"Hoe traitors and thieves, revive the Han Dynasty!"

The slogan of justice resounded on the battlefield in the mouth of the armored army, accompanied by the hunting flag, the armored army rolled up more than a hundred earth dragons like a mountain torrent and rushed down the hillside, and the armored light cavalry was straight into the two armies.

Although their names were armored light cavalry, in Yuan Shu's eyes, these monsters were not light cavalry at all. His crotch armor and iron shoulder pads, their waistcoats and ghostly visors showed all enemies what was the standard for heavy cavalry in this era.

The premise is that they have never seen Liangzhou covered with armor and heavy riding.

Ma Yue led the light cavalry straight through, and Wang Shuang, who had launched the charge one step earlier, fully explained to all the soldiers in Nanyang and Yizhou what a real warrior is!

When the slogan of hoeing and begging for thieves sounded, Wang Shuang pulled down the demon's mask with a sneer, completely wrapped his whole body in the best armor produced in Liangzhou, turned his horse back, and took the lead in holding the battle flag like a vanguard and rushing into the field less than five miles in the middle of the two armies.

The fields where the malt had been freshly extracted were trampled by iron hooves, the black silk was pulled out of the horse's tail from a distance of two zhang above the horse's head, and the Liangzhou armor-covered battle flag fluttered in the wind on the thick flagpole of the bowl.

How can there be a pioneer who does not carry weapons?

Whether it was the Nanyang Army or the Yizhou Army, no one expected that Ma Yue would send a stunned young man over to ask a few words, and he didn't even let people think about the time to say that he would fight, and give orders easily like a game. Don't you see that this is the third day of the confrontation between Yuan Shu and Liu Yan, and he hasn't really fought for a while...... Ma Yue's unruliness and doing whatever he wants can be seen.

In the final analysis, this was originally a war between the fourth and third princes to challenge the imperial power and fight against the clan of the Han family, and suddenly it made this Liangzhou barbarian unspeakable...... The ridiculous thing is that the Liangzhou barbarians still want to beat the Han clan and the fourth and third dukes.

What are you?

Whether it is the fourth generation and the third prince or the Han family, in terms of identity, status, and bloodline, do you have this qualification?

Wang Shuang rushed majestically, charging in front of him, and his own knight closest to him was still five hundred paces behind him, and was thinking about bending his bow and arrows, but he had already rushed into the center of the two armies with a big sword.

If you don't beat him again, where will the faces of the thousands of battlefield tough guys in the two camps go?

There is no need for the commanders of both sides to order, no one cares about Yizhou or Nanyang at this time, the knife drawn, the sword drawn, the spear drawn, the bow bent, all beckoned towards Wang Shuang. In an instant, in addition to the impassioned military music on the slope of the Liangzhou Army on the battlefield, there was only the sound of the two sergeants opening their bows and pulling the strings.

'Boom'......'boom'......'boom'......

In just one moment, hundreds of arrows from each of the two armies shot towards the place where Wang Shuang galloped.

Wang Shuang was even more bastard, facing the formation of various weapons on both sides without dodging or dodging, when he rushed to the center of the entire battlefield, he suddenly pulled the reins to the left, and the horse under his crotch let out a painful neigh, and ran sideways to the left in a frenzy. Wang Shuang even used his two arms to lift the flagpole one foot above the horse's head and stab obliquely to the left.

To his left was the heavy military array of Yuan Shu's Nanyang army, with countless spears and spears, and the light of the swords that he looked down on flickered.

As we all know, the banner is inserted on a two-zhang spear, and the head and tail of the spear are counterweighted, and that thing is also a real weapon in the battle array. But Da Xuan is different, the thick flagpole of the bowl mouth can not be loaded with any weapons at all, not to mention that there is a five-foot-long log in the front, and the Da Xuan is connected to the top, and the Da Xuan is several zhang long in the army, and it is already a huge force in the world if someone can carry it.

There are many fierce generals under the command of Ma Yue, and there are countless warriors, and at any time and anywhere, such a Liangzhou armor-covered Daxu is held behind him and placed in other people's armies, and Daxu is usually erected on the chariot...... You can't even lift it, let alone swing it!

Wang Shuang's thought was very simple, there were no arrows in his eyes like a swarm of locusts, and there was no heavy army array of thousands of people. There was only one thought in his heart, rush, rush forward!

Because there is only one person in his eyes, not Yuan Shu, who has the respected status of the general of the chariot cavalry, nor is he a famous general. There was only one person in his eyes, the Nanyang cavalry who had laughed at him and the lord before!

The boy was in front of the battle, and he was bending his bow and arrows. How could Wang Shuang not be angry?

I don't care about anything, the people of Liangzhou will be born and die immediately, and it is enough glory to be able to carry Daxu to die in front of the enemy formation...... But before he dies, he has to teach Lao Tzu to stab that little bastard!

With such thoughts, Wang Shuang urged the mount unstoppable, in fact, his mount no longer has so abundant physical strength, not to mention that Wang Shuang is a strong man, the human armor and vest are added together to weigh nearly 100 catties, and then count a very heavy and very heavy Daxu. Rao is Liangzhou Shenjun horsepower is very strong, and he can't help but turn to the side when he runs at this time, where can he rush how fast?

Therefore, Wang Shuang couldn't run out of the rain of arrows at all, and the arrows shot by the two people and horses together were full of thousands of branches, and they all fell within a distance of one zhang centered on Wang Shuang.

Stuck on the ground, there were countless arrows colliding in the air, but more arrows fell on Wang Shuang.

