Enemies who are evenly matched will not be so easily defeated.

The attack and defense of the two armies both had their own strange strategies, and when they were evenly matched, Li Qinzai could come up with all kinds of defensive tricks, and the enemy could naturally come up with all kinds of offensive tricks.

Thousands of uncontrolled war horses rushed into the Mo sword formation together, and I have to say that this move of the enemy is very amazing.

Although Modao is invincible in this era, it also depends on the specific environment.

The 500-strong Mo Dao Formation may be able to block thousands of enemy troops who are not dying, but it is absolutely impossible to block thousands of frantic war horses.

The rush of the two is not the same nature at all.

The war horse was whipped fiercely, and the painful horse neighed in grief, and rushed towards the Tang Junmo knife formation like crazy.

Thousands of war horses galloped wildly, the battlefield raised dust, rumbling horses' hooves, war horses walked out of the yellow mist, and thousands of enemy soldiers followed with hideous faces.

Liu Renyuan's eyes were about to crack when he saw this, and he shouted: "The whole army withdraws, scattered left and right, disperse!" ”

The soldiers of the Mo Dao battalion hurriedly put away the Mo knife and galloped to the left and right, making way for the middle road for the war horses to pass through.

Feng Su, who was in the middle of the formation, grabbed Li Qinzai, almost half-dragged and half-dragged, pulled him out of the middle formation, and retreated to the right side of the battlefield in embarrassment.

However, the scope of the impact of the war horse is not only the middle formation, in the flying dust, thousands of war horses screamed out, and rushed to the front of the Tang army in the blink of an eye, no matter how the Tang army soldiers dodged, it was still like being swept by the flood that broke the embankment, and in an instant countless people were knocked away, fell to the ground heavily, and finally were trampled by the war horses.

Li Qinzai and Liu Renyuan were able to save their lives under the protection of the tribe, and their faces became more and more pale, they knew that the Mo Dao Array had been broken.

The war horses roared past and galloped into the distance, the dust on the battlefield dispersed, nearly half of the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army were lost, and many people were still seriously injured and lying on the ground, some kept vomiting blood, and some had broken their whole bodies.

At the end of the flying dust, the enemy soldiers approached silently like ghosts in the yellow mist.

Li Qinzai's eyelids jumped, and he shouted: "How many people can move?" ”

More than 400 soldiers of the Tang Army staggered to their feet, the Mo knife in their hands was on the ground, and their arms were raised with a disgraced face.

"I can still move!"

"Me!"

"And me!"

"Dog offal, if you don't kill me, I'll kill you!"

Li Qinzai looked around, and shouted, "How many people are still alive in the Modao Battalion?" Can it be formed? ”

There was silence for a moment, and more than 100 people raised their arms.

There were only more than 100 Mo swordsmen alive, and all of them were injured, many of them were even vomiting blood, and the impact of the war horses made them more or less internally injured.

Li Qinzai's eyes suddenly turned red, and after taking a deep breath, he gave up the formation of the Modao camp, which was no longer realistic.

Quickly glanced at Liu Renyuan, and each other's eyes were calm and calm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's battle is only death!" Li Qinzai raised his right hand and shouted: "Each fights for itself, and will not retreat!" ”

The battlefield was silent for a moment, and some soldiers responded weakly: "Fight to the death and don't retreat......"

"Fight to the death!"

"Only death!"

"This more than 100 catties will be sold to the family and country, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The voice went from weak to strong, from desperate to fearless, roaring one after another, like a fluorescent light in the night, unyielding and fearless, gathering into a group, competing for the bright moon.

The history books only contain emperors and generals, and how tragic their sacrifice was, but the historians were stingy with their pens.

This fluorescent light will eventually be extinguished in the long river of history, but at this moment, this light is the only torch in the long dark night of mankind.

The history books will not remember, but it has traces.

Thousands of enemy troops were approaching, and there was no need for a formation at this point.

Only about 400 people remained alive in the Tang army, and most of them were wounded.

For the enemy army, there is no suspense in annihilating the Tang army in front of him, but it is just a kung fu of slashing down.

However, just after the officers and men of the Tang Army roared loudly one by one, the enemy generals who were approaching the battlefield suddenly found that the soldiers of the Tang Army, who were exhausted and demoralized, seemed to have changed in the blink of an eye.

From them, the enemy generals sensed that a fierce battle intent was rapidly rising and exploding.

Obviously, there were only more than 400 remnants left, but the enemy generals seemed to be facing thousands of troops.

