When they really fight, of course, it will seem very stupid to do so, but they can't help it, they are now soldiers in name, but in fact they are not soldiers, and the only thing they have to do now is not to think about how to achieve fame and kill the enemy, but how to survive, at least temporarily, for example, what should be done in the face of the first charge of the abrupt people.

Guan Kuo looked in all directions, and couldn't find any trace of Tie Shanwu, at these times, he was always thinking, maybe Tie Shanwu had been hacked to death, so what should he do?

When he came back to his senses, he thought that there was really no inevitability whether Tie Shan Wu could survive or not, and whether he could survive or not, could it be that he could really get some unspeakable energy from Tie Shan Wu's body?

The figures are longing, there is chaos everywhere, the figures and the firelight reflect each other, and the scene is like sparks intertwined with black charcoal, and then sputtered out.

By the time the light cavalry of the Turret began to make a detour and make a second charge, the side had recovered considerably, and the regular troops began to counterattack.

The shouting of killing shook the sky, no matter what, the Tuwu people didn't care if you were a regular soldier or a cannon fodder who was pulled out to die, they all treated equally. No one was spared, and massive counterattacks were carried out on all sides, both with or without armor.

Guan Kuo held the rusty spear tightly, his eyes trying his best to see the figures rushing everywhere.

He didn't have any combat skills, and the so-called "equipment" was probably only better than a farmer with a farm tool in the field, and he could feel that death was on all sides, almost engulfing him.

It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, but thinking of the countless corpses lying in the Guan Mansion that night, as well as the tall figure of his father, Guan Kuo is still a little bitter and feels that it is more appropriate to describe him as a tiger father and a dog.

His gaze quickly swept everywhere, and at this moment, he finally recognized the strange aura of Tie Shan Wu in the figure.

He saw that Tie Shan Wu's spear drew an arc-shaped trajectory in the yellow firelight, stabbing forward, running into the rung, and flung sideways, and after a moment of fighting, it pierced the horse's belly with a shot, and then pulled out like a snake, slightly deflected the angle, and stabbed forward, and exploded the head of the abrupt man who fell off the horse.

Everything seemed to come naturally, and although the abrupt cavalry caused him a lot of trouble, almost at the beginning of their fight, if anyone noticed them, they would be a little inexplicable that they would win.

Tie Shanwu's past is a secret for many people, he knows a little about poetry and books, and now he is like a dragon, if it weren't for his tattered clothes, and his dirty body, it is very possible to think of the words "Wen Tao Wu Luo".

Tie Shan Wu said that he wanted to bet on a "better" and "best", Guan Kuo didn't believe it very much, but now, he felt in a trance that Tie Shan Wu's confidence was definitely not groundless.

A black shadow galloped like lightning, and Senhan's saber added a bit of visual heat in the firelight.

Guan Kuo held up the spear in his hand, almost forgetting what action he should do, and subconsciously wanted to stab forward, however, an instinct made him block the spear horizontally in front of him.

"Dang!"

With a metallic tremble, Guan Kuo felt that his hand was instantly numb and unconscious, and then his chest was like a lightning strike, and the whole person was hit by the huge impact of the war horse, and his body was suspended in the air, and he flew backwards.

"Bang!"

He slammed into the ground like this, his back seemed to have received countless thorns, and for a moment, he was in a trance, almost forgetting where he was.

He clearly heard the sound of the galloping horses and the shouts and fights in all directions, but he always felt that those voices seemed to look dreamlike for a while.

Then, with difficulty, he turned his head and saw a sudden cavalry galloping towards him like thunder and lightning.

He tried to get up, but he couldn't do it quickly, so he could only watch the horse rush towards him.

The light was obscured by the shadow that quickly obscured him, and he seemed to see the endless dark abyss, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes, after all, he didn't dare to close his eyes, and he didn't dare to open them wide.

At this time, he heard a muffled snort, and then the large shadow smashed over with men and horses due to the force of inertia, and smashed it so that he felt that the lungs in his chest were about to be flattened.

The war horse kept neighing and struggling on the ground, and even kicked Guan Kuo almost out loud with one hoof, he rolled a few times to avoid it, and also pushed away the person who was pressing on him.

At this time, he saw that it was a dead face with staring eyes, and he had long been out of breath, it was not a Tang man, but an abrupt man.

In the mud and sand, blood was still flowing slowly, and a large hole was poked out of the chest of the abrupt cavalryman.

Guan Kuo saw that a Tang soldier was walking forward steadily with a shield, and a pair of cold eyes faintly swept over himself on the ground, without looking at him a second time.

Only then did he realize that it was the Tang Army who saved himself, or it can be said that he saved himself by killing the enemy.

There was something inexplicable in his heart, and he didn't know whether he should be grateful, afraid, or take it for granted.

He used to be very unwilling to be pushed into the battlefield, and also thought that in the eyes of the regular army, his own people must be insignificant, but now he doesn't think so, no matter who he is, what he has done, what the other party has done, after all, I am a Tang person, he is a Tang person, we are all Tang people, we will fight side by side, give our lives to ourselves, and also to each other.

This is the principle and judgment of whether it is one's own person or not.

He no longer wants to thank or not, on the battlefield, there is no need to thank, this is called a comrade, saving you, that is, saving yourself.

He waved his spear indiscriminately among the figures, and the Tang army and the cavalry of the Tu people were staggered on all sides, and he didn't know if he had hurt the enemy, or if he had injured his own people.

A moment later, the heavily armored cavalry of the Don Army suddenly charged.

Compared with the light cavalry of the Tutu people coming and going like the wind, the heavy cavalry of the Tang Army is slower, and the impact speed is not large, but they are like an iron wall in general, overwhelming, in the plain area, the two cavalry meet, if the light cavalry of the Tutu people does not want to fight, it is difficult for the heavy cavalry of the Tang Army to cause greater damage to the other party.

However, once multiple arms cooperate, as long as the light cavalry of the Tuwu people is dragged down, for them, the heavy armored cavalry of the Tang Army is an extremely terrifying existence.