"Kill—"

After Li gave the order, the Wubu cavalry below also charged. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, they didn't seem to notice that because of the previous accelerated pursuit, the formation of the army of the Ube soldiers had already been scattered.

The cold horses are neighing, and the wind is howling.

The cloud cavalry, which rushed down the high slope, reached the maximum speed in a short time.

"Roar—"

The cold people roared loudly, stimulated by the blood of war.

Xiao Yu controlled the cold horse to rush down, but he was as calm as water. Everything around, no matter how loud and noisy, is heard in the ears, but it has its own distinction, a trace of peeling off, reflecting the sea of knowledge.

On the top of the slope, the sound of the horn of the command reappeared.

"On the arrow—"

As soon as the order came out, all the archers in the front row, including Xiao Yu, immediately bent their bows and arrows.

"Put-"

Like the falling mountain clouds, the arrows in the sky formed a black cloud cover, with the roar of tearing the mountain wind, flying away, which made people tremble.

It's just an instantaneous time, and the arrows that fall from a high place, with the power of the bonus, pierce into the body of the Ube pursuer with a "puff puff ......". For a while, the screams were screaming and neighing, and people turned on their backs.

The unstoppable charge of the horses made it impossible for the fallen companions to avoid it, and no matter the severity of the arrow wounds, they had to be trampled and impacted again.

The rain of arrows is like a cruel beginning, and the bloodshed it brings is the foresight and epitome of the fierce outbreak of the great war......

The Ube cavalry below was actually ordered to fire back at the first time, but because of the formation, it could not be compared with the enemy on the top of the hill who had been prepared for a long time and had a neat appearance. And where the terrain is, even if you shoot a long arrow, from low to high, the power is greatly reduced.

"On the arrow—"

"Put-"

The top of the slope is still in order, and the order is issued. The generals who led the team also obeyed the orders and shouted hoarsely.

Arrows back and forth, at the beginning of the conflict, both sides were striving for this moment of opportunity.

Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, seventy steps......

The sound of the bull's horn was loud again.

"Spear up—"

In the cloud cavalry array, there are left and right generals, and they roar and order at the same time.

Galloping in front, the cold people who had been shooting with their bows and arrows suddenly scattered among themselves, and while putting away their bows and arrows, they separated the gaps that could accommodate the rear to enter the body.

The spear knights who followed immediately accelerated and burst out of the gap, replacing the previous archers as the forefront.

Xiao Yu lagged behind slightly, but he didn't put away his bow and arrows, and together with a few cold people who were confident in archery, he was still shooting at the opposite side.

At forty paces, the command to adjust the formation came out again with the horn.

The cloud cavalry that charged ahead were compact to each other, and the formation was dense, and finally became the shape of fangs. The spear was raised, the cold light flickered, and the sharp and sharp momentum was fascinating.

This type of military formation, in the entire Northern Cold Region, there are few companies that can be achieved, which can be regarded as the top combat power of the Cloud Tribe, and one of the symbolic advantages.

"Puff-poof-puff-"

As the two sides collided, the cavalry at the head of the Ube were all screaming and screaming, and the difference in the length of the weapons was divided in an instant.

I saw that those shirtless and ferocious Wube Han people were all pierced by spears, or flew down, or fell sideways, and the countless shouts brought by the severe pain were twisted and terrible, gathered together, and went straight to the sky.

However, the cold people are born with blood, and the more they are injured when facing a desperate situation or the suppression of extreme disparities, the more tyrannical they become. The smell of blood, like a germ that infects their race, the more irritating it is, the more insane it becomes.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

Ube's charge was frustrated, and they suffered heavy casualties, making them outnumbered, and suddenly erupted into earth-shattering anger.

"Woooo

The unwilling cold people wielded long knives and spears, and rushed forward one after another.

As the prince of Wube and the commander of the Han team, Li was brave and fought in person, showing his strength and skills beyond ordinary Han people.

After the spear burst, the two sides began to entangle.

The screams of shouting and killing are earth-shattering, the cold people of the same race, opposing each other, like fierce beasts competing for food on the grassland, only fangs and claws, biting and scratching, where can we see the warmth of each other?

The main force behind the cloud department has already rushed to the field, and the long knife refracts the sunlight, but it achieves a coldness. There are cold people who were washed off the horse before and survived, catching the enemy who was also running on the ground, and slashing wildly.

Sabotage, harm, bloodthirsty, tyrannical...... Even if the military array is under control, when they are fighting, it is more common to rely on natural instincts, run wolves, and kill for the sake of killing.

In the melee, Xiao Yu regained his independence, using his superb and exquisite sword matching skills, wandering around, cold as ice, sword light like snow, covering up the enemy's vitality.

But he is not a cold person, but he is also a successful cultivator, he is not really bloodthirsty, and he will not go crazy because of killing. The contrast between the surrounding forces and the enemy is very clearly reflected in my mind, and I am already weak and cannot rely on it, so I can only slowly look for special opportunities.

Looking down on the hillside, if you frantically stir the swirling nest, the flesh and blood life will be involved here, and it will lose its vitality......

The Wube army from the bottom up, being hit by a wave of impact from the top of the mountain, broke the formation, and became more and more chaotic, but after all, they suppressed the number of people, and after being killed nearly a thousand people, they finally stabilized their position and began to regain their decline.

And the Yunbu cavalry led by Meng fought hard, with less and more, there was a limit, and later, it finally began to be unbearable, and slowly collapsed and chaotic.

A cloud cavalryman, surrounded by enemy soldiers, suffered from the enemy's sacrifice of life and death one after another, and soon fell off his horse, and immediately several long knives were next to him, all of which slashed at him. He let out a long roar and knocked one person away, and the long knife in his hand was also inserted into the belly of another opponent, but the rest of the weapons still knocked him to the ground, losing his breath......

"Whoosh ......"

Several arrows flew in, and another Yunbu soldier had just blocked the arrow that stabbed the vital point, but was pierced by a long arrow from another direction, pierced through the vest, and fell to the ground with a bang......

A cavalry rushed to kill the archer, but in the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by more enemies and disappeared......

Among the cold people, no matter how noble they are, they rarely stay away from the battle array.

Meng, like Li on the other side, was the commander of the first army, so he naturally also charged.

At this time, the guards around him were already in the fierce battle and died out.

As a cold person who respects the god of war, Meng is obviously old and strong, walking on the battlefield strewn with corpses, facing the enemy without fear of death and impact, the long knife in his hand dances like a wheel, and chops people like mowing grass.

The soldiers of the surrounding Yunbu found that the leader was in danger alone, and desperately killed back around him, using his body as a shield to block the weapons and cold arrows attacked by Wube.

Meng was surrounded by his subordinates and it was difficult to walk, that is, to collect the knife and change the arrows, temper the archery skills for a hundred years, the gods are ghostly, the arrows are not missing, and the shadow of the arrows is one after another urging the law, and the arrows are killed.

Xiao Yu's mount had already been slashed and killed by the rebels, but when it fell to the ground, he was even more at ease.

In the midst of the chaos, Xiao Yu rushed left and right, dexterous as a fox, and every time the silver sand sword moved, there were enemy soldiers falling.

There were Yunbu soldiers who recognized Xiao Yu's identity, and they intended to follow him to fight, but he flatly refused and signaled to form a team by himself.

With Xiao Yu's sword skills, steel and iron bones, and the chaotic battlefield, it is a good time for him to enter the sea and fish in troubled waters.