"Knock knock." Luzhou Thorn Shi gritted his teeth and waved the drumstick in his hand, as if every beating was aimed at Zhao Maozi's arrogant face, and every time he tried hard, he wanted to blow the drum face. The drums of war also seemed to feel the anger, and transmitted the roar of anger through the drum surface, and the heavy drum beat at the heartstrings of each soldier.

"Kill!!"

"Capture Zhao Xingjie alive!!"

The rebels have no formation at all, and even the sound of war drums from the city sounds to them just to boost morale, especially after being rendered by a group of bosses, they completely treat the Feng family army in front of them as a chaotic soldier, even if they initially maintained a trace of formation, under the "efforts" of everyone, it completely became scattered, like a plate of loose sand that was dumped in an instant, and quickly rushed towards the nearest Modao team in front of them.

"Woo. Woo woo. Under the sound of the drums, the melodious and long horn sound rose flat, and after spreading rapidly, it suddenly became agitated, like an invisible diaphragm, tightly cutting off the war drums at the head of the city, as if protecting their own territory, never letting the drums pass through this layer of diaphragm, and tightly wrapping everyone on the ground.

"Mo Dao Team! Array!! At this time, Zhao Maozi had already re-mounted the war horse, and under the protection of a group of personal soldiers, he followed closely behind the Modao array, and even his favorite lance was already on the saddle, his expression was extremely serious, and his eyes were meticulously staring at the surging rebel cavalry in front of him.

"Array!!" Two hundred people shouted in unison, and the phalanx, which originally seemed a little crowded, suddenly spread, becoming a wide phalanx of six rows staggered before and after, with more than 30 people horizontally, and the Mo knife held in one hand was also replaced by a two-handed clenched one, leaning forward slightly, exposing the wide and extremely long stainless steel blade in front of him, the bright blade was eye-catching, and even the sunlight scattered on the blade seemed to begin to evaporate a trace of coldness.

"Chirp!! Tweeted!! The rebel cavalry who rushed to the front, suddenly more than a dozen war horses were frightened by the formation in front of them, and when they boarded, their front hooves were raised, and they let out bursts of fear and neighing, and the cavalry on horseback was also thrown off their horses by this sudden change, and before they could react too much, they were trampled into a puddle of flesh and mud by their companions who followed behind, leaving only a few short wails mixed with the dull sound of horns, and they became the first victims of this war.

"Forward!!" Because of the large interval between the Mo Dao Formation, coupled with the sound of horns floating in the air, Zhao Maozi had to shout extremely hard, I don't know if it was too much force or because he was excited because he was about to personally command a big battle, a big face was purple and purple, and under the light of the scorching sun, it was shining, setting off the war in front of him, which was extremely funny.

"Kill!! Kill!! Although I saw the terrifying Modao Array in front of me, and even saw that some of my companions had died before they had even made contact, the rebels did not have any regrets at all, what happened in front of them, but instead stimulated their blood, waving the weapons in their hands one by one, screaming hard, and rushing towards the Modao Array, it seemed that they wanted to be the first to try it, and it seemed that they wanted to be the first to scatter and defeat the Modao Array in front of them.

"Kill!!" His eyes were motionless staring at the situation in front of him, and Zhao Maozi suddenly screamed.

"Kill!!" The two hundred Mo knife hands responded violently, and at the same time as shouting, they had already raised the Mo knife with both hands, and shouted violently, and the Mo knife fell, even the Mo knife hands in the back rows who did not face any enemies at all, did the same action neatly, and the shouts that burst out of their mouths did not fall on the robe in the front row.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

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Suddenly, the dozens of cavalry who were the first to arrive in front of the Mo Dao Formation maintained various postures when the cold light of the Mo Dao fell, either raising their knives or stabbing their guns, and some of them maintained an expression of longing for victory on their faces. It's a pity that under the Mo knife, even the people and horses were divided into two, not only did the people not make a scream, but even the war horse with a huge body fell to the ground instantly, only subconsciously convulsed twice, and then died with a whimper.

Where the Mo knife passed, the blood gushed like a spring, and at the same time, it was accompanied by various internal organs and liver sausages of the human body, which was violently cut off by the sharp Mo knife, and flew in the air, making the front of everyone on both sides a blood red, real blood red, as far as the eye could see, full of bright red and fragments of the body.

"Kill!!" Everything in front of him has shocked Zhao Maozi, when he used to train, he often used to take scarecrows and stakes, and there was no such bloody scene in front of him. Even at this critical moment, Zhao Maozi had long forgotten that he should continue to command, even though he had been so far behind, he still felt a feeling of wanting to vomit in his abdomen. The reason why he can still shout in time is completely because of half a year's training, subconsciously following the rhythm remaining in his mind.

Suddenly, the Mo Dao soldiers in the second row stepped forward and slightly passed their companions in the first row, and at the same time, the two hundred people shouted again: "Kill!" ”

The big hand with a broken wrist, the missing arm, the remnants of the legs, and even the half-amputated body, the fragments of the internal organs are flying around. Even the blood flying in the air seemed to be unbearable to fall alone, and it became a mist of blood, and the smell of bloody blood filled everyone's nostrils, mind, and heart.

"Kill!!" Zhao Maozi, who had already reacted from the shock, drank violently again, his voice was much higher than the previous two times, and even the body on horseback began to tremble violently because of the blood boiling in his body.

The Mo Dao soldiers in the third row had also come out of the shock, but the bloody scene that suddenly came into them gave them the first feeling that they wanted to vomit, especially the fishy smell in the nostrils, which made people extremely disgusting. But Zhao Maozi's order had already been issued, and everyone who had received extremely strict training simply endured the tumbling in their stomachs, and even tried their best to hold their breath at first, and then suddenly shouted: "Kill!" ”

The Mo knife fell again, and there were dozens of cavalry, all of whom were shattered, and none of them were spared.

"Kill!!"

"Kill !!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill !!"

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In just a few minutes, the entire sky reverberated with the shouts of Zhao Maozi and the two hundred Mo knife hands, and there would be various noises of people and horses breaking when the Mo knife fell.

Every time the Mo knife falls, it will take away the lives of dozens of people, and the sharp steel blade exudes an awe-inspiring murderous aura. Every time the Mo knife fell, it would easily cut the rebels' armor, and it was even more familiar with splitting the enemy and the body of the war horse under the crotch. Every time the Mo knife falls, it means that there are dozens of rebels whose lives have ended, and their lives are short. Every time the Mo knife fell, there were countless blood gushing out, countless fragments of internal organs flew around, and every time the Mo knife fell, it challenged the bottom line of the hearts of the soldiers on both sides, and it was a breakthrough again and again to refresh the bottom limit of human nature.