The Yanmen Army led by Zhao Beiwang in the middle formation, after rushing out of the Tianyuan Army formation, slowed down the speed of the horses one after another, stopped in front of the rejection of the horse in the wide passage of the valley, and then turned the horse's head one after another, the front team became the rear team, and the rear formation became the front formation.

At this time, there were still a small number of elite cavalry of the Tianyuan Army on both wings, and because of the frustration in their advance, they stayed near them, and at this moment, they also turned their horses' heads and stood opposite to the Yanmen Army.

The confrontation was only for a moment, and the soldiers of the two armies who were relatively close to each other quickly rode their horses to meet each other, roaring and fighting together.

The 10,000 people who staggered with the Yanmen Army and passed by the Tianyuan Army's elite cavalry also turned their horses' heads now.

There is no need for the colonel to give orders, all the cavalry are racing against time to adjust the formation, make up for the gaps left by the battle dead, and try to align the front and back and left and right as much as possible, so as to restore the battle formation to an impregnable state.

Except for a few battles, there was a brief silence on this battlefield - on both sides of this battlefield, the two wings of the Yanmen Army that had rushed out and were killing the grassy slopes on both sides of the valley mouth.

In the middle of the two armies, on the main battlefield that had just clashed, there were dead bodies everywhere, and blood stained the grass.

Most of the armor soldiers have been silent, pillow with the war horses, some of the bones are incomplete, the scattered severed limbs and wreckage can not find the owner, the organs that exude hot air, and the fishy smell is permeated in the pool of blood.

The soldiers are like wild grass, the undead war horses let out a terrible wail, and the scattered war horses that can still stand, some of them bow their heads and sniff the corpse of their masters, and some look for their masters everywhere.

The very few cultivators who could barely stand up were all stiff and slow, and some were limping, like ghosts hidden in the mist.

The battle is far from being decided by the time of victory, and it is impossible to stop, the Yanmen army has a total of 10,000 people, except for the casualties when rushing into battle, nearly 9,000 people are all staring at the Tianyuan army.

Zhao Beiwang and other leading generals quickly ran from the end of the team to the front of the team, and re-arrived at the position of leading the troops to charge the formation, the adjustment did not last long, and before the queue was fully recovered, he led the long lance forward and shouted:

"Yanmen Army, charge into battle!"

All the red-eyed soldiers of the Yanmen Army suddenly had bruised tendons on their foreheads, clamped their legs between the horse's belly, and opened their throats and let out a heroic roar: "Kill!"

The army marched forward and increased its speed until ten thousand horses galloped, and the meadow, which had just been a little peaceful, was suddenly shaken by the sound of rumbling horses' hooves.

In the middle of the two armies of the hedge, those soldiers who are not dead are like dirt and stones on the torrent road, destined to be drowned.

When the earth shook violently again, they roared like beasts like cats whose tails had been trampled on, and with the last of their strength, raised their swords and pounced on the enemies they could see.

The only thing they could do before being crushed into pulp by the approaching waves of fine riding was to pad Dora's back alone.

Only a few lucky people, whose injuries are not rehabilitated, can be picked up by their comrades on horseback when their own cavalry arrives first, and have the possibility of fighting for a few more moments.

On the familiar battlefield, the Chinese army continued to rush and kill against its previous opponents. The Yanmen Army, which ran out on both wings, was still like the two wings stretched out by the wild goose at the beginning, but at this time it had completely separated from the Chinese army and ran counter to the Chinese army.

As they set foot on a new battlefield, the battle situation they faced was undoubtedly more brutal.

"From left to right, rush up in one word, with five hundred people as a team, line up in turn!"

After Zhao Ning broke away from the main formation, he faced the cavalry of the Tianyuan Army who were occupying the high place on the grassy slope in front and were waiting for him, and issued a military order to the Yizi battalion.

The Tianyuan army on these grassy slopes before, when they released their arrows, had already lined up part of the queue on the grassy slope, so the distance between the two sides was not far.

Seeing the B-shaped battalion and the T-shaped battalion rushing over, under the leadership of their respective centurions and thousand-commanders, the Tianyuan army also began to flat-end their spears, screaming and rushing down.

