The people of the Pu family have suffered great losses, and the exchange ratio with the military pawns is quite ugly...... This is certainly a matter of course. The people of the Pu family are only counted as a single person or dozens of people. If it was a battle of dozens of people, these Jianghu swordsmen would be able to defeat the same number of warriors who had only been trained for a few months. Their will to fight is not weak, their experience is incomparably rich, and their martial arts are all high, although they are not martial arts masters like Liu Yi and Qin Dongyang, and the Ge family brothers, but they are not an existence that ordinary people can resist.

Many high-rollers in the rivers and lakes are the same as playing against ten or eight ordinary people with knives, they have more strength, direct moves, dare to slash, dare to see blood, and their movements are fast, and ordinary people can't react at all.

For many people who are accustomed to fighting and fighting, wielding a knife and slashing to save strength and explosive power are the most basic skills. But now these people who are accustomed to fighting and skilled in martial arts are being pressed and beaten by many fewer warriors than them.

This is the method of battle, although there are many people in the Pu family, it is a standard rabble, and the experience of fighting alone does not give them any help, but is their burden.

And the soldiers are interdependent on each other, and they can rest assured that they can hand over the space outside their backs and left and right hands to their fellow brothers, who would dare to do this with the people hired by the Pu family?

In front of the pools of blood and corpses all over the ground, the martial guards continued to move forward, even if the queue became sparse, they still followed Liu Yi to continue to move forward.

Liu Yiqi's strength is almost exhausted.

His eyes darkened, and the feeling of collapse caused him to float as he walked. For a master like Liu Yi who has entered the door of martial arts, this situation is really quite rare.

Martial arts masters are not completely invincible, and if people's strength is adjusted and distributed, there will eventually be a time when they run out. It is not unassuming that the bones and muscles of the human body, after long-term arduous and unique training, can reach heights that are difficult for ordinary people to reach. With clever killing techniques and high-spirited momentum, Liu Yi can do it with fewer enemies on the battlefield.

But he almost kept desperately, forward, swinging, slashing, and forward, swinging, slashing.

Xu Zixian didn't care too much about Liu Yi's kindness, as a military attache in regimental training, he could lead his troops to kill the enemy, and he was right about the money Xu Zixian gave him.

To be honest, Liu Yi doesn't care much about his income, he is desperate now, just for an illusory opportunity and hope.

The former gentleness and smile, as well as the hatred of being persecuted by the family, these things have always been hidden in the bottom of his heart, in order to kill back, for Xu Zixian's promise and hope for the future, Liu Yi can only keep swinging his knife forward.

His body was sprayed with blood, most of it was the enemy's, and half of it was his own.

No matter how exquisite the moves are, no matter how high the efficiency of killing people is, Liu Yi's body is not iron-clad. He will always be stabbed, slashed, and sliding, his body is ingenious, as much as possible to avoid the attack of the kill, and for some small losses is a direct backhand knife, and the price of being hit is the enemy's head flying into the air.

Now he was crumbling, his arms were sore, and his strength was running out.

Although the battlefield on the left flank has an advantage, the overall situation has not yet been decided, and Liu Yi can only lead his subordinates and continue to rush forward.

Once the enemy finds that Liu Yi is no longer good, or that the men are exhausted and difficult to support, these ferocious enemies will quickly rush over and take advantage of the numerical advantage to kill all these soldiers in the shortest possible time.

Liu Yi understands these people in front of him, in fact, he used to be these people.

He was addicted to gambling, drunk and gambling, and no one ever saw him do anything for a day, where did his money come from? Killing people and selling goods, waving a knife at goodness, Liu Yi's mind is full of these unbearable memories.

You can only hold on, otherwise you will die.

At that moment, the earth suddenly trembled.

Everyone couldn't help but look to the west, it was already dark, but from Houguan to Nan'an, Nan'an to Shuikou, Shuikou to Gukou, these dozens of miles were almost everywhere with fire.

In the darkness, first the earth trembled, and then a thunderous roar was heard.

The exhausted Liu Yi suddenly grinned, he made a hand gesture, and the soldiers who desperately rushed forward stopped their tracks.

Everyone looked at the junction of light and fire, and it seemed to be a wild beast, scurrying from between light and shadow.

"The Son of the World is here." Liu Yi couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "If he comes later, he has to collect Lao Tzu's body." ”

Qin Dongyang in the distance was fighting, and he couldn't help but look back a few times, and when he heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves, this general who had been commanding and fighting on the front line, always at ease, and his face was calm, finally smiled, and when he smiled, the sharp edge of the barrier knife still slashed downward, splitting the head of a Pufu general to the ground.

The blood continued to spill, but everyone looked not far away, and the roar of the horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, almost unsettling.

If it is in the north, the power caused by hundreds of cavalry cannot be frightened, and the people in the north can distinguish the number of cavalry by the trembling degree of the ground and the sound level of the horse's hooves, and hundreds of horsemen are nothing.

