The sound of shouts of killing, the grinding of scimitars into the body, and the screams of the wounded were endless. After throwing a wave of spears, the three teams rushed into the convoy without hesitation, dividing the entire team into three sections.

The light of the scimitar flickered from time to time, cutting into the flesh of the person, bringing out patches of blood. In the narrow valley, with the help of the horse's momentum, the impact of crushing the opponent can only be a single blow, and the next thing can only be a face-to-face hard fight, using the knife in his hand to wear down the opponent's life little by little.

After a short period of panic, the people of the Mo branch family quickly reorganized the defense line by taking advantage of the blockage of the carriage. Launch a counterattack against the villagers who pounced.

The shepherds who can join the family soldiers, which are not trained from a young age and selected layer by layer. After becoming a soldier, he will receive the lord's salary, be exempt from taxes, and will also be given a small piece of land. It is from this that many small families have made their fortunes, squeezing out other families little by little and becoming new magnates.

These soldiers shouted at each other, and soon reorganized into small groups one by one, supporting each other, skillfully filling their positions, even in the case of a small number of people, they also seemed quite confident.

They also saw that these sudden ambushes were not stronger than themselves in numbers. As long as you hold on, I believe that my companions will come to support soon.

As for the villagers brought by Wu Gan, most of them were in groups of three, and every nine people formed a large group. There are main attacks, strategies, and defenses here, which are similar to the opponent's style of play. Three groups of men and horses tried their best to move closer to their companions, in order to form a circle as soon as possible.

Yang Zheng led Lingyun Eight Horsemen, constantly impacting the convoy in a sharp and sagittal shape, trying his best to intercept the castration of the opposing convoy. Due to the narrow terrain, these nine people were like a wall, blocking the direction of the convoy and preventing it from taking a single step.

Zhuoke and Ha Ying, two good friends, rushed to the arrows of the sharp arrows from time to time. If you look at it with your divine sense, you can find that there is a hidden flow of qi between these eight people, like a big net, closely linking the eight people.

This is exactly the effect of the Li Inscription, which can connect the essence of the eight people. If you need to charge, you can bless someone with the spirit of the other seven people and break through the opponent's formation in one fell swoop.

However, gathering so much essence in one person, with the cultivation of Zhuo Ke and Ha Ying, could not support it for too long, so the two could only take turns in the arrow position.

These eight horsemen train together on weekdays, and Wu Yan has always been willing to invest in them, and a lot of resources have been sprinkled into them, and today it really has an effect. The eight people advanced step by step, not only blocking the advance of the family soldiers, but also constantly compressing the battle line inward.

Unlike the scimitars of other people's uniforms, these eight horsemen are equipped with different weapons according to their preferences. For example, Zhuo Ke also uses a knife from Wu Gan, but it is much longer, and he needs to hold the knife with both hands when fighting.

A tall soldier rushed over, his mace whistling at Zork. In terms of size, the other party is half as tall as Zhuoke. And looking at his cultivation, it is also a realm higher than Zhuo Ke.

"Up." Zhuo Ke let out a loud shout, and under the blessing of the strong inscription, his arms suddenly thickened, his face was covered with green tendons, and his temples jumped suddenly. With his current body, it was still a little difficult to bear so much essence.

The long knife in his hand slashed upwards and slammed into the mace. After a loud bang, Zhuo Ke's body shrank violently, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was already suffering internal injuries.

It's just that the soldiers on the opposite side are not comfortable, the mace is exploded high, and the body falls backwards.

"Rise again." Regardless of his own injuries, Zhuo Ke did not retreat but advanced, and forced in front of the opponent with an arrow step, and the seven people behind him also followed synchronously. The long knife flashed, stuck to the edge of the mace, and slashed at the opponent's chest.

The blade sliced through the opponent's armor, severing his sternum, and slashing him in two from his left shoulder to his right ribs.

After the blow, Drok turned pale, and blood continued to flow down his face, looking very hideous.

