"What about the cavalry! Charge me and crush him! ”

Ge Shuhan yelled, roared out the worry in his heart, and roared out the fear in his heart!

Under the roar of Geshuhan, the distracted Turkic soldiers came back to their senses, turned on their horses, and the infantry phalanx in front skillfully opened a gap, allowing the cavalry to pass through, obviously not the first time they had done this.

"Quick! The infantry phalanx pressed! ”

Ge Shuhan, who was still not at ease, continued to order.

Looking at the arrows that stopped in front of him and the cavalry rushing towards him, Chen Mo carried his right hand holding the flowing fire, his figure suddenly burst out, and his left hand stretched forward and moved slightly.

The palm that seemed to have little strength fell on the horse's neck, and the gentle movement fell on the cavalry like caressing Mo Airen, and it was like a car accident, and under the great force, it was hit by the men and horses and flew out, and one man and one horse knocked down the comrades in the rear, and more of the horse's hooves ran over them.

Chen Mo slid through the gap between the cavalry, and at the same time shot the cavalry who swung his sword away, and went straight up against the torrent of steel.

And as Chen Mo approached the infantry formation, the aura of slaughter and blood came to his face, if he was a newcomer who had never been on the battlefield, he would inevitably be taken by the momentum, and his hands and feet would be greatly reduced.

Of course, these momentum did not affect Chen Mo, but Chen Mo's astonishing eyes saw the fear deep in the eyes of the Turkic soldiers blocking the front through the gap.

Even the dead soldiers who regard death as their home will have mood swings when facing death, and they can't do it without waves, let alone ordinary soldiers.

It's just that the comrades-in-arms nearby, the weapons in their hands, the war supervisors in the rear, and the ardent expectation of meritorious service made them stand in front of Chen Mo.

Breaking through the cavalry defense line, Chen Mo ran head-on into the infantry phalanx, unlike the cavalry who was temporarily transferred and could not be stabbed with all his strength, the infantry phalanx had plenty of time to arrange the troops and adjust the state.

However, after bumping into Chen Mo head-on, all the arrangements became empty talk!

Facing the infantry with swords and shields, Chen Moke was not as "gentle" as he was in the face of the cavalry, and directly protected the true qi of the body outside his body, like a snowplow, and all the obstacles in front of him were brutally knocked away.

The body method is unfolded, and there is no longer the clear spirit and elegance just now, like a heavy roller, leaving deep footprints on the ground, and every time it lands, it can explode a half-foot-deep hole.

"Great Khan, bad Great Khan, someone has broken into the battle!"

Suddenly, someone broke into the king's tent in a panic, and Shibi Khan looked at him with displeasure and interrupted the conversation between himself and the generals, vaguely remembering that the other party seemed to be Geshuhan's guard.

It's just that Ge Shuhan is becoming more and more disagreeable, and the people around him are even more impetuous, just breaking into battle, can the people in Yanmen Pass still turn the sky upside down? Yes, it's a catastrophe!

It's a pity that Shibi Khan didn't know that if he ran away at this time, this siege would be self-defeating, and Chen Mo didn't bother to strangle it

Although Shibi Khan was in a bad mood, but he sat in a high position, who was brainless, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and prepared to settle accounts after the autumn, and scolded quite majestically, "What is there to panic about, how many troops has the Sui army invested?" ”

was reprimanded like this, the herald's momentum was suppressed, and he said "one" weakly

"You say it again?"

"There is only one person, Great Khan!"

Shibi Khan is not a lonely and unheard person, because of Bi Xuan, he sits firmly on the throne of Khan, he knows very well the combat power of a great grandmaster, but Bi Xuan also told him that although the great grandmaster can ignore the army to a certain extent, but even he, after being surrounded by the group, he can only end up with hatred.

It seems that at least one of the grandmaster-level figures, but you may have been killed by you in your sneak attack on this Khan at night, but it is a pity that you chose such an unwise act, and you dared to challenge hundreds of thousands of troops single-handedly, which is simply self-defeating.

After twisting his beard and thinking for a while, Shibi Khan waved his hand and took the lead out of the king's tent, "All of you will gather your troops and horses, and go with Ben Khan to besiege and kill the masters of the Sui Court." ”

Originally, the non-stop attack every day, the generals who were a little lacking in interest were overjoyed when they heard this, this is a rare after-dinner show, how can you miss it.

At this moment, Chen Mo has been surrounded by three layers of Turkic soldiers, which is also deliberately done by Chen Mo, he has no idea what kind of bird Shibi Khan has grown into, even if he breaks through the defense line of the vanguard army, it is useless.

After all, he is only fighting alone, and he can't kill the leader of the other party, so even if all the results can hit the morale of the other party, it is insignificant to Yanmen Pass, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and he has no slaughtering skills, and the soldiers who can kill are limited.

Chen Mo held the flowing fire and waved his right hand, spun around like a big windmill, slashed the weapons, armor and flesh around him like cutting tofu, and emptied the space around him, the blood shot out but did not get close to the slightest, pretending to take a few breaths on his mouth, and slapped out his left hand, killing the Turkic soldiers who were close to him in this gap.

Although Chen Mo's acting skills are clumsy, there is no sweat on his face, and there is no dust on his body, there are still a lot of people who believe that he consumes a lot, this is not a world where the grass is mowed, although his personal force is strong, but it has not reached the point of exaggeration.

If a person is surrounded by military opponents and kills hundreds of people without breath, it will cause the hearts of ordinary people to collapse, fear breeds, panic spreads, and morale collapses.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! He's dying, keep going! ”

"Kill, kill, avenge the tragic death of your brother."

Words like these came from behind, keeping the morale within a certain range.

Although he was in the center of the battlefield, Chen Mo still watched and listened to all directions, always paying attention to the changes in the battlefield.

After fighting for a long time of incense, he felt several people sitting on horseback on a hill eight hundred feet away, and the kind of annoying gaze that regarded him as an ant was quite obvious. Pointing at himself who was surrounded in the center of the battlefield, he looked superior.

It's not in vain that I'm putting on a show like this, it seems that the person I'm waiting for is you, and the most central one is undoubtedly Shibi Khan, Chen Mo thought to himself.

"Roar!"

Chen Mo, who was originally fighting, suddenly stood still in place, his chest rose and fell, and the Turkic soldiers thought it was a sign of physical exhaustion, and Zhenzun stepped forward to take advantage of it.

But seeing that the other party took a sharp breath, his chest bulged high, he shouted in a deep voice, a violent roar, and a terrifying sound wave came out of his mouth, and the terrifying sound wave spread out from the center of the battlefield in all directions, and the lion's roar under the blessing of true qi showed its extraordinary lethality.