Qin Yun himself was limited by his knowledge, and he might not know this. However, he is a modern man's mind, and his mind is full of great rebellion, not to mention privately training a small team to protect himself. If there is a chance, it is to have tens of thousands of troops, occupy one side, and he will definitely not care if he is alone.

Otaku are like this, eager to build their nest into a fortress armed to the teeth, and then hide in it until the world is invincible.

The horses ran out of character, the speed of the horses was raised to the highest, and the wind galloped away. Qin Yun was holding a spear in his hand, and although it was only the first time he had mastered it, he only felt that he had never been more adaptable than ever. At the same time, it was the command of the cavalry, Qin Yun seemed as if he had led thousands of troops and horses to fight, under his command, the cavalry was fine-tuned, and quickly formed a sharp formation from a mass of scattered sand, and each cavalry was familiar with his new position.

The horses were faster, and the momentum of the people under his command was not scattered, but gradually gathered into a force, and the fierce murderous aura almost rose to the sky.

Jin Zhuyu was simply dumbfounded, she had never seen such a demon. It's just that by virtue of instinct, he actually twisted the strength of his subordinates into one force in the first command, and there is such a momentum, which is an insult to say that he is a famous general!

Only the generals and famous generals who have survived a hundred battles can do this! The most important thing is that the people under Qin Yun's command are not elite in a hundred battles, but some new melons and eggs that can be used as strong soldiers at the beginning, not to mention that they are also mixed with green forest characters such as He Hu and Tiezhu.

Now, all of them had gathered into a brand-new force, at the mercy of Qin Yun's arbitrary command, like an arm's command.

Suddenly, there was a burst of fire in front of me, and it was getting brighter and brighter. Qin Yun glanced ahead with a cold electric gaze, raised his spear, took a deep breath, and roared loudly: "Forward!" ”

For a while, everyone behind him hit their horses at the same time, and in the neighing of the war horses, everyone unsheathed their swords and spears and rushed straight to the front.

And almost at the same time, with the more violent sound of horses' hooves, the figures of the people on the opposite side also appeared in front of Qin Yun and the others, it was the cold-blooded black rider of Dongchang. One man and three horses, fully armed, with a total of more than 100 horses. The person on the other side also saw the figure of Qin Yun and the others, and the person who came was not good, and immediately ordered sharply: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

More than 100 riders on the opposite side, also riding horses, hooves galloping like thunder. These two teams of hundreds of riders, with Qin Yun and the yin man opposite, were about to collide head-on under the dark starry sky!

With such a short-distance cavalry hedge, whoever has a higher horse speed will have a greater impulse and will be able to take more advantage after the collision of the two armies. Although Qin Yun and the others galloped for an afternoon, they had been feeding and resting for a period of time in the evening, and the horses still maintained about eighty percent of their physical strength. On the other hand, although the other party is one person and three horses, they gallop day and night, and the horse's physical strength is only maintained at about half at most. And after galloping for a long time, the horses lost fat so much that they had no time to recover.

The two armies were only two hundred paces apart, and before they had officially collided, the rain of arrows had already come and gone at a rapid pace. The cold-blooded black cavalry of Dongchang is not only powerful in close quarters, but also a must in mounted archery. Although it can't compare to the archery skills of the black-clad archers, it is enough to dominate for a while.

However, their opponent was the Flying Feather Squad who fought against the Black-Clad Arrow Team and even won a big victory. In a few breaths, countless feather arrows poured down and rained down, instantly causing the other party to fall down. Scattered feather arrows were inserted into the earth, and the light of the torches reflected on the carefully carved steel feather arrows, reflecting the terrifying cold light.

What the Flying Feather Team is using now is the sharp arrows captured from the black-clothed arrow team, and it is really powerful, and it makes the cold-blooded black rider suffer a big loss as soon as it strikes, and it can be regarded as a little revenge for the blood feud of being sniped and pursued.

Before the shouts of the feathered arrows fell, the knights of the two armies had already collided fiercely. The neighing of the war horses, the sound of the collision of the blades of the two sides, and the screams of the armor soldiers falling off their horses suddenly roared into a ball in the sporadic firelight battlefield.

To be honest, neither side is a regular cavalry, and at most they are covered with a layer of armor, and as for the neat armor, there is no need to think about it. It's not that you can't get it, but it's too much time and drag down the horsepower, and it's completely two directions from the people in the martial arts who pursue speed and briskness. However, although the two sides are not even light horses, they are fighting together in the form of heavy horses.

In the moment of the collision, where the two armies met, dozens of war horses had already overturned. But the rest of the men and horses rushed up without hesitation, spears and lances, intertwined with each other. The long knife and sharp sword, flying and cold. Sideways, there was little room to dodge, and the blades of both sides were handed to the opponent almost simultaneously. At this moment, I don't know how many pairs of knights turned over and fell off their horses at the same time and died.

Qin Yun took the lead, and the spear in his hand entered the dragon like a dragon, and the dragon entered the sea. Everywhere they went, all the knights dismounted. On the battlefield, the role of martial arts is infinitely reduced, relying on group action. People crowd people, people pile up, and the huge momentum that sweeps is irresistible by individual ability alone, and can only be passive.

But Qin Yun didn't seem to have this restriction, the cold stars were dotted, and from time to time, a cold-blooded black horse was picked off his horse. Even if his martial arts are only inferior to him, in this battlefield, on this war horse, he is not his enemy, and in an instant, he was shot in the throat.

In the firelight, everyone gasped, everyone was covered in blood, and everyone had a sleepy beast-like expression on their faces. This is the battlefield, the darkest place in the world, where everyone is a beast, because only in this way can it be possible to live.

Qin Yun was at the front of this array of sharp arrows, breaking through the face with a point, and swept away the more than 100 cold-blooded black horsemen with the cavalry under his command like a falling leaf in the autumn wind. Qin Yun was prepared to fight unprepared, coupled with the invasion of the rain of arrows and his command martial arts, like a hot knife cutting butter, he effortlessly completely cut through the more than 100 cold-blooded black horses, and messed up the opponent's formation.

"Kill!"

Although the cold-blooded black rider is good, it seems that he has never experienced such a formation, and he is a little overwhelmed for a while. What's more, there was no real commander on the Dongchang side, and he was completely hung and beaten by Qin Yun. Devour it as much as you want, and the scattered forces were violently crushed by Qin Yun and devoured.

In a short time, there were less than forty cold-blooded black horsemen left of the original hundred people, and they were looking at their cavalry with fearful eyes after a gorgeous change of direction.