"Stand back, I'll come." Ha Ying knew that his friend had reached the limit, so he hurriedly stepped forward to change positions to prevent another opponent from coming up and taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Yang Zheng shook the belt in his hand, stopped a soldier who wanted to sneak up from the side, and gave Zhuo Ke a thumbs up. I have to say that although the Lingyun Eight Cavalry still doesn't show much power now, over time, I believe that their fame will become a well-known existence in Kuntianzhou.

Compared with the advance of Lingyun Eight Cavalry, the most difficult thing is Xue Xin's team, and there are relatively more Terrans in his team.

These people can be captured by thieves to Kuntianzhou, their strength is not strong, and the training time is still short, so it is very difficult to deal with it.

Xue Xin led people to try his best to get closer to the middle of the leopard, in all fairness, he still wanted to let go of the tail of the team, so that the opponent had a chance to escape, so that his subordinates would face less pressure.

Facing the tall opponent, Xue Xin's formation gradually became a little scattered, and casualties began to appear. Some people have already messed up the rules, slashing and running, not only did not control the enemy, but blocked the offensive line of their teammates.

Combat is like that, except for the natural talent to kill, most people will be afraid when facing a living opponent, facing a torn limb, and facing an instant death. Especially when the battle situation is stalemate, in addition to the combat experience, it also tests the morale, perseverance and endurance of a team.

But right now, Xue Xin's subordinates fell into this unbearable anxiety after experiencing a wave of charges and initial exuberance. Some of the people in the team couldn't hold on, and the whole formation was squeezed and retreated in the direction of the high slope.

Xue Xin's face became ugly, he stabbed left and right, and shouted to his subordinates, trying his best to gather the team.

A spear pierced from the side, and the soldiers had already seen that this burly Terran was the leader of the group, so they moved closer to him.

Xue Xin's body flashed, he clamped the spear that had arrived in front of him under his armpit, grabbed the iron rod of the spear, roared angrily, and pulled the opponent out of the horse with one arm, lifted the spear into the air, and then threw it heavily towards a carriage.

The carriage shattered in response, the goods on the carriage were scattered all over the ground, and the soldier's body twitched sharply, even though he was protected by armor on the outside, but his internal organs could not withstand such a big impact, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and he died on the spot with his head tilted.

For a moment, the surroundings stopped for a moment, and the soldiers looked at this god-like human race in horror, and involuntarily moved away from it.

With a shake of the lance, Xue Xin roared and pounced on the surrounding soldiers again. The villagers, who were already in disarray, also regained some confidence, urged the horses to follow closely, and the battle situation was stalemate again.

Wu Gen rode a horse and stood at the end of the team, looking at the battle situation in front of him with an expressionless face, and did not mean to step forward to help in the battle.

No team can become an iron army and a heroic division that cannot be defeated without experiencing the test of blood and fire, without the torment between life and death, and without the breath that survives in the face of despair.

In other words, with the scale of more than 50 people in Wu Gan, it is still far from the strength of the male division or something. But any army is small and large, and the first people who survived were the seeds, and the qualities they gathered would greatly influence the people who came after them.

The so-called division of a hundred battles, a division that always wins, regardless of factors such as equipment, soldiers, supplies, and command, the most important thing is the soul of the army, that is, the inherent quality of this army that is not afraid of death, moves forward, and dares to defy all strong enemies.

The spirit of the army sounds ethereal, but it is a real existence, you can see it in the daily behavior of the army, you can see it in the battle, you can see it when you are in danger, this is the foundation of the real existence of an army.

Wu Gen didn't learn anything in the Shenwu Academy, so he attached great importance to this team, just to temper his quality and condense the military soul in such a life-and-death battle.

It's just that, judging from the current battle, there is still a long way to go from his own thoughts. There is no way to do this, just as no one is born to read and write, and no one will kill people in the first place, but only through fighting again and again to accumulate such qualities.

