Looking at the scars on these corpses, some of them were neatly cut knife wounds, some of them were torn open like the corpses of five horses, and the most chilling thing was that some of the wounds were as if they had been bitten by wild beasts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Yi waved his hand, and the troops behind him suddenly stopped.

No one looked at the corpses on the ground anymore, but all focused on one person.

Or rather, they don't see people at all, but more like monsters.

The monster had long, silvery-white hair that hung down to his waist, and his clothes were in tatters and soaked in blood.

He held the knife in his right hand but did not use it, but plunged his left hand into the chest of a man dressed in brocade on the ground.

The people on the ground were obviously dead a long time ago, but the monster didn't seem to want to stop, he kept inserting one after another, neither fast nor slow, always maintaining a rhythm.

The monster had his back to the crowd, and no one could see his face, but it was clear from his hideous laughter that he was enjoying it.

No one spoke, no one spoke, and in the silence everyone looked at the monster until he suddenly stopped.

As the monster stopped, his laughter suddenly stopped, and he seemed to have picked up something and looked at it carefully in his hand.

After a few moments, the monster seemed to have lost interest in what was in his hand, and threw it on the ground, never to look at it again.

The first few horsemen couldn't help but look to the ground, and when they saw what the ground was, they all couldn't help but clench the reins in their hands.

It was a heart, a bloody human heart.

Han Yi didn't look at the hearts of people on the ground, but stared at the monster in front of him.

The monster did not turn around after leaving the human heart, but raised its head to look at the sky, and did not move.

After a dead silence, Han Yi raised his hand and made a gesture.

Hundreds of heavily armored cavalry saw it clearly, and Han Yi never did the useless work of shouting when he was about to fight, but gave orders with gestures every time.

As for the meaning of these gestures, these horsemen were naturally familiar with their chests, and they had seen it countless times before the battle, but this time, what they saw was a gesture that Han Yi had never used on the battlefield.

Fight to the death.

Regardless of the cost, regardless of the consequences, even if it is like someone around you who fell off the horse and reached out to save the life of a comrade, it will never be allowed when this gesture appears.

This is the fight to the death.

There is only one goal, the enemy in front of you.

Hundreds of heavily armored cavalry were trying to adjust their breathing, trying to raise their mood to an optimal state, one that would not stop charging no matter what happened.

Although they hadn't really carried out the instructions represented by this gesture, they could all feel why Han Yi made such a choice at this time.

In the face of countless encirclements and suppressions by officials and soldiers, Han Yi has never made this gesture.

In the face of the elite five hundred heavy armored cavalry of the Cao army, there was none.

Even when facing the five hundred black-clothed men who had already started the blood sacrifice, they still didn't.

However, now that there is only one enemy, Han Yi did it.

Because this enemy in front of you is a real outright monster.

"It's not enough...... It's not enough......" the monster suddenly whispered.

The voice was extremely light and thin, but it was clear to everyone present.

Hundreds of heavily armored cavalry suddenly made the final preparations before the charge.

I don't know if it was noticing the subtle change in the mentality of these knights, but the monster withdrew its gaze from the sky and turned its head to look.

It was a lonely face, lifeless and emotionless.

But those blood-red eyes seemed to have hollowed out people's hearts in an instant, and an unprecedented sense of depression struck again.

The horses, which had always been well-trained and had never been in a situation on the battlefield, suddenly raised their front hooves and neighed anxiously.

What's more, after turning around in place for a few laps, he turned around and ran directly, if it weren't for the horseback rider desperately tightening the reins in his hand, I am afraid that he would have run without a trace.

The hundreds of cavalry, who had just been in a tight queue, turned into a rabble as if they had never been on the battlefield.

And this chaotic scene of people turning on their backs seemed to arouse the interest of the monster.

He glanced around, his face showing excitement, and the same sentence in his mouth.

"It's not enough...... Not enough ......"

Han Yi understood the monster's intentions very well, but what he had to face at the moment was that the hundreds of heavily armored cavalry behind him that he was proud of had already collapsed under the monster's casual glance.

Could it be that this is the Peerless Realm?

Han Yi raised the ink knife in his hand, at this time, he could no longer hope that the cavalry behind him would be able to reorganize his troops and horses to fight again, because as the feeling of depression became more and more intense, there had already begun to be a situation where the cavalry had fallen off his horse.

Since he made that gesture, even if there was only one person left, Han Jiajun would not hesitate.

Even if the rest of the person is him Han Yi himself.

A pair of hands lightly rested on Han Yi's shoulders, and Han Yi paused for a moment, but still looked back.

"I'd better go, I think...... He should know me. ”

Under the strong sense of oppression, Liu He's face had turned pale.

Han Yi hesitated for a moment, and suddenly, as if he realized something, he turned his head sharply to look at the monster.

"Impossible!" Han Yi blurted out.

He looked at the monster repeatedly, desperately trying to find a reason to prove that he was wrong for that moment.

But it was not tall, the wide shirt that was worn in tatters but still exaggerated on the body, and the eyebrows and silhouettes that could be vaguely seen under the terrifying face.

All this evidence told him that this monster with long messy silver-white hair and a pair of terrifying blood-red eyes was Chen Mo.

Han Yiru was struck by lightning, and the ink knife in his hand was slowly put down unconsciously.

If Han Yi is allowed to charge into battle, he will naturally have no hesitation.

Even if the opponent is a master of the unparalleled realm, even if it is a duel where there is only loss and no win, only death and no life, even if it is facing a real monster, he Han Yi will never take a step back.

But it was Chen Mo in front of him......

Liu He gritted his teeth, cheered up, and wanted to turn over and dismount, but now he was even very difficult to breathe, and his hands and feet were already weak and weak, and he was unstable and fell off the horse directly.

Seeing Chen Mo's appearance, the people of the Tianji Camp who were already stunned found that Liu He had fallen off the horse, and hurriedly got off the horse and stepped forward to help.

Although they also have a great reaction to that sense of depression, they are still much stronger than Liu He, a person who has no martial arts at all.