Chapter 512: The Superior Death of the Rider in the Melee Battle

Wang Laohu continued to rush over, and the purple beast sword swung forward, rushing past several Mongolian soldiers, and then met a Mongolian cavalryman. The Mongolian cavalry raised the Mongolian spear and aimed it at Wang Laohu's body with a sharp stab, Wang Laohu took the purple beast sword and blocked it in front of him, and the spear stabbed on the hilt of the purple beast sword, Wang Laohu rotated and moved the position of the Mongolian spear forward.

The two were fighting, and the horse's speed slowed down significantly. The purple beast sword fluttered in front of his chest, and then a straight sword stabbed down, picking the spear of the Mongolian soldier aside, Wang Laohu spun his body, borrowed a little force on the horseback, and kicked towards the Mongolian soldier in front of him.

The Mongol soldier was kicked by Wang Laohu's leg, and he was kicked off his horse by his powerful leg.

Wang Laohu landed on his horse, clamped his eyes and chased after the Mongolian soldiers who had fallen off his horse, and slashed with a sword.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian heavy cavalry had rushed in front of him.

The horses are covered in armor, which obviously reduces a large part of the damage, but this armor is not bulletproof and invulnerable.

The heavy armor is draped on the horse, and it also brings a lot of inconvenience to the horse, watching the heavy horse coming towards him, the purple beast sword is against the horse's head and goes down, Wang Laohu's gravity is rarely able to catch it, and the horse is the same, before such a powerful purple beast sword and strength, Ji Pi's head was hit hard, as if he was hit by a hammer, the horse's head shook a few times, and then shook down to the ground, and the horse fell to the ground, this thick armor could not stop Wang Laohu's strong and great strength.

The Mongolian cavalry rushing forward galloped past Wang Laohu's side, Wang Laohu held the purple beast sword and opened the bow left and right, the hilt of the sword on the left, or the blade of the sword in the right hand, all hit the cavalry mercilessly, and where the hilt passed, the handle hit the Mongolian chest and blocked the dust. After the blade of the sword, the armor cracked, and the armor was torn apart by small wounds.

"Horn, horn." The cavalry passing by Wang Laohu was knocked to the ground by the hilt and blade of his sword.

The Mongol cavalry and the Hujia army were already in a scuffle.

Chang Yuchun's weapon was originally a sword, but at this moment it has been replaced with a big spear, he held a big spear, and waved it at the horses that galloped by, this big spear was waved on the horse's hooves, and Chang Yuchun faced such a shot, the horse's hooves were blocked, the horse's hooves were injured, and the injured horses of course could not move forward, and there was a big stumble.

The front hooves landed on the ground, and the horse's head fell to the ground, and the cavalry on the horse also fell to the ground.

Under the best efforts of the Hujia army, many Mongol cavalry fell from their horses, and these fallen cavalry were no different from the infantry. There was a fight between the infantry and the infantry.

Chang Yuchun took a big spear and aimed it at a Mongolian soldier and slashed it. The spear of the Mongolian soldier was blocked forward, the head of the gun was against the head of the gun, and it passed by, and Chang Yuchun shouted "ah" to the Mongolian soldier and pressed the gun towards the Mongolian soldier. He pressed forward, and the Mongol soldiers were pressed by this force, and they retreated again and again.

Gun and gun against each other, two people one rushed forward, one person retreated, so a few steps, the two of them each pulled back their weapons, Chang Yuchun picked up a shot and crossed the head of the Mongolian soldier, the Mongolian soldier bowed his head down, and the spear in his hand also stabbed towards Chang Yuchun, Chang Yuchun jumped backwards and dodged this shot. The big spear in his hand slashed again, and with a bang, this big spear continued to stab the left and right sides of the Mongolian soldiers.

The Mongolian soldier dodged again, took a step back, and stabbed forward, his body jumped up, the Mongolian spear stabbed in front of Chang Yuchun, Chang Yuchun took the gun in his hand, blocked it to his chest, blocked the Mongolian spear out of his body, the big spear was pushed up, Chang Yuchun kicked forward, this kick, just kicked in the front chest of the Mongolian soldier, and the Mongolian soldier retreated.

Chang Yuchun picked up his spear and slashed it at the chest of the Mongolian soldier.

Qi Shun took the short pu knife in his hand, and also shuttled between the Mongolian soldiers, a Mongolian scimitar attacked, "confused" the scimitar's slashing, from the top of Qi Shun straight down, such a momentum, Qi Shun came to a big dodge, the scimitar did not cut.

