Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang took the order, crossed the crowd, and galloped to the center of the formation, where the enemy was coming. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The generals of the Liao army with maces were menacing, and the Liao army behind them also made the same shouting sound as the tiger and leopard horsemen, but their shouting and cheering were mostly the ingredients that strengthened their courage.

The Liao people also started as a horse archer, and during the charge, they roared, drew their bows and arrows, and fired two volleys.

Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang clenched the barrel of the gun, swung, swept, teased, and chopped, sweeping away the rain of arrows in front of them, while those tiger and leopard riders shrank their bodies into a ball as much as possible, and then leaned over to hide in the horse's back to reduce their exposed area.

After the rain of arrows, only a few people were hit by arrows, and the injuries were not fatal, but not too important places such as arms and thighs.

After two rounds of arrow rain, the Liao army had already rushed to the front, and did not give the tiger and leopard a chance to shoot back.

The Liao army was holding a mace in his hand, yelling in an incomprehensible Liao language in his mouth, and rushed to Erlang like a fierce god, smashing it with a swing of the stick.

The mace hit his head, and Erlang shouted excitedly: "It's good to come" said, the silver gun in his hand did not dodge or dodge, and he met it hard.

"Peng"

A bang came from the intersection of the two weapons, Erlang's posture did not move at all, but he couldn't bear the strength of the war horse when he sat down, and took a few steps back, while the Liao general was smashed and shaken, and almost fell off the horse, thanks to his superb riding skills, he finally stabilized his figure.

General Liao was horrified in his heart, and said secretly: "This person has so much strength!" The mace in my hand weighs more than forty pounds, and his gun is no more than ten pounds at most. ”

Of course, Yang Erlang is extraordinary, you know, he is a person who has the ability to lift a thousand catties, although the ancients liked to exaggerate, but even if it is a fold, it is also capable of lifting five hundred catties, and the arms must have at least one hundred catties of strength.

Playing hard with him, I can only say that this Liao general just hit the muzzle.

Yang Erlang gently pulled the horse's head, stabilized the war horse, and then pulled the reins violently, and the reverse Liao general charged.

And Yang Dalang also took the tiger and leopard cavalry to fight with the Liao soldiers.

The tactics of the Liao people were learned from wild wolves, and to put it bluntly, they were just encirclement and guerrilla. It's fine to face enemies that are less than or equal to their own number, but when they encounter enemies that are far outnumbered by themselves, they can't do anything about it, because wolves don't dare to fight carnivores that outnumber them.

So, I saw the Liao army rushing up in a swarm, and it seemed to be very imposing, but the formation was disorganized and disorganized, and in the face of the battle-hardened tiger and leopard riders, there was only a share of life in vain.

Then he saw the tiger and leopard riders form a group of three and launch a charge, one parry the enemy's weapons, one take the opportunity to kill the enemy, and the other guard the nearby enemy troops to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of it.

The sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse resounded throughout the battlefield, and the roars and screams became the main theme of this world, and the Liao army was like an egg hitting a stubborn stone, and it was knocked out and bled out.

Yang Erlang's place, the war has come to an end, the mace Liao army, which has always relied on brute force to win, met Yang Erlang, who was born with strange strength, was pressed and beaten without the power to parry, the hand holding the mace was cracked by the shock, and the blood stained the handle of the mace.

Seeing that the charge failed and there was no hope of breaking through, the Liao army was frightened, pulled out his horse and turned around, and even the group of Liao soldiers under him didn't care.

Yang Erlang watched him flee coldly, and he didn't chase after him, but turned around to help his eldest brother exterminate those ordinary Liao troops.

It turned out that Chen Hao and the others had rushed behind the Liao army at this time and completed the encirclement. The people in the encirclement can be said to be unable to escape, so why bother to catch up?

Na Liao was frightened by Erlang, and did not dare to face the battle, rushing left and right like a headless fly, but found that no matter where he went, he could always meet a large group of tigers and leopards waiting for him.

It happened that Yang Ye saw this Liao army, pulled out his horse, rushed forward, and shouted: "Liao dog is killed." The big knife in his hand slashed Huashan with a move, and he slashed it head.

General Liao was shocked, raised the mace in his hand to block the knife, the knife was blocked, but his hand was shocked by the huge force and lost consciousness, and he couldn't hold the mace anymore, so he flew away.

Yang Ye slashed Huashan with another sword, and General Liao shouted in his half-baked Chinese language: "Spare your life, willing to surrender." ”

"Puff"

From beginning to end, one knife was cut in two, and even the war horse under the crotch of the Liao general was cut off by this knife.

The hot blood was sprinkled all over Yang Ye's body, a handful of beautiful hair was infiltrated by blood, dripping with blood beads, some blood couldn't dodge, and fell into Yang Ye's mouth, Yang Ye didn't think about it, swallowed it in one gulp, and then scolded: "Phew, the barbarian is really a barbarian, even the blood is rancid." ”

"Really? My son will also come to taste it" The spear in Qilang's hand pierced the throat of a Liao soldier, pulled it out suddenly, swallowed the blood that came out of his mouth, and then smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is rancid, smelly, and not delicious." ”

This father and son really have a bit of heroic feelings of laughing and thirsty drinking, and they think they hate the Liao people to the extreme.

Chen Hao was excited by the heroism of the two, his blood boiled, and on a whim, he reached out and knocked away the war knife in the hand of a Liao soldier, threw the iron rod, picked up the war knife with his hand, and wiped the neck of the Liao soldier with his backhand.

The Liao soldier stretched out his hand to plug the wound on his neck, but the blood pressure in his body squeezed all his blood out of the wound.

opened his mouth to receive a large mouthful of blood, and a bloody smell overflowed Chen Hao's cranial cavity, heading straight to his brain.

Forcibly endured the smell of blood, swallowed the blood in his mouth, the blood flowed down the throat to the stomach, the hot stomach was warm, and for a while, Chen Hao suddenly felt proud, spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood foam, and said: "It's no different from pig blood and dog blood." ”

Yang Ye smiled: "It's no different from pigs and dogs." ”

More than 100 Liao soldiers were surrounded by 3,000 tigers and leopards in the middle, turning into turtles in urns and sheep to be slaughtered.

Whether it was a battle of trapped beasts or a surrender, they were all killed, leaving no one alive.

The remaining Liao soldiers began to scatter and flee, and Xiahoudun ordered: "A group of ten people, free to surround and chase, be sure not to let go of a barbarian." ”

"Yes"

Those tigers and leopards rode behind the buttocks of those Liao soldiers like rabbits and began to chase and kill, once they caught up, they were immediately hacked to death, and the worse ones would be divided.

In the next battle, there was no need for generals to command, Chen Hao jumped off his horse, stood on the sea of corpses and blood, looked at the stumps all over the ground, and the blood in his heart gradually cooled.

"Vomit~~"