"Knock, knock, knock, knock......" The earth-shattering drums resounded throughout the battlefield, and a murderous aura enveloped the universe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When "Killing ......" was still half a mile away from the high platform, Xiang Yu burst into a rage, urging the horse to speed up, and on the opposite side, in the Mongolian camp, arrows began to shoot in.

Wielding the overlord spear and pushing away the oncoming arrows, Xiang Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent. The arrows hit the heavy cavalry, and they could only make some 'penm' iron sounds, which could not penetrate their heavy chain mail at all.

On the other hand, the light cavalry department began to have casualties, but now it is not so much to care about, if it stops, there will only be more deaths.

Fortunately, at this time, Fang Tiejia's troops also rushed to the range of the bow and crossbow, stretched out their bows and arrows, and one arrow after another was sent into the Mongolian camp.

With the support of his own archers, Xiang Yu's pressure was greatly reduced, and his momentum was even stronger. The half-mile road was a short time away, and soon it ran into the Mongol shield wall and the horse rejection pile.

This kind of thing may be useful in the face of light cavalry, but in front of the heavy cavalry, it is no different from paper paste, the slightest touch, it will be smashed into pieces, and the shield wall is even more ridiculous, those Mongolian soldiers with large shields and even people with shields were knocked upside down and flew out, and before they could land, they lost their breath.

Under the leadership of Xiang Yu, the five hundred heavy horses were like five hundred terrifying killing machines, and there was no one alive everywhere they passed, leaving only a mess all over the ground. The light cavalry followed behind the heavy cavalry, tearing the heavy cavalry wider and wider, and finally cut the whole 10,000-man team into two sections.

Xiang Yu is invincible in the Mongolian army, the overlord gun will take away several lives every time he swings, and when the killing rises, he will drag the Mongolian soldiers one by one, throw them out like sandbags, and knock down a bunch of people every time, and then those who fell to the ground never got up again, or were trampled by the horse's hooves or their own people, becoming a puddle of meat and mud, nourishing the land of Xiangyang, and when this group of barbarians retreated, there will be a good harvest here next year.

Of course, the Mongols were not defenseless, and they went in groups of three or five, burrowed to the edge of the iron horseman, and stabbed the knight on the horse with their spears.

Although it may not be possible to stab these knights to death, as long as they are stabbed off their horses, those knights who fall off their horses will end up no different from the Mongols who fall to the ground, and the hooves of the horses will not distinguish between friend and foe.

There are also some Mongolian soldiers with long knives and maces in their hands, specializing in the legs of horses, and once the legs of the horses running fast are injured, the huge inertia will take them out and end up on their backs.

However, on the whole, Xiang Yufang still has the advantage, almost every light cavalry that dies, there will be twenty or thirty Mongolian soldiers to accompany the burial, and the heavy cavalry is at least forty or fifty cushions for each death. This is the power of a cavalry corps that is fully charged.

It's just that inertia will always be lost, and the more you get into the hinterland of the enemy, the slower the speed of the knights will become.

Xiang Yu has fought all his life, and he knows that if the cavalry completely loses speed, it will be like a lamb to the slaughter, so he began to turn the horse's head, change to a place where the enemy's military strength is weak, and rush out with everyone, and then distance himself from the Mongolian soldiers, re-launch the charge, and repeat the cycle, cutting the Mongolian soldiers' camp into a mess.

Guo Jing saw that the time was almost up, and rushed to the battlefield with hundreds of martial arts masters, these martial arts masters were carefully selected from thousands of martial arts people, each of whom was a person with profound internal skills and a hundred.

Hundreds of people ran faster than their galloping horses, and in an instant they reached the battlefield.

When they got closer, hundreds of people who were good at hidden weapons first shot out the hidden weapons in their hands, and for a time flying knives, sleeve arrows, locusts and stones flew wildly, and most of them were coated with poison, and the Mongolian soldiers who beat them were miserable.

Then, a group of people wielded swords and went straight to the high platform to kill.

When the killing reached the front of the high platform, the golden wheel method above said to Guo Xiang, who was tied up: "Little Guo Xiang, you quickly persuade your father to surrender, I count to ten, if he doesn't surrender, I will order arson." ”

Guo Xiang's face was fearless, and said: "If you like to count, just count, let alone dozens of numbers, even if you count a thousand numbers, what about ten thousand numbers?" ”

Jin Lun said angrily: "Do you really think that I don't dare to burn you? ”

Guo Xiang said coldly: "I just think you're quite pitiful." ”

Jin Lun said angrily again: "What do I pity me? ”

"You can't beat my father, you can't beat the big hero in the audience, you can't beat my grandfather, you can't beat the big brother, you can't even beat the old naughty boy, now you only dare to threaten me as a female streamer, if I were you, I would jump off this stage now, and I would be happy."

At this time, Guo Xiang had already put life and death aside, and his words almost blew up Jinlun's chest, but he couldn't refute it, and shouted to Guo Jing in the audience at the moment: "Guo Jing, if I don't surrender next year, I will order arson." ”

Guo Jing just said: "Do you think I look like a surrenderer?" ”

Jin Lun gritted his back molars and began to count, and every time he counted, he had to pause for a while, hoping that Guo Jing couldn't stand the heart of his beloved daughter and could surrender obediently. It's a pity that he thought wrong, although Guo Jing loves his daughter, he will never surrender like a foreigner for his daughter, until he counted to ten, and he just looked at him coldly.

"Set fire."

With the order of the golden wheel, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers who had been prepared early around threw out the torches in their hands at the same time, and in an instant, the pile of hay began to catch fire, and thick smoke rose everywhere.

Guo Jing and the others were about to step forward to extinguish the fire with loess, when they suddenly heard the sound of killing in the distance, and tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry came around from both sides and began to rush towards Xiangyang City.

Guo Xiang on the stage also saw it, and shouted to Guo Jing: "Daddy, go and guard Xiangyang City, don't care about your daughter." ”

Guo Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the high platform with burning fire and Xiangyang in the distance, and it was difficult to decide for a while. Ye Gucheng, who had never spoken to him, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "You go to defend the city, I will save this little girl, don't worry, I will definitely give you a complete daughter." ”

Guo Jing seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and said earnestly to Ye Gucheng: "Then Xiang'er will please give it to Mr., Mr. is very kind, Guo Jing will never forget." ”

Ye Gucheng waved his hand: "Go quickly." After speaking, he tapped his toes, and between the two ups and downs, he reached the bottom of the high platform.

"Let's go, go back to Xiangyang." Guo Jing took one last look at his daughter on the high platform, then turned around and left resolutely.

Although she had long had the will to die, seeing that her biological father had given up on herself so easily, Guo Xiang's heart was still like a knife, and just when she was disheartened, a magnetic and ethereal voice came into her ears.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." (To be continued.) )