The drums of war rumbled.

Luo Siye took more than 15,000 Xiaoguo in the city of Laoxian and the left army all went out of the city to line up.

The military formation he put forward was different from that of Xue Shixiong and Li Jing, although those few were pacification envoys, Fu Yin, and governors, the soldiers and horses they commanded were far less elite and brave than the Xiaoguo army.

They also had few cavalry, so when facing 60,000 Turkic light cavalry, they could only put up a traditional cavalry formation, which was a means of rearing people.

Although Luo Siye has been defending in Lao County for a long time, the 25,000 Left First Army still has 15,000 capable fighters left until now, and about 3,000 people remain in the city to recuperate from their wounds, and 7,000 have been killed in battle and buried in the ground outside the city of Lao County.

But they don't shy away from attacking.

More than 1,000 Mo sword soldiers were in three-layer armor, standing in front of the middle of the military formation, and next to them were only more than 1,000 long-handled axe soldiers. Although the axe in the hand of the long-handled axe soldier is not as sharp as the Mo knife, it is also very fierce.

Behind the Mo swordsmen and axemen were spearmen and archers, followed by the heavy cavalry Black Lance Dragon, and on the flanks were spear assault light cavalry.

The remaining 1,000-odd archers were placed at the end, as the general reserve of the whole army, and they guarded the flag of the left army.

But as the heir of the military master, he stood at the front of the whole army with a sword, and he stood in front of the Mo knife hand and the long axe hand.

This time, under the persuasion of the generals, Heiye did not take off his clothes again, he put on a thick iron armor, and the whole person was like a sword-wielding King Kong.

There is nothing fancy about this battle.

There is no intention of retreating on either side, so the brave can only win.

Is it the sharpness of the sword of the Sui army or the strength of the bow of the Turks.

"Today, even if my left army fights to the last soldier, we will never retreat!"

Known as the elite of the elite, the trump card of the trump card, as the royal guard, the Xiaoguo Army, especially the left army in the Xiaoguo Army, they have their own pride and pride.

Especially those generals and officers, most of them are the children of Guanlong aristocratic officials, and after being aristocratic officials, they are naturally the elite of the times.

20,000 Turks galloped in light horses.

Luo Siye and the three thousand Mo sword and long axe men behind him were all heavily armoured, standing like iron towers.

The Turks shot as they galloped.

Countless arrows rained down.

But Siye and the 3,000 heavy infantry remained motionless.

They were not afraid of the Turks' galloping bows and arrows, and their iron armor could hold off most of them.

It's close.

The Turks wanted to break through the line.

Siye snorted coldly.

He raised his sword high.

Behind him, the remaining more than 1,000 Mo knife hands also raised their Mo knives in unison.

The three-pointed and two-edged, one-foot and eight-foot-long Mo knife weighs fifteen catties. The blade is extremely long and extremely sharp. This represents the most advanced forging technology available today, and the longer the blade, the easier it is to bend.

But the Mo knife of the Great Sui can be made so long, and it adopts almost the same ultra-high technology as the horse lance blade, which is the pinnacle technology of the times that goes further in the Han Dynasty horse sword.

A single knife can cut off people.

Every Mo knife hand is a tall and sturdy man, and when choosing, they are required to be able to hold a Mo knife to stab out and retract a hundred times in a row, and to be able to swing a knife and cut ten wooden stakes in a row to be qualified.

Everyone can pick up a fifteen-pound Mo knife, but most soldiers can only use lighter spears and wooden guns to fight, because the fifteen-pound Mo knife has to continue to fight, but not everyone can afford it.

Not to mention, the battle is more intense than the empty dance, especially since each Mo knife hand has to wear thick heavy armor.

It's all one in a hundred.

A knife in hand.

I have it all over the world.

With a Mo knife in hand, you can see everything!

The fifteen-pound Zhangba Mo knife, swinging it fiercely, coupled with the impact speed of the war horse galloping, when they were superimposed.

As long as you swing a knife, you can smash everyone.

In particular, Mo Daomen never fight alone, they all swing their knives together in rows.

The knives come out, and the light of the knives is like snow, like a wall.

It was a wall of knives that shimmered white.

No matter how strong the cavalry is, there is no reason to survive if they collide with it.

But the Turks continued to rush forward.

Because they have thousands of cavalry, no matter how powerful the sword wall and spear array are, it will not be too thick, as long as they borrow the impact of the cavalry and pay some casualties, they can still break through.

The Turks have this self-confidence.

They believed that the Sui people's sword wall, their cavalry, would eventually be their victory.

The heir turned and jumped.

With a volley, he cut off a Turkic cavalry company with men and horses.

The huge Mo knife, the extra-long blade, first cut through the top of the man's horn helmet, then cut into his Heavenly Spirit Gai, then cut through his neck, then cut through his shoulder and neck, then cut through his chest, and then cut through his abdomen.

Finally cut through his crotch.

Cut through his saddle.

Cut through the horse's spine and belly, and finally cut off the leather belt under the horse's belly, all the way into the ground.

An unbeatable jump slash.

No one can stop it.

The Mo knife hands waved the Mo knife and entered like a wall.

After each swing, they will call out the battle horn in unison, then adjust the queue, and then shout together to swing the sword again.

Swing your knife and move forward.

Forward, swing the knife.

They pushed forward slowly, against the rushing Turkic cavalry.

They swim against the tide.

Like a shark in the waves, fearless.

The spearmen and archers in the back were all desperately pulling the bowstrings, and the mission was to release arrows at the Turks.

It's all hanging from the sky.

The arrows flew into the sky, and then fell a little further in front of the Mo Dao Formation.

A spear fell from the sky fiercely, carrying the momentum of the war horse's fierce charge, the spear pierced through the gap in the armor around the neck of the Mo knife hand, most of the spear pierced into it, and then snapped and snapped.

Blood gushed out of Mo Dao's mouth, spurting out of his visor.

Before he died, he still held Modao in his arms and pointed obliquely to the sky.

The Turk stabbed the Mo knife hand to death, but the war horse couldn't stop the momentum, and he watched the war horse rush straight up to the sharp edge of the Mo knife that stood obliquely and upright.

Mo stabbed to the end.

The horses were pinned up there, unable to move any further.

The horse died.

The knight could only dismount, he pulled out the iron bone and wanted to fight in close quarters, but a Mo knife next to him had already been slashed down.

The heavy Mo knife split the man in half.

Mo Dao Hand is also constantly falling.

But they didn't retreat, but they continued to move forward slowly.

Under the leadership of the tall Jinjia Luo Siye, the Mo swordsmen were like crazy, constantly swinging their knives, swinging knives, swinging knives, forward, forward, forward.

The cavalry of the Turks also rushed forward one after the other.

On the battlefield, there were corpses of men and horses everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

The smell of blood in the sky, and the blood on the ground is even thick and sticky.

The silver wolf is down.

Ashina Lifushi gritted his teeth and waved his right arm fiercely.

He again sent half of the cavalry of the central army, and sent an additional 10,000 light cavalry to charge the left army.

Yin Kaishan greeted him with an assault light horse.

Scrimmage.

There was scuffle everywhere.

Outside the city of Laoxian, on the battlefield for more than ten miles, there were fights everywhere.