Boom! Hundreds of cavalry rushed into the battle formation formed by the elite of the Tang Army, setting off a bloody storm, and the horses led the people to charge, and the power that erupted in an instant weighed thousands of catties.

In the face of this majestic force, even the tightest military formation could not resist it, not to mention that the Tang army did not bring all the equipment in order to smuggle across the Yellow River, and everyone was a horizontal knife.

As if a hot knife cut into tofu, accompanied by the sound of fluffy, the bodies of dozens of Tang Army elites who were blocking in front of the cavalry were directly knocked into the air, and when they fell to the ground, the bones of their bodies were shattered, and the whole person turned into a puddle of mud.

"Brute, you have the ability to kill your grandfather!

Cheng Zhijie let out a series of angry roars, hoping to attract the attention of the vulture. Give Li Shimin time to retreat into the ferry.

After the cavalry rushed in, he grabbed the spear of the enemy cavalry with his right hand, and then violently lifted the opponent off the horse, and then he turned over on his horse. The spear in his hand flicked in all directions, killing two more enemies.

He was originally a cavalry general who was proficient in riding and arching horses, and after having more horses and spears in his hands, he was like a tiger with wings, holding the reins with one hand and holding the spear with the other.

After he rode on his war horse, he blended into the cavalry team of the Zheng army, constantly roaring, and the spear in his hand was continuously stabbed, and in an instant, several cavalrymen were stabbed and screamed to the ground.

Cheng Zhijie is worthy of being a famous general in the history books, and as soon as he makes a move, several cavalrymen will inevitably turn over and fall off their horses. Wang Junkuo, who was not far away, was also a famous general with outstanding force, and like Cheng Zhijie, he snatched weapons from one of the enemy's cavalrymen and killed more than a dozen cavalrymen in a row.

"The strength of these two people is equivalent to completely training to the second weight of the iron cloth shirt. With the power of a brute bull, the strength is very strong, and it is only half a step away from the realm of a peerless fierce general and a martial arts master!"

Yang Yun in the distance sighed in his heart while watching the battle. In this world without true qi and internal strength, with only the power of qi and blood, there is a limit to strength after all.

Therefore, even if Cheng Zhijie and Wang Junkuo are both famous generals who have been passed down to future generations, they are invincible in ordinary times with their troops, and they can't get rid of the siege of hundreds of cavalry at this time.

can only fight while approaching in the direction where Li Shimin is. In addition to the two of them, half of the remaining more than 200 people of the Tang army died when they collided with the cavalry.

The remaining half completely collapsed. A short period of time simply doesn't come in handy. No matter how strong the elite is, when the casualties reach a certain level, they will lose most of their combat effectiveness. The Tang Army is no exception.

At this time, there were only a few pro-soldiers left around Li Shimin. Zhai Changsun and Duan Zhixuan's strength was slightly inferior to Cheng Zhijie, and they only dragged a part of the cavalry.

The rest of the cavalry, led by the vultures, rushed straight to the riverbank. Li Shimin gritted his teeth and retreated to the mud on the riverbank with a horizontal knife. Weaken the enemy's cavalry to the maximum.

"Hahahaha, I have made a great contribution to my vulture! Everyone dismounts and captures this person!"

After the vulture led the cavalry to the riverbank, he immediately turned over and dismounted, and strode into the mud with his soldiers and horses, and pursued them relentlessly.

At this time, Li Shimin's perseverance and indomitable mind were a little shaken, first smuggling the Yellow River was unfavorable, and then the enemy cavalry arrived in time, since the siege of Luoyang, the battle situation has been unfavorable one after another.

Could it be that Wang Shichong is really unfinished?

However, Li Shimin is the true king who ended the troubled times, his heart is as strong as steel, and he is calm and complicated in an instant, and the danger in front of him has inspired the brave and resolute side.

Li Shimin raised his horizontal knife, roared fiercely, and rushed towards the opposite side with the few remaining guards.