Donghu entered at least 100,000 horses, and even more than 100,000 horses, and the momentum of more than 100,000 or 200,000 war horses moving, the people here on Fujian Road could not imagine it in any way.

Ge Cunzhong was hit by an arrow in the leg, limped and threw a short spear, seeing that the short spear pierced a person's chest, he used the other short spear as a crutch pillar, and said to Ge Cunyi not far away: "The son of the world is here!" ”

"Well, I didn't disappoint us." Ge Er struggled to swing a spear away from an opponent's stab, and stabbed it back, a spear passed through his chest, his hand shook, and the man directly snorted and fell to the ground.

When the two armies were fighting, the cavalry came from the valley and rushed into the weak point of the enemy formation, which was a strategy set by Xu Zi during the pre-battle meeting.

Zhang Huchen strongly agreed, Qin Dongyang did not object, the Ge family brothers had some doubts, if the prince did not dare to appear, there was a lack of backbone on the battlefield, what would the battle become, their brothers were not as sure as Qin Dongyang and Liu Yi.

If the prince hides, the Drum Mountain thief brothers will be sold clean.

They can't help but be suspicious, the Gushan thieves have been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and they don't know how many officials want to use them, so the nobles don't need to mention it.

Except for one King of Qi, the Ge family brothers have never really trusted anyone!

Now the horse's hooves are roaring, the prince is leading the cavalry to kill back, and when the battle situation is scorching, it can be finalized!

……

Lin Fengshan's heart was terrified, and when the horse's hooves roared, he, the main general, almost wanted to flee.

But Lin Fengshan didn't dare to escape, and he couldn't escape.

This time is his best and last chance, he now has the power of the Pu family in the shadows outside, at least more than fifty percent of the hidden strength.

If he can't win this battle, Lin Fengshan doesn't know what his fate will be.

"It may not really be a large force of cavalry attacking......," someone beside Lin Fengshan shouted: "Don't let the people of Nan'an Hou Mansion be scared." ”

"That's right,......" Lin Fengshan said: "Everyone fights bravely to kill the enemy, and there is still a chance to annihilate the Nan'an warriors!" ”

At this moment, the figure of the cavalry finally appeared.

Just behind the swordsmen on the right wing, at the junction of the wide river embankment and the official road, where light and shadow meet, first of all, a big green horse galloped from the darkness into the place where the fire and shadow appeared.

"Shizi!"

"It's the son!"

"The prince is here!"

The shouts were like spring thunder, and even many soldiers were not shouting, but howling. They are fighting bloodily, outnumbered, and there is no shortage of struggles, confusion, confusion, and even disappointment.

In any case, this group training was founded by Shizi, and it is shared day and night every day, and Xu Zi decides all big and small things first.

Whether it is Qin Dongyang or Liu Yi, or the Ge family brothers, as well as Zhang Huchen, Jin Baoyi, Wu Weisan, Lin Cunxin, Li Fuxiang and others, as well as Gao Shilai, Jin Jian, Tian Heng and other young generals, the former adult generals have great respect for Xu Zixian and obey orders, and the latter is the representative of the young generals, and they are loyal to Xu Zixian, unreserved trust, respect, and dependence.

Under the influence of the military attachés, Xu Zixian always insisted on training with the soldiers, managing affairs in the battalion every day, settling the families of the soldiers, and paying military salaries on time...... Under all these measures, Xu Zixian is already the undisputed backbone of this team and a family member.

At the time of the war, Xu Zixian's absence inevitably affected the morale somewhat, but when he appeared, the morale of some difficulties was immediately close to bursting.

People found out that the prince did not leave, and after going west to the valley to kill the enemy, the prince led the cavalry to rush back!

People's hearts are boiling, everyone is feeling that the blood on their bodies is boiling, many soldiers in the battle have increased their strength, as far as possible to rush forward, they want to use their brave side to welcome the return of the son.

Xu Zi rode forward first, and he was also excited!

This army was founded and built by him, and every person and every detail, including the style and cut of each military uniform, was determined by him.

Without Xu Zixian, there would be no Nan'an group practice, and of course, without Nan'an group training, there would be no Xu Zixian.

Mediocre, waiting for the end to come?

Kick it out, of course!

Xu Zixian pulled out the obstacle knife in his hand, and behind him were nearly 200 cavalry, the elite created by Zhang Huchen and Xu Zixian.

In the recent period, Xu Zixian would soak in the cavalry school yard every afternoon, practice riding and fighting with all the cavalry soldiers, riding horses and archery, and wielding knives on galloping horses to slash those stake straw men.

This is Liu Yi's suggestion, Xu Zixian is already on the verge of entry, as long as he accumulates thick and thin, keeps chopping, exerting force, retracting force, breathing, returning qi, accumulating momentum, and exploding, maybe half a year later, or a year later, he can finally enter the door of martial arts.

The most important thing in the method of riding combat is determination, momentum, outburst, and impact.

Xu Zixian is meticulous and wise, what he needs is not the usual exercise, but a quick blow when he is impacted!