After all, many of the eight hundred water thieves in the Liangjiang Alliance are old opponents, and they are no strangers to Guo Yunsong's strange-looking door panel broadsword; But none of them had ever learned the true power of this particular blade.

In the past, Guo Yunsong wanted to keep their lives for himself to have fun for a while; Therefore, when he started with the Liangjiang Alliance on weekdays, he always held the handle of the knife with his right hand and pretended to put the back of the knife on his shoulder; He just used the mighty shape of the giant machete to intimidate his opponents; When it is really time for the soldiers to meet, they all rely on the broad and solid blade to defend against the blades in the hands of the enemy; When attacking, he is all dealt with with punches and kicks......

But now Guo Yunsong can no longer care about maintaining the ecological balance of the targets......

His hand looks like an ordinary press knife in the eyes of ordinary people, but it seems to contain a suction force that is invisible to the naked eye; At the moment when the horse's neck was close to the head of the knife, his left hand, which was holding the back of the knife, also pressed the blade in just the right position......

Although the White Tiger Broadsword has a deliberate shape, it is only made of ordinary fine iron after all, so the blade is not sharp; However, there is no problem with cutting the neck of a horse by relying on it!

When Guo Yunsong, who was in the reverse lunge and pressed the knife, felt the huge resistance from the back of the knife, the right foot that stayed behind the left quickly took a big step towards the right front, and the direction of his body naturally changed with the pace......

Next, a headless galloping horse led his master and galloped past Guo Yunsong's sight; And the shirtless men who followed Guo Yunsong also flashed out of a human alley early, and watched the knight whose right foot was tightly locked in a stirrup was thrown on the ground and dragged out for half a mile; As the horse's corpse fell to the ground, there was a muffled "plop" sound, and the Minjiang rider, who was unfamiliar with horsemanship, slapped under the corpse......

Guo Yunsong not only easily solved the enemy with a delicate step sideways, but also let the headless galloping horse that had not lost his strength between lightning and fire; Through his unremarkable hand, he accurately captured the perfect time, and also showed the extraordinary courage of the Taishan to collapse in front of him, which can be called an excellent embodiment of experience and personal ability; However, in the eyes of ordinary people, he couldn't see any doorway at all.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Guo Yunsong just put on an awkward and ridiculous posture and pressed down across the big guillotine; As for the galloping horse that was precisely decapitated, it looked as if it just happened to hit it head-on!

The layman looks at the doorway, and the insider looks at the excitement! Those Minjiang water thieves who followed behind the amateur knights, looking at Guo Yunsong, who was splashed with horse blood on half of his body, and his steps forward were only slightly sluggish, and he once again rushed forward with the fearless mentality of the ignorant!

Guo Yunsong looked at this group of rabble who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, stretched out the tip of his tongue again, and licked the warm horse blood at the corner of his mouth. The not-so-pleasant smell of blood quickly awakened his taste buds, and he felt that every stiff joint and every inch of aching muscles in his body was stimulated by this familiar fishy smell to boil again; It was as if the soreness that intensified with age suddenly disappeared without a trace; Instead, it was as if he had returned to the good years of his twenties and thirties, and every corner of his body was surging with endless strength!

The brothers of the Sea Shark Gang have just witnessed the heroic and brave posture of their old handsome, and the strong smell of blood emitted by the horse corpse has also stimulated the fighting spirit in their bodies! It was also the first time they had seen Guo Yunsong's true strength, and they only felt that even an old man in his seventies could still be so heroic, and he was still in the prime of life, so there was no reason why he couldn't compare to a bad old man!

The disciples of the Sea Shark Gang invariably clenched the blades in their hands, tore out their throats and shouted a few times, then took a step forward and killed the water thieves of the Two Rivers Alliance!

This white-knuckle battle with a huge difference in the strength of the two sides started from the moment when Guo Yun's knife split the horse's head, and it completely started!

Although there is a huge gap in the strength of the two sides, one side is personally commanded by the old soldier Guo Yunsong, and his brothers are also the Taibai Iron Army stationed in Nankang after the training; On the other hand, there is no overall planning, and all ethnic groups are fighting for themselves; So at least at the beginning of the battle, the two sides were still able to barely fight a tie situation.

Guo Yunsong, who stood in the center of the battle group with a knife in both hands, was like a stubborn reef in the waves, no matter how turbulent and dense the waves were, he could not be shaken in any way; The sweet and greasy smell of blood splashed from the enemy's veins, and a strong smell of rust permeated his mouth after splashing, all of which made Guo Yunsong feel relaxed and warm. This feeling also completely stimulated his aging body and turned into an indescribable force for him to drive wantonly, and also drove him to use the formidable white tiger broadsword and the dancing tiger to kill all the water thieves of the Minjiang River who dared to face him.