There was an inexplicable fear in my heart, as if I was shaking a towering mountain.

The general shook his head, throwing the strange anachronistic thought out of his mind.

The officers and men of the Tang Army were scattered all over the battlefield, just as Li Qinzai ordered, fighting separately without any scruples.

The two armies have always fought in battle, and once they fall to the point of fighting each other, it means that the victory or defeat of this war has almost come to an end, and there is no suspense.

Allowing the enemy army to slowly approach, the more than 400 surviving officers and soldiers of the Tang Army were unmoved, and their eyes all looked at the supreme commander on the battlefield, Li Qinzai.

Li Qinzai smiled at the corner of his mouth, slowly raised the horizontal knife in his hand, pointed to the sky, and suddenly roared.

"Kill ——!"

More than 400 soldiers finally moved, and they staggered and rushed towards the enemy.

The enemy soldiers were briefly stunned, and in such a situation, there were only a few hundred remnants left in the Tang army, and they actually dared to take the initiative to attack them......

Are they crazy, or are they underestimating their opponents too much?

The will to fall into battle, there is death but no life.

This kind of unyielding will will not be understood by the northern nomadic tribes.

The soldiers rushed towards the enemy regardless of their bodies, and Li Qinzai also slowly raised his horizontal sword.

Feng Su grabbed him and shook his head with tears.

Li Qinzai broke his hand and said with a smile: "As a member of the Li family, you have done your best, master and servant, just send it here." ”

After saying that, Li Qinzai also grabbed his knife and personally pounced on an enemy soldier.

These years have been too comfortable, and it is certainly impossible for a lazy person like Li Qinzai to take the initiative to learn any swordsmanship to kill the enemy.

At this moment, Li Qinzai copied the knife and went up, using the chaotic splitting knife method, which was original, and he couldn't copy it, and the angle of each knife was incredible.

The enemy army who was targeted by Li Qinzai was suddenly a little flustered, he had never seen such a strange knife technique to kill the enemy, there was no discipline at all, and he was a little hurried when he first handed it over.

While dodging and observing, after a few moves, the enemy finally saw that this was simply a random chop.

After it was confirmed, the enemy's eyes flashed sharply, and after dodging Li Qinzai's knife in the head, he immediately took out the knife and slashed at Li Qinzai's abdomen.

Li Qinzai's sword was not exhausted, and he could only watch as the enemy's blade slashed towards his abdomen.

At the critical moment, a broad-bladed broad-faced Mo knife blocked the enemy's fatal sword, and the gold and iron struck each other, and sparks burst out.

Li Qinzai turned his head abruptly, but saw that it was Zheng Sanlang who helped him block the knife.

Zheng Sanlang's skills are not very good, and his reaction to the enemy is even a little clumsy.

But people have a lot of strength.

As the saying goes, "one force will drop ten", fighting on the battlefield, those with great strength take advantage of it.

Sure enough, after Zheng Sanlang blocked this knife, the Mo knife in his hand was quickly withdrawn, and then he slashed at the top of the enemy's head without a head.

The enemy did not know his details, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The heavy Mo knife slashed down, and immediately cut the enemy's knife mercilessly, and the Mo knife was castrated, directly slashing into the enemy's head, instantly splitting his head in half.

The enemy died on the spot without humming, and he had a lot of strength, but he was so unreasonable.

Pulling out the Mo knife from the enemy's skull, Zheng Sanlang grinned at Li Qinzai.

"Li Shuai, in terms of strength and work, you can't do it."

Zheng Saburo shook his head authoritatively as he spoke.

Li Qinzai smiled, this product is really simple to a certain level, and there is really no difference between dignity and inferiority in his eyes.

But here and now, there is probably no need for any humility.

Just as he was about to say a few ironic words, two more enemy soldiers rushed over.

Li Qinzai just raised the knife, but saw Zheng Sanlang shouting, the Mo knife in his hand swept over, the two enemies still subconsciously raised their knives to block, and the unreasonable Mo knife broke their weapons again, and crossed their abdomen.

The two enemies froze on the spot, and they hung their heads to find that they had cut a hideous hole in their abdomen, and the internal organs and intestines were flowing down.

So the two of them didn't hum either, and fell to the ground and died.

After killing three enemy soldiers in the blink of an eye, Li Qinzai couldn't help but glance at Zheng Sanlang deeply.

If it weren't for today's desperate situation, this fool would be a rare tiger general in the army in the future, and one person would have the courage of ten thousand people.

(End of chapter)