Wounded but not dead sergeants can often play more negative roles on the battlefield, and blindness is often more desperate and frightening than an extra wound on the body, but after a moment of miserable screams, these three Northern Wei cavalrymen who were blinded by their eyes were actually forced to stop the restless mounts under them, and stayed in place in silence.

"Kill!"

A military order shouted in the native language of the Northern Wei Dynasty sounded.

The sound of horses' hooves was thunderous, except for the few horsemen who were still standing still, all the rest of the Northern Wei cavalry roared in unison, and drove their horses towards Lin Yi and the others together.

Li Moxiao's face changed.

At the moment when the military order sounded, his flying sword suddenly sank, as if a huge magnet was about to suck his flying sword away, and the true yuan in his body erupted sharply, and the flying sword flew directly into the sky with his gaze.

The two sergeants on the horse jumped up desperately, the sword light in their hands splashed, and slashed at the flying sword that had slowed down significantly.

When!

There were two shocks, and the long knives in the hands of these two people accurately slashed Li Moxiao's flying sword.

Li Mo smiled and breathed, and his flying sword shook and flew out diagonally, constantly vibrating, but it was not shot down after all.

One of the two jumpers was hit by a horse that could not be retracted from behind when he fell, and rolled into the galloping herd, unknown whether he was alive or dead, while the other was grabbed by a rider and thrown on his horse.

The faces of the heavy cavalry on the periphery of the camp became more and more ugly, the sword light in the hands of these Northern Wei cavalry soldiers continued to splash, and the entire cavalry army was wrapped in a sword light.

The flying sword is always a terrible killing weapon for ordinary sergeants, and for an ordinary border army of 100 people, I am afraid that a flying sword can sharply harvest life and instantly disintegrate the fighting spirit.

The ground began to shake violently, and the wind followed

Lin Yi, Li Moxiao and Qi Zhuji are like vegetable leaves floating on the waves, giving people the illusion that they will be shaken and thrown from the ground at any time.

"Don't use red fireflies. ”

Lin Yi bowed slightly, like a leopard ready to pounce, and at the same time, he whispered to Qi Zhuji beside him.

Qi Zhuji's brows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, thinking in his heart, at this time, you are still in the mood to meddle with my affairs, and you are still worried that the flying blades shot by my chaotic red fireflies may not be able to recover all of them.

First, a chaotic wind slapped on Lin Yi's calm and resolute face, and as these cavalry soldiers got closer, this wind began to be mixed with fine mud spots and plant debris, mixed with all kinds of smells on these Northern Wei soldiers.

The war horses and the riders were originally much taller than the people standing, and at this time, these cavalry filled the line of sight in front of them, like an iron wall, even Qi Zhuji's breathing began to be difficult, but Lin Yi still didn't make any movements.

For some reason, when he was coldly waiting for the enemy's march, his composure would bring him a lot of confidence, but when these Northern Wei cavalry soldiers who were rushing looked at Lin Yi who was motionless, and looked at the arrows stuck in front of him like many messy straws, these Northern Wei cavalry soldiers had a strange feeling in their hearts, and then some inexplicable fear.

The more than ten horsemen who rushed to the front were already less than ten steps away from Lin Yi, and the large pieces of dirt raised by the horses' hooves had already jumped towards Lin Yi like rain, and at this moment, with several low shouts, dozens of black projectiles were thrown from behind them.

The black and silver light of these whistling projectiles flickered, and the moment he saw these lights, Qi Zhuji's complexion suddenly changed slightly.

This is a small amount of heavy lead bullets that the border armies on both sides will be equipped with, and the only function of this kind of thing is to form a unique powder mist, blocking the flow of the cultivator's true essence and communication with the heaven and earth vitality and runes.

Looking at these heavy lead bullets thrown over, Lin Yi's expression did not change at all, the moment these cavalry soldiers entered another position, at the moment when these heavy lead bullets just exploded in the air, a terrifying force erupted violently in his waist and abdomen and legs, and his whole person seemed to be thrown out of place, extremely abrupt but extremely terrifying to jump forward.

The black projectile exploded in the air, like a black flower blooming, and Lin Yi's body forcibly passed through this cluster of blooming flowers, like a flying bird gliding down, and appeared directly in front of the first few horses.

The sword and sword in his hand were swung out at the same time, both arms were extremely extended, and the power that burst out of his lower body before a breath seemed to quietly transfer, and at this time they all poured out of his arms.

An extremely shrill metal cutting sound sounded first.

Lin Yi's falling knife light directly cut off the long knife in the hand of the Northern Wei cavalry who was at the same level as him in front of him, and then the knife power naturally turned around and landed on the neck of this Northern Wei cavalryman.

The dark iron neck guard of this Northern Wei cavalry army couldn't stop Lin Yi at all, which looked like a sword of wind and rain that was easily cut.

The head of this Northern Wei cavalry soldier rushed up with the hot blood gushing out of his cavity, and at the same time, the sword in Lin Yi's hand had already slapped fiercely on a cavalry soldier who swung his sword at him.

A dull thud of a hammer hitting dead wood!

The Northern Wei cavalryman's roar stopped abruptly, and his entire body was slapped like a bundle of straw flying out, and the war horses under him couldn't keep their balance because of this force, and they neighed and fell to the ground to one side.

The sword light in the hand of a cavalry soldier of the Northern Wei Dynasty who rushed at this time drew a wonderful arc, seizing this opportunity to slash down on Lin Yi's body, but the cavalryman's eyes were not filled with joy, but were filled with horror.

His knife could not penetrate at all, and while dragging sharply, he could only cut through his coat, and the blade seemed to be walking on oiled steel, and his blade made him clearly feel that a force was pouring out of the opponent's body like a tide.

Lin Yi followed the force of the recoil and directly crashed into a cavalryman on the other side, knocking him directly off his horse.

At this time, his eyes fell on the Northern Wei cavalry who was still dragging his knife on him.

The moment his feet were close to the ground, the knife he had just withdrawn stabbed diagonally upward.

The extremely sharp blade of the knife pierced the horse's belly diagonally as if it were through soft tofu, and then stabbed into the body of the Northern Wei cavalryman.

The body of the Northern Wei cavalry suddenly stiffened, and then he howled in horror.

Lin Yi did not stop.

He didn't go straight ahead like a normal rusher, but jumped backwards, catching up with the two horsemen who had just rushed past him.

As the light of the sword sliced into one of the riders, his entire body twisted violently, and a sword slammed into the other rider's body.

It roared like thunder, accompanied by the sound of countless tooth-aching bone cracks.

This Northern Wei cavalry flew out of his horse, flew directly out of several zhang, and smashed down several cavalrymen in the rear.