Half of Liu Ji's horseback riding skills benefited from later generations, plateaus and mountains, and sentry posts on the national border, many times there were no roads, and pack horses were better than cars.

As for the other half, it is the instinct of this body, white-knuckle battles have been experienced many times, but most of them are defense-oriented, like this is the first time to rush to the enemy, there is only excitement in the heart, only blood on the body, as the distance approaches, it boils little by little.

Could it be that in his subconscious, he is a bloodthirsty maniac?

Liu Ji didn't know, and he didn't want to explore, the unexpected experience of crossing made him have a lot of things that he didn't dare to imagine before, and he had a new understanding of death, perhaps, it was just the beginning of another life, what was so terrible?

The war horse under the crotch is not a tall horse that is conducive to short sprints, but a short stallion that is good at the mountains, such horses have strong endurance, high loads, and are not very fast, but at a distance of one or two hundred paces, it is still enough.

Among the Xiangxiong brigade, there were only dozens of people on horseback, Liu Ji took the lead in the charge, which immediately boosted the morale of these people, and he did this for only one purpose, to reduce the battlefield space and make the enemy's cavalry lose the distance to charge.

The enemy's hesitation created a good situation, and these horsemen, who were already approaching the enemy formation, rushed to the forefront of Liu Ji, and rushed into the thickest part of the enemy's middle.

He is not good at horse warfare, but the biggest difference between horses and cars is that the former is autonomous, and the two horses will consciously avoid each other.

With the knife in hand, he wanted to sweep with the knife as before, the denser the formation, the greater the lethality of the heavy weapon, and as the arrow of the whole army, he must play a terrifying momentum for the enemy.

But this time, the whole body suddenly sank down under all his strength, Liu Ji knew that it was not good, the horse had lost its hoof, he didn't have time to tighten the reins, so he could only exert his strength violently, stepped on the stirrups fiercely, and jumped up in the moment before the war horse.

"Poof!"

The high-speed galloping war horse fell to the ground at once, and with a huge inertia, it collided with the oncoming enemy horse, knocking the enemy horse off guard and losing its balance, and suddenly fell to the ground.

In front of them, a tall figure fell to the ground, and the forward momentum did not allow him to stand up straight, and the dense horse's hooves were already overhead.

"Stomp him to death!" All kinds of Tibetan words rang out, and they all galloped in his direction.

"The lord has fallen off his horse!"

"Save people." Behind him was the voice of his brother who exclaimed in amazement.

You don't have to look up, Liu Ji also understands his situation, and when he stands up again at this time, he will either be trampled to death or be knocked to death, he will be crossed, kneeling on one knee, as a support, and the other leg suddenly exerts force, accumulating strength at the waist, and the long Mo knife rises into the air, completing the action that he just wanted to do right away, but did not do.

Whirlwind Slash.

With his movements, the whole body turned in a circle, like a whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, and the Tubo cavalry who rushed forward and backward encountered the same encounter as him in an instant, and the galloping horse stumbled.

It was not an ordinary pout, but the entire front hooves left the body, and several horses fell down with a wail, throwing the knight on their backs down heavily, right around him.

Liu Ji stood up in this small circle, stepped on the head of the nearest Tubo man, trampled his face out of shape, and buried him deep in the earth, unable to scream.

As for the others, they did not even look at them, but they had only one fate, being trampled under the horse's hooves by their own brethren, just as they wanted to do to themselves.

"Kill!"

Liu Ji strode forward, stepped on the enemy's body and rose into the air, the long Mo knife was raised above his head, his hands were together, and he slashed straight down with an astonishing momentum, directly taking the top of the head of a Tibetan heavy horseman, and the man only had time to raise the iron spear in his hand and lay it horizontally.

With a "click", the iron spear broke off from the middle, and the man watched as a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the huge blade broke through the iron helmet, sliding off the eyebrow bone, and the cold feeling went straight to the bone marrow, and he soon lost consciousness.

The sun is long.

As soon as he hit it, he had already dragged the knife away, Xi Dongzan's eyes were red, and he had already recognized this killing god who had several faces.

He threw away the iron spear in his hand and took off a six-foot-long iron bone from the back of the horse, which looked a bit like a golden gourd hammer with a lotus flower at the end, and was the favorite weapon of the Qiang and Dangxiang people.

To deal with heavy weapons, you can only use the same heavy weapons.

At this moment, Liu Ji had already knocked down another heavy horseman, flipped the other party with people and horses under his feet, and stepped over, and those overlapping figures slowly became clear, and their faces were full of fear, as if the person standing in front of them was the legendary god of death.

And his gaze was straight on the most eye-catching one of them, Xi Dongzan, the biggest goal of his trip.

Liu Ji's bravery attracted the attention of the Tubo people and opened up space for the brigade behind, and Chen Jin and another Tang sergeant stood closely behind their own commander, blocking those offensives from the front.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Si and Xiao Wu rushed forward with the Xiangxiong respectively, and became entangled with the Tubo cavalry who had not yet had time to increase their speed.

Thousands of people fought on the banks of the Zang River, and Jilong Zongga finally understood where Xi Dongzan's fear came from.

These untouchables in their mouths are really dead, shouting strange slogans one by one, and pounced on the galloping horse, even if they were trampled to death and hacked to death, they all clung to it, and never got rid of it, and then the next person came again.

Those herdsmen who were temporarily summoned had never seen this kind of formation, fighting with the back of their own army, they were okay, but when it was time to fight hard, that spirit suddenly became shorter.

This is the difference between the military and the civilian.

Although the Tubo people practice all the soldiers, they will also be able to distinguish between elite soldiers and rookies, and these rookies encountered such a difficult opponent in the first battle, which Jilong Zongga never expected.

But at this time, he has only one way to go, that is, forward, otherwise, he will collapse for thousands of miles.

He had to rush forward with his own men in order to contain the onslaught of the Elephant Male.

Give it a go.