Chapter 110: Sealing the Wolf and Stepping on the Golden Horde (2)

The tide that crashed against the reef suddenly split into two sides, leaving the remnants of the waves in the middle still sticking to the surface of the unmoving reef, giving him no room to move and twist.

The part of the iron rider in the middle of the front with a cold look slammed straight into the figure, although he knew that he was dead, but now he had reached the front, if he forcibly twisted the horse's head, it would inevitably affect the team's detour, the Golden Horde rode with a scimitar was already very close, once it was sticky, it would fall into a stalemate and it would be difficult to blurt out, so he could only die in exchange for space to breathe.

In just a stick of incense,

The man's front was already full of broken corpses, the whole person seemed to have been soaked in blood, his whole body was dyed red, and his fierce eyes kept sweeping over the scene.

At the same time, the tide that the iron cavalry successfully turned into was divided into two with Huyanerdan as the boundary, and Huyanerdan's second-grade pure martial arts physique was placed on the battlefield, like a humanoid beast rampant and unscrupulous, which was really invincible.

If he throws away the Golden Horde behind him,

Ma Youliang has countless ways to surround him and kill him!

It's nothing more than a blunt knife cutting meat,

A town of people, a full 50,000 Liangzhou iron horses,

The iron cavalry was constantly washing, not giving him the slightest chance to breathe, and even if he lost thousands of horses, he could die in the army.

Just like Xu Wu once said at the mouth of Qingxia Gorge, it is the master of Yipin who has reached the boundary of my Liangzhou, and once the 300,000 iron horses show a trend of encirclement, I can also leave you, this is not an empty word.

But at the moment, of course, there is no such opportunity.

So you can only avoid its edge.

The light cavalry on the left flank rushed around Huyanerdan to the side of the brute horseman, and the whistling sound of breaking through the air sounded again, and after dodging the reef, the war resumed its original rhythm, and the cold arrows were like the scythe of death constantly harvesting the lives of the barbarians.

Huyan Erdan frowned as he looked at the torrent in the distance, and the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry that had just stepped forward left a too deep impression on himself, like a moth to a fire.

I am confident that the Golden Horde will ride under his leadership and not be afraid of life and death, but it is still difficult to know whether to die or to die calmly.

meanwhile

The awl-like vanguard iron cavalry had already met the barbarian Golden Horde head-on.

At the front is the big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth,

The face of the Quartet country is quite windy and frosty,

The moment of encounter,

The man stepped on the horse's back and rushed forward,

The palm is like a dragon, and a strong wind rolls up,

Shocked by a hundred miles,

This is a very powerful form in the eighteen palms of the dragon,

The narrow scimitar of the Golden Horde rode well and has not yet fallen,

The man turned on his back,

Ma Youliang on his side cut off the head of a barbarian and laughed loudly, His Highness left this good man by his side before he set off, no matter what, at least he could have a little more life by protecting himself.

Charged,

Who is it that I Qiao helps?

With Qiao Feng opening the way as the sharpest point of this chisel, he smashed it into the formation of the brute rider.

When a gap was opened in the formation, the 20,000 Liangzhou iron horsemen surrounded behind him still maintained the formation, and easily harvested the lives of the barbarian horsemen with the help of the horse power iron halberd.

The Golden Horde rode not to bite hard, but ran to the sides, giving way to a huge gap, shouting loudly and brandishing his scimitar in a roundabout way.

It was the axe of the barbarian foot soldiers,

When the whistling sound sounded through the air, it was too late to dodge,

Ma Youliang's heart jumped,

Qiao Feng on the side noticed the scene over there, and he had already been on guard, his left palm was round, and his right palm was straight, so that he could see Long Zaitian and block Ma Youliang a few feet in front of him.

This move is pure defense, a strong wall is laid between the flying axe and Ma Youliang, the enemy will block it, and if the enemy does not come, it will disappear invisibly, and dozens of flying axes can easily block and fall in front of Qiao Feng.

But on the battlefield, naturally, everyone can't take care of everything,

The sharp axes in the rest of the places spun and fell from the air, slashing deeply into the head of the war horse, and the black leather armor did not have any resistance in the face of the powerful flying axe, and was easily torn, blood spit out from the mouth, and a hundred horses fell to the ground in one look.

A few more rounds of throws followed,

The originally compact iron horse quickly dispersed,

The barbarians are already short of iron, so naturally they can't take out too many flying axes.

The Golden Horde saw the formation spread out, and quickly closed together.

There are Liangzhou soldiers who fell to the ground and did not die gritted their teeth and forcibly lifted a breath, the iron cavalry raised high and stabbed into the belly of the brute horse, blood spurted out, and the fallen soldiers wiped the blood stains on their faces, dragged their legs that were trampled by the horse's hooves, and slowly got up to meet the enemy with an iron halberd.

The Liangzhou soldiers did not shout slogans, everything was carried out in silence, the red clothes could no longer distinguish whether it was blood or the original color, the black leather armor had cracks, and in the silent silence, the atmosphere of the battlefield seemed more and more solemn.

......

Huyanerdan looked at the scene behind him and sighed,

In the end, it is still underestimated to the enemy,

After all, there has never been a frontal fight with the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

From the mouth of the high priest, the butcher of the Northland was an extremely terrifying character, and today he can also see some Duan Rui from the Liangzhou Iron Horse under his hand.

But I can't kill you Xu Wu right now,

Then let your son sacrifice the flag,

My barbarian iron horse to the south,

Whoever stands in his way, I'm going to let him die without a place to be buried!

The eyes are like a torch swept through the hosts,

Soon it solidified,

On the high slope behind the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, there is also a Xu character Daxu raised high, and if you look closely, there is a handsome figure standing on a horse under the fluttering Daqi, and there are one hundred and ten guards guarding your side.

"Today, this king will take your head!"

"Charge with this king!"

Huyanerdan shouted,

Behind him, thousands of guards followed closely behind him.

As for the rear, naturally, there were repressions.

"Knock! knock! knock!"

The dull beat of drums sounded in their own camp,

"Beat the drums!"

The high priest looked at the ocean of troops and took off their heads, and the old face could not see emotion, and when the drum hammer fell on the cowhide drum surface, the drum surface was slightly dull and then swayed again.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, there is also a barbarian song sounded in the vast land, the song is desolate and vigorous, it is a war song that has been passed down by the barbarians for thousands of years.

"Knock knock knock!"

There were also twelve large drums on his side, and the twelve attendants were naked, and the hammers in their hands fell like raindrops, and the drums beat rapidly, in harmony with the old priest's opening.

The barbarian foot soldiers who were speeding in the field heard the desolate and vigorous barbarian war song, and the eyes of the Liangzhou Iron Rider became even more crazy, and their legs were like the wind and they waved their swords and axes and rushed forward without fear of life and death.

Ma Youliang just felt that the iron horse was like falling into the mud and it was difficult to easily intersperse and wander, listening to the desolate brutal tune inexplicably upset, the only one in the field who was not affected was Qiao Feng.