Chapter 398: Mo Blade's Edge
As early as when the Mo Dao Army had just come out to meet the enemy, on the tall car building behind the pseudo-Qi, Huang Chao noticed the sparkling of this piece, from the perspective of Huang Chao, compared to the large plane of his own 100,000 cavalry, the more than 1,000 Mo Dao Army was just a small point in his eyes, but it was such a small point, but it made Huang Chao's heart suddenly extremely uneasy and panicked.
Judging from the information Huang Chao had, he didn't know that there was such an infantry, but the scene in front of him really happened. Under Huang Chao's quick analysis, there are only two situations, one is that this infantry is also like the cavalry he sent before, it is used as a tentative cannon fodder force, but Huang Chao quickly denied this idea, if it is a temptation, I am afraid that this person is just the cavalry that charges in the front row, and behind this infantry is the Feng family army array, and at this time to send cannon fodder to the battlefield to test, it is obviously a little unreasonable.
And another analysis is that this infantry has unusual ability, especially Huang Chao does not believe that this time the Feng family army sent cannon fodder to death, because it has been written very clearly in the battle book, and it will be a shame to fight again. And at this time, almost all the generals around Huang Chao have been sent out, except for the 20,000 people near the car building, there is a group of staff and civil officials around Huang Chao and the like, just looking at their blank expressions, Huang Chao knows that even if he asks them, he will not get any useful answers.
With Huang Chao's doubts and confusion, the two sides finally had their first collision and contact, and they quickly solved the doubts in Huang Chao's heart, and the scene in front of him made him even more stunned, and his whole body trembled obviously, as if the scene in front of him was impossible. Not only Huang Chao, but even those staff and civil officials around him, although they still felt a little confused, but everyone still had a gloating attitude in their hearts, more than 1,000 people faced tens of thousands of cavalry who were charging rapidly, was that not self-defeating?
"Kill!!"
"Kill !!!!"
A raised Mo knife with cold light sparkled diagonally towards the pseudo-Qi cavalry who rushed to the front of him, and in an instant, all the sounds were wrapped in the shouting of killing, but as the Mo knife fell, the moment the cold light disappeared, a blood curtain rose, completely separating the two sides on both sides of the blood curtain.
"Kill!!"
"Kill !!!!"
In front of the Mo Sword Army, there were already hundreds of stumps and broken remains, just a moment of contact, those pseudo-Qi cavalry who rushed to the forefront to snatch the merits of the battle, hundreds of people died almost at the same time, leaving no corpses.
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The entire battlefield was filled with the neighing of war horses in an instant, full of fear of death, and the cavalry in the front row were full of horror and surprise in their eyes, Rao was the result of countless contacts between the two sides, and they definitely did not expect the scene that happened in front of them.
In their consciousness, they should have bagged the relatively meager credit in front of them like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, but they didn't expect that in just an instant, they would lose hundreds of people. However, this was only a simple beginning for any soldier of the Modao Army, and the real doom of the pseudo-Qi rebels who wanted to collide with their own large array was still to come.
"Kill!!"
"Kill !!!!"
After the Mo knife soldiers in the front row swung their knives and slashed, the robes in the back row quickly stepped forward to fill the position, and a row of bright Mo knives was raised, and after a piece of blood mist was swayed, it swung down heavily, dividing any one in front of him in two again, and exploding another bloody curtain at the same time, leaving a mess all over the ground.
Some of the pseudo-Qi rebels who charged to the sides of the Mo Dao Army even looked at the Mo Dao soldiers who launched an attack from the side to sneak attack the Mo Dao soldiers, but the result of doing so was that they were cut in two by the Mo Dao soldiers whose bodies on the back side were slightly tilted out of the formation. Those cavalry who charge head-on can at least rely on horse speed, and the cavalry who can choose to attack from the flank will even have a great advantage in horse speed, even in the face of a very thin attack, there is no way to dodge, and the end is only broken bones.
In just half a minute, the Modao Army had already rushed into the cavalry camp of the Pseudo-Qi rebels, and the cavalry camp of the Pseudo-Qi was like a piece of cake, which was bitten off by someone on the edge. With the continuous deepening of the Modao Army, a giant phalanx of the whole has become a concave shape, although the missing piece is very few, but from the overall point of view, it is already very obvious.
The pace of the Modao Army still did not stop, it was still so steady and slow, and the overall phalanx did not have any effect, if a companion in the front row was unfortunately injured, the robe in the rear would quickly fill the position, become a part of the front row of the phalanx, and continue to swing the knife and slash.
But the momentum of the pseudo-Qi cavalry was seriously hindered, and the sudden outbreak of the Mo Dao Army made almost everyone feel shocked and panicked, even those cavalry who did not confront the Mo Dao Army head-on, their hearts were cold, and even their eyes had to glance at the Mo Dao Army on the side from time to time, as if they were worried that the Mo Dao Army would appear in front of them in the next second, after all, the death of their companions was too miserable.
Among them, especially those cavalry who were in a head-to-head confrontation with the Modao Army or were about to have a head-on conflict, looking at the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but recall the generals who died in front of the battle not long ago. And the most important of them is the wailing and neighing of a group of war horses, which neighed with fear before dying, which quickly spread throughout the battlefield and spread to more war horses, and more war horses responded almost instantly, facing the Mo Dao Army like a god, without the slightest thought of resistance.
The cavalry in the front row didn't want to step forward to fight against the Mo Dao Army, but the companions in the rear kept bumping into it, and directly hit the former, who had no intention of fighting, into the Mo Dao, and cut it in two. Luckily, he didn't collide directly, but he was cut into two pieces by the Modao Army who was forced to arrive in front of him step by step.
The foul smell of blood wafted over the battlefield, mixed with the blood mist formed in the air, accompanied by a disgusting smell poured into everyone's mouth and nose, making many people even tired of war for a moment, disgusted with this kind of fighting, and full of hatred for the current battlefield.
But the decisive battle has officially begun, and it is impossible to retreat if you want to, and the only choice for anyone is to move forward, only to move forward, kill all the enemies in front of you, and finally make yourself a survivor on this battlefield.
Those pseudo-Qi rebels who charged in front of the Mo Dao Army, in the face of such a brutal battle, looking at the countless stumps and broken arms in front of them waving in mid-air, the fear in their hearts was overflowing, they really had no desire to continue fighting, and even wanted to retreat, or even wanted to leave the evil gods in front of them far away.
And the Mo Dao Army is still advancing, the pace is still so slow, but it is getting heavier and heavier, the blood mist wafting around, and even the broken arms and legs that are constantly flying in front of them, seem to have completely numbed their nerves, for their flowing movements, there is no slightest impact, not even a trace of sluggishness.
The only thing is to step forward, fill in the position, raise the knife, slash...