The real battle began.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves and the array of mounted spears without gaps had a terrifying sense of oppression, and the minions in front of the cavalry were all trembling, and they couldn't imagine what it would be like to be hit by such a forest of guns, whether they would be blown into blood foam in an instant, or would they be strung high on the barrel of a gun?

"I surrender!

Dozens of bandits who fled the team widened their eyes and fell to the frosted ground with their faces full of incredulity, this scene made the minions behind them tremble, they knew that the black arrow was not fired by the Southern Ming Army, but came from the group of burly, fierce Shanjing people behind them.

"Retreat, kill, flee, kill, surrender, kill!" a bear-helmeted man said three words in a row, causing the bandits to tremble again, they knew that they could not outrun the sharp arrows from behind, and could only use their bodies to resist the spears and iron hooves from the front, although this was also a dead end.

A group of mountain warriors looked cold, and under the arch of the bandits in front of them, they drew their longbows, and aimed their dark and wide arrows at the galloping Nanming cavalry, in their eyes, these murderous black-armored cavalry were no different from the prey running wildly in the mountains, when the sharp arrows that could hunt wild boars and even rhinoceros and other giant beasts were out of the string, these cavalry would definitely fall in pieces.

It's closer, it's closer, it's already ready to hunt, the corners of the commander's mouth rose, and he let out a cold shout: "Let's go!"

The bowstrings rang out in unison, thousands of arrows were fired in unison, and the black and oppressive arrow rain covered the sky...... This is a terrifying sight that once made the bandits desperate, and now it has been returned to the Nanming cavalry tenfold!

"Raise the shield!" The almost hoarse order sounded in the rain of arrows, and the Nanming cavalry raised their left hands one after another, covering their chests and necks with round shields, but the spear held in their right hands did not waver at all!

With the sound of thousands of gold and iron resonating in unison, the round shields of the first few rows of cavalry were shot into hedgehogs, and these dark arrows were so powerful that they would penetrate into the steel shield, and even penetrate the steel shield and fine iron armor and bloom a delicate blood flower on the soldier's chest.

He was shot through a steel shield, killed a horse, and shot through the skull in the eye...... Even the elite of the Nanming cavalry was shot and killed in the first rain of arrows, which was a record that the two thousand bandits could not make before!

"Rush!" Mo Yingyong's roar sounded, to him every soldier is like a relative and brother, how can his heart not hurt? But this is the battlefield, there is no time to be sad and hesitate, otherwise you will become the next victim!

"Release!" and even the voice with excitement sounded again from the mountain warriors, and it was covered with a rain of arrows, covering the sky and the sun!

In the rain of arrows, Mo Yingyong roared, and the halberd in his hand stabbed out into the sky, surging into a blue barrier, intercepting and crushing hundreds of black arrows, and other strong people in the Golden Body Realm shot at the same time, resisting the rain of arrows with the majesty of the Golden Body Realm, and the rain of black arrows was either crushed or bounced off, and nearly half of them were destroyed for a while, and the rest of the arrows were also reduced in power.

But even so, there was still a steel shield that was blown apart by the black arrow, and the rider behind the shield fell off his horse without even snorting, and the arrow came with a spiral force, and the terrifying power made the target explode into a blood mist, and the shattered gold and iron also shot and injured the soldiers around him.

Even if the Golden Body Realm powerhouse made a move, the damage caused by this wave of arrow rain was even more severe than the previous wave, because the two armies were closer, and the strong people of the Shanjing Clan also made a move!

"Haha, what Nanming cavalry, dare to shoot our Zhushan heroes, under the arrows of our Shanjing clan, it is not much different from the roe deer and hares!"

"Yes, bring the prey back later, and give the hounds something good!"

A burst of unbridled ridicule came from the side of the Shanjing warriors, this kind of ridicule and shame made the Nanming cavalry blood and red eyes, they who had easily shot the bandits were shot down in pieces and so insulted, who could bear this kind of shame and hatred?

They are also good at archery, but the hunters who hunt beasts with bows and arrows are not necessarily weaker than them, and when their archery skills are similar, they are by no means opponents of foot shooting, and they may not have time to take a bow before they are shot through the chest!

There are only three arrows in the battle, and there is only one last step left to kill the enemy!

Ling Qingyun, who rushed to the front line, clenched his spear, his eyes were cold and stared at the bandit and the mountain thorn hunter behind him, he could feel the threat of the black arrow through the power of the steel shield, and he saw that the comrades on his side were shot through the chest, and fell off the horse without saying a word, marching for half a month, Ling Qingyun also had a good impression of these soldiers who lived together, but now they were shot one by one, and were even insulted by the mountain thorn people as prey no different from wild beasts.

No matter how humble and calm he usually was, he couldn't suppress the anger that was soaring at this time, and ordinary experience could never bring the excitement of the battle in the robe, but this was the rock that sharpened his state of mind.

Gripping the gun tightly, the cold wind swept through his ears, Ling Qingyun had already locked the wolf helmet hunter in front of him, he had been the most rampant insult before, and each arrow was infused with lethal power.

It was only a few feet away from the front of the soldiers, and the Mountain Thorn Hunter once again drew his longbow and burst out into a more terrifying rain of arrows than before, but this time it was not only the rain of arrows that appeared, hundreds of Mountain Jing people with wolf skin and wolf helmets suddenly appeared, and threw the exaggerated murder weapon with a cruel smile.

The rain curtain that was even more terrifying than the arrows swept over the bandits' heads like lightning, causing Ling Qingyun's heart to fall directly into the ice cave, it was a spear, far more lethal than a bow and arrow's spear at close range, and what was even more terrifying was that these spears were too big, all six feet long!

