Victory, victory!

At this moment, Wang Shen's heart was filled with joy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't bother to hide his true feelings in front of others, and the depression, anger, and unwillingness he had been in the past month had turned into crazy laughter.

Yang Zaixing, Yang Zaixing, no matter how famous you are in real history, you are just a mustard man. War is not solved by one or two so-called masters, Lao Tzu is going to show you today what is a strategy, what is an invincible iron army that is forbidden to use strict military discipline.

Yang Zaixing was surprisingly uninjured, but he was already a little overwhelmed by the sudden drastic change in front of him. Seeing the cavalry coming, he raised his finger and came over, as if shouting something. Then he drew his knife and slashed indiscriminately.

The group of black-clothed and black-armored Panwang troops beside him gathered together quickly after a brief panic, and at the same time drew their bows and shot at the cavalry.

It can be seen that these Yao people are well-trained, fierce and daring to fight, and they are first-class warriors and respectable opponents.

Unfortunately, the fire was steaming, and the convection of hot and cold stirred up gusts of wind in the valley. The arrows were blown into the air, and there was no more accuracy.

The dozen or so cavalrymen who rushed to the front were shot like hedgehogs, and the sound of falling horses was heard, and those who did not fall off their horses gritted their teeth and insisted.

Wang Shen was also hit by several arrows, but fortunately he was heavily armoured, but he was not injured at all. With a wave of his hand, he pulled out the arrows one by one and threw them on the ground.

Condescendingly, the horse charged, and in the blink of an eye, the Panwang army was rushed by Tabai and crushed.

It's too easy to ride a broken step. Wang Shen was in a trance, and sighed in the lightning: how did the Western Army resist the iron cavalry of Western Xia and Liao, and I don't know how many soldiers were sacrificed. Big send-off, hehe, big send-off, your incompetence and decay have made many hot-blooded men die blindly.

The fire was much smaller after being trampled by the hooves of tens of millions of people, but the smoke was even greater, and the sun overhead was already black.

Patches of ash drifted in the wind like snow.

All things return to chaos.

After the cavalry rushed over, the infantry behind followed, and fierce hand-to-hand combat was staged.

The suddenly inverted smoke engulfed everyone, and Yang Zaixing couldn't see it. The cavalry charged, and in the blink of an eye it was directed at the enemy. I don't know how long I'll have to wait if I want to see it again.

It doesn't matter, though. Killing the flag can certainly hit the enemy's morale to the maximum, but now that victory is in hand, it no longer matters whether or not the enemy chief can be taken.

It's been a long time since I've killed so happily, and the horse chopping knife in Wang Shen's hand drew a ball of silver light, and the light was everywhere, and it was corpses scattered all over the place. No one can stop the power of his sword, the gun comes to break, the knife comes to break. Even the iron armor on the enemy's body is like paper paste under its own strength and sharp blade.

At that time, Yang Zaixing's personal leadership of the Panwang Army still made Wang Shen admire. Although these men from Dayao Mountain are not tall, they are extremely brave, they have been rushed by the cavalry, and they have been trampled on the ground by the horses' hooves, but none of the people standing turned around and fled. Instead, he pulled out the machete on his back and rushed fearlessly until he fell down and stopped breathing.

Since Wang Shen crossed over to the Southern Song Dynasty, he has been rolling on the field of life and death countless times, and naturally knows that a person's life on the battlefield is so fragile. On weekdays, in addition to handling military affairs, he is arrogant, and has formulated a strict physical training plan. Of the eight hours during the day, he spent four hours on the training ground. The previously heavy stone lock was held in the hand and could be easily tossed and caught. In order to gain muscle, he eats five meals a day, and the muscles on his body gradually become fuller, and he already has an obvious fish-man line, feeling that he is much stronger in terms of strength and skill than when he first crossed.

With the power of the sprint of the war horse, the bamboo armor on the Panwang Army looked so fragile.

Born from the Ming Dynasty army, the horse chopping knife was abnormally sharp, and under the high-speed swing, a head flew into the air, and the arms wielding the long knife seemed to be free of resistance.

At this time, the war horse was blocked by the crowd and could no longer run. Wang Shen turned his horse's head and looked around, and the enemy's infantry was powerless to fight back under the rough and simple onslaught of Tabai. The cavalry would not fight the enemy at all, so they rushed their horses, knocked the enemy to the ground, and then left the enemy who had fallen on the ground that had been scorched by fire to the surging hooves of the horses behind them.

The Panwang army was instantly submerged, and then it was no longer visible.

After eliminating the elite of Yang Zaixing's own soldiers, the cavalry took aim at the other chaotic enemy infantry. They rushed back and forth among the enemy masses like red iron knives cutting butter.

In the rear, the infantry of the back and front armies reaped the lives of the enemy in an orderly and calm manner. If the white is on fire, they are calm ice.

No, it's an efficient stone mill without mercy, a killing machine.

The human blood spread out under the body of the deceased, joined together, and flowed to the fire with a "poof" sound, and the smell was overwhelming.

Now is just the time to get a lot of results, if it is on a normal battlefield, Wang Shen will definitely change his tactics at this time. At least not to rush so hard, but to slow down a little and drive away the enemy's rout. Then let the hussar Ouroboros chase and end the fight with ease and pleasure.

Today, though, he only wanted more and more violent killings.

The situation is already quite bad, and after defeating Yang Zaixing's 10,000 horses, there are still more than 30,000 other bandit troops waiting on the Yangtze River. There are more enemies on the side of Anlu and Hanyang, and if you count them, they have reached a staggering 100,000, how can they fight them/

Only by means of thunder and boundless blood can we deter the ugly and let them know that I, Wang Shen, am the real god of killing.

If you don't want to die, get out of the way!

When I inhaled the air, which was mostly hot and sooty, the liquid in my body seemed to start boiling.

The boundless killing intent could no longer be contained, Wang Shen threw the horse chopping knife and Feng Changqing, who was closely following him to protect him, drew out a hard bow, and couldn't stop shooting forward.

In the midst of a chaotic crowd, what more efficient means of killing could be than a bow and arrow?

After a long period of training, this hard bow has become as easy to open as playing cotton.

Wang Shen's arrows are exclusive to the enemy's face, and his archery skills are so powerful.

A series of shots, left and right bows, one after another enemies were hit by arrows in the forehead and died instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the arrows in the sack were gone, and one of the guards handed over another one.

In front of him, a wide, uninhabited passage had been shot by a bow and arrow.

At this time, Wang Shen felt that his hands had never been so hot, how to shoot. But to make the dragon city fly will not be called Humadu Yin Mountain.

couldn't help but be high-spirited, and shouted: "Luminous, one is enough!" ”

The tongue burst into thunder, and the rolling smoke seemed to be panicked and dodged by this sound wave.

"Military envoys, military envoys, military envoys!" The cavalrymen saw his divine might and cheered in unison.