The hood on the top of the head, the demon covering on the face, the iron shoulder armor, the scale arm armor, the iron neck guard, the two crotch armor on the chest, and the iron armor on the back...... The arrows seemed to be all shot on the body in an instant, and the shock transmitted to the body almost made Wang Shuang fall off his horse.

When the arrow was about to reach Wang Shuang, he was scared in his heart. Although he has always considered himself a real Liangzhou tough guy, a real warrior. But the moment before the ten thousand arrows deepened, he suddenly felt a great fear in his heart, and passed through his heart one step ahead of the arrows.

Then, there was an unparalleled ecstasy.

The arrows were shot at him, but the next moment they were blocked by the armor and bounced off, and he barely suffered any damage.

Almost.

His steed was shot in the front leg and store him off his horse with a sharp bend, and his eyes ached so much that he couldn't help himself. The arrows were blocked by the armor and could not hurt him in the slightest, but his eyes were not protected by armor, and even the overlay had two eye-shaped sight holes. The sight hole is not large, but only half a finger high, and a finger long distance.

A sharp arrow cluster hit the sight hole of the left eye, firmly built on the sight hole, and even the inch-long arrow cluster was not fully nailed, but it was enough to hurt Wang Shuang's eyes.

The vanguard warrior took Daxu and fell off his horse.

The pain made him let out a wail, but Wang Shuang never let go of the big sword he was holding, and when he was close to the enemy formation, endless Nanyang soldiers rushed up, swords, guns, swords and spears all beckoned towards the vital point, Wang Shuang didn't have time to hesitate at all, although there was viscous blood under the mask, although there was still the arrow stuck in the mask.

A few zhang Daxu rose in the wind, and the huge wood with a thick bowl mouth swept away, forcing away more than a dozen enemy soldiers around him, and smashed the two to the ground.

Dozens of pounds of Daxu, even if it is not rounded, it will be a broken end.

Wang Shuang's bloody eyes were still staring at the horseman who was laughing at him, and with the determination to die, he charged away with Daxu.

The real strength of the Liangzhou Armored Army is that they are able to evade the vast majority of enemy attacks, allowing the already brave sergeants to pour out their furious strength. What's more, solid armor can give soldiers the courage not to fear life and death.

Ma Yue, who was rolling down with the light horse, saw Wang Shuang's horse stumbling in front of the enemy's formation, and suddenly his heart was in a hurry, and he shouted: "Armored army, throw!" ”

More than 200 paces away, hundreds of armored light horsemen who were charging forward bent their bows into the sky, and hundreds of arrows shot into the sky with the sound of bowstrings, and then fell on the enemy formation at a faster speed.

Fifty steps after rushing again, Ma Yue saw a strong iron-armored figure suddenly jumping up in the enemy formation, and the high-waving Liangzhou armor-covered Daxu did not fall, but blew a black-red whirlwind in the enemy formation, and his hanging heart was relaxed. On the road to galloping, Ma Yue looked back and shouted: "Ma Meng got into battle and pulled Wang Shuang out!" ”

The armored light cavalry shouted, "Please Major General Meng Qi fall into battle and pull out Wang Shuang!" ”

In the overwhelming call, more than ten riders suddenly stood out from the armor-covered heavy cavalry that was charging at a constant speed in the rear. Ma Chao's black-red iron armor and white shawl hissed, and he rushed out with a muddy iron spear, shouting loudly: "The daredevils are camping with a certain family!" ”

For a while, the servants gathered, and Yan Xing led dozens of horsemen to roll up eighteen earth dragons and stomped down the hillside, following Ma Chao straight to the enemy formation.

In the formation, Wang Shuang rushed forward more than ten steps again, Yuan Shu's Nanyang army almost formed a siege of Wang Shuang, and Yuan Shu on the high platform pointed to the red Daxu that was rolling in the battle formation and said: "Surround it, kill Xiliang's anti-Xuan general, kill him!" ”

The cavalry soldier who had laughed at Wang Shuang and the Liangzhou army before was so regretful that his intestines were blue at this time, and he was squeezed by the fellow foot soldiers who rushed up from behind, and he couldn't turn the horse's head at all, so he could only watch Wang Shuang wield the terrifying Daxu closer and closer, and the hideous face under the demon's mask was covered with blood, which made him want to split his liver and gall.

One step, and another, and another.

With every step, the wielded Daxu would smash more than a dozen people, rolling up and down, although countless swords and spears stabbed Wang Shuang's body, he did not dodge at all, and watched with a mortal determination to get closer and closer to the horseman, closer and closer.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the heavy Daxu swept in front of the horseman's face, and several Nanyang soldiers who were blocked in the middle were smashed over, and when they landed, their skin was opened, and swords and guns flew together.

The horseman's eyes widened, and his ass kept moving backwards on the horse's back, but the horse was already surrounded by his comrades, where was there any place for him to escape? For him, the most terrible thing in this world is not to charge into battle, but to know that someone is determined to kill you, but he can only watch him get closer and closer to him weakly, as if everything in this world cannot be stopped.

Finally, his head got closer and closer, and the giant tree smashed against the rudimentary helmet, only to knock the slave under the horse.

Wang Shuang gasped heavily, tried his best to erect Da Xuan again, and slammed on the ground, he didn't take another step forward, his whole body was beating, he couldn't exert any strength, he could only rely on Da Xuan to stare at the enemy who was charging up.

He smiled with relief.

Wang Shuang's life, that's it.

Wang Shuang's life, that's it, is worth it.