Bai Lang marched without hurrying, anyway, he promised Wang Shichong to kill for him, if he was thick-skinned, he could go back and claim that he was done with the fight by now. However, Bai Lang would not be so shameless, so he organized the whole army and continued to advance the next day, and this time he was not so lucky to have the camp arranged in front of the Wagang military to be captured. Therefore, there is a need for camping, and Bai Lang also ordered his two commanders to arrange the camp according to the tradition and arrange the night patrol.

The contact with the Wagang army began on the third day, and the light cavalry of the Wagang army began to haunt near the Bailang army, and they did not dare to come up to make contact, but just watched from a distance, and kept hanging Bailang to watch them march and camp. The endless stream of light cavalry should have transmitted all the movements of Bai Lang to the main force of the Wagang Army that had not yet arrived, but Bai Lang did not have any cavalry at hand, so he could not stop the other party's prying eyes, so he had to go with them.

Originally, Bai Lang was not worried, he was going to touch the opponent's main force sooner or later anyway, and these light horses could only reconnoiter and could not attack - if they dared to come over, they would really be looking for death. With the martial arts of the white waves, if they really want to try to see the light cavalry attack, they will be chased and killed by the white waves in minutes. Two thousand people put the cart in the middle, and they didn't hurry to walk on the road like this, and Bai Lang roamed back and forth, and none of those light riders dared to come.

The light horsemen gathered more and more, and Bai Lang could see more than a hundred horsemen roaring past in a group on his horse, and several times they intimidated the land of a stone's throw and then quickly turned their horses away. Bai Lang did not pursue, first of all, his war horse was likely to not be able to catch up, and secondly, there was no need because sooner or later they would meet an enemy who could not run away - if they continued to advance, they would definitely meet the main force of the Wagang army, there was no doubt about that.

The battlefield was in front of a camp, and Li Mijun, who had already arrived, set up a number of camps here, surrounded from three sides and waited for Bai Lang to kill. He didn't dare to say that if it was Bai Lang, this guy would definitely bump into. Such fierce generals are accustomed to strong blows, and have always been undefensive. He almost guessed correctly - Bai Lang arrived three miles away in the morning, and then this person did not set up camp at all to protect the back road, and directly killed him violently.

Bai Lang also arranged a simple circular formation, with two thousand people spreading their wings like wings on the left and one on the right, and Bai Lang formed the Chinese army with eighteen horsemen behind him. It is not so much that this is a crane wing array, but that this is an unknown formation with the Chinese army as the axis, constantly rotating and assaulting. In the future, there will probably be a legend called the Hanging Array...... Anyway, Bai Lang took the lead in attacking, he rode on a war horse and rushed straight with a Pu knife and Zaoyang lance, followed by eighteen horsemen, and two thousand soldiers also ran forward.

Bai Lang's war horse always deviates to the side, it is estimated that the guy in his hand is heavier, Bai Lang is already long and powerful, even if he doesn't wear armor, just the weapon in his hand plus himself will cost two hundred and fifty or sixty catties, and if he can't get three hundred catties, he hasn't weighed himself for a while. It's really hard for an ordinary war horse to charge him, and this horse is not small, but it's the same.

Bai Lang then killed in front of the Wagang army in front of the camp gate, and immediately shot powerful arrows from three sides. There were even arrows the size of iron spears from bed crossbows - it seemed that they were fighting Bai Lang, and Li Mi and they also fought hard. Bai Lang directly waved his two-handed weapon, and the heavy weapon rolled up the wind and directly blocked most of the arrows. Even the iron spear arrows shot by the crossbow were bent and bent away by Bai Lang's blow to the Zaoyang lance, of course, at the cost of a few iron teeth on the Zaoyang lance.

However, this kind of divine power is already very exaggerated, even the grandmaster can't stop the iron spear and arrow shot by the Eight Bull Crossbow, otherwise let Zhu Yuyan or Shi Zhixuan face the direct shot of the Eight Bull Crossbow Iron Spear and Arrow, they are all cold. Bai Lang was uncertain, and the war horse under his crotch neighed a few times and was hit by an arrow - in order to prevent the war horse from running down, Bai Lang did not let the horse put on a vest. "It's a pity!" Bai Lang's luck went straight through the horse's body.

Suddenly, the arrows that entered the flesh popped out one after another, and the original bleeding place was also forcibly squeezed by the muscles, and the injured internal organs also stopped bleeding and recovered in the peristalsis, which was the effect of Bai Lang's innate true qi. The warhorse, which was originally jujube red, directly emitted a metallic luster on its fur, and in the roar like a tiger and leopard, it crashed headlong into the military formation of the large shield spear in front. The spears bounced off the horse's body, and some even broke when they were not broken.

As if cast from copper and iron, the horse directly smashed the shield in front of it, knocked over and trampled on the soldiers in the first and second rows, and then continued to advance. "The man and the horse are one, and the sword is flashing!" Bai Lang let out a strange roar, and his hands directly came to a big loop. Pity the soldiers who are within the second zhang around Bai Lang, the guy in Bai Lang's hand is a peerless murder weapon, the barbed mace body of the jujube lance and the three-foot-long blade protruding from it, as well as the heavy weight.

