightly wrinkled, like invisible ripples, fanning out in front of you.

The Law of Sighs –

The war horse, which was racing to the peak of speed in the back, suddenly let out a burst of mournful hissing, and the momentum of the forward rush was fierce, and it fell in pieces in an instant like the rushing tide hitting a solid reef.

The innate suppression in this beast's genes makes the war horses completely irresistible. The aura of the upper-level creatures that suddenly erupted in front of them made them scatter, and when their souls were scattered, they subconsciously had to kneel down and surrender.

But no matter how much he tried to stop in his consciousness, how could he say that he could stop when he galloped at that speed? Under such a contradiction, the horse in front barely ran a few steps, and then fell to his knees with a wailing hoove. There are also some who insist on stopping, turning around and running without hesitation, but they completely lose their balance and fall to the ground. Even many horses have their legs broken because of this.

And the one that followed closely followed, but it was too late to close at this time. So the sound of popping is endless, and there are many people who collide and trample on each other. In an instant, the two arrows that had been rushing forward in an arc suddenly became a mess, blocking all paths.

The mournful screams of horses, the screams and wails of people, the clashing of weapons, and the unquenchable sounds of anger and scolding are intertwined. Combined with countless severed arms and stumps that flew up, as well as a piece of blood that spread in an instant, but in a moment's effort, a radius of ten miles was like a pool of blood hell.

"Kill!"

Two angry shouts suddenly erupted at this time. Tang Yuan carried Su Mo and rushed from the front, and the fat man flew like a horse, dancing a huge meteorite axe to attack from the side. Although there are only two of them, the momentum is no less than that of thousands of troops.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him! This kind of work of beating water dogs is undoubtedly the great love of Su Gongzi and the fat man.

Poof! Bang!

The sharp weapon cut into the human body and made a tooth-aching sound, which was the work of the fat man's big axe. And the dull sound of the continuous blunt object hitting the flesh was made by Tang Yuan dancing and slapping on the target.

Tang Yuan was happy, landing on all four paws, wagging his big tail like a white line, running wildly through the entire chaotic horse team. For those who stood in the way, whether it was a man or a horse, between the waves of the fat bear paws, there were bursts of blood mist, which was caused by the whole being smashed into minced flesh by it.

Su Mo lay on the bear's back, grabbed the neck hair of the rice balls with both hands, and the whole person was from head to toe, as if he had just crawled out of the pool of blood. The smelly blood water, which was so strong that the smell was so strong that it made him churn in his stomach directly, so that he vomited on the spot.

It's bloody, it's disgusting! Damn stupid bear, don't you want to be so tyrannical!" he turned a little pale and gritted his teeth and cursed.

Originally, I thought that I would kill the empty air too, but I was so messed up by Tang Yuan that I killed a hair, but anyone who was close to the three feet around me became minced meat for the first time. Not to mention slashing people with a knife, the whole thing is left with a blood bath.

Rao is Su Mo has long been accustomed to life and death, and he has personally experienced several battles, but the scene of brutal beast abuse and killing with the natural beast nature like Tang Yuan still makes him feel extremely uncomfortable. When it comes to home, people are people, beasts are beasts, and nature determines completely different phases.

The total number of Cossack cavalry chasing was no more than 300 horses, and a third of them had already fallen under the roar of Tang Yuan. was then tortured and killed by the fat man and Tang Yuan, a man and a beast, and when the Marquis of Eno urged the infantry to follow, except for a few who were lucky enough to escape early, almost all of them were gone. And those who escaped couldn't even reach the double digits.

Marquis Ino looked at the scene in front of him in horror, his face was shocked and shocked, he couldn't imagine that the situation was the same.

Within a radius of several miles, the ground was in shambles, rivers of blood flowed, and the corpses of men and horses were scattered everywhere. What's even more terrifying is that except for a very few corpses on the periphery that can still be seen, none of the other corpses are intact at all. In this case, the most common wounded soldiers on the battlefield, screaming and screaming, are completely gone.

Death, complete death! The land in front of us can no longer be called a battlefield at all, but should be a Shura slaughterhouse!

"How come, how is it possible, how can this be?!Devil!This is the devil!" he stared blankly, his face turned pale, and he muttered in distraction. All the foot soldiers next to him trembled, and many of the soldiers who couldn't stand the rich bloody breath vomited wildly on the spot.

No way, although everyone has been on the battlefield for a long time, but how have you ever seen such a dehumanized corpse slaughterhouse in front of you? It is not a corpse of one or two, but the corpses of three hundred people and horses everywhere.

Facing this kind of hell of blood pools that are not like the world, no matter how tenacious the veteran Rao is, he can't resist the chills in his heart.

Boom –

A loud whistle suddenly sounded in the field, and two blood shadows immediately rushed out, gesticulating to each other, and they had already turned around and ran out, but it was Su Mo and the fat man who had finished slaughtering. The Rus' army came up, and there were a lot of firearms, so if you wait here stupidly, you won't be a target. Su Mo tried to suppress the churning acid water, and immediately signaled to retreat.

"Shoot, shoot, kill them!" Awakened by this whistle, seeing that the murderer was about to run, Marquis Ino's eyes instantly turned red, and he waved his command knife fiercely, pointing ahead and roaring.

Horn-horn, horn, and in an instant, the rapid sound of gunfire rang out like popping beans.