Under the city, there was a black oppression, the war drums were beating, and the shouts of killing and the echo of the war drums were deafening. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiang Yiming was in black armor and blue, riding a horse and a horizontal knife under the Changping city, looking up at the soldiers on the city with a touch of arrogance.

"This is the man again, and I will cut off his head today. Gu He saw the corners of Xiang Yiming's mouth raised at the head of the city, and the double iron halberd in his hand waved, and the hunting sound, "General, I am willing to kill this person." ”

"Gu He, don't be impatient. Luo Xuan looked at each other from a distance above the city, and when he saw the fifty columns of Youming heavy armored iron horses, he changed color slightly, it was a real iron horse.

Every knight has a murderous aura, and the horses under their crotches are from the Horqin steppe of the Qin State, and each horse is burdened with heavy armor, like a warrior.

Most of those soldiers were soldiers who struggled out of death, and about 20 years ago, they fought their way out of the rebellion of the Yue Kingdom.

"Youming, heavy armor, iron horseman. Luo Xuan read it softly, and there was a sigh in his tone, "Get out of the city and face the battle." ”

"General?" Bai Po called out on the side, a little unsure of what Luo Xuan meant.

"Doesn't General Bai want to see such an iron horse?" When Luo Xuan said this, he had already turned around and walked down the stone steps.

After Bai Po was stunned, he glanced at the iron horseman under the city, and then strode after him.

The city gate was wide open, Luo Xuan was in a white robe and black armor, galloping out of a dark horse, and a spear in his hand was from the hand of a famous teacher of the Xuangong clan, named "Rhyme Blood".

Behind him were cavalrymen and foot soldiers in heavy armor of fire and bronze, swarming out of the city.

Li Ziqian saw Luo Xuan personally go out of the city to face the battle, he was slightly stunned, it was his junior brother, from the same organization - Zhanmen.

When the fighters of the battle gate meet on the battlefield, it is bound to be a fight, a killing of thousands of miles.

"Senior brother. Li Ziqian silently recited in his heart, and the hand holding the ink ruler became tighter and tighter.

The two armies pressed into formation, and the snow that was about to melt was trampled into the dirt by heavy iron boots.

Luo Xuan stood in front of the military horse, he didn't look at Xiang Yiming, but raised his hand, the spear pointed at Li Ziqian, and his eyes were deep.

After Li Ziqian saw it, his eyes flashed slightly, and he rode out of the ranks. and Xiang Yiming stood side by side on horseback, "Brother Xian, this battle is up to me." ”

Xiang Yiming was stunned, he turned his head to look at Li Ziqian, and saw that the other party's side face was extremely solemn.

"Hmm." Xiang Yiming nodded, waved his horsewhip and returned to the queue.

The spear was put down, and Luo Xuan slowly raised his hand in front of the army, clenched his fist horizontally, and grinned with a desolate smile.

"The battle flag will last forever, and Li Ziqian will be the battle gate. ”

After Li Ziqian saw it, he responded, and raised his hand and clenched his fist in front of the army, and said silently in his heart.

The two of them lowered their hands at the same time, looked at each other, and turned to a hoarse cry at the same time, "Fight for faith!"

Two horses galloped, stepping on the snow without a trace. The blade of the ink ruler slashed towards Luo Xuan's front door.

The silver-white afterimage crossed, and the spear in Luo Xuan's hand was pumped in his hand, and the barrel of the gun was against the blade.

Li Ziqian pressed forward on the horseback, his upper and lower jaw teeth clenched, and he looked at Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan held the gun in both hands, facing Li Ziqian's gaze, he looked straight away, pressed hard against the blade of the ink ruler, and clamped his legs on the horse's belly.

After the horse under his crotch circled in place, he suddenly neighed and walked in a disorderly manner, carrying Luo Xuan forward.

"Your knife is broken. ”

Luo Xuan's arms were strong, and when he pushed the ink ruler away, he pushed it with his left hand holding the barrel of the gun, and then let go. The barrel of the gun turned, and his right hand held the barrel of the gun, and he stabbed it reflexively, and said suddenly.

