If it is an ordinary person, being stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes, there will definitely be a strange feeling, but what kind of person is Lin Zhao, being stared at by all the immortals of the Three Realms, and being able to cross 1,500 people, at this time, facing the thousands of Cossacks in front of him, he naturally did not have a wave in his heart, but stood in front of the horse road, watching the changes.

The general led by shouted a few words loudly, waved his hand at Lin Zhao suddenly, and the Cossacks who had just stopped answered loudly at the same time.

"Ulla!"

For a time, the sonic boom was in the sky, and the four fields could be heard.

The archers bent their bows and arrows, and the spearmen raised their spears and slowly pressed towards Lin Zhao with flags and drums.

At this point, Lin Zhao had already seen that it should have been when he killed the more than 100 Cossacks just now, and a few fish in the distance who had slipped through the net informed the nearby brigade, just looking at the look of fear on the face of the soldier who led the way just now, he knew that this person must have been frightened by the killing he had just done.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid of Lin Zhao's strength, and he was within the range of the bow and arrow, and the leading officer shouted a few times, seeing that Lin Zhao had no reaction, he suddenly shouted, and the bowstring pulled by a group of archers behind him suddenly loosened, and hundreds of arrows filled the entire space in an instant, shooting towards Lin Zhao at the same time.

You know, the Cossacks have lived on horseback since childhood, and their favorite game is to ride horses and shoot arrows, and what they are best at is to slash people with a saber, and what they most often do is to fight and kill.

A cry of Ula represents a charge to kill.

It's just that more than a thousand Cossack cavalrymen actually shouted Ulla at a person, which is really a bit of a loss.

But Lin Zhao didn't care.

He had already killed nearly a thousand Cossacks, and the two sides had not been reconciled, and if the Cossacks were to listen to him, or to let the Eros at their head listen to him, now they would honestly cooperate with them only if they were scared and hurt, and there was no other way.

Seeing their arrows coming, Lin Zhao did not dodge, his legs were clamped, and the Teutonic horse under his crotch rushed forward like a lightning bolt in the face of the rain of arrows, and all the arrows shot in front of him were swept away by Lin Zhao wielding his spear.

The white dragon horse under the crotch of Tang Sanzang is transformed by the little white dragon, if you pee in the water, the fish in the water eats Jackie Chan;

And Lin Zhao is a quasi-saint, although he has sealed his ninety percent ability, but it is easy to make the Teutonic horse under his crotch reborn.

At this time, these Cossacks were only a dozen zhang away from Lin Zhao, and now the horses jumped several times in succession, and they were already approaching the leader on the opposite side.

Where did these Cossacks think that the horses under his crotch were so fast, and they didn't react until the horses got close, and in the exclamation, the spears and big knives beckoned to Lin Zhao together.

Lin Zhao let out a long laugh, and the spear in his hand shook suddenly, emitting a long aura, which exploded in the spit and scattered bursts of starlight, enveloping the Cossacks in front.

But listening to the sound of the explosion of the gangqi, Lin Zhaoren was like a god, the horse was like a dragon, and the spear in his hand was like a ball of light dancing like a thunderbolt under the wave of his right hand, and dozens of people had been killed in a few breaths.

In fact, the number of ordinary soldiers has little impact on people like Xiang Lin Zhao.

As early as when he was in the Flying Fox World, he dared to compete with thousands of troops, what kind of identity and realm is he now? In fact, just with a movement in his heart, he can punish the enemy in front of him.

It's just that he kills like this in order to experience the world.

At this time, he fought with soldiers on the battlefield, and he only performed ordinary martial arts, but his strength was greater, his moves were more ruthless, and his breath was longer, and bullets could not play a role in him.

Of course, there will be no bullets hitting him.

Directly shot and flew away.

There are actually not many soldiers who can really fight with Lin Zhao, although the long weapons in the hands of these soldiers are not short, but compared to the spear in Lin Zhao's hand, it is useless, not to mention that someone has nothing but a saber in his hand.

Before the weapons in their hands touched Lin Zhao, they had already been swept away by Lin Zhao's anger and beheaded under the horse.

These Cossacks were fierce at first, with a murderous face, shouting that Ula stepped forward bravely and fought vigorously, but as time progressed, in the field, more and more soldiers were killed by Lin Zhao, and many people were cut into two pieces by him wielding a spear, and the death was extremely miserable, and the screams and wails were endless.

Lin Zhao was resolutely not afraid, and the horses under his crotch rushed left and right in the encirclement of these soldiers, as if entering a no-man's land, every time he waved his spear, he would take the lives of several soldiers.

Seeing that thousands of soldiers were slowly left with 800, 800 and 600 left, the corpses on the ground were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers, but Lin Zhao in the field was like an iron man, still silent, dismounted from his crotch, shot in his palm, clashing back and forth, fighting non-stop.

In the eyes of those brutally murderous Cossacks, he seemed to be more cruel and murderous than these Cossacks, and never knew exhaustion, could never be knocked down, invincible, unshakable.

From the very beginning of the killing, his spear did not tremble or steady, like a steam engine with sufficient energy near Moscow, always stronger than man, always better than man.

He just kills, kills, and continues to kill, like an emotionless devil, and the purpose of his existence is to reap the lives of the Cossacks present.

This kind of silent killing is the most tearing human courage.

In the face of such an invincible fellow, the remaining Cossacks finally collapsed, shouted, did not even want weapons, shouted, beat their horses and fled in all directions.

Seeing that these Cossacks began to run away, Lin Zhao let out a long roar, saw the general at the head, the horses were flying, and instantly arrived in front of this person, stretched out his hand, and had already crossed the opponent's neck and lifted him up from the horse.

This Cossack general has a majestic body, broad shoulders and thick back, high nose and deep eyes, long hair, and weighs no less than 200 catties, but in Lin Zhao's hands, it is like a lamp grass, and he shakes it a few times in his hand, and there are a few soft "clanging bells", and this person's helmet, saber, kettle, quiver and other things are all shaken to the ground.

"It is said that you Cossacks were brutal and killed, fought from Western Europe to the East, and were invincible, but in my opinion, it turned out to be a group of cowards who were afraid of death. ”

Lin Zhao said in Erros, raised the captured officer in the air, sat on the horse and shouted to the fleeing Cossacks, "Now only you are cowards, but in the future, I will make all Cossacks, all Errosians, become cowards!"

He was so full of breath that the sound of his speech rumbled within a radius of several miles, and the people who were shaking were neighing, and the fleeing Cossacks heard his cry and ran faster.

Lin Zhao smiled, looked at the half-dead Cossack general in his hand, and said in Erros: "I heard that Osterman only has 10,000 Cossacks in his hands, and you can command more than 1,000 people, it seems that he is also a figure in his eyes, I only need to use you as a stepping stone, presumably you Erros Eastern Legion will definitely know my existence." ”

As he spoke, he threw the general into the air, and with a single shot pierced his chest, the tip of the spear stuck in the bone, raised it high, and galloped towards Lebush.

The tip of the spear went into the bone, and the blood flowed like a pour, and the Cossack general immediately wailed out in pain, but a mouth, a fierce wind like a knife poured into his mouth.