This is a storm of flesh and blood under the blessing of Bai Lang's divine power, and rubbing it is death, whether it is armored or not. Basically, the Zaoyang lance in Bai Lang's right hand is like this, it is a semi-circular killing field with blurred flesh and blood, the corpses of the killed people are incomplete, and the broken flesh and bones are vigorously beaten away, and even those who are lucky enough not to be involved have been smashed to death by the bones. Not to mention the lucky ghost who has a bloody face.

And the Pu knife in Bai Lang's left hand is not so long, but the head of the knife is also cut in two everywhere - whether it is an armor weapon or a body, the unlucky point of the person who hits the knife is just a curved ruler. Everyone has counted Bai Lang's blow, and it was almost like this when he broke the formation in the past - the first blow of the entrance was triple the power, which is tradition. Bai Lang's war horse was still trampling forward, and the heavy horseshoe directly flattened the head on the ground.

Bai Lang just waved his weapons at will, and those long contradictory cards couldn't resist at all, and those soldiers fled from both sides. This is a tactic formulated by Li Mi and a group of generals before the war, using multiple layers of soldiers to surround Bai Lang and consume his physical strength. But you can't just let Bai Lang kill, otherwise your morale will be over. Therefore, it still needs to be contained, so although Li Mi did not move, many masters had already risen in the air and surrounded the direction of Bai Lang.

"It's a good time!" Bai Lang was in good spirits, he didn't stop his horse at all, he just urged the war horse to rush forward, and the eighteen horsemen behind him showed a very high level. These eighteen horsemen are also very good at hard work, and they have a lot of strength, brandishing their horse lances and broadswords and rushing in. They lined up two faces, and the armored cavalry rushed and trampled, and soon completely tore apart the military formation of the Wagang Army. At this time, the footmen of the 1,000 people behind also took the opportunity to kill.

Bai Lang is not burying his head and rushing, he is also judging the situation on the field - after so many battles, Bai Lang also knows that he can't patronize himself, everyone is really happy. So he turned his horse's head and rushed in front of the infantry with eighteen horsemen, opening a passage for them to crush the enemy. As soon as the second formation was broken, the first batch of masters had already surrounded them, and these people were either swords or swords, and this sword was also the sword of the battle formation that grew up, not the sword of the scribe.

They were also very decisive in their shots, and they all played their highest level with each other's cooperation - there was a momentum of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin and never going back. The attack of these people is the kind of attack that breaks through the gangqi, and specializes in breaking the foreign kung fu horizontal practice - even if you can't kill the strong man who cultivates horizontal kung fu, you can at least cause damage to the person who uses this martial art. Bai Lang just single-handedly took out the fierce blow of the Zaoyang lance, exchanging injuries for death to see if they could change it.

It seems that it is not changed, these four people are also extraordinary in martial arts, and when the true qi is exhausted, they will turn the fierce blow of breaking qi into a soft wind around their fingers, and with the help of the strength of the white waves and the wind, they will break away. After just retreating slightly, these four deceived themselves again, and together with the other four masters who had already arrived, they once again came towards Bai Lang. "Hey, it's too much to use weapons alone, and it doesn't seem to be able to kill you. Bai Lang chuckled, he casually threw away his weapon but did not dismount, but urged the horse to crash into the military formation on the side.

As soon as he moves, those masters will also move with him, "You must not keep up, and withdraw from the battle formation first to defend yourself." Bai Lang shouted loudly, and at the same time, the horse seemed to turn into a bronze horse, and the force of trampling and charging was more than twice as strong. When Bai Lang is on a horse, his position is high, and those people must attack him on his back or jump up. And Bai Lang waited for the opportunity for them to be a little slower because of their back-attack or jumping.

Both hands grabbed or split, and in the blink of an eye, the swords that reached his body were shaken apart or grasped in his hands. The strength shook everywhere, and those masters were all blown away. Bai Lang grabbed a sword, and crushed these swords casually while laughing. This person also shouted, and the brocade "armor" on the upper body flew away directly, revealing the good tattoos on this person's good skin and flesh, and the seven fierce beasts with flowers and brocade opened their teeth and claws.

Bai Lang's side seemed to be clearly extinguished, and a pair of eyes opened, between the hazy and hazy illusion. Ordinary soldiers will definitely not see it, and the higher the martial arts, the greater the impact. Seven pairs of eyes, seven fierce birds and beasts of prey converged into a black form, and the white waves were really swirling, and these seven beasts also came to life, and they roared in various colors - of course, these are all "phantoms". Then Bai Lang attacked, the war horse drooled from its mouth, its eyes were red, and it seemed that it had grown sharp canine teeth, and it bit a master.

Bai Lang's body spread, swept directly off the horse, and pounced on the two men standing side by side with a fierce and vicious aura. One of these two people held a sword and the other held a whip, and when they saw Bai Lang rushing in, the first whip was like turning into a flying dragon, and they rolled directly towards Bai Lang. And the man with the sword recuperated his spirit, and stabbed straight with a sword, like the rising glory of the great sun.

Supporting the body in the white blade, in the red dust

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