Half a roll of battle flags!

The saber is broken!

The lone horse wails!

Brave men go to the difficulty!

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As soon as the war horse was mentioned, He Jian bent down to dodge the saber cut by the devil, and then the saber in his hand swung out suddenly, falling on the opponent's neck like thunder, and in an instant, two blood arrows shot out, splashing his head and face.

With a calm face, He Jian reached out and wiped the blood on his face, then raised his hand to look at the two sabers with gaps in the blades, and then the handsome hand threw them out. The saber slashed seven or eight meters away, and then penetrated the devil's chest, causing him to roll off his horse.

Letting go of the saber, He Jian pulled out the long knife made of blood-red metal with his hand, trembled in his hand, and suddenly made a soft buzzing sound.

This knife has been following him for ten years, and since he had this knife, He Jian has gradually broken out of the nickname of "He Yan King", and almost everyone knows about his fame in western Liaoning.

Of course, he is also very righteous, although there are more than 100 people under his command, but he never oppresses the common people, but specializes in robbing officials, businessmen and gentry, so he has a very good reputation among the local people.

Starting with the blood-red long knife, He Jian's whole person seemed to have changed a little, and it seemed to be much colder. He rode his horse and rushed into the crowd of devils, and the heads of the devils fell to the ground one after another, and the corpses overturned and fell off the horses.

The two sides fought fiercely on the open ground, the sonorous sound of sabers colliding was endless, and the popping sound of slashing into the body was constantly heard.

Although it was a lot stronger in terms of combat strength, in terms of numbers, He Jian's cavalry brigade was at a disadvantage, so the losses on both sides were about the same, and each had a lot of casualties.

When he blocked the sabers of several devils, the captain of the third column, ** Tima, rushed out of the crowd of devils, followed by more than a dozen cavalry, forming a well-coordinated group, invincible all the way, and forcibly dissecting the devil's team.

The war horse rushed out of the crowd of devils, and then sprinted forward for a distance, ** strangled the war horse, turned around, and gasped for breath.

The body of the war horse under the crotch is like washing, the sweat is flowing downward, and you can hear its heavy breathing when sitting on the war horse, and it seems that it is also tired.

At this time, He Jian and the others led other cavalry to also rush out of the crowd of devils, gathered together, and confronted the devils on the opposite side at a distance.

He Jian looked left and right, and saw that there were only more than 140 people left in his three columns of 180 people, and more than 30 cavalry were sacrificed, and the devils on the opposite side did not bargain, plus the cavalry brigade at the beginning, it lost more than 100 numbers.

He leaned down and patted the head of the war horse, and He Jian said in a low voice, "Old man, it's hard work." The horse snorted suddenly, and its hooves slashed twice on the ground.

Straightening up, He Jian shouted loudly, "Brothers, do you still remember the battle song written by Commander Luo to our First Cavalry Brigade? ”

"Remember!" Everyone roared in unison.

"Vertical horse black water, sword shine white mountain,-" He Jian's hoarse voice sounded between heaven and earth, sounding a little low, but it exuded a powerful penetrating power.

The warriors sang in unison.

longitudinal horse black water,

Daoyao Baishan,

The Predator Cavalry fought stubbornly.

Across the mountains and rivers,

No regrets horse leather shroud returned.

Blood, hunger and food.

Oriental hatred, today is still it.

He will raise a million teachers every day,

The prancing horse sword splits Mt. Fuji.

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The rolling waves gathered together, like thunder, like a mountain, like a tsunami, although there were only more than a hundred people, but the momentum was as if there were thousands of troops.

"Cavalry brigade, charge!" He Jian's long knife pulled a sword flower in the air, and then slashed down in front of him.

"Slave blood, hungry food!" With a sonorous sound, the sabers were raised, and the cavalry in the third column led by Zhu Hua who were still able to fight urged their war horses and brandished their sabers to charge.

"Oriental hatred, still today." The second column, under the leadership of the column commander Li Xiao, roared and pounced on the Ampere Thirteenth Cavalry Wing.

"He will raise a million divisions every day, and the prancing horse sword will split Mount Fuji." The cavalry of the first column, led by He Jian, roared and launched a charge, and swept towards the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The murderous aura of the three teams rose to the sky, the surrounding mountains trembled, and the birds in the forest had long fled without a trace, and they no longer dared to stay in this Shura killing field.

Looking at the Chinese cavalry sweeping across the side with an earth-shattering momentum, Amperre XIII couldn't help but sigh, "This is a people that cannot be taken lightly, and it may be a mistake to provoke them. ”

But he did not hesitate at all, he also waved the saber in his hand, and took the lead in urging the war horse to rush out, as a cavalryman, he can die on the battlefield, but he must not be cowardly, even if he knows that the opponent is very terrible, he must move forward bravely.

The earth trembled under the trampling of the horses' hooves, gravel and dirt were splashed everywhere, and the horses swept across the low grass and rushed forward like arrows.

The two cavalry teams collided violently, and in an instant, bright waves burst out.

"Kill the devil!" A cavalryman's saber was knocked off, he roared, jumped up from his horse, pounced on the devil soldier opposite, knocked him off his horse, and the two of them hugged each other and fought on the ground.

"The Yamato nation is undefeated." A Japanese cavalryman with one arm cut off roared, and the saber in his hand also pierced the chest of the Chinese cavalryman.

The battle between the two sides fell into a white heat, and the war horses circled and entangled, constantly chopping and slashing, and used all their strength to fight.

At this time, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to kill his opponent.

The ground was littered with the corpses of fallen cavalrymen, some of whom were not yet dead, and were also trampled by the horses' hooves, sending out painful **.

He Jian was crazy, his whole body clothes were soaked with blood, there were his own, but more of them were devils, none of them were his opponents, and he was knocked to the ground almost in a round.

Even his war horse was red-eyed, and he roared and opened his mouth to bite the ear of the devil cavalry war horse, tearing it hard, biting off a large piece of its ear.

Snort, a saber stabbed into He Jian's lower back from behind, and the sharp pain made his body tremble, and he almost fell off the warhorse, but he gritted his teeth and held his body hard.

Before he could turn around, the war horse under his crotch neighed wildly, and his left hind hoof was raised violently, kicking him the front of the devil cavalry, kicking him out and falling heavily to the ground.

He Jian turned his head to look at the devil cavalry who had collapsed on the ground and obviously couldn't survive, and he could still laugh, "Hehe, our old guy can top a cavalry." ”

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