Chapter 30: Rushing, Advancing and Not Retreating (2)

At 9:59 p.m., it was only an hour before the mission was completely over.

Changed to usual, an hour is enough time for Hu Biao and their dicks, to match the last LOL game, and then play a good game.

But now, every minute feels like a year for them.

In the second cavalry team of their Xuange battalion, the last horse was now left with its whole body on fire, and in the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground in a wail, and its body twitched weakly.

At the same time, a Turkic cavalry of more than 100 people in front of him had already rushed to a place more than 100 meters away.

At such a distance, in the case of the horses of the two sides galloping towards each other, it was only a few breaths before they collided.

At this moment, the arrowhead of the entire cavalry team, with seven or eight arrows stuck in his body, quickly grabbed a well-wound crossbow hanging from the saddle and pulled the trigger of his fingertips.

An instant later, a bearded Turk who was leading the way on the opposite side fell from his horse in a burst of screams.

On the left cheek of his face, a crossbow bolt had already pierced deep into it.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Zhang Tiezhu decisively let go of the crossbow and let it fall under the horse; Then he finally picked up the horse lance with both hands, and directly smashed into the enemy line with the sharp tip of the lance.

And in the position behind Zhang Tiezhu, the one-eyed dragon and Liang Daya and others also made the same action.

The only difference is that the one-eyed dragon, which is the strongest marksman in the Xuange camp, has used his unique skill to press the bottom of the box at this moment.

Three sharp arrows were caught in his right hand, and after a string of beads was shot, he actually put three people in a row on horseback; After shooting, the backhand is a horizontal knife.

In this way, the second cavalry team was like an arrow team, killing into the enemy cavalry in front of several times.

Then, in Hu Biao's ears, all kinds of screams, shouts, the sound of gold and iron colliding, and the sound of heavy objects falling off the war horse were immediately intertwined.

As for more content, the rookie's eyes were dazzling for a while, and they couldn't work at all.

The only thing he could see clearly was that in the sound of 'click~', the head of an old pawn on his side, who was called 'Zhu Daring', drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground grazing his horse's head.

Hu Biao saw it quite clearly, even if his skull was cut off.

The frozen expression on Zhu Daring's face was still in his beard, full of uncompromising murderous aura.

At most, a few seconds later, desperately driving the war horse towards the opponent to kill the two sides in the past, the two teams have already staggered.

The second cavalry team has already broken through several times the opponent.

It stands to reason that the Turkic cavalry, which had just hedged against them, was temporarily thrown off; Because the opponent needs to reduce the speed of the horse, turn around, form a team, and then catch up, this series of adjustments will take a process.

In a short period of time, it is impossible to threaten Hu Biao and them.

Just to do this, the 2nd Cavalry of the Xuange Battalion paid a great price.

There are still 22 people left in the team, and there is only Zhang Tiezhu, who has one left arm, holding the baby horse lance that he treats as his wife in one hand.

Against the team that has now lost one-third of its staff, almost everyone on the periphery of the arrow array is wounded.

He didn't look back and yelled: "Keep rushing, the Xuange camp has advanced and not retreated~"

After Huang Yizhi and Wolf Qing glanced at each other, they didn't know what they were scolding and grinning in, but with the other two netizens, the group of four still slapped their horses in embarrassment and stepped forward to make up for it, so that the broken arrow blade took shape again......

Two minutes later, there was another Tuyuhun cavalry of seventy or eighty people, and in the situation of desperately whipping the war horse, they stabbed and stabbed to the ground.

The one who didn't die was blocked in front of everyone again.

Zhang Tiezhu, who took the lead, suddenly threw the horse lance in his hand, and directly stabbed and stabbed an opponent wearing leather armor in front of him.

With his backhand, he pulled out a spare horizontal knife from the edge of the saddle.

But in the next second, Zhang Tiezhu had a terrifying face with a scar, and it was even more infiltrating because of the distortion.

A Tuyuhun man who came from the left side, the spear in his hand had pierced deep into his waist through the gap between the armor.

Suddenly, Zhang Tiezhu and Zhang Tou, this old pawn who was once so strong that he seemed to be omnipotent in the eyes of Hu Biao's rookie turned over and fell off the horse.

His only left arm at the time of the fall was still grasping the barrel of the gun that pierced into his waist, and he fell from the horse with the opponent who had not had time to let go of the weapon.

Then, no one went to save him.

