In just a few breaths, Wei Yabiao had already come to Tang Yinbrown with a long roar of the oxtail knife in his hand.

Tang Yinbrown smiled lightly in his heart.

When the two of them approached with two horses and a big sword in hand, he didn't have a moment of cringe and hesitation, and now he was facing a weak attack, let alone a weak attack.

But compared to the cowardice of the dozens of cavalry behind him who retreated without a fight, Tang Yinbrown still admired the bravery and fearlessness of the people in front of him, and even some of them were immeasurable. So as a sign of respect, he straightened up, slowly raised the long knife in his hand, and made a gesture to meet the enemy.

The battle body knife that Tang Yinbrown was accustomed to using in long-distance battles was a gift given to him by Old Man Tang when he recognized him as his righteous son. The blade is more than five feet long, one foot and three inches wide, and weighs dozens of catties. With such a heavy guillotine, it is very difficult for ordinary humans to use it as a sharp weapon for attack, even if they want to move it.

This is why, although Yan Blacksmith wasted several years of time and made this magnificent artifact that could cut off the roots of a century-old tree and retreat tens of millions of arrows outside the blade, it could only lie in obscurity in the Tang family's arsenal for a long time, until Tang Yinbrown appeared.

Now, in the eyes of others, the guillotine knife that is as heavy as a grinding disc is as light as a cicada's wings and as fast as a wind in Tang Yinbrown's hands. But it has an advantage in terms of volume.

Although Wei Yabiao's oxtail knife had also been appreciated by Zuo Qiyang and admired by his subordinates, at this time, in front of Tang Yinbrown's battle body knife, it was as fragile as a fallen leaf in autumn.

The oxtail knife slashed horizontally from one side, aiming at Tang Yinhao's only exposed shoulder under the cover of the battle blade.

However, Tang Yinbrown only moved his wrist slightly, his waist was slightly forced, the knife followed the hand, and the hand qi knife fell.

In an instant, before Wei Yabiao could see the truth, as far as his eyes could see, it had changed into a dazzling golden knife surface, he squinted his eyes, and he didn't have time to withdraw the knife in his hand that had been cut out at full speed.

Blade against blade.

With a click, Wei Yabiao's oxtail knife broke into two, one of which was thrown out a distance of dozens of feet, and the remaining half trembled in his hand, just like his heart at this time.

Originally immersed in the anger of losing his beloved horse and rushed forward, before he could make a move, he lost the sword that had accompanied him for most of his life one after another, at this time Wei Yabiao no longer had the fighting spirit before, crying and mourning, and dropped the half of the knife in his hand with a bang, and knelt on the ground with a bang, and actually hid his face and sobbed.

The dignified seven-foot man, a moment ago, he was still full of blood and qi to kill the enemy, but at this moment, he was like a child, completely ignoring the situation in front of him, and even Tang Yinbrown was stunned there, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Zuo Qiyang, what kind of goods are these people sent over to meet the enemy?

Is it true that you don't take yourself seriously?

Just as he was thinking, he heard a rustling sound behind him, Tang Yinbrown turned his head to look over, only to find that the remaining dozens of cavalry who were still messing around just now had rearranged their formations at this time.

Different from the posture of the two horsemen who had just started walking side by side with overlapping long knives to attack head-on, a group of men and horses at this time took a roundabout position - everyone put away their sharp weapons, and instead pulled out the neatly equipped blue reins from their waists, and picked them up above their heads like a lasso, surrounding Tang Yin's brown group.

Tang Yinhao, who was trapped in the whistling sound of a rope, suddenly entered a state of combat readiness at this time, readjusted the battle body knife in front of him, held the hilt tightly with both hands, lowered his center of gravity, and waited for the attack of the enemy gathered from all sides.

A rope was thrown from behind him, and Tang Yinyan quickly turned around and slashed with a knife.

However, to his surprise, the teal rope was not cut the moment it touched the sharp blade, but on the contrary, the lasso tightened more and more, firmly controlling the blade in his hand, unable to move.

This rope is actually made of steel winding and twisting!

Such a hard rope is like a ribbon in the hands of this group of people, and now Zuo Qiyang has not treated himself badly, such a formation has obviously been prepared in advance - and even his own eyes can deceive it, such a skillful skill, it will never be trained in a year and a half.

But now is clearly not the time to appreciate the rope array in front of you.

Tang Yinhong regained his feet, and the hands holding the handle of the knife controlled the blade to pull the rope in the opposite direction.

The soldier on horseback at the other end of the rope wrapped the rope tightly around his waist, his hands were strained, his face was red, and he used all his strength in vain.

As soon as Tang Yinbrown let go of his hand, and as soon as he pulled it again, the soldier was torn off the horse's back and smashed heavily on the ground.

failed to control Tang Yin's brown knife, but the soldier lying on the ground had a smile on his face that was still defeated.

His mission was accomplished.

The time he had to buy for the others was already in hand.

Within a few breaths of Tang Yinbrown's stalemate with him, the other cavalry around him had already thrown the metal nooses in their hands in an orderly manner, and the lassoes overlapped in the air, gathered into one point, and spread out like fireworks, falling into the hands of the companions opposite, weaving a huge net in the air.

The moment the net was formed, all the cavalry dismounted at the same time, tightened the rope in their hands with force, and tightly held the prey in it.

Tang Yinyan raised his battle blade with both hands, and supported the weight of dozens of people pressing on him with the strength of one person.

Under the resistance of the blade, the steel cable that was held up to the maximum made a piercing creak - although it was made of steel, although it was applied at the same time with the power of dozens of people, it still couldn't compete with Tang Yinyan's one-person knife!

The rope that meets the blade has begun to crack, and it looks like a gap is about to form, if Tang Yinbrown is let go at this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to trap him.

The circle of people standing outside the net had their faces blue, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from their foreheads.

There was a muffled thud - a steel cable cracked, and the soldiers on both ends of the rope were bounced open, and one of them was hit by the rope, and his face was covered in blood and wailed on the ground.

The rest of the soldiers were shaken by the noise beside them, and the hand holding the rope trembled, and the strength was loosened little by little, and they saw that the enemy who had just been subdued like a beast was about to break free.

There was a neighing of horses, and a figure appeared in the distance at the dusty city gate.

The soldiers, who had only the last strength left in their ropes, all looked relieved and looked towards the city gate with grateful eyes.

The man under the city gate raised the crossbow arrow in his hand high, facing the direction where Tang Yinbrown was.

Zuo Qiyang......

Tang Yinbrown shouted in his heart, and then there was a tingling pain in his chest, his legs weakened, and he fell.