He had already discovered that two-thirds of the people in this infantry phalanx were Han faces, and even the leader was probably also a Han man. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Mongol and Yuan courts had ruled Middle-earth for more than 100 years, and although the Han people had the lowest status in the entire court, they were not absent, and even accounted for much more of the garrison than the Tartars themselves.

In any case, these people are all of the same roots and clan as themselves, and it would be better to save a few if they could save a few. With this in mind, he had what he just said.

His voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the battlefield, everyone heard it, these infantry were already frightened by the sound he had just heard, at this time hearing him say this, they were all a little moved, the Tartar companions next to him immediately became vigilant, and looked at the Han comrades beside him vigilantly.

Li Lin was shocked and shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't listen to his demagoguery, go on, kill him to have a way to live, otherwise the court will cut off the heads of all of us." ”

Li Lin's words made the Han soldiers hesitate again, and when he saw that his words were a little ineffective, none of his soldiers rushed up, and shouted: "Are you all fucking stupid? Next to it is a thousand cavalry, which of you can run through other people's four legs on two legs, give it to Lao Tzu quickly, kill him to live, otherwise everyone will die. ”

This time, his words worked, the power of the thousand cavalry was obviously greater than Zhang Wuji's alone, and the soldiers yelled at each other, cheering themselves up and slowly squeezing over.

Zhang Wuji shouted: "Okay, since you have chosen this path, don't feel unjust on Huangquan Road, and have a good baby in the next life." ”

"Kill."

With a loud shout, the spear in his hand pointed forward, and killed the west, because Baoyin's cavalry was in the west, and they had already moved, and the target was the approaching Bat King and his party.

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The Bat King ran all the way forward with his personal guards, and the sect leader struck a sound attack, and the endless freedom and arrogance and inexhaustible power were amazing, driving the blood on their bodies to become hot.

As soon as he approached a mile, he saw that the Tartar cavalry, who had been honestly waiting on the right hand, was actually moving towards his side, and it seemed that he had pinched his own people as soft persimmons.

The angry Bat King smoked from his nostrils, and if he didn't look down on people so much, he was congenitally good or not. "Brothers, look at it, my old Wei is not bad at killing people." During the march, he did not forget to pause, swept the throwing gun in his hand, looked at the distance between the two sides, and suddenly pulled the reins and ran in the direction of the cavalry.

The battlefield itself is not large, and both sides have missed the best distance for a long-range attack, so they are both holding their blades and preparing for a short encounter.

Even so, the cavalry charging infantry is still no different from slaughter, which is also Baoyin's reliance.

The distance between the two sides was originally seventy or eighty meters away, and now the two sides quickly approached, and the distance was even closer, Bao Yin saw that the Bat King was also rushing over alone, and his heart became vigilant, just now Zhang Wuji gave him a real lesson, in case this person also exists like that, unconsciously, his horse speed slowed down, and the cavalry next to him staggered a horse position.

Hou Cheng saw that the Bat King turned to the right front and attacked, and he also followed with his personal guards, but the sect leader had ordered them to follow the Bat King.

Wei Yixiao's war horse also rushed out of the finger time, and the spear in his hand was thrown, Baoyin shrank in time, and he didn't find anyone who looked like another officer, and the throwing gun was thrown straight ahead.

The spear was like a crossbow shot from a bed crossbow, instantly penetrating five or six Tartar cavalrymen, and Baoyin, who saw it, was secretly frightened, and the two sides collided violently.

Wei Yixiao jumped up, and his two silver palms kept shooting out on the Tartar's body, just like a dexterous bat, moving quickly and accurately, and all the Tartar cavalry he photographed fell to the ground one after another.

Between flashes and movements, the body only kept swimming in mid-air, and between the east and west, countless tartars fell. There is a war horse under your feet to borrow strength, and the upper body with a tartar in your hand can borrow strength at any time, so you don't have to worry about the possibility of falling to the ground and being hit by cavalry.

Bao Yin hid in the crowd, only to find out that he really ran into a demon today, the one just now was already terrifying, and this one didn't seem to be bad compared to the one just now.

Wei Yixiao's speed was too fast, from the moment he left, he instantly fell more than three zhang away from Hou Cheng and the others, Hou Cheng and the others hurried to hurry, but they still watched him enter the Tartar cavalry, and soon rushed into a depth of three or four zhang.

The Tartar cavalry brigade rushed over Wei Yixiao and rushed towards Hou Cheng and the others, waving their scimitars, wanting to sprinkle all the grievances they received from Wei Yixiao on Hou Cheng and the others.

Twenty-one personal guards, captain Hou Cheng is a quasi-first-class master, and the rest are all second-rate realm cultivators, and at the same time, the small axe in his hand flew out.

Twenty-one small axes brought down twenty-one Tartar cavalrymen, followed by twenty-one small axes, and before the two sides made contact, they threw a total of three rounds of small axes, bringing down a total of sixty-three Tartar cavalrymen, an accuracy that surprised the oncoming Tartar cavalry.

In the end, the two sides collided violently, long knives against scimitars, and the people of the rivers and lakes who were good at martial arts formed a cavalry formation and collided violently with the personal guard cavalry of the King of Ruyang.

On one side, there are many people, and on the other hand, there are thin people, but the thin side of the people is like a sharp nail, and it has caused heavy casualties to the enemy.

Bao Yin shouted loudly and shouted to his brothers to attack the enemy. This thousand cavalry is the private army of the King of Ruyang, and it is also his treasure, if it is consumed here without any results, he will inevitably report to the Immortal Heaven, so he must order something to say about the past.

For example, Wei Yixiao's head, he has already found that there is still a certain gap between this person and the young man who dances the spear, and he is not invincible, as long as he is willing to fight, it is not without a chance.

As the personal guard cavalry of the King of Ruyang, these Tartar soldiers were qualified and fanatical, and soon Wei Yixiao felt the pressure, because these cavalry were too brave, and they beckoned their scimitars to him one after another.

Hou Cheng and other guards also felt the pressure, but fortunately, after all, they had a good cultivation, and they were proficient in military formations to cooperate with the battle, coupled with the assistance of long-range attack weapons, there were no casualties, but all of them felt the pressure.

The pressure was finally suddenly reduced because of Zhang Wuji's wild rush from the side, he was like a humanoid beast, it can be said that he died when touched, and instantly stirred up Baoyin's relatively complete riding formation, and Zhang Wuji and others realized the meeting in Baoyin's riding formation.