"Shoot them."
Among the front row soldiers of Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, suddenly the divine arm archers appeared from behind the shield soldiers, then raised the divine arm bow and pulled the trigger towards the Meng Yuan cavalry.
You only get one chance.
After pulling the trigger, they left the front row between the gaps.
“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”
"Pfft. Pfft."
The powerful crossbow arrows shot at the Meng Yuan cavalry like thunder. Even if they were wearing armor, many Mongolian and Yuan warriors were shot dead or fell off their horses because they were unable to control their horses due to injuries.
For a moment, the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry in the front fell on their backs.
"kill!!!!!!!!!!"
Wan Yanxian opened his eyes wide and looked at the arrows in front of him as if nothing existed. He raised the black iron sword and roared to kill with all his strength.
In the blink of an eye, he was hit by two arrows in the chest. It hurt, but he just thought it was a mosquito bite.
After decades of fighting on the battlefield, minor injuries like this are a common occurrence.
"Kill!!!!" Hou Wancheng, like Wan Yanxian, took the lead, risking his arrows in front.
The two great tiger ministers are as courageous as the mouth of a bowl.
"Whoosh!!!!" After the crossbow, it was the archers' turn to fight. The arrows shot by the Meng Yuan light cavalry fell like raindrops.
Although the soldiers of Wang Gui and Zhang Shengjun were wearing armor and had shield soldiers in the front row, they still suffered huge injuries. Many soldiers fell into a pool of blood without saying a word and died with their eyes open.
The Han archers in the back row immediately stood up to fight back. Causes continuous damage to the heavy armored cavalry at the front of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.
Put the bows and arrows behind and shoot cold shots. It can cause damage, but it cannot determine victory or defeat.
Only hand-to-hand combat can determine victory or defeat.
Meng Yuan wasted no time, the bet was won, and Liaodong was in hand.
The Han army was confident of victory.
The two armies collided.
"Kill!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Meng Yuan armored cavalry in the front row had an astonishing light in their eyes. The cavalry spear in their hands was pointed slightly downward, aiming at the Han army's armored shield. soldiers.
But the spear is only an auxiliary, the real weapons are the horses and themselves.
Both men and horses rushed forward.
"Stop them. Cut them down. Just like we have done for more than ten years. The Han army is fearless." The Han army, a veteran in the front row of heavy armored shield soldiers, sank at the waist and held up the shield in front of him. shouted.
"Boom!!!" a sound.
Like thunder, like a landslide. Countless Mongolian and Yuan heavy armored cavalry crashed into the Han army's shields. Countless Han soldiers with heavy armor and shields fell down without a word, and then were crushed to death, vomiting blood.
"kill!!!!!!!"
The Han army's second and third rows of heavily armored spearmen were also affected. The heavily armored spearmen who withstood the collision took the opportunity to rush out from behind. With red eyes, they stabbed out the infantry spears in their hands and clashed with Meng Yuan's heavy armored cavalry.
When the situation is like a landslide, it is not human power that can save it.
An army of hundreds of thousands was defeated like a mountain. Ninety thousand households had no choice but to choose to die.
When the fist is put away and punched out again.
The strength is different.
At this moment, the Meng Yuan soldiers were almost invincible.
Wu Canglong and the other six Wanhu men led the infantry and tried their best to block the soldiers of Zhao Yanting, Zhao Mancheng, Wei Ru and others who were outflanking them from both sides.
The Mongolian and Yuan cavalry rushed forward.
Put yourself to death and live again. All Mongolian soldiers know very well that if they don't win, they will die. Their fighting power was stretched to its strongest level.
They were on par with the Han army.
The heavy armored and heavy cavalry of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties in the front row, and the heavy armored spearmen and heavy armored and heavy axemen of the Han army, consumed each other, and the battle damage was visible to the naked eye.
It is not a number, but a living face and a human life.
Like an epiphyllum, it blooms and then goes out.
Everyone is in it, unable to escape or escape.
Under the banner of "Han". Wu Nian held the horse in his hand and looked at Wan Yanxian and Hou Wancheng who were getting closer and closer. Although his blood was boiling, his expression did not change much and he looked very calm.
He turned his head and glanced at Wei Polu. The child was already extremely excited, as hungry and thirsty as a child who had not yet been weaned.
Wu Nian turned his head and looked forward, recognizing Wan Yanxian. This black iron sword is so familiar.
I have been at odds with him for more than ten years.
"Leave Wan Yanxian to me." Wu Nian said to Wei Polu.
"Okay." Wei Polu turned his head, stared at Hou Wancheng under the banner of "Hou", and grasped the eight-foot-long horse in his hand.
"Come on." Wu Nian roared, his brows filled with excitement, and he wanted to express his domineering power.
"kill!!!!!!!!!!"
Wan Yanxian and Hou Wancheng took the lead. Their armors were stained with blood, their eyes were wide open, they roared violently, and they slashed left and right, killing many Han soldiers. Finally, he broke through many obstacles and arrived in front of Wu Nian and Wei Polu.
Wan Yanxian looked at Wu Nian in front of him. He was extremely jealous when meeting an enemy.
"Wu Nian. Let's put an end to the confrontation of more than ten years." Wan Yanxian shouted with blood rushing to his head as he recalled the scenes of the past ten years.
"It's just what everyone wants." Wu Changchang laughed, and the horse spear in his hand made a preemptive strike and went straight to Wan Yanxian's chest and abdomen.
Wan Yanxian is as passionate as fire, venting his life and burning himself unscrupulously.
Today is the end of the battle.
Death is not terrible.
The terrible thing is that life is unsatisfactory.
I burned myself and fought to death on the battlefield. Today I will kill the King of Han.
Even if he is an old man and wants to die, he is still a man.
Not to be taken lightly.
What's more, a peerless tiger minister like Wan Yanxian?
Wan Yanxian vigorously swung the black iron sword in his hand and intercepted Wu Nian's horse. Then, with a smooth sweep, he slashed Wu Nian's neck with the black iron sword.
Fighting for life, I am invincible.
Without me, I am invincible.
"Hahahahahahaha!!!! So happy." Wu Nian laughed upon seeing this, smiling unscrupulously, and then fought for his life with him.
kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The martial arts of the two have almost reached the limit of human beings. At this moment, Wanyan appeared qualified to compete with the Overlord.
The two of them seemed like dancers dancing on the tip of a knife, or like a man walking a tightrope a hundred meters in the air. Every move he makes may result in death on the spot.
It was full of dangers for a while, but it was also wonderful.
What a tough fight.
the other side. Wei Polu faced off against Hou Wancheng. Both of them were very capable, and they knew exactly what moves the opponent could use.
Wei Polu is young and vigorous, while Hou Wancheng is old and hot.
For a moment, Hou Wancheng pressed Wei Polu and beat him.
at the same time. The remaining seven Meng Yuan Wanhu also broke out. It was like a monkey writhing in the belly of Princess Iron Fan.
There are seven thousand households, each with its head.
Go in seven directions and draw troops to fight. Not only are they protecting the cavalry, but they also seem to be breaking through the Han army's prison.
Defeat the Han army.
Kill, kill and make a bright future.
I will defeat the Han army and capture Liaodong.