"It's good to come!"

The vulture laughed, and he jumped to his feet, and the spear was like an eagle killing its prey, and with a puff, it pierced the chests of the two guards in an instant, and with a force on his wrist, he threw the two corpses away.

Bang! The stainless steel spear collided with the horizontal knife in Li Shimin's hand, and there was a loud sound. Li Shimin is an invincible commander, and his strength is not weak, but he is not a fierce general who charges into battle.

After fighting with the vulture, he fell behind after a dozen moves.

"King Qin, go away!"

The only two remaining guards beside him roared angrily and gave up their lives in front of the vulture. Poof! The vulture's spear pierced through the chest of one of them, but the man grabbed the spear before he died.

The other guard immediately stepped forward to attack. All kinds of deadly moves were used, which made the vulture, whose strength was far above him, a little scrambling.

Li Shimin gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the ferry.

"King Qin?"

The vulture was ecstatic in his heart, so he simply let go of the iron spear that was caught, reached out and snatched a horse chopping knife from a person next to him, and then chased forward frantically.

"Damn thieves!"

When Cheng Zhijie and Wang Junkuo saw this scene, they were sweating in a hurry, and kept roaring angrily to stab the cavalry besieging them off their horses, even if the two of them could get rid of the cavalry around them at this time, they would not have time to rescue.

As for Duan Zhixuan and Zhai Changsun, their strength was slightly weaker, and they were surrounded by dozens of cavalry regiments, and they couldn't break through.

"No, Brother Cheng, look, it seems that someone has gone to save King Qin!"

Wang Junkuo suddenly saw a figure like a gale, rushing from a distance, and the Zheng army cavalry, who was besieging Duan Zhixuan and the two, quickly divided more than a dozen horses to block it.

As soon as the figure leaped, he kicked one of the horsemen off his horse, then grabbed the reins, and snatched a spear with his backhand. Then the spear flicked.

The shadow of the gun flickered, and it accurately hit the throat of several cavalrymen around him. Deadly moves!

"This ...... Is it Big Brother Bai's deadly marksmanship?"

Wang Junkuo's expression was slightly stunned, his spirit was in a trance, and he was almost stabbed by an enemy soldier next to him, he hurriedly stabilized his mind and did not dare to be distracted again.

Burst!

Yang Yun borrowed his feet on the stirrup, and used the spear he grabbed to use the stick technique he learned from the Shaolin Temple. Pierced the throat of a cavalryman again.

When he was practicing in Shaolin Temple, he found that there was something wrong with the Shaolin stick technique, and there were a lot of stabbing moves. It doesn't fit the routine of a long stick very well.

Now that he is in the battle array, he suddenly discovers that the Shaolin stick method taught by Tanzong is actually a set of ruthless marksmanship with deadly moves!

At this time, Yang Yun didn't have time to think about the origin of marksmanship.

After he eliminated the enemy in front of him, he immediately used the longitudinal technique and killed the vultures on the riverbank, he couldn't ride a horse, but the longitudinal technique he learned from the Shaolin Temple, and the short-term explosion made him faster than the galloping horse.

In an instant, they were killed in the tidal flats on the riverbank.

"Stop him!" shouted a Zheng cavalry captain.

The dozens of soldiers who followed the vulture to dismount and chase Li Shimin suddenly blocked in front of Yang Yun.

"Look for death!"

Yang Yun's face turned cold, and the spear in his hand released a python out of the hole, poof, poof, more than a dozen blood lights spurted out, killing a large number of soldiers in an instant. His strength is not what it used to be.

More than two months ago, he was still an ordinary person, and at most he was energetic and reacted quickly. Being surrounded by a few people is absolutely irresistible. And now, he has practiced the second weight of the iron cloth shirt.

In addition to his incomparably strong muscles and defense, he is also very proficient in punches, kicks, and gun sticks. One person can kill dozens of elite soldiers.