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"Then you can take a good look!"

Zang Jiu straightened Qin Hongyi's body and leaned against the wall of the car: "Old demon girl, the new recruit from the Wasteland that you usually disdain, this time, it will definitely surprise you!"

Qin Hongyi was still stubborn: "Even if you have been prepared, use a strong crossbow to kill half of the evil bandits." ”

"However, the number of bandits is still several times more than your barren state soldiers!"

"What's more, did that cavalryman endure the pain and go into battle?"

Qin Hongyi trusted his own judgment: "Wait a minute, those wounded soldiers will fall off their horses!"

"Definitely!"

Suddenly.

Qin Hongyi's heart was a little weak!

Because she found that following the Huangzhou Wangfu convoy along the way, maybe what she saw was an illusion!

It should be that the king of Huangzhou wants her to see it.

In this battle, the king of Huangzhou has long been prepared.

That's why, in the first place, the bandits died so miserably!

The bandits are careless!

But.

She looked at the battlefield of the Facelings, and felt quite strange in her heart: "That Faceless Old Thief, has he fallen from the Grandmaster Realm to the first-class Swordsman Realm?"

What's going on?

She'll have to look again!

Then.

on the battlefield.

After the top ten bandits were blocked by Zhao Zichang and the Faceless Man, they were shocked in their hearts!

They are villains who have killed countless people and have incomparably rich experience in actual combat, and they are invincible among first-class masters.

But now.

They were held back by a spear and a sword, unable to advance an inch, and were extremely aggrieved.

It's not that they can't get past the spearman and the faceless swordsman, but they can't.

Because, five people besieged the spear man, and five people besieged the faceless swordsman to be able to fight in a draw, if one person was missing, the other four would definitely die.

At the same time, the person who rushed over was bound to die!

Either stabbed to death or stabbed to death by a sword!

Fuck it, who is the invincible among the first-class martial artists?

Where did these two masters come from?

Hell yes!

At this time.

On the other hand, Zhao Zichang and the Facelings fought extremely relaxed.

The order they got was to drag down the ten wicked people, and if they could kill them, then they could do that.

The bloody hand slaughtered Du Du and was extremely aggrieved: "Brothers, the brothers in the back are about to rush up, let's fight on both sides, don't block the charge of the brothers behind!"

"Good!"

This move is also in line with Zhao Zichang and the faceless man!

The prince also said that he would give up the frontal battlefield!

"Whoosh"

Zhao Zichang, the Faceless Man, and the Ten Villains, a total of twelve first-class masters rushed to both sides.

The head-on battle is about to begin!

"Kill the King of the Wasteland!"

The bandits, with swords in hand, rushed forward like a pack of vicious wolves, stepping over the corpses of their companions and splashing blood flowers.

"We've won!"

The closer.

The more you can see it!

In the firelight, the swarthy heavy cavalry drew their spears.

in the bandit striker camp.

"Heavy cavalry!"

The commander of the bandit vanguard roared with a hideous face: "Brothers, even in the army, the heavy armored cavalry is a treasure, and it is easy not to go to the battlefield!"

"King Huangzhou, there is no such class under his command at all!"

"Don't be afraid, this must be a fake heavy cavalry!"

"The heavy armor on their bodies must be fake. ”

"Rush over and we can win!"

Then.

Behind the Wasteland Army Formation, Gao Fei shouted in a deep voice: "Release the arrow!"

"Whoosh"

The hundred archers of the Huangzhou army array let go of the arrows, like releasing a nest of wasps locked in a cage, densely rushing into the sky, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and falling heavily!

"Puff Puff"

The bandit striker fell to the ground in the blood flower brought out by the rain of arrows.

However, the bandits are still charging.

They were originally soldiers in the army, and this kind of scene of arrows washing the ground is too much!

Now.

There is only one belief in the hearts of the bandits!

As long as they are in front of the Wasteland Army Formation, they will be able to win!

Thirty steps!

Twenty steps!

They slowly saw the Wasteland Army Formation, and their belief in victory became deeper and deeper!

Then.

The old ghost put down his mask, brandished the newly cast horse chopping knife in his hand, and roared with high spirits: "Rush! rush!"

"Brothers, let these bandits see the power of the Wasteland Heavy Cavalry!"

"Boom Boom"

The hoplites began to activate, like a row of steel cities, and pushed directly sideways.

"Bell"

Countless swords slashed at the armor of the hoplites, and sparks flew everywhere, angering the war horse, and it was knocked headlong by the ironclad war horse.

"Click"

The sound of countless bones cracking spread across the battlefield, and it was painful to listen to.

"Puff Puff"

The bandits who were knocked into the air felt that their bodies had been torn apart, spat out mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground, dizzy.

And then.

Then they saw that the heavily armored horses had come to their side. []