A chill filled Ling Qingyun's limbs, and he could imagine the terrifying scene caused by these murder weapons, the iron armor and steel shield could not stop these murder weapons in the slightest, and the men and horses who charged with all their strength would be easily torn to shreds......

This horrific attack was unexpected.

Throwing a huge six-foot-long spear across a group of bandits is an amazing arm strength!

It would take almost ten black arrows to break the steel shield and hurt the soldiers, but each of these giant spears is deadly!

In the cold, Ling Qingyun saw a spear with the momentum of a flying stone court pillar attacking him, he gritted his teeth, the spear infused with true qi did not have the slightest light overflowing, but it carried an astonishing sharpness to meet the spear, a slight sound, like a court pillar of the spear from the crack from it, Ling Qingyun waved the gun and shook it fiercely, and the fragments of gold and wood were like ten thousand arrows, shooting a piece of bandits in front of him into a sieve.

However, more feathered arrows and spears whizzed past Ling Qingyun's side, he heard the roars of Mo Yingyong and the powerhouses of the Golden Body Realm, he heard the roar of gold and iron shattering, he heard the terrifying sound of the human body being torn to pieces, flesh and bone bursting like rags, and he realized that his surroundings had almost become a vacuum, and clouds of blood mist filled the valley into a hell under the morning light.

There was a piece of warmth, sprinkled on Ling Qingyun's face, and he leveled the gun, one shot, one ride, alone.

"Charge!" a hoarse voice came out of his mouth firmly, like a sharp sword piercing the hearts of all enemies.

"Charge!" the same roar rang out one after another, with sadness, with anger, with irrepressible killing intent.

The bandits were shocked to see a cavalry rushing out of the blood mist, even if the formation was torn to pieces, they still lined up and charged, the sparse spears could not form a forest of guns, but they revealed a breathtaking power, this group of indifferent, cold-eyed warriors no longer wore black armor, their armor and horses were dark red, it was the color of blood.

This is not an army, but a group of demons who crawl out of hell with hatred!

"Run!" a thief let out a heart-rending cry, but he couldn't escape, his completely stiff body unable to move.

A spear reached out of Hell, pierced his body, and continued forward, piercing the next horrified thief, forward, forward, forward, and ...... The simple leather armor and cloth armor and even the flesh and blood seemed to have no resistance, and one after another thieves were pierced, provoked, and hung on the barrel of a gun like a meat skewer, killing was so simple.

With a bang, the corpses strung on the barrel of the gun exploded in unison, and the scarlet blood rain sprinkled on the bodies and faces of the surrounding bandits, making them scream in horror with their slippery and warm temperatures: "He's a demon!"

Their cries stopped abruptly, and rows of blood-red spears like the fangs of hellish beasts easily pierced the bandits' bodies, and with their hateful iron hooves trampled the corpses in their way into blood foam.

The blood-red cavalry rushed out of hell and swept away the bandits without fighting like a storm, this is not a battle at all, it is a harvest, it is a slaughter!

"How is that possible?" Rao is the fierce warriors of the mountain thorns were also shocked, they had hunted tigers, hunted wolves, and even faced the charge of rhinoceros and giant elephants, all kinds of mountain beasts and fierce beasts drank hatred under their arrows, and the giant spear as a killer weapon was enough to destroy all obstacles. In the midst of the rebellion, even the opponents of the same Shan Jing Warriors would have lost their morale and terror in the face of such a fierce attack, but this cavalry rushed out of the blood mist after suffering a devastating blow and took revenge with unimaginable killing power!

Whether it is the ordinary Shanjing warriors or Huang Guwara himself, they are not afraid of any opponent one-on-one, and they have arranged a full four thousand bandits on the front, the number is twice that of the Southern Ming army, even if it is purely cannon fodder meat shield, it is not easy to break through, but now this barbaric and crazy army is shaken from the bottom up.

They faced a group of unprecedented opponents, with iron discipline and invincible terrifying power, the bandits who killed and plundered the merchant brigade were really just cannon fodder in front of them, seventy percent of them trembled and could not make resistance movements, two percent of them foamed at the mouth, farted and urinated, cried madly, and even fainted, and only one percent tried to resist with their frightened and weak bodies, but before they could swing their weapons, they were pierced through the body by sharp spears.

The bandits fell in rows, sending up muddy blood and dust as the iron hooves advanced, and the storm continued to expand like a snowball, crushing everything that stood in its way to pieces.

Life should be in awe of this artistic slaughtering feast, and the mountain thorn hunters who were frozen and breathless forgot to draw their bows, and they watched the blood tide approaching in a daze, they could not imagine that the other party could slaughter so easily, these centaurs seemed to never get tired, these spears seemed to never stop, and the storm seemed to never stop, and finally devoured all living things.

"They are demons!" Huang Guwala muttered, he remembered the most mysterious and terrifying beasts in the mountain, no, they should be called monsters, they are not afraid of death, dare to challenge the beastmaster who dominates the spirit mountain, and still move forward frantically even though the entire group has sacrificed more than half of the blood, eyes, and stomach and intestines...... The giant beast that had dominated the centuries fell suddenly, and Huang Guwala, who witnessed that scene, fled back to the tribe in shock, and the Shanjing tribe used tens of thousands of people and paid the price of thousands of lives, including the Golden Body Realm, to destroy the demons, and it was because of the merits of that battle that he would sit on the position of elder in the future......

What a similar scene in front of me? a warrior who is not afraid of death, fangs pierced out of the blood mist...... Huang Guwara shook violently and nearly fell off the tiger's back.

For the first time, he developed a deep fear of the army in front of him!