Qi Shun's short pu knife was mentioned straight forward, and then the body rushed forward, jumped, the short pu knife slashed deeply at the Mongolian soldiers, he slashed, while rotating his body in front of him, one rotated, one swung the knife, in the rotation of the knife, after the knife, the short pu knife in Qi Shun's hand was vividly swung.

The short sword was waved, and it collided back and forth with the scimitar of the Mongolian soldiers.

The elephant leech knife showed its power on the battlefield, the pure power of the steel, at this time the mountain seal was riding on the horse, and swung it towards the Mongolian soldier who turned over and dismounted, and easily solved a Mongolian soldier

The mountain seal rushed forward again, and at this moment he encountered a Mongolian cavalryman. The mountain seal shouted to the Mongolian cavalry, "Come, fight with your grandfather." "After speaking, the leech knife swung with amazing power, and this knife swung straight at the spear of the Mongolian soldier." When, when. "Two weapons collided with each other, two people, two horses, in the midst of each other's battles, facing each other.

Like the leech knife has a unique feature, just like its name, the leech knife, such as the leech, the purity of black steel, the benefit of black steel, can suck away the essence of other weapons, suck away the spinal cord, and the weapon will be deboned because there is no sharpness.

The sharpness of the head of the Mongolian spear was different from that of the ordinary weapons of the Ming Dynasty, their steel seemed to be a little better, and after so many back and forth impacts, the Mongolian spear showed no signs of breaking.

The mountain seal slapped the horse and charged towards the Mongol cavalry. The leech knife once again attacked the cavalry, and this overwhelming blow was blocked by the Mongol cavalry with their spears.

"You kid really can't be underestimated, you can resist grandpa's knife." The mountain seal cursed and turned to the other party.

Wang Laohu's internal force gathered, and the gathered internal force could be seen from the purple beast sword in his hand, this sword and Wang Laohu had already become one, the purple beast buzzed, and from time to time a burst of purple light emitted from the circumference of the sword, which was the unique light of the purple beast.

There is no weapon in the world that can emit such light as the purple beast, because this is the legendary weapon used by the tiger god.

The Purple Beast Sword continued to glow with its purple light, and the sharpness of the sword edge was even more infinitely radiant.

The Mongol cavalry rushed towards Wang Laohu, "overwhelming the mountains and the sea." Wang Laohu shouted, and threw the purple beast sword in his hand towards the Mongolian cavalry who rushed straight forward, so that the purple beast sword was not long or short, and hit the Mongolian cavalry who had just galloped, and the two of them were hit by the purple beast sword and flew out of the horse on the horse.

The Purple Beast Sword returned the same way.

In the hands of Wang Laohu, he rode his horse and took a step deeper towards the Mongol cavalry.

Huo Lei took the lead, and saw that the Mongolian cavalry in front of him was tripped off his horse by something, and he also saw the magic weapon in Wang Laohu's hand, since entering the Ming Dynasty, he had not encountered such an opponent, so he was also eager to fight Wang Laohu as soon as possible.

He lunged forward. The Mongolian spear in his hand was tightly taken in the upper right corner, and he was going to rush over and personally engage this opponent.

Wang Laohu slashed another Mongol cavalryman.

The two finally met in the vast sea of people.

Two war horses, the two people on the war horse, Wang Laohu and Huo Lei, were holding weapons in their hands and standing not far from each other.

"Ha" Horay rode his horse and rushed towards Wang Laohu.

Wang Laohu also rode his horse and rushed towards Horay.

"When" the two weapons are in the charge of the horse, staggered up and down, and the spearhead or sword blade is moved by the master to attack the other party.

There were several back-and-forth exchanges, and the two horses passed each other.

The two are about ten meters apart again, but now the positions of the two have been swapped with just now.

"It's rare to meet an opponent like the one in front of you." Horay thought, "I'm going to have to match him for good or bad today." He thought as he unleashed his Mongolian spear.

"Hey" Huo Lei rushed over this side while riding his horse, of course Wang Laohu did not show weakness, the purple beast sword was in his hand, and he came to meet him. Horay was born in the cavalry, and he immediately used the spear skillfully, and the coherent movement of the spear and spear was done in one go, and after a while, he used more than ten strokes of the spear and stick method.

Wang Laohu has a purple beast artifact to protect himself, of course, he will not lose half a point. The purple beast is full of spirit, or to pick, or to cut, or to split, or to pick, it is as skillful as Wang Laohu's hands, and the move is to dismantle the move, the move.

Horay could not always have the upper hand.