"It will drink enough blood. ”

Li Ziqian looked at the cold head of the spear approaching, and while he said coldly, he slapped the spear away with a backhand of the ink ruler in his hand.

The two war horses galloped, and they turned back to carry the two of them to fight in one place again.

The shouts were thunderous, and the soldiers who could not see it at a glance raised their hands high, their throats as hot as fire, and they shouted hoarsely.

Xiang Yiming and Tuoba Qian looked at Li Ziqian who was wielding a knife, and their hearts were shaken. It turns out that such an elegant and bold man also has such an appearance.

"General!" Bai Po and Gu He also looked at Luo Xuan, they had never seen Luo Xuan's desperate fighting style, like a wolf with his head showing his claws.

On the ground, the hoof prints of iron hooves were crocheted and staggered.

The eyes of the two on horseback were scarlet, and the swords and spears quickly separated.

After a while, the two of them rode back to the queue.

"Youming heavy armored iron cavalry, the first column is out of the ranks. ”

"The tiger and leopard ride, the first column is out. ”

The two of them shouted at the same time before the hosts, waving their weapons in their hands.

This is the agreement between the two of them just now, and they both want to see if it is Youming's heavy-armored iron cavalry that is more powerful, or Xuanguo's tiger and leopard cavalry that is more powerful.

These were the two most feared heavy armored cavalry divisions in the Seven Kingdoms when Zhou was in power. Everywhere you go, there's no disadvantage.

The sonorous sound suddenly sounded under the city, and the atmosphere on the battlefield was solemn.

There was a slight commotion in the arrays of the two armies.

Behind Luo Xuan, the infantry phalanx armed with seven-meter spears took the initiative to get out of the way.

The streets of Changping shook, and more than 100 fire-bronze cavalrymen armed with extremely long iron spears and swords at their waists rushed out from not far from the city gate.

They are the most elite presence of the tiger and leopard riders, waiting behind the army, ready to make a detour and deliver the deadliest blow to their prey.

Li Ziqian looked at the galloping tiger and leopard rider, his eyes filled with awe.

Behind him, the black-armored iron horseman with a halberd swept out, and the black pressed one.

They are different from other Youming Iron Cavalry Changge, they are all carefully selected warriors, armed with long halberds, and can fight freely in the chaos of battle, killing a way for themselves.

This is the most special existence in the Youming Iron Cavalry, this column does not need to cooperate with the cavalry spear, the cover of the halberd to fight, to get a moment of protection.

They were the dead men of the cavalry, and when they charged for themselves in front, they also fought a way for the cavalry behind them.

Li Ziqian's prancing horse roared, and one man and one horse took the lead in charging out, as if the mountains were shouting and the tsunami, and the oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield was completely torn apart by him, and the air flow became hot.

The more than 100 heavily armored iron horsemen behind him roared, and they didn't set up a phalanx of cavalry, just like a beast, they rampaged like beasts, shouting and killing.

"Punish thousands of troops and raise their military might. ”

"Raise the army and shake the nations. ”

"Shake the invincible opponents of the country. ”

"Fight with my son, sprinkle my blood, throw my head!"

As soon as the Youming Iron Rider moved, the tiger and leopard rider with a set of fiery copper armor also galloped immediately, and the snow was as white as ash.

In front of more than 100 cavalry, Luo Xuan first sang a long roar alone, rushed away with a gun, and after singing behind his back, more than 100 cavalry also sang loudly:

"Strong men in armor fight in all directions. ”

"Shoot the wolf with a longbow. ”

"If you don't return, your life is boundless. ”

It was a song with no regrets, composed by the famous composer Zhong Ziqi of the Xuan Kingdom, called "Military Martyrdom".

At the moment when the song sounded, Xiang Yiming was slightly moved, this was the second time he had heard such a song.

When he lost his mind for a moment, the neighing of the war horse had already sounded, and the battle had begun.