Almighty Cultivation Supreme

Horses, iron armor, and human bodies rolling underneath after landing seemed to have filled the valley.

The war horse couldn't rush anymore, but this did not panic the white soldiers. They gathered together in a clump and pushed forward little by little, pressing forward like a mill.

Manpower can't match the war horses after all, not to mention that there are soldiers who are bravely wielding weapons right away, and the Liao people are knocked away little by little. Someone couldn't bear the bones and roaring horses that rained down, and hesitated to hide behind their companions. In this way, the soldiers of the Liao people crowded into a group, the people in front wanted to escape, and the people in the back were still struggling to squeeze in, and they became a group in an instant.

All the Khitans were shouting angry and scolding, telling the companions in front to go back, but what was the use of this.

In order to stabilize their position, the bows and arrows began to shoot again, and the bushes passed over the heads of the infantry and shot at the soldiers of the White Army. Unfortunately, the bow arm and bowstring lacked strength due to dampness, and they only snapped to the side with a clanging sound on the armor of the white army.

Occasionally, a few were nailed to them, and the cavalrymen didn't even bother to pull them out.

Yan Zhao is a generous and tragic person, even if he is a Liao person, he is also brave and heroic. In fact, it has been almost two hundred years since the Khitan entered Hebei. After many generations of intermarriage, he accepted the system and etiquette of the Han family. Up to now, all the Khitan people wear Han clothes and speak Chinese, and the Khitan blood on their bodies has long been so thin that they can't be found. Because of this, they are actually no different from the Han people, they are all of the same ethnicity. On this kind of battlefield, although He Tabai is your living enemy, the spirit they showed was worthy of Yan Zhao Nan'er's four words.

Kong said Chengren, Meng said to take righteousness, in today's battle, our Liao people are going to lose, there is no miracle to speak of, but even if it is death, our death is valuable.

Yue Yun rushed to the forefront, in order to pretend to be Wang Shen some time ago, his clothes and armor were extremely gorgeous, anyway, he hung on his body if something was valuable. This makes him look so striking on the battlefield, like a torch in the night. You don't have to think about it to know that this man is the head of the enemy army, and as long as you kill him, you can see the situation of this battle completely restored.

Some Liao people shouted: "Wang Daosi, it's Wang Zhisi, kill him, kill him!" With this shout, some Khitan soldiers rushed in. However, although their courage is commendable, Yue Yun, who has already achieved great martial arts and has a strong fighting spirit, is still a dead man.

One after another, the Khitans were smashed in front of them, their throats were picked open by the sharp tips of their guns, and they fell into pools of blood.

This big spear was in Yue Yun's hands, and it was not inferior to the expensive horse lance.

No one could live to breathe after meeting him, and in the blink of an eye, a human life was gone.

Thousands of people were already huddled up, and within the range of Yue Yun's spear attack, they couldn't get close at all.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt of strings, and it was the enemy archers who were shooting. This time, the sound of feathered arrows was extremely loud, and the air was filled with a sharp roar.

Hearing this voice, the guards beside Yue Yun changed their faces at the same time, and their hearts screamed badly.

Yes, this time the Liao people's shot was a hard bow, and it was full of strength. If you were not mistaken, the bows of these archers were stucked away in waterproof sacks long before it rained, and they were rewound when the battle began. Even if General Yue Yun was wearing iron armor, he would be uncomfortable if he was shot by this array of arrows. If you're unlucky enough to be shot in the vital point, you don't have to fight this battle.

At this moment, Yue Yun suddenly hung the gun in his hand on the saddle. With his legs between the belly of the horse, he rushed into the enemy's infantry group with a cry of advance without retreating. Leaning down, he wrapped his hands around an enemy's neck and pulled up.

That guy was dancing on all fours, and the knife in his hand slashed wildly, making a ball of sparks on the iron armor on Yue Yun's body. But this was useless, Yue Yun only exerted force, and his body softened.

It turned out that just when his body was off the ground, Yue Yun had already broken his neck.

While pulling up the enemy, Yue Yun lifted his foot and danced in a large circle in the air.

All the arrows that came from it were pierced into it.

With another loud shout, Yue Yun threw the already dead enemy, whose whole body was full of feather arrows, with all his strength, towards the archers in the distance.

Because the force was too great, the war horse under his seat was weak, and he almost fell, and let out a long neighing of dissatisfaction.

The sudden occurrence of this scene was so amazing that the battlefield was silent for an instant, as if someone had pressed the pause button. All eyes followed the corpse as it swept through the air until he knocked the archer over.

This soft corpse came in his hands, but it was like a rolling stone, and it was unacceptable.

Before the Khitan screams could be heard, Yue Yun had already drawn his big gun with his backhand, picking up the stunned enemies from the ground one by one and throwing them forward. Under his great power, the poor Khitan people were like fluttering scarecrows.

In the blink of an eye, the Liao people in front of him were swept away by him.

"Defeated, defeated!" The Khitans were completely in chaos, and they couldn't muster up the courage anymore, and at the same time they shouted, turned around and fled. There are many heroes in the north, Song and Liao confronted each other in Hebei, the two countries have been at war for more than 160 years, and what kind of warriors have never been seen.

But now a fierce man like Riyue Yun ...... It's simply not human.

In front of him seemed to be a mad bison spewing fire on its head, and anyone who dared to stand in his way would be smashed to pieces.

……

The pressure in front of him was relaxed, the enemy finally retreated, and the war horse ran again.

"Sizhou Army, Sizhou Army!"

"My Sizhou Army-"

"No. 1 in the world!"

All the tabains knew that the battle was going to be won, and they were all cheering in unison.

The big gun, the Hebei big gun in the hands of General Ying Xiang, and the flying red tassel like fire are the direction of progress.

……

rushed dozens of feet again, and was already approaching the banner of Ma Wu's Chinese army.

The "boom" sound was sharp.

A short spear was projected, and the knight of the White Army, who was charging forward, threw away the weapon in his hand, and landed on the ground with both hands on his chest, scattering red blood on the road.

The empty war horse rushed out for more than ten steps before stopping.

Seeing that his companion died so miserably, the soldiers of the Tabai Army behind him roared angrily, trampling on the Liao soldiers who turned around and fled, wanting to approach Ma Wu's Chinese army commander as soon as possible. But there are so many people here, how can time rush by.

Someone shouted: "Ma Wu is in front, hurry up!" ”

"Don't block, go around the wings, go around the wings."

Detour, and how to detour?

This is already the bottom of the valley, and there are swamps full of human bodies, and I accidentally fell into it.

The banner of the Chinese army of the Liao people kept shaking, and they were directing their men to retreat outside the valley. A tall figure rode a horse and stood under a big flag, and couldn't help but take the short spear handed by the soldier next to him and shoot it fiercely.

It's Ma Wu, how great the strength of this Khitan man is. The spear was shot, the wind was loud, and it was simply a human-shaped bed crossbow.