Under Zhao Ning's order, each soldier commanded by the B-word battalion quickly rushed to his position under the guidance of the commanding envoy banner. The soldier on the left was the first to engage in the battle, followed by the second from the left, the third from the left, and the fourth from the left......

The entire B-shaped battalion soon became a horizontal column from a column, and it looked like ink splashed horizontally, and there were follow-ups spread diagonally on the grassy slope.

The T-shaped battalion that followed behind the B-shaped battalion did not run up the grassy slope, but on the flat ground in front of the grassy slope, behind the B-shaped battalion, it ran straight forward in the right-hand direction, rolling up the yellow dust and rushing quickly into the distance.

On the other side of the valley pass, the elite cavalry of the Yanmen army on the left flank also fought in this formation. Obviously, in the daily training of the elite cavalry of the Yanmen army, there is a tactic to deal with the cavalry rushing down from the grassy slope and high place.

The grass slope is wide, and the slope is not steep. The difference between the top and bottom is really too big, and it is completely impossible to charge, and the Yanmen army will not come to send them to death.

From the beginning of the charge to the departure from the main formation, the B-shaped battalion has been galloping with all its might, and the speed is at the peak, although the Tianyuan army on the grassy slope is condescending, but because the distance is not long, the speed has not reached the peak when it comes down.

Rao is so, the disadvantage of charging against the trend is still inevitable, but it is not so big. The longer the climb, the slower the speed of the B-shaped battalion, and if it encounters obstacles, the speed drops suddenly.

The waves formed by the two pieces of yellow dust, one up and down, quickly collided and merged together. One by one, the cavalry carried puffs of mud and dust, stretching forward like arrows in the opponent's military formation.

Until the horse fell, the yellow arrow stopped abruptly.

At the beginning, the speed of his war horse was still very fast, and the speed of the opponent was ordinary, Zhao Ning's long lance at the flat end, relying on the strong impact force, stabbed the three Tianyuan army cavalry from the war horse in a company.

At the moment when the lance pierced the enemy's armor and entered the body and was slightly hindered, Zhao Ning took the opportunity to lift the lance back and pulled out the horse lance, bringing out a stream of blood at the same time.

When the war horse galloped in, this hot blood immediately sprayed him.

At the moment when he pulled back the horse lance, a cavalry black shadow suddenly came, magnifying like lightning in Zhao Ning's field of vision, and an iron spear came to his face in an instant, and the tip of the spear reached his chest in an instant!

That's the elite cavalry behind the previous Tian Yuan Army!

In the slightest imperceptible gap, Zhao Ning leaned his body slightly, twisted his upper body, and the tip of the spear brushed against his breastplate, and the edge blade was almost only a hair's length away from his breastplate!

The two of them crossed by the wrong horse, and there was no time to fight, Zhao Ning had just turned his body, and the spear in the hand of the next Tianyuan Army was about to stab over, Zhao Ning took advantage of the momentum of turning around, and drove his right arm to send it forward!

The spear had already reached the distance of the size in front of Zhao Ning's eyebrows, occupying a considerable field of vision of Zhao Ning, because it had crossed the focal length of his eyes, and the outline had even become a little blurry. There is no doubt that in the next moment, he will be hit!

The tip of the spear was revealed, and the true qi was like flames, obviously a talisman soldier! This spear did not pierce the chest, but it came straight to the center of Zhao Ning's eyebrows, which showed that the opponent's strength was not bad, and he had absolute confidence in himself.

If he was really hit by the other party, Zhao Ning's face armor was likely to be pierced!

In the critical situation, Zhao Ning's eyes behind the armor didn't even blink.

When he reached the tip of the spear in front of him, it was clearly within reach, but he suddenly retracted and widened the distance.

Of course, this is not the other party's mercy, but Zhao Ning's long lance in his hand stabbed the other party's chest first, and poked the other party off the horse!

This time, Zhao Ning didn't save his true qi anymore, his hand rubbed on the mallet, and the true qi instantly rose through the rune array, urging the front end of the long lance to tremble violently, and the body of the Tian Yuan Army cultivator was directly shattered!

