The ten-pound cavalry hammer slammed into the chest of a Qiang soldier.

Unlike the special evil-breaking wedges that were specially used to deal with Zoroastrian spells, this kind of cavalry iron wedge did not even have a sigil, it was just a thick and long iron bump. Such a blunt weapon, when fighting hard with the enemy, is definitely not afraid of breaking anything, but the opponent's sword, it is difficult to withstand such a heavy blade!

The sword is like this, and people are not a problem, and as soon as it goes down, it immediately smashes the chest of the Qiang army, and a mouthful of black and red blood spurts out of the sky.

Even if someone is more responsive, raising a knife or a cross arm to block such a blunt weapon and smashing the vital point, it is often a broken bone and tendon!

The two cavalry armies rushed to kill in one place, and the Qiang horse army suffered a loss first, and the Qiang troops who crashed into the army array led by He Ming were knocked off their horses by the heavy Han army armor soldiers.

But even so, these Qiang troops, who knew that they had no hope of survival, inspired the brute courage in their bones, and when they saw the iron shovel and the spear stabbed, they didn't even parry, so they waved the scimitar in their hands and stabbed each other indiscriminately. There are even more Qiang troops, which inspired the violent nature in their blood, like mad dogs, abandoned their blades, just stood on their horses, and pounced on the Han army armor soldiers, without a mouth!

Even if the teeth can't tear open the Wuyang Rune Array's Wutu Qi, being held and bitten by these fishy, foul-smelling Qiang thieves is really disgusting!

As the commander of the Ma Army, He Ming roared when he saw this, and the green steel long stick in his hand swept to his side. His green steel rod was heavy, as thick as a cup, and it was a long soldier, unlike the horse lance spear used by ordinary cavalry troops, it was a real weapon like an armor-piercing hammer. When the blue light danced, there was a muffled sound of banging and popping.

Those Qiang soldiers who ate an iron hammer, relying on the secret method to urge, and their physical foundation is good, they will not die for a while. However, what was greeted by He Ming's green steel rod was either a smashing of the chest cavity or a shattered skull!

He was also dressed differently from the armor soldiers under his command, everyone else was covered with scale armor and steel round shields on his arms, but he, the main general, was wearing light leather armor, not full body armor, only covering his chest, shoulders, and various joints. He didn't even wear a helmet, but a half-washed yellow-colored cloth belt around his forehead.

No matter how you look at it, the soft persimmon-like outfit is revealed in front of the Qiang army, and people are not fools, how can they not see that this young general with a long stick is the main general of this armored cavalry?

The simple truth of breaking the army and killing the general first, no matter which nationality it is, is the most basic common sense of war, and several of the most courageous Qiang thieves shouted loudly and rushed towards He Ming in unison!

For this kind of Qiang army who is here to send him to death, He Ming is not polite, a long stick dances, one left and one right is a rampage!

Relying on the riding and archery skills that he has practiced since he was a child riding a horse and chasing a dog badger, these Qiang troops, who have long put life and death out of the way, one by one, pounced violently, and hugged He Ming's green steel long stick. Even if the internal organs were turned upside down by the strength of the stick, and they were almost torn apart, these Qiang troops still refused to let go!

Seeing that the long stick in the hand of this young army general had been restrained, a Qiang army had already shouted loudly, and slashed the long knife in his hand at He Ming's head!

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On the top of the city tower, the defenders who had been plundering the Ma army also saw this extremely urgent scene: "Advice, look at that-"

"Don't worry! That kid is so easy to tie up, that's amazing!"

As if to annotate Wei Ye's prolonged apapproval, He Ming's palm suddenly flashed yellow, and with a force, he slammed his palm on the long stick!

As far as the palm could reach, the green steel long stick spun sharply out of his hand, and even the two Qiang soldiers were taken away from their mounts by the sharp spinning long stick, and they spun out with the long stick!

This living propeller was facing the blade of the Qiang army that was cut down with a long knife, and the blade was pointing at the thick Qiang army that was climbing on one end of the long stick and split it in half!

Half of the body was separated, and the black blood sprayed from the body cavity was drenching the Qiang army with a long knife!

Before he had time to see the situation in front of him, the green steel long stick had already hit the back of his head hard, and suddenly his skull was shattered and his brain was splashed!

He Ming immediately straightened his body, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he dragged the green steel rod back into his hand, and then swept it, and opened a bloody road from the Qiang army!

During the rush, this kid didn't forget to shout again and again: "Kill the thief! Kill the thief! Don't let the Taoist soldiers of the old Wei at the head of the city see the joke! This victory is our Ma army!"

During a rush and killing, I don't know how many Qiang horse soldiers fell off their horses, and the corpses with broken heads were all over the ground, and I don't know how many lives were left!

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Wei Ye looked at the partner who was shouting with a smile, and nodded imperceptibly: "Good job, in today's first battle, our side won!"

After that, he didn't wait for the guards around him to stop him, and as soon as his body turned, the wind and tiger escaped, and his body swept from the city to the ground like a leaf in the wind.

The peach daughter had already been recalled to the bamboo sheath, and the immortal warlock walked on the battlefield full of blood and flesh, and bursts of bloody air rushed to his nostrils, full of corpses, and it was not a pleasing sight.

With a cold face, Wei Ye just walked to the place where the Liujia arrows were concentrated and bombed, and walked to the old monk who was muttering to himself.

Those Buddha beads with dew seeds, still with a slight Buddha breath, revealing a faint fragrance, swirling around the old monk.

In front of the old monk, he vaguely saw the slightly rickety phantom of an old cripple.

"Senior brother," he called softly, and Wei Ye said coldly, "This generation of bald donkeys, with the mind as the world, and the things outside the heart should only be seen. If he thinks he is right, how can he ignore the opinions of others? Fanhe is still in the city, and he still relies on his senior brother to take charge, how about this dispute of words and tongues to be handed over to my junior brother?"

Zuo Ci's phantom shadow didn't look back, just lightly bowed his head, and then turned into a breeze and left.

Monk Panzhao still did not open his eyes, but he clasped his palms and sang in a voice: "If there are heavens, dragons, ghosts, gods, Gandharvas, asuras, garudas, kinaras, maharajas, detained, Vaishshas, human beings and non-human beings, when they fight together, they see that my Buddha has left this robe, and seek compassion, a soft heart, a heart without resentment, a heart of silence, and a good heart, and always overcome him through these difficulties!"

Listening to the old monk's chanting, Wei Ye snorted, turned his wrist, and with a twist of his wrist, he had already grabbed the peach and a thousand gold in his hand, and slapped it directly at the top of the old monk's head with the spine of his sword: "Bald donkey, wake up from the fixed realm! Today's first battle is over!"