The night is like ink, the dark clouds cover the cold moon, the wind of the call sign covers the earth-shattering shout, the cold earth is slaughtered, and in the endless darkness, a cavalry with a dark body seems to be a ghost pawn from the Nine Hells, and is quietly advancing in the darkness~

"Dada~"

In the sound of the call sign, there is a crisp sound of horses' hooves approaching from the front, and by the light of the fire in the distance, which is as bright as day, it is faintly visible that a horse is like the wind and is galloping from the front~~ It is the scout of the Xiliang army. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huh~"

The icy sound of breaking the air sounded, and a sharp wolf's tooth arrow shot with the breath of death, accurately piercing the throat of the Xiliang army, the Xiliang army scout widened his eyes in horror, and opened his mouth wide to shout, but sadly found that he would never be able to make any sound~~

"Servant~"

The lifeless corpse fell from the horse's back, and in the darkness, only the frightened war horse galloped away in the distance~~

In the dark, Zhang Bao slowly turned around, his sharp eyes like a steel knife fell on the iron horse who was standing in the wind behind him, faintly exuding a solemn aura, Zhang Bao took a deep breath of coldness, slowly raised the sharp steel knife, and pointed to the brightly lit Xiliang army formation in front of him, and the loud voice sounded like thunder, and the sound of the howling wind spread to the ears of every soldier~~

"There are 20,000 Xiliang ironclad troops there, brothers, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

More than 1,000 soldiers responded with a bang.

The burly Dian Wei, holding two black iron halberds, wearing a demon iron helmet, met Zhang Baodao's gaze through the hole in the demon helmet, and said sharply: "I Lao Dian and the two thousand brothers behind me have already put life and death on the line, and I just ask the lord to let us drink and have a good time after this battle~"

"Good!"

Zhang Bao said sharply with hideous eyes: "After this battle, General Ben invites you to drink wine and eat meat in a big bowl, so that you can drink and eat!" Each of you is rewarding you ten mothers-in-law!! ”

"Wow~~"

More than 2,000 soldiers howled wolf in response, and their eyes instantly ignited a scorching murderous machine, Zhang Bao's words ignited the wildest fire of desire in his heart!

"Kill!"

Zhang Bao pulled the knife forward.

Just as the dark clouds dispersed, the bleak moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating Zhang Bao's dark eyes, just a trace of ruthlessness, behind Zhang Bao, more than 2,000 heavily armored iron horses were like a dark ghost, wrapped in the momentum of drowning everything, and swept away towards the front through the cold~~

"Kill~Kill~Kill~~"

In the deafening shout, two thousand heavily armored iron horsemen rushed forward one after another, throwing guns and horses, and rushed straight to the rear of the Xiliang army in front. The ground under his feet receded like a tide, but the Xiliang army array in front of him was rapidly approaching, and the scorching killing machine burned in the eyes of every iron horseman, just like more than two thousand wolves that had found delicious prey, and they opened their bloody mouths one after another, revealing their fangs of Leng Sensen~~

。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

Duan Xuan, the fierce general of Xiliang, was ordered by the commander Xu Rong to guard the rear army, at this time he stood in the rear with a gun, his eagle-like eyes vigilantly searched the dark places in the rear, and three waves of scouts in a row did not return, which made him faintly uneasy~

"Woo woo woo~"

In the endless darkness, the desolate and distant horn cry clearly came into Duan Xuan's ears, Duan Xuan's face changed, this horn sound was extremely peculiar, it was definitely not the horn sound of the Xiliang Army, he looked around and said sharply: "Where is the horn sound?" ”

"Will... Checkmate... ”

A small school's face was pale, his eyes showed endless horror, pointing to the endless darkness, and intermittently screaming: "Ghost, ghost~"

"Fart!"

Duan Xuan slapped the junior colonel fiercely, and roared with a hideous voice: "You are fucking disturbing the morale of the army, Lao Tzu beheaded you!" ”

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Duan Xuan's angry voice fell, and the heavy horse's hooves struck the cold earth, making a rhythmic dull symphonic sound, which clearly came into the ears, and when he looked back, his sharp pupils suddenly contracted~

"Hiss~ God, this is the fucking Yellow Turban Iron Rider?"

A hissing inhalation sounded in the depths of Duan Xuan's throat cage, Rao is he is well-informed, and he has led the Xiling Iron Cavalry to fight outside the Saiwai all the year round, but he has never seen this kind of iron cavalry of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry has long become a nightmare in the eyes of the officials and soldiers, but most people have only heard about it, but they have never seen it, this time Duan Xuan was deeply shocked~

Fear, endless fear spreads like a poisonous weed, and even a veteran of a hundred battles can't help but beat a drum in his heart.

The west wind is fierce, sweeping away the smoke and dust flying in the sky, and a blood-colored flag is waving in the wind, and the lacquer surface is embroidered with the four big words of "Yellow Turban Invincible"!

Finally, the hideous face of this strange cavalry was clearly displayed in front of all the officers and soldiers of the Xiliang Army...... The whole body is cold, flashing with a dark glow, and the whole body is wrapped in inky black armor, reflecting a dark black flame under the light of the firelight, as if a ghost rider from the Nine Hells is galloping towards him.

The knight on horseback is also covered in black armor, and he has a huge ghost head, and the ghost head has a bloody mouth, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, as if he wants to choose people and devour~~

Behind the ghost knights, a large group of cavalry wearing the same black armor came like a tide, and it was impossible to tell how many horses there were in the darkness!

Duan Xuan's eyes sharpened, raised the steel gun in his hand, and shouted: "Quick, line up to meet the enemy~ Commander, the rear army was attacked~~~"

"Xiliang is mighty!"

"Xiliang is mighty!"

In the roar, the hideous Xiliang Iron Armor Army put the sharp spear in his hand behind him, and then gently pressed the sharp spear tip down, forming a sharp angle with the ground, and suddenly, countless cold and shining spears spread a cold forest of death.

"Prepare to throw a gun!"

In the sound of heavy horses' hooves, the whole body was wrapped in iron armor, and Zhang Bao's cold gaze, through the hole in the helmet of the ghosts, shot directly at the Xiliang army formation, roared angrily, his right hand clenched the sharp throwing spear and leaned back, the whole body was almost level with the horse's back, stretching back as much as possible, the cold texture came clearly from the palm, but the scorching killing machine was burning in his heart, and through the hole in the mask, the Xiliang army formation was already close in front of him.

"Put!"

Zhang Bao's roar like thunder sounded in the entire sky, his waist and abdomen exerted his upper body to rush forward, and at the same time, his right arm flung forward viciously, and the sharp throwing gun had already been wrapped in a sharp roar and flew out, drawing a low trajectory in the air and stabbing directly into the Xiliang army's formation.

"Kill!"

A deafening roar came from behind Zhang Bao, and more than two thousand sharp spears broke through the air in an instant, wrapped in a sharp roar, and the sharp spear tips flashed with cold light, intertwined into a dead forest, and pierced the Xiliang army formation~

Duan Xuan stared at the throwing spear pouring down like a torrential rain above his head, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he blurted out a terrible scream: "Vertical shield, vertical shield~~~"

"Puff~Puff~Puff~"

"Ah~~"

However, it was too late, the crisp sound of the sharp weapon piercing the flesh and blood and the tragic howl were intertwined in an instant, endless, and countless Xiliang soldiers had been poured down like a torrential rain of spears through their bodies and nailed to the cold ground~ (To be continued.) )