Outside the city.

Ma Feng was helped up by the soldiers, and when one of the cavalry generals gave him a horse to ride, he still looked like he was in a daze. Fortunately, the bones of the body are quite tough, and this fall did not hurt anything.

"Fangcai, what's going on?"

Ma Feng was surrounded by cavalry, and the rest of the people also shook their heads, indicating that they didn't understand.

Looking at the beloved black horse in a pool of blood in front of him, he vaguely remembered that somehow, the horse's head was exposed to a few blood flowers, and then it fell, as if there were a few small explosions on the ground, as well as muddy splashes.

What the hell is this, what the hell is this?

Bow and arrow? Hidden weapons?

Can you fly this far?

He didn't find anything nearby.

Suddenly, Ma Feng remembered one thing, that is, in Yingqiao Town, he saw a few cavalry of the forbidden army who had fled from this side before, and those cavalrymen said that the heavenly generals would be punished by thunder, and God would punish them.

At first, Ma Feng didn't think so, thinking that this group of people was stupid by the sneak attack, and laughed at this group of forbidden army cavalry for not being trained for a long time and being vulnerable.

But now, Ma Feng looked at the city wall again, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and his back was wet with a cold sweat.

Wrong!

Ma Fengrong has never seen any stormy scenes in his life, what kind of ghosts like God are in this world, maybe this is caused by some special weapon of this Qilin Army, deliberately confused into this illusion.

Immediately, Ma ordered everyone to take two hundred steps back, which should be safe enough.

After thinking about it, Ma Feng asked the cavalry to retreat another two hundred steps, this distance limit can be regarded as making Ma Feng feel at ease, and besides, this distance is enough for cavalry to charge or guerrilla.

Now that the secret of this Qilin Army has reached the threshold, as long as it is a little more thorough, this mission will be considered a successful completion.

Just when Ma Feng was thinking about how this Qilin Army shot his mount just now, the city gate of Xiangcheng County opened.

The gates opened.

Groups of soldiers poured out of the city gate hole and formed two small phalanxes under the Xiangcheng tower. They have not yet issued the uniforms of the Qilin Army, and they are still wearing civilian uniforms, and a few people are wearing the uniforms of the Song Dynasty officials and soldiers, which are clothes pulled from the Xiang Army.

The weapons are also a mixture of sticks and knives.

When Ma Feng saw such a force, he immediately burst out laughing.

"This is the Kirin Army? Native chicken tile dog. ”

The original vigilance was instantly floated clean at this moment, just such a garbage troops, watching them stand in line for a long time, with this strength, they still dare to put on a formation, this is to see that he is a veteran, easy to bully?

The cavalry of the forbidden army was really incompetent, and was defeated by such a unicorn army.

This Xiangcheng County can be taken in!

Just as Ma Feng was about to charge, a big guy opened out of the hole in the city gate.

In the sky, the sun came out of the clouds.

The sun is out, and the winter sun is warm.

The sunlight shone on the tank's steel body, reflecting a blinding glow.

As the tank moved forward, the light shifted with it, and Ma Feng saw this thing clearly.

What the hell is this?

Looking at the tank tracks walking in the ice, snow and mud, the traces of deep sinking, you can feel the weight of this thing, especially the steel body, Ma Feng is panicked, especially the one pointing at the gun, bottomless, which makes people feel very depressed.

With each step of the tank's advance, Ma Feng's heart sank a little more.

What the hell is this? It's so heavy that you can walk on your own?

If the appearance is still weird and crazy, could it be that this thing is the secret of this unicorn army?

The tank moved forward without the slightest sign of stopping.

Ma Feng immediately waved his hand and ordered all the cavalry to disperse.

Qingshuo and Turong were not heavy cavalry, but light armored cavalry, and the horses were not protected.

The children of the two armies have lived with horses since childhood, and they have grown up on horseback, all of them are well-ridden, and they also have a good number of bows. Looking at the big iron bump that had been moving forward, in order to prevent fraud, all the cavalry immediately dispersed and took guerrilla attacks.

Ma Feng opened his bow and shot an arrow at Li Chu's tank, and the arrow hit the body of the tank and collapsed.

Ma Feng immediately flapped his horse and rushed forward, and several arrows were shot at the tank on the horse, but still failed to cause any damage to the tank, and the arrows collapsed.

Not only Ma Feng, but also the scattered cavalry, rode along both sides of the tank, harassing and attacking remotely with bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows in the sky was shooting at the tank, at most it was to scratch a little of the tank's paint, and some could not even wipe the paint, and the arrows were crushed to the ground, and then crushed by the tank from above.

Ma Feng was shocked, this is impossible.

He rode past the side of the tank, aimed his bow at the joint of the tank, and quickly unleashed an arrow from the side.

The arrows were still being crushed.

After all the cavalry met the tank, they immediately turned around and rushed to the tank from behind, still shooting from a long distance, but this big black bump was like a turtle king eight shells, very hard, and had no effect at all.

Not to mention piercing and shooting in, even the arrow did not succeed in nailing the turtle shell.

But two arrows hung on it, but instead of going into the shell, they got stuck in the cracks of the shell, and they hung up and did not fall.

Tanks, stopped.

All the cavalry formed a large circle of tanks and fired indiscriminately, but it was useless.

When all the arrows have been shot, look at the arrows in this place on the ground.

Ma Feng's heart was almost broken.

What the hell is this?

A cavalryman had the audacity to approach, sprinted with a spear in his hand, and stabbed the tank turret......

Click......

The sound of broken hand bones.

The knight's hand was wasted, and the hand bones were instantly crushed by the huge recoil force, and the whole person was also knocked out.

Another cavalryman did not believe in evil, and this time he used not a gun, but a standard hand knife at his waist. Instead of rushing as fast as the previous rider, he slowed down as he approached the tank, and slashed at the long, thick barrel with his knife.

"Staggered."

The knife in the hand of the cavalry was flown out by the town.

This......

When Ma Feng saw this big iron bump and didn't know what to do, the tank moved.

The gunner's cabin above the turret, Li Chu opened the hatch from the inside and pushed the hatch out.

Li Chu held a Z-shaped periscope, stretched out from the hatch, and made a circle on the turret to take in all the surrounding situations.

Okay, it's all here.

If this time on the Song Court's side, there are thousands of forbidden troops and thousands of horsemen, Li Chu may honestly guard the tank at the city gate, and one man should be closed, but what do you mean by only five hundred horsemen?

Isn't this a horse for Li Chu?

Last night, Li Chu was a little regretful that he was a little anxious yesterday, if he waited for this group of cavalry to surround him curiously, wouldn't it be more effective at that time?

Unexpectedly, I just thought about it last night, and today I sent another 500 riders.

Li Chu customized a bulletproof glass cover from the system and put him on his head, and then stretched out his head.

"Hi, good morning?"

He greeted Ma Bong with a smile.

Ma Feng: ......

"Up, catch him!" Ma Feng reacted and hissed and roared.

At the same time as Ma Feng shouted, Li Chu also grabbed the handle of the parallel machine gun on the turret.

"Dada......"

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