The gray hooves smashed the dirt into the depression, and a handful of black-maned war horses rushed out of the sword mountain armor stream of the Shirt Legion, one by one they were embarrassed, and there were more or less arrows stuck in their bodies.

Li Yan's spear blade was stained with minced meat, and there was blood stained between the cracks of the nails. Only a pair of eyes were bright and bright, like big stars, and they actually made him kill him alive!

The whole team formed a cone, with Li Yan attacking the fortifications in front, several lightly injured brothers on the two wings, and Deng Tianxiong at the end of the group.

He danced with a goose feather knife in one hand and was impermeable, and he was hit by an arrow in the chest, which was blocked by armor and did not penetrate deep into the flesh.

In addition to Li Yan, Deng Tianxiong was the least injured in the group, so he naturally took over the most important responsibility in addition to attacking fortifications.

However, as Li Yan killed through the enemy camp, the pressure on his body was relaxed, and Deng Tianxiong, who was in charge of the broken back, suddenly became dangerous.

The horses under them are no better than each other, and they can't get rid of them quickly. And as time passes, more and more Japanese invaders surround them, and everyone will be in a desperate situation.

At this moment, Deng Tianxiong was surrounded by three or four cavalrymen with spears, he was holding a blood-dripping Yanling knife in his right hand, a severed spear in his left hand, waving his sore arm, knocking on the tips of two spears, and a long pole clamped under his armpit, and the green tendons on his neck were bursting up.

Li Yan turned his horse back, he shouted and asked the brothers on both sides to protect the middle horse and rush forward, urging the horse under his crotch, and actually killed it back!

Three or four horses were separated between the Jialiu and rushed towards Li Yan who was looking at him just now without fear.

Li Yan's spear was sent forward, and was held by the spear of the man in front, he didn't want to push it forward, that person's spear skills were also sophisticated, the spear body went to the side, let Li Yan's spear blade, pulled out the short knife on horseback, and was about to stab Li Yan, at the same time, another cavalryman arrived, raised his spear and stabbed Li Yan in the chest.

Li Yan laughed loudly, his wrist shook fiercely with full strength, and the half-bent spear shaft slapped on the spear shaft, and the huge force caused the spear tip to flick upward, like a spirit snake, poking at the opponent's eyes.

The man's skull was stabbed open, and the tip of the spear was castrated, piercing the other man's neck.

Li Yan leaned back and pulled out his spear, shook off the blood and flesh, and his wrist trembled and shook three Xue Liang spears in a row, and the last two people who rushed to Deng Tianxiong slapped their horses.

The Li clan in the river, the spear and the sword are unique.

Sword, fighting sword mother frame twenty-four potential

Guns, Henghou eight guns

Henghou, Yanren Zhang Yide.

Countless arrows were mounted on the bow and arrows, and the cold light flew out! Envelop Deng Tianxiong.

Deng Tianxiong's pupils reflected a glittering arrow, he roared, broke the barrel of the gun, let go of the weapon with both hands, lifted his hips and retreated from the stirrup, grabbed the saddle with the back of his hand, and turned over to hide under the horse's belly.

Blood arrows gushed out, and the horses, shot into hedgehogs, fell to the ground with a wail.

Deng Tianxiong grabbed the long knife on the ground, the three cavalrymen in front of him had arrived, and the spear stabbed at him condescendingly!

The spear swept away the spear that was about to pierce Deng Tianxiong's chest, and when the horse galloped past, he stretched out his right hand towards Deng Tianxiong.

"Tianxiong, get on the horse!"

Deng Tianxiong handed over his left hand, kicked his calf, turned over and sat behind Li Yan.

"Adult ......"

"It's done."

Li Yan swung his spear like a dragon out of the sea, hooked a widow on his side, picked him off the horse, pulled a big circle full of spears, forced the surrounding people and horses back, stepped on the stirrups with both feet, stepped on another horse, and shouted at Deng Tianxiong, who stayed on the original horse.

"Tianxiong, just rush forward!"

Deng Tianxiong didn't ask anything: "My lord, what should you do?" The back of the knife slapped fiercely on the horse's buttocks, and the surging armor behind him greeted Li Yan.