The body of the Tianyuan Army, which exploded like a watermelon, dispersed a large cloud of blood mist, and when the fragments of armor leaves and battle robes flew, the arms that were detached from their shoulders did not know where they fell.

The galloping war horse took Zhao Ning through this blood mist, and a few pieces of colorful viscera hit Zhao Ning's armor, some were bounced out, and some were stuck to the nail leaves.

The sudden spread of blood mist temporarily obscured the field of vision, causing the spear stabbed by the latter Tian Yuan Army to lose its crosshairs.

Zhao Ning, who had been mentally prepared, was not affected, and while avoiding the spear lightly, the lance had already swept over the opponent's neck!

The follow-up soldiers of the Tianyuan Army, seeing that Zhao Ning had killed people again and again, and their bravery was unmatched, they were all furious, and they gave up attacking the other Yanmen troops, and the soldiers of the left and right teams roared and shot at Zhao Ning at the same time!

They all recognized Zhao Ning's threat and knew that they must join forces to cut Zhao Ning down first at any cost. Otherwise, not to mention how many more people Zhao Ning will kill, their lives will be difficult to preserve!

"Southern Dynasty erector, don't be arrogant!"

"Give me my life!"

Of course Zhao Ning can understand Tianyuan's words.

Seeing that the two cultivators, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed their spears at the same time, one up and one up, attacking his throat and chest and abdomen respectively, and there were more blade jungles behind him that were ready to attack and kept approaching, Zhao Ning knew that he could no longer save his true qi, and he could simply stab people on the back of his horse.

With a cold snort, Zhao Ning's feet borrowed slightly from the stirrups, his body jumped up like a bird, and the two spears that stabbed at the same time lost their target and stabbed him in the air.

Zhao Ning didn't bother with the two missing Tianyuan Army, and handed them over to his comrades behind him.

When he jumped up, the horse lance in his hand flicked upwards in front of him, hitting the chest of the second Tianyuan Army on the right, and blasting him directly out! In the flash of blood mist, the huge force made the opponent like a kite with a broken string, knocking over the two companions behind him in a row.

In the flash of lightning, the long lance swept back to the left side, opened a close spear, and also ignored the owner of the spear, Zhao Ning, who was sitting back on horseback, held the lance with both hands and pulled it from left to right!

The long lance took advantage of the situation and slammed it on the neck of the horse of the latter cavalryman, and with the strength of the Yuan Shen Realm, he directly pulled the opponent out with the horse!

The other party had already stabbed the spear of Zhao Ning's armor, and before the armor was broken, it fell because the master let go!

Even the Tianyuan Army, which flew out with people and horses, knocked several people on their backs, and the queue revealed a large gap, Zhao Ning held the reins in one hand and controlled the war horse to rush in from the gap, during which the long lance opened the bow left and right, waving like a dragon.

One after another, the knights of the Tianyuan Army were swept down from their horses by Zhao Ning, and one after another war horses were pulled out by Zhao Ning, and the swords and swords of the Tianyuan Army were no matter how dense they were, and they were also knocked out by the cavalry who were screaming and flying around.

Zhao Ning, who no longer deliberately controls the consumption of true qi, is indomitable. The lance seems to have life in his hands, sometimes there is the power of Mount Tai to the top, the blocker is invincible, and sometimes it is so fast that he can only see the afterimage, killing people invisibly!

Along the way, the soldiers of the Tianyuan Army on both sides of him flew with flesh and blood, and the remnants of the severed limbs continued to rise into the air, and the blood rain was handful after handful, and it was doubly gorgeous and demonic in the miserable howl, and it also drenched him.

If he advanced more than thirty steps, behind Zhao Ning, the broken corpses and blood left behind had already formed a stream.

At this moment, Zhao Ninghu's heart tightened, and the battlefield intuition accumulated in the ten years of national war in his previous life made him keenly feel that the danger was approaching rapidly!

Looking at the front, I saw that there were already masters of the Yuan God Realm, jumping up from their horses and slaughtering him!