Heavy knife weighing 60 pounds, also known as Da Mo knife, the knife body is extremely thick and heavy, twice as heavy as the traditional common Mo knife, the knife body is long, the knife surface has a blood groove, used to kill people and let blood, the handle of the knife is carved with fish scale patterns to prevent slipping, it is used to be an indispensable weapon for infantry to deal with cavalry, the most prosperous dynasty in ancient times, the use of Da Mo knife reached its peak, and the Da Mo knife has a lot more lethality than the defense-based horse rejection rod.

A thousand Wuchuan town defenders holding Da Mo knives are divided into three teams, and the three teams are divided into four rows, the first row is protected by Dun armor, the second row is holding a heavy knife, poking out in the gap between the armor, the third row of legs is slightly bent, and the third row is against the back of the third row with shoulders, forming a support, each with a long knife hanging on his waist, and the last row is a soldier holding a Mo knife.

On both sides of the phalanx, Zhang Dabiao spit out a mouthful of turbidity, shouted, and took the lead in rushing up, Shi Weihan is an anonymous disciple, and his personal combat power far exceeds that of ordinary soldiers, so he can have such treatment, at the same time, Zhao Feng, as Shi Weihan's descendant disciple, also rushed over with two simple sabers.

The young man stepped on the rain and muddy water, splashed one after another, and the oncoming steppe horse ran in the opposite direction, the two were only a foot apart, the young man used the power of the forward rush, knelt on one knee and leaned back slightly, against the ground, slid through the crotch of the horse, at the same time, the saber in his hand showed an oblique upward arc, from the horse's neck to the abdomen.

With a hula, a puddle of flesh fell out of the abdomen of the rushing horse, because the knife was too fast, the horse running forward did not feel abnormal, until it was wrapped around the ankle by the intestines scattered all over the ground, tripped and fell to the ground, and smashed the cavalry on horseback under the horse, and the limbs only kicked indiscriminately twice, and then it was lifeless, and the bright red soaked the ground in front of Wuchuan Town.

The young man didn't care about the miserable scene behind him, he got up lightly, the two horsemen of the grassland had already arrived, the two grassland scimitars were staggered with each other, cutting horizontally, seeing the scimitars roaring, Zhao Feng jumped up in the air, his legs and knees were tightly pressed against his chest, only an inch higher than the scimitar, and forcibly twisted his body against common sense, and the two sabers followed the curved lines, each slashing on the cavalry on horseback, each bringing a piece of flesh and blood.

After landing lightly with his feet, Zhao Feng's body turned lightly, like a butterfly in the rain, the two knives were vertical and horizontal, and two bright lights exploded, and the horses that rushed side by side in front of him were split in half, and the grassland cavalry attached to the horse was thrown out like a stone, and the young Zhao Feng raised the knife in his hand, and the head rolled down.

In the rain, in the wind, the boy was completely forgetful, and his double knives swam along the strange arc in the rain, as if he was cramping and peeling the skin, deboning people!

Wen Zhiqian took advantage of a gap to look at Zhao Feng, who was as dexterous as a swallow, and was stunned, this kid was writing with a knife, and he was also killing, writing the poem "Sitting Alone and Looking at the Moon" by the old general Song Junyi - killing all the millions of Hun soldiers, and the sword in front of his waist was still bloody. Mingyue didn't know the heroes, so she only asked for her name.

The young man once said to the second person in the world who uses a knife that he does not want to be a master of cultivation, but only wants to read and write the best words in the world.

On the other hand, Zhang Dabiao's knife technique can be very simple and direct, wide open and close, strong moves, no fancy tricks, in the early years on the bank of the Qinhuai River, learned the fur of Huang Chunfeng and Liu Baitong, and sometimes did not feed the tricks when he arrived in the Zhenbei Army, just looking at the teacher's inheritance and opinions, Zhang Dabiao is still above Li Yuanying, Li Yuanying is better than many peak masters to catch and kill, and in practice, than Zhang Dabiao is simple, there are not so many obsessions, but go further.

Shi Wei Han fed the move, but did not forcibly change Zhang Dabiao's basic routine, but let it develop, Zhang Dabiao in the past fierce knife skills, increased the hob knife and the mountain-destroying technique, the knife is rolling like a thunderbolt, when it explodes, it can destroy the mountain and move the sky.

Therefore, Zhang Dabiao opened up a grand battlefield scene alone, less bloody than Zhao Feng, more heroic, wherever the knife rolled over, people and horses overturned, the light of the mountain-destroying knife exploded, and the high-headed horse of the grassland flew directly, was knocked out of a distance of more than ten zhang, and fell heavily to the ground.

And in the very center, before the steppe cavalry crashed into the armor of the first row of defenders, Da Mo stabbed forward collectively, accurately stabbed into the neck of the horses, blood flowed out along the blood trough, the horses rushed forward, and the first row of defenders who were ready to attack carried the iron shield on their shoulders and slammed forward, with a boom, the sound of the horse's bones shattering sounded, which made people tremble.

It was just a simple confrontation, and the seemingly devastating and invincible steppe cavalry was killed.

In the middle of the army, Zhang Yuan looked at everything with a gloomy face, waved his hand lightly, and the army behind him automatically gave way to a passage, and the Xiongnu phalanx of more than 1,000 people slowly came out of the ranks, and its formation and configuration were the same as the defenders of Wuchuan Town opposite.

The grassland is rich in cavalry, good at rushing and rushing on the fertile grassland, but it does not pay attention to the infantry, and has no ability to train its own infantry, but since Zhang Yuan entered the grassland, this situation has changed greatly, Zhang Yuan established an infantry for the grassland with the method of building the Central Plains army, taking advantage of the opportunity for the northward migration of chariots and horses, this grassland infantry is mostly the Central Plains people, which is also mixed with the grassland people, but unlike most of the grassland areas, in this infantry team, the Central Plains people despise the grassland people very much.

In addition to consolidating the luck of the grassland, there is also an important reason that the black stone of the Wolf Juxu Mountain is rich in iron ore, which is an excellent raw material for building weapons.

Wen Zhiqian wiped the blood on his face, and sighed secretly in his heart, the infantry collided not the cavalry collided, the tonnage of the horses, the weight of the armor and the flexibility of the cavalry would affect the results of the cavalry engagement, the infantry was close to each other, and they were more interested in the weapons and protective measures in their hands, the defenders of Wuchuan Town were obviously one grade lower than the newly emerged grassland infantry, but at this time, they could only bite the bullet.

Boom, boom, not the sound of thunder in the sky, but the sound of the iron boots under the feet when the steppe infantry phalanx advanced, the black armor with the black Mo knife, giving people a full sense of oppression.

On the long street of Wuchuan Town, a young man held an iron sword in one hand, slowly walking in the rain, the rain fell on the iron sword, slid down the sword body, and fell to the ground, unremarkable.