Li Yan took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, leaned on the restless horse's neck, and stuffed the contents of the porcelain bottle into the horse's mouth.

Poor Blood (Forged): When consumed, the horse will briefly increase its speed and durability. Ignore the influence of artillery fire, high-level alien beasts, and femininities.

Originally, there were a few arrows on the body, and the mane of the war horse that was more out of the air than the air in was shaking, and the two eyes were instantly full of bloodshots, and a blood-red mist gushed out from its mouth, and the surrounding black-maned war horses involuntarily retreated, and the war horse sprayed by the blood-red mist fell to the ground with a thud, frightened to the point of feces and urine, and there was a sparse pickling movement.

"So easy to use?"

Li Yan swung his spear with both arms, slashed through the throats of the two cavalrymen in front of him, who had no idea what was happening, and turned his horse to leave.

But in just a few breaths, the blood-red mist dissipated, and the cavalry in the shirts rushed up again.

The war horse that took the poor blood was in good spirits, and the mist exhaled from his nose rose and diffused under the cold frost light, which was very beautiful.

Li Yan fought and retreated, and the horsepower was no longer tight, he saw Deng Tianxiong run out for a long distance, and was about to shoot his horse away, but found that the huge team of the shirt army suddenly turned on his back, Li Yan looked to the left, and between the dust, a horse team was forced in!

Rushing to the front of the horse, the green mane is Dawan, the horse's head is covered with fine scale armor, the phoenix winged helmet on the back is towering, the green tiger head beast swallows the arm to hold the Xuanfeng lance that is up to one meter seven, the horse neighs and charges, the lance is pointed at, and the person turns over on his back.

The front of the lance was a wide black blade, and behind it was a thick stick with long nails nailed.

"Good weapon!"

Li Yan's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, the man saw that Li Yan was wearing a red Dong pill armor, his slender eyes narrowed, and he turned his horse and rushed towards him!

"Self-......"

Li Yan knew that it was too late, so he stepped forward, and the man's big lance flipped over, and the powerful lance smashed down with dense spikes.

There was a surge of blood in Li Yan's chest, between life and death, how could there be so much attention, the spear went down, the black and swarthy rod sank involuntarily, and the spear pole swirled in the palm of the hand, slapping the opponent's head.

The big lance is heavy, and Li Yan's combination of neither soft nor hard makes the lance have nowhere to borrow, and he definitely doesn't have time to raise the lance to fight back.

The man let out a startled sound, his legs bulged hard, his upper body leaned back to give way to the spear shaft, since he couldn't lift the lance for the time being, he directly slapped the lance back, raised his arm and wiped it horizontally, and the Shuo Feng in the second half flipped over, drawing a dark arc straight to Li Yan's chest.

"Bell!"

Spears and lances are fired.

"My own people!"

"What a handsome Hebei gun."

The two spoke in unison and looked at each other

“……”

"Hahaha, my brother is really brave, a few people dare to break into the cavalry team of the Japanese Kou?"

"Cheng Wuwei General Banner Li Yan, take his brothers back to the camp to listen to it."

"Good man."

As soon as the weapons of the two people were collected, the cavalry in the rear of the cyan tide rushed to the thunder, Li Yan looked at the past, the cyan cavalry was holding a long knife, with a three-eyed firearm on his back, and behind him was a guard unit with a domed red hat and a long pole with a wolf sword, and the soldiers on both sides carried thunderbolt artillery (infantry firecracker), and the three people carried tiger cannons, the wheels rolled, and the soldiers pushed the cannon of the Francophone machine, the general cannon, carrying the spray canister, the rocket, and the black pressure on the ground could not be seen......

The man looked at Li Yan: "Have you had a good time tonight, brother?" ”

Li Yan licked his lips and said with a smile: "I was about to kill the thief." ”

The man raised his long knife and pointed at the sky, and roared:

"The governor has an order, before the 10th day of the first month, the army will fight in front of the city of Pyongyang, brothers, give me enough strength, kill all these thieves, bury the pot and open the stove, kill the pigs and eat meat."