As the souls that died under his knife gathered more and more, Guo Yunsong's body gradually began to heat up; As a veteran of the battlefield and a top fighter with great achievements, he clearly knows that his physical functions have been completely relieved!

Taibai Feihu, who had re-adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield, began to set up the blade in his hand and slowly advanced towards the enemy; Everywhere the White Tiger Broadsword went, whether it was those long and short blades of different shapes, or the ghosts that flew towards him with strange screams, they were all swept up by the blades he turned around and shoulders, and cut them into wisps of catkins fluttering in the wind.

Those who have not really experienced the bloody battles on the battlefield, even if they are not afraid of death on weekdays, it is impossible to find an effective way to kill the enemy in a short time. Therefore, even if these people risk their lives, the so-called trouble they can bring to Guo Yunsong is only the blood that needs to be avoided by the canopy and the corpse that needs to be lifted to step over.

In fact, judging from the performance on the training ground alone, the gap between the new Ding after the whole training and those veterans is not too big; The real gap between the two was not clearly revealed until the post-war count of the wounded. The probability of Xinding being killed and seriously injured in battle is far more than that of veterans, but it is more than ten times; Although both sides are also going into battle to kill the enemy, they can throw a powerful newcomer who has studied martial arts in his hometown for a few years, and a veteran who looks like a withered and obscene face on the battlefield at the same time and leaves him to fend for himself; Even if you come a hundred times, the one who survives to the end must be the inconspicuous veteran.

The reason for such a huge difference is collectively known as battlefield experience. The so-called experience is actually the instantaneous way of dealing with various unexpected situations on the battlefield. When recruits go into battle, most of them will temporarily shut down some kind of physical senses used to receive crisis information due to psychological factors such as excitement or fear; It may be that in the noise of people roaring and neighing, ignoring the evil wind whistling from the back of the head; It may be that he was too excited to kill, and rushed out of the forefront of his own front, resulting in falling into the enemy's encirclement; It may also be that the news of the snare drum and the general's order is left behind, causing his brothers to retreat to lure the enemy, and only his own blood is boiling, becoming a lone soldier in the vast sea of people; It is even possible to trip over the blades of those inconspicuous corpses on the ground, and be trampled to death by countless pairs of big feet or horses' hooves......

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and human life is no longer so precious; Even those profound martial arts that crisscross the rivers and lakes and are invincible in the world can also play any role. There were also many people in the rivers and lakes who chose to put on armor and go into battle, hoping to gain a very high reputation by killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions. Some of them are really strong, and some of them just haven't seen the thick hides of the sky; There are also people who just take the opportunity to come to the frontier to take the opportunity to gild the children of big families; However, the rain of arrows flying in the sky, and the spear that was suddenly handed out at some point, will never take a detour because of which sect you are a young man or the only son of a great man.

War is like a rotating grinding wheel, and any creature that dares to approach it will be mercilessly drawn into it; Life and death events are like rootless duckweed, everything can only be at the mercy of heaven.

Once there is a killing god who stands out from the crowd somewhere in the war group, after killing a blank with the excellent skills in his hands; Even if this mortal figure of the god of war is his own allies, those veterans who have survived a hundred battles will immediately run as far as they can, and hide as fast as they can! Even the most mediocre commander, after discovering this situation, will order his own crossbowmen to immediately rain down a rain of arrows that cover the sky and the sun for this god of war!

Often, the more outstanding the personal ability on the battlefield, the faster the speed of death!

However, the veteran Guo Yunsong dared to violate the taboo on the battlefield, and there was also the reason for the white tiger sword in his hand. This big knife, which is as wide as a door panel, is the best proof to interpret the old saying that the back of the knife hides! If it was a serious confrontation between the two armies of eight hundred, he would not dare to hold it so big; But for these shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Liangjiang Alliance, the defensive ability of this white tiger broadsword is really not necessarily weaker than those invulnerable hard qigong.

All the bow and crossbow battalions of the regular army will be placed in the middle of the Chinese army, under the heavy protection of the infantry and cavalry of each battalion; After the end of the battle began, they took an arc projectile of elevation shots to avoid their own vanguard battalions charging forward; In this case, relying only on the large knife body of the half-door panel, of course, it is impossible to do a foolproof all-angle defense; However, after several battles with the Liangjiang Alliance, Guo Yunsong has long seen through these brave and unscrupulous wastes!

As the saying goes, learn the art of literature and martial arts, and sell the emperor's family; Whether it is a long arrow or a hard crossbow, it is a technical work that requires long-term training; If these Minjiang water thieves can have such hard work and do some work, it is far better than falling into the grass!