On the other hand, the soldiers who rushed out to kill the cavalry of the Warriors were in trouble, and the Warriors did not fight or dodge, so they rode their horses and crashed into them, one after another.

This makes people very helpless, riding on a horse, it is not easy to dodge, especially the war horse, even if it is wearing leather armor, it can only defend against arrows, this kind of direct collision, the consequence is to lose both.

Zou Yu was also taken care of, and the people knew how powerful he was, so they simply formed groups and bumped into him in all directions.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! "Knock down a knight with a warhorse. Stick after stick, after a while, there were piles of war horses and human corpses all around, this is the indiscriminate punching of the old master, this unreasonable way of fighting with life for life, Zou Yu also felt helpless.

Finally, before he could do it, the horse was hit and fell down in pain. Zou Yu had to roll off the horse in time, which can't be blamed for his lack of strength, the main thing is that he rushed too fast, a person was besieged, if it was a few generals who came to him, he had a way, this kind of brute force, but it was a military general's nemesis, after all, it was rare to have so many people who were not afraid of life and death.

After dismounting, Zou Yu was much more flexible, he was also ruthless, not in a fixed place, with the help of the Yan people to block himself, carrying a double stick and pumping violently.

After dismounting, he put the main target, the knight on horseback, regardless of three, seven or twenty-one, when he saw a person, it was a stick, and then he could see the man rise into the air, either falling to the ground, or knocking over a few of his own people.

"Kill!" A gruff voice sounded ahead.

Zou Yu looked up and saw that a bearded man with a braided head was holding a mace, rushing towards him with a fierce look.

"Die!" Zou Yu raised his breath and made a sound, kicked his foot on the ground again, jumped up, and slashed over with a stick in his right hand.

The person who came was the Wanyan of the Black Water Clan, his eyes widened, and his mace swung down violently.

Qi Mei stick and mace collided together, making a "dang!" There was a loud bang, and the cavalry around them felt a harsh sound, and even the war horses raised their legs and neighed, and stopped moving.

Wan Yan Wu only felt like he had knocked on a big stone, his palm was numb from the shock, and the mace almost came out of his hand. Without waiting for him to think about it, another stick, with the sound of whirring wind, slashed over.

Wan Yan Wu was taken aback, and he didn't have time to block, so he hurriedly rolled to the left and jumped off the war horse.

"Poof!" With a bang, Wan Yanwu's green horse was hit by the waist, and without even making a sound, it fell to the ground with a bang.

Wan Yan Wu crawled to the side to avoid being pressed by the war horse, and then saw his war horse in horror, broken into two knots by the huge force.

He has always been proud of his strength, but today he realized that compared with the young man in front of him, the gap could not be too big.

finally encountered a big fish, of course Zou Yu would not be a fool, and shouted "Kill!" An arrow step, rushed over, whipped Wan Yan Wu's mace with a stick, and flew up with another kick and kicked Wan Yan Wu on the head.

"Click!" With a sound, Wan Yanwu's neck was twisted to the side at an abnormal angle, and no matter who looked at it, it was hopeless.

It's very slow, but in fact, all this happened in an instant, and when Yan Wu fell to the ground, the Yan people wanted to rescue, but they were already kicked to death by Zou Yu.

Zou Yu didn't have time to care about the dead Wan Yan Wu, he took the stick and whipped it again, occasionally kicked out, and kicked the horse and people to the ground together.

The people of the Yan people are ruthless, and Zou Yu's command is not weak, most of these themselves are the Xi people, the Xi people, the Khitan people, and there is no one who is not irritable, and they are on fire, and they also start to play with their lives, even if they are held by a few Yan people, they are still waving their weapons, and if they don't have weapons, they use their fists and hit their heads with their heads, anyway, they have helmets, and they don't suffer.

The heavy cavalry fell off their horses and did not easily get up, so they lay on the ground, also brandishing their weapons and attacking nearby enemies.

Shout to kill! Roar! And so on!

People roar, horses neigh! Mixed battlefields.

Gradually, the battle was out of control, Han Qianxun had an insight into the situation, and he didn't force it, organized hundreds of cavalry around him, waved his horse lance, and rushed towards the Daxu of the Yan tribe.

Tu Di Ji was furious, and personally approached the battlefield to command, of course, his Da Xuan also pushed closer, this is to stimulate morale, and at the same time, more than ten horns are blown at the same time, this is an order to fight to the death!

Han Qianxun's father, Han Baohu, is a real Wen Tao martial arts strategy, not only leading the army to fight strongly, but also his personal strength is also very outstanding, Han Qianxun is naturally not a weak person, in the past, there were times when he led troops, and there were times when he was the first to ascend, although he could not compare to Zhang Zhongjian and Qin Qiong, but he would not be worse than Su Dingfang.

The horse lance has the characteristics of knives, guns and axes, it can stab, it can be cut, the head in front is not light, and it is not light to smash down, Han Qianxun is violent, more is picking, cutting, sweeping, and chopping.

The horse lance made of steel and copper alloy has excellent toughness and is heavy, even if it is used as a stick, it can also draw dead people, Han Qianxun led the people and horses, started quickly, and quickly broke through the enemy group and rushed to the place not far from Tudiji.

"Up! Above! Block them! Tu Di Ji didn't expect that an enemy would suddenly appear in front of him, as if he had been showered with cold water, and his anger disappeared without a trace, leaving only panic.

He has been a khan for more than 20 years, and his ambition has long been extinguished, and now he has a big belly, and there is no problem with riding a horse.

Tudiji's performance reminded Han Qianxun that this is a big fish, and under the big sword, he must be the khan of the Ya tribe, so he grabbed the horse's belly and rushed towards Tudiji. The horse lance swayed from side to side, picking out the cavalry that rushed over one by one.

Suddenly, seeing Han Qianxun kill him so easily, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he wanted to run away when he turned his horse's head.

"Kill!" Seeing this, Han Qianxun let out a loud shout, threw the horse lance in his hand, and then pulled out the knife at his waist and slashed at the remaining knights.

Suddenly, Di Ji heard the sound of breaking the air, and hurriedly leaned down, knowing that the horse lance had not been aimed, this dodge, but sent to the door, "poof", inserted in his shoulder.

"Ahh Suddenly, he screamed and fell off his horse.

"Khan!" There were guards shouting.

This sound startled the people nearby to turn their heads and see that they suddenly saw a figure, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Khan!" Many people panicked, screaming and at a loss.

"Kill!" Han Qianxun let out a low snort, brandished a steel knife, took the opportunity to cut down a few people, rushed to the side of the standard-bearer, his eyes were glaring, and his backhand was a knife, and the wooden stake with the big sword was cut into two pieces together.

As soon as Daxu fell, he was soon discovered by others, and the originally vigorous and desperate people of the Yan tribe were like deflated tires, dying in one fell swoop.