"Kill !!"

"Kill !!"

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Every earth-shattering cry was accompanied by a bright Mo knife spilled with countless blood beads falling, cutting everything in front of him in two again, splashing a blood arrow higher than one, countless severed arms and stumps floating in the air, countless war horses neighing and the neighing of the rebels were extremely miserable.

At this time, the Mo Dao team has completely escaped from the surprise just now, although it cost more than ten people's lives because of the stunned and surprised just now, but the death of the robe around him, the anger in the hearts of the people holding the Mo Dao suddenly rose, and the blood that had been boiling in the body was ignited again, and the strict training of half a year was brought into full play.

The current Modao team has completely failed to use Zhao Maozi, who is in the rear to command loudly, and has completely entered the state, and even the slogan has been in accordance with the rhythm of training, accompanied by the rise and fall of Modao and the actions of his companions, and the cooperation is extremely tacit. The entire Modao team, everyone was stained with blood, like a red sky fire, raging among the rebels in the crowd. In the black and oppressive rebels in front of him, a gap was torn out, turning the originally scattered rebel phalanx into a concave shape. Under the scorching sun, this gap exuded a thick bloody aura, and at a glance, the eyes were full of scarlet, which was extremely dazzling.

In the midst of the neighing and howling on their backs, a "boom" of horses' hooves suddenly sounded behind the Modao team, and the number of people was not large, perhaps because of the neatness and consistency of the movements, so it could be highlighted in the hooves of thousands of rebels.

Zhao Maozi, who was led by Zhao Maozi, who was removed from the rear of the Modao team, had a refined Tuomu lance flat on his chest, his waist on the horse's back was straight, and he stared at the front meticulously. The injured leg just now had been simply bandaged with a strip of white cloth, but the blood stains oozing out were still clearly visible, but Zhao Maozi didn't seem to be affected at all, and his legs kept knocking the horse's pedals, wanting to maximize the speed of the war horse. The sharp and shining spear only followed the bump of the war horse and vibrated slightly, and with the scorching sun, the lance flickered with an extremely dazzling cold light, which made people shudder.

Two hundred lance cavalry, after starting to charge in the camp, turned from the back of the Modao team to the right, and after making a beautiful arc, it became about sixty degrees, and rushed into the rebels diagonally.

Gun Feng refers to, the rebels all fell off their horses and died, a strictly trained war horse, strong and strong, perhaps due to the surrounding environmental influence, one by one to the extreme physical fitness, flying at a general speed, head-on "collision" with one rebel after another, and the cavalry on horseback is awe-inspiring, flat-end lance, also squeezing the body's function to the extreme, stabbing the enemy through with the lance again and again, throwing the enemy off the horse again and again, tearing through layer after layer of enemy troops, with lightning speed, Inserted in the middle of the rebel formation.

The momentum of the cavalry in the front row has gradually decreased, and even someone's war horse has stopped, holding the middle part of the long lance, relying on the advantage of this extremely long weapon, temporarily killing a vacant land to protect himself. In the crowd, Zhao Maozi led more than ten long lance masters, and after the momentum gradually disappeared, he turned his horse around, and then rushed to the left side to kill, although it was not good to re-raise the horse speed in the crowd of rebels, but Zhao Maozi relied on his own bravery and the cooperation of everyone behind him, and once again tore a narrow gap in the crowd, with the follow-up of everyone behind him, the gap gradually expanded, becoming a gap within the rebels.

The long lance cavalry in the back row, the original pressure was very small, and the rebels were almost all killed by the robes in the front row, even if there were fish caught in the net, the people in the back row could easily solve it, and there was no pressure at all. Because the distance between the people is quite wide, even the speed of the horses is even.

The team of two hundred people does not need any general flag command at all, and the soldiers below can identify the position of the main general, at this time, those long lance cavalry who have not made any achievements in the back row are like this, seeing that the robe in front of them has stagnated, they learned from the main general Zhao Maozi, the horse's head turned, and went up towards the small gap, and expanded the gap again, until everyone could walk side by side and resume the charging formation.

The cavalrymen in the front row, seeing that the robes behind them had re-carved a passage for their side, they did not hesitate to turn their horses' heads, and with the cooperation of each other, they reorganized their formations and charged again along the road opened up by the robes.

Suddenly being rushed into the inner quilt by such a tiger and wolf army, the rebels were a little panicked, and the people who rushed to the front couldn't take care of the rear, and they had more than enough strength to do so. The rebels who followed the crowd in the rear, after the sudden appearance of the enemy in front of them, were suddenly a little at a loss, but they were not given any chance to react at all, the long lance cavalry led by Zhao Maozi, the charge of the charge, and the safety of the two wings were also extremely serious, any rebels who intentionally or unintentionally wanted to get close to their own team would be entertained by the cold lance, ruthlessly stabbed through the body, and while withdrawing back the lance, they were ruthlessly dragged off the horse.

Even if it is not pierced by the lance, just the extremely tenacious lance, wielded by this group of strong elites, as long as it is hit, it will scream and fall off the horse's back in the next moment, break the tendons and fracture, and then be made up by the longlance cavalry that follows closely, or be trampled to death by the horses of their companions behind them.

Just a few minutes later, from the rebel formation on the left side of the Modao team, Zhao Maozi waved his lance and jumped out of the horse, and the people behind him followed one after another, completely leaving a regular inverted V shape inside the rebels, and even at this time, the traces of Zhao Maozi and others stepping on it were still clearly visible, as if it happened in an instant, just now.

And this inverted V trace, like a barrier, completely separates the rebels, and the front of this inverted V is facing the impregnable steel jungle, and it is also a mobile one.

"Kill !!"

"Kill !!"

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Under the close cooperation between each other, the Mo Dao team is still moving forward slowly, and where the Mo Dao passes, no one can be spared, not even a whole corpse. And the hundreds of people in front of the Modao team have already begun to disperse, just because the original formation is not strict, so even if it is dispersed, it will not be too obvious. Especially after Zhao Maozi and others drew the inverted V, these hundreds of rebels are more like there is a strong enemy in front of them, and there are "no" reinforcements in the back, and no one has begun to advance, and some people even began to stop their horses in the crowd, turn around and retreat, wanting to cross the barrier of the inverted V and return to their own camp.

As a result, in this battle, the first large-scale stampede accident completely happened, and there was a wall of Modao in front of it, advancing step by step, and death could come at any time. And the inverted V barrier in the rear is too bloody and chaotic, and it has not cleared a smooth road so far. Under the crowd, the rebels collided with each other, and after landing, they were ruthlessly trampled by iron hooves, even though there were extremely tragic cries for help, but those companions who were still on horseback and wanted to escape as soon as possible turned a deaf ear and continued their movements, as if they were not their companions on the ground at all, just a "livestock" that had nothing to do with them.