It's not that he doesn't want to save it, but before he set off, Zhang Tiezhu explained to everyone that except for Hu Biao, who was carrying a burden, no matter who else fell off the horse, they should not be rescued.

That would have no other effect than the death of one more person.

Seeing this, Liang Daya, who was closest to him, kicked the horse's belly with both legs hard, making the originally galloping war horse under his crotch a little faster, and then pressed against the arrow where Zhang Tiezhu was.

The horizontal knife in his hand slashed into the face of another Tuyuhun man.

At the same time, in his mouth, he used the same tone as Zhang Tiezhu, and roared out of his mouth: "Chong, Xuange Camp has advanced and not retreated." ”

From the cry in the roar, it showed that he didn't want to save Zhang Tiezhu, an old man who had been for decades, but he just knew that he couldn't save it.

Just a few seconds later, this wave of Tuyuhun cavalry was killed by the second cavalry team.

It's just that at such a time, there are only 18 people left in the team, and 4 people have died in battle, including Huang Yizhi, a fat man of more than 200 pounds.

His nimble body on the ground, after changing to a bumpy horseback, was called a terribly sluggish.

This unfortunate bastard, after being smashed on the helmet with a hammer, the iron helmet was dented in a large chunk; So Huang Yizhi died on the spot, with a look of horror and anger on his face.

Frightened, that's scared.

Angry words? It was a second before he died, a shot stabbed on the back of a bumpy horse, and the head didn't know where it had been, and it didn't even hurt the opponent's hair.

Special! Who has encountered this kind of thing and is not so aggrieved?

For the remaining netizens, they are facing a more cruel problem after killing through the enemy formation, and there are only 6 veterans left, and they can't maintain the arrow formation at all.

After glancing at each other, Cang Guan, Feng Rui, and several other netizens didn't know what to scold in their mouths.

They all struggled to control the war horses under their crotches, and they also took the position of the mutilated arrow array.

Even if they actually know that as a rookie, their performance should not be much stronger than Huang Yizhi; But at such a time, there is an inexplicable force that makes them brave.

******

In the next ten minutes or so, Hu Biao's team had two more battles with the Tibetans on the way forward.

Under every brief collision, it is incomparably bloody and cruel.

For example, the Tibetans are good at wielding a weapon called Wuduo, which is actually a stone-throwing bag used to throw stones, spinning and throwing a stone.

Don't look at using this thing on the battlefield, it's even a little ridiculous to say; But the lethality caused is not ridiculous at all, and it is very deadly.

The stones thrown by the Tubo people with Wuduo are about the size of a ping-pong ball, and the accuracy on the head is a little terrifying.

When the two sides were about thirty meters apart, a pile of black stones flew over; Liang Daya in the arrow position, after being hit on the door, the iconic front teeth were knocked off.

Under the severe pain, one lost his mind, and was stabbed by two spears, and directly stabbed off the war horse.

The one-eyed dragon didn't even think about it, and just went up to it.

But before that, there were more than a dozen wounds on his body, and soon after, with unwillingness in his eyes, he fell off his horse.

At this point, all the veterans of the second cavalry team of the Xuange battalion were killed, and among the netizens who still had 8 people left, Fengrui instinctively took the position of the arrow.

Let the rest of the people barely maintain the appearance of an arrow array.

At the moment when he went up, Feng Rui, like every old soldier who went up, also roared out of his mouth: "Chong, Xuange camp has advanced but not retreated~"

The difference is that after a maximum of two seconds, his Heavenly Spirit Gai will be smashed to pieces by the enemy general.

I don't know if it's the other party's fast movements, anyway, at the moment of death, Feng Rui was still thinking about the position behind him, and the little brother Wolf Qing who went to the sewage treatment plant would and could take his place in time.

Because at this moment, all consciousness was completely lost in his mind.

didn't hear Wolf Qing's mouth, and shouted out such a sentence of Xuange Ying's password intertwined with blood and tears......

Of course, Wolf Qing shouted, because only by shouting this sentence 'Chong, Xuange Camp has advanced and not retreated', can he overcome the fear in his heart.

And when Wolf Qing went up, the warehouse manager in the position behind him was actually ready to take over.

If they are rookies, they will be prepared to die in a blink of an eye under the hedge of the strong Tibetan people.

But even so, they couldn't stop the pace of their whipping and charging horses; Because he didn't know when it started, he already regarded himself as a member of the Xuange camp.