"charge!"
Not much words, just two simple words!
But with such a simple two words, 1,300 black knights held crossbows in one hand and rushed forward in a charging formation.
Although everyone was riding on a war horse to charge, their formation was as neat as a sword. It was incredibly neat. Even the positions of the horses' heads seemed to have been measured, and there was no mess at all. .
Thousands of people urged the war horses together, and the sound of horse hooves mixed with the thunderous shouts of killing, sounded like a prelude to a magnificent ensemble.
Everyone silently mobilized their mounts, like thousands of arrows fired in unison, towards the oncoming seven thousand elite cavalry led by Yang Su.
"All troops, mount and shoot!" Yu Chigong gave the order, and more than a thousand soldiers released their crossbows at the same time.
Countless warriors were struck by an arrow across their entire bodies and fell straight off their horses. Some war horses were hit by a crossbow and fell to their knees helplessly, knocking their owners off the horses. They were then trampled into bloody mud by the following cavalry rushing behind them.
The corpses of countless people and horses piled up like hills on the ground formed countless flesh and blood barriers, which also invisibly affected the charging speed of the rear team.
Yuchi Gong hung the powerful crossbow on his waist, raised his snake spear and spear, and shouted in a loud voice: "All the troops, hold your guns!"
A clear and melodious sound of twitching spears sounded throughout the place, and thousands of sharp spears emitted a cold light.
"Kill!" The overwhelming shouts of killing suddenly sounded like thunder among the more than a thousand black cavalry who were galloping.
The leader, Yuchi Gong, took the lead, slashing and stabbing the Zhangba snake spear with a cold light in his hand, and directly knocked off the horse of an enemy cavalry that was approaching quickly.
Zhao Yun, Xiong Kuohai, Yang Zaixing, Xu Chu, Feng Qianlang, Qin Qiong and others also crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. In just one face-to-face encounter, they had already knocked down several enemy riders.
"How brave!"
Nangong Qixing shouted sharply, rushed to the nearest Xu Chu, raised his hand and swung down a stick.
"Ding, Nangong's seven-star Martial God skill is activated, the basic force is 108, the Martial God skill +4, the Four Spirit Stick +1, the Five Elements Horse +1, the current force has increased to 114."
Although the other party suddenly showed up with several heaven-level masters, which made him a little surprised. Even a god-level master cannot look down on a heaven-level master. After all, too many ants can kill an elephant. Not to mention that heaven-level masters are definitely not ants. If the number increases, even god-level masters will kneel down!
But obviously, now this is not enough to make Nangong Qixing afraid at all. Instead, it makes Nangong Qixing's fighting spirit surge more and more.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Xu Chu roared and raised the knife, the blood on his body spurted out, and his whole body seemed to be boiling.
Xu Zhongkang is also a fool, so he has nothing to be afraid of. Even if you know that the opponent is stronger than you, you won't dare to fight with the opponent.
A person with a firm heart in martial arts may not be afraid of fighting even if he knows that the opponent is stronger than him. After all, if you retreat when you encounter someone stronger than yourself, how can this warrior become stronger!
Especially those warriors on the battlefield who constantly break through their own limits under the pressure of life and death. If they retreat when they encounter a strong person, how can they make progress?
Like Lu Shenmo, he has been able to reach this point today, and he has experienced so many fierce battles during this period! After all, he was not born 109. How could he not have encountered strong enemies when he was weak?
"Ding, Xu Chu's King Wu skills are activated, the basic force is 103, the King Wu skills are +3, the hundred-refined steel machete +1, and the current force is increased to 107."
"Danglang" came out!
Xu Chu felt his whole body sink, and there was a faint feeling of pain in the tiger's mouth. Even without looking, Xu Chu knew that his tiger's mouth might have been cracked by the shock.
Since his debut, this is the first opponent he has encountered who can injure him in just one fight!
"Ding, the Nangong Seven-Star Martial God skill is activated. For the Martial King skill holder, it can cause an additional 1 point of force suppression. Xu Chu's force is reduced by -1. The current Xu Chu's force is reduced to 106."
"Good boy, eat another stick!" Nangong Qixing was even more eager to fight. Even if he was a heaven-level warrior, he could not take this stick casually.
The person in front of him can take his blow, which is enough to show that this person is considered a good player even if he is placed in the heaven level.
"Ha! Get up!" Xu Zhongkang took a deep breath and suddenly faced him with the big knife in his hand.
Like Nangong Qixing, Xu Chu is also a military commander whose strength outweighs his skills. However, as a powerful general, the feeling of being completely suppressed in terms of strength is not pleasant.
"Boom!" After receiving such a heavy blow in succession, Xu Zu's whole body roared with joy, but he refused to admit defeat and swallowed the bloody mouth again, and his whole body was beaten. The man and the horse had to take several steps back.
He tried hard to lift his arms, but his numb arms were weak for a while, but even so, Xu Chu still held the sword in his hands firmly and refused to let go.
As a military commander, the weapons in your hands are no different than your own life. On the battlefield, if you lose your weapon, you may also lose your life.
"Brother Xu, don't panic, I'm here, Lao Xiong!" A rough voice came, and a long stick also swept towards Nangong Qixing when he swept towards Xu Chu.
"Ding, Xiongkuohai Martial King's skills are activated, the basic force is 104, the Martial King's skills are +3, the cooked copper rod, the purple moon double axe +1, the wind-chasing horse +1, the current force has increased to 109."
"Boom!" The two sticks intersected. On top of the war horse, Xiong Kuohai was knocked backwards by the stick, but stabilized again in a moment.
"Brother Xu Chu, take a break. Let me and Zaixing Brotherhood deal with this madman!" Xiong Kuohai held his stick in one hand and said to Xu Chu while guarding against Nangong Qixing.
Xu Chu's arms seemed to have been severely shaken. Without the time to breathe, the arms might not be able to return to their normal state.
And just now, Yang Zaixing had already rushed over. Moreover, Xiong Kuohai knew that he also had a god-level general on his side, and he would probably arrive in a short time.
After hearing Xiong Kuohai's words, Xu Chu did not express any objection. His arms were now sore and weak, and he could only barely hold the sword in his hand. There was no point in forcing him to join the battle.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to rest for a while. It only takes a moment for his arms to almost recover. Only then can he truly help Xiongkuohai and the others if he gets involved.
