The blade of the axe went down like a bamboo, like a hot knife like cheese, and there was no obstacle at all.

When the human body was cut open, Liu Jian took advantage of the situation and took back the expedition, and the beheaded corpse was divided into two halves, one left and one right fell from the horse, scattered internal organs, bursting brains, staining a bloody apocalypse.

"The first one!" Liu Jian counted silently.

The tragic scene and the cruel atmosphere were wanton, which not only shocked Zoka's Karasa, but also boosted the morale of Liu Jian's side.

"Kill!"

Although there was a four-fold difference in troops, the strong leader, the morale of the people, and the advantage of geography all gave Liu Jian's side a temporary advantage.

Liu Jian jumped from the conquering king, although the conquering king was fast and powerful, but now the scorching and entangled battle situation, the wet grass and soil by the river are not suitable for the horse station charge, but the foot combat is more reliable.

The conquest of more than 400 catties was waved with Liu Jian's strength of more than 1,000 catties, and suddenly set off a bloody storm on the clear river bank. There is no need for any martial arts at all, as long as the blade of the dark iron axe that is tough and sharp to the extreme touches, whether it is a person or a knife, it will only have the fate of being cut open. It doesn't even need to be a blade at all, and if it is hit by the handle of a halberd, the huge destructive power is not something that ordinary human bodies can withstand.

"The second, the third!"

Liu Jian roared angrily, and the attack was sharp, cutting off the heads of the two Dothraki cavalrymen side by side!

Immediately after stretching out his right hand, he grabbed a Yarak scimitar that was slashing at him, and let the other two fall on his shoulder, slashing out a roar like a steel strike, leaving two piercing white marks, and in the shocked gaze of the roaring warriors around him, Liu Jian jerked the axe in his hand backwards. The spikes at the bottom of the conquest, which resembled the fangs of a viper, burst through the mouth of a roaring warrior of Dothraki who had come around from behind Liu Jianjian and wanted to sneak up on him from behind, shattering his full white fangs, piercing through his mouth and throat, and finally through the back of its neck.

"The fourth!"

Meanwhile. The left hand holding Arrak's scimitar pulled sharply, and the strong force immediately made the Dothraki roaring warrior standing on the horse unable to stabilize his body, and staggered off his horse. In fact, if it hadn't let go of his hands holding the knife in time, his situation would have been even more miserable.

But now, there is no other difference.

Liu Jian took a step forward and kicked him in the chest, directly denting the chest where he was kicked, and the broken ribs pierced into his internal organs like a dagger. Only a mouthful of blood mixed with the scraps of internal organs spurted out, and he lay on the ground without moving.

"The fifth!"

"Suck~~~~" Liu Jian took a deep breath.

"Who else!"

The angry eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, the power to pull out the mountain, the invulnerable body, and the invincible momentum in the world.

The roaring warrior of Dothraki, who was besieging Liu Jian, couldn't help but ask himself, "...... Can you really win? ”

One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Liu Jian, who was standing at the water's edge, is now having such an effect.

Morale is a very subtle and unquantifiable thing, but it does work a lot on the battlefield. When an army is demoralized, they fight as if their enemies were wearing cursed armor. At the beginning of the battle, a series of negative buffs were applied, including weakness, curse, slowdown, and catastrophe. And the army with high morale is like its own heroes equipped with the Angel Alliance. Not to mention that it will not be demoralized at all, as soon as it comes up, it will be buffed by an expert-level prayer, and the offensive and defensive speed will increase in an all-round way, and there is a certain chance of being an expert-level bloodthirsty fanaticism when the battle is in full swing...... This was the case with Liu Jian and Zokka's army now, when Liu Jian was in charge on the bank of the river, and every time he swung his axe, he would bring up severed limbs and stumps and flying internal organs exposed to the air. This near-invincibility had both positive and negative encouraging effects on both sides of the battle.

In the end, Zoka's roaring warriors didn't even dare to approach Liu Jian's side, there was often not a single enemy within three meters of him, and the occasional enemy who fell within Liu Jian's attack range would soon become corpses on the ground. Despite the superiority in numbers, but on the scene. Instead of appearing to be on the underdog, some of the roaring warriors began to flee timidly.

But it looks like it's just what it looks like.

A fourfold superiority in forces is no joke.

The huge difference in strength allowed Zokka's Karasa to calmly encircle Liu Jian's army.

"It's been almost an hour." Continuing to wave his hand wildly to conquer, Liu Jian thought silently.

Although his cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar had reached the seventh level, except for the door of the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest, the rest of his body was invulnerable.

For two hours, Liu Jian had killed many people in the campaign, and he himself couldn't remember it clearly.

At the beginning, he was still counting, but when he reached the fiftieth count, Liu Jian was finally tired of counting, and he didn't have the spare time to continue counting.

He's a little tired!

Although it has far more force than ordinary people and strong internal force, but internal force, after all, it is impossible to transform it into physical strength. Liu Jian was stuck on the bank of the river from the beginning of the battle, like an unwavering reef in the midst of the earth-shattering waves, firmly intercepting Zoka's Karasa on the bank of the river, but his physical strength had been consumed by the fierce battle for an hour in a row.

Within an hour, Zoka's Karasa was almost completely in the middle of the crossing, either just on the river bank and firmly stopped by Liu Jian, or still swimming in the icy water. Zokka's initial exuberance has fallen to a low point in Liu Jian's continuous suppression, and launching a surprise attack at this time is undoubtedly the best choice.

Will Cheng Caiwei attack at this time?

The answer is no doubt, yes!

On the other side, the sound of horses' hooves came without warning, and even attracted many of the roaring warriors of Zoka Karasa to turn their heads to see what was going on the other side. There, a cavalry smoky cavalry was rushing towards the makeshift camp in Zoka Karasa. Because all the roaring warriors had been thrown into the brutal battle to cross the river, the makeshift camp was filled with only slaves, old men, children, and women, and it was almost like an undefended city.

Cheng Caiwei's strange soldier is finally here!

The cavalry galloping on horseback came up from under the river, and between the two options of joining the battlefield and sneaking up on the weak point, Cheng Caiwei wisely chose the second one.

The camp was raided, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back. (To be continued.) )