There were several family soldiers running in the direction of Wu Gan, and they didn't dare to underestimate this lonely young man who blocked the way out. Anyone who dares to face the enemy alone is either a fool or has a good cultivation.

Judging from the performance of the people who attacked the convoy today, it is obvious that the latter is more likely to be, so as soon as they make a move, they will prepare several people to surround and kill.

Wu Yan pulled out the broken knife and waved it in front of him, and ten steps away from the mount, a straight horizontal ditch appeared.

"Death to those who cross the line." Wu Yan spoke indifferently.

The soldiers glanced at each other, gritted their teeth and rushed forward. There is still a way to survive when you rush out, and if you can't get out, you can only die here.

Wu Gan's eyes narrowed, and he clamped the horse under him hard, and the horse neighed and stood up, and suddenly jumped forward with a big step, and in an instant, he was confronted by those soldiers.

One soldier brandished a long knife and slashed at Wu Gan's front, another raised his spear and stabbed Wu Gan's ribs from the side, and another raised his knife and slashed at Wu Gan's mount.

The three of them can be said to cooperate very tacitly, with the main and secondary, and the attack and the auxiliary. Such a hasty cooperation also shows the tactical literacy of these people.

Wu Gen raised the broken knife, it is said that such a short knife is really unwise to apply it to horse warfare. With a slash, the broken knife burst out with a fierce knife aura, hitting the family soldiers directly opposite. The knife qi is nearly one zhang, which can make up for the defects of the broken knife.

With a click, the long knife in the soldier's hand was cut in two. After a pause, he slashed at the opponent's neck, which was the weakest place in the cavalry's defense. A head flew high, and the headless corpse on the horse ran a few steps forward with the war horse before falling headlong under the horse.

At the same time, Wu Gan's body twisted and grabbed the spear on his side. With a slight swing of his arm, the opponent's gun was taken off. Wu Yan slammed back, and the iron rod of the spear hit the chest of the soldier, stabbing it directly away from the horse's body, and one foot was still hanging on the stirrup.

It's just that its mount is still galloping, and the huge hooves of the horses are stepping on the domestic soldiers, and even the armor is deformed, and it is impossible to live.

As for the soldier who was sneaking up on the war horse under Wu Gan's crotch, he saw that the long knife was about to touch the horse's body, and suddenly a small knife qi struck, just hitting his own blade.

This soldier couldn't help but be stunned, it is said that Wu Gen was dealing with the other two at this time, and he did not make a move on himself, where did this sword qi come from. At such a moment, Wu Yan had already returned his hand, and the broken knife slashed back, and the knife qi swept past the blade of the family soldier, cutting off his right arm holding the knife on the spot, and cutting deep into his chest.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Gan slashed three people.

Wu Jian looked at the knife in his hand and shook his head slightly. Fang Cai himself imitated Du Ren's knife technique, and slashed multiple blows in one stroke.

This knife technique requires a very delicate application of strength and muscle power, and it is necessary to judge the opponent's weaknesses in an instant. Once the technique is completed, one person can also be comfortable against multiple opponents.

It's just a pity that Wu Gan's technique is still a little rough, and he is not as handy as Du Ren.

At this time, the soldiers on the opposite side finally knew that the person in front of them was by no means comparable to their own, so they shouted, and several people turned around and fled backwards.

Wu Gen crossed the ditch he had just drawn and took another ten steps forward. With a wave of his hand, another horizontal groove appeared in front of him. At this time, no one dared to cross this line of life, and the soldiers kept retreating, huddled together in the narrow valley, and the formation was in great confusion for a while.

After waiting for a moment and observing the situation, Wu Jian urged his horse again and took ten steps forward. Although it was not launched, the deterrence brought by this move made the soldiers on the opposite side more and more chaotic, desperately squeezing into the depths of the valley, and people were constantly being squeezed down by their own families or killed by villagers.

It's done, Wu Yan gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.