However, reality does not seem to develop according to their ideas.
When the dense rain of arrows hit those Han soldiers, except for a crisp sound, it didn't even hurt their hair!
"I......"
Cui Lie's eyes widened.
How can this be?
The black suits these people were wearing were actually full-body iron armor!
How much does this cost?
You know, in Wei's Korea, an ordinary iron sword was worth more than ten guan.
Slightly better swords are worth hundreds of swords.
Ordinary soldiers usually wear leather armor and cloth armor.
Except for the iron knives used by a few elite troops, the weapons held in their hands were all spears used by the rest.
The reason is naturally very simple, because a long knife requires at least seven or eight kilograms of good iron, but after replacing it with a spear, only about half a kilogram is enough.
If all the armor worn by these Han soldiers were iron armor, then their armor would have weighed at least fifty or sixty kilograms.
Plus the weapons in their hands and the bits and pieces of accessories on their bodies.
The equipment on this person is almost enough to be armed. A centurion of Wei's North Korea!
However, while he was in a daze here, the soldiers of Modao Army were not in a daze.
Now that the other party has taken action, they are not the kind to swallow their anger.
Several of Wei Youqu's followers had just crossed the line drawn by Han Sanjin, and the Mo Dao in Han Sanjin's hand had already struck their heads.
These soldiers from Wei's North Korea had never seen the terror of Mo Dao. In addition, when they charged before, they were just trying to steal the credit.
Therefore, their formation was naturally extremely dense.
This was the last thing Mo Daojun was afraid of. Han Sanjin shouted loudly, exerted force on his right foot, and turned around suddenly.
With this rotation, all the strength in the body was concentrated on Mo Dao.
The distance between the two sides was so close that the few Wei clan soldiers standing in front of him could only raise their swords to block because of their stunned skills just now.
However, how can these rags in their hands compete with the tempered Mo Dao.
In just a moment, the broken iron pieces in the hands of the soldiers were cut into two pieces.
"puff--"
Then, there is their own body.
Under the shocked gaze of Wei Youqu, Han Sanjin just cut the three followers of Wei Youqu in two with just one blow!
Seeing the colorful internal organs flowing everywhere, Wei Youqu's eyes almost fell off!
Originally I thought it was a one-sided massacre, but now it has completely reversed.
He didn't even have time to react. A dozen soldiers of the Mo Dao Army were already like tigers emerging from their cages.
In just a few moments, they had already entered the ranks of those soldiers.
The armor on their bodies can ensure that they will remain unscathed in any situation, so they don't need to defend at all.
In just an instant, the situation began to reverse.
In less than a quarter of an hour, nearly a hundred soldiers who attacked the military camp had all fallen to the ground.
Moreover, there was not even a complete corpse to be found on this entire battlefield!
Looking at the soldiers covered in blood, they were like demons, waving their long swords to kill them.
Wei Youqu felt that his legs were weak and he almost fell to his knees.
"Protect His Highness!"
Fortunately, Cui Lie finally reacted and quickly reached out to support him. This saved him from the embarrassment of making a fool of himself on the spot, but even so.
Their crisis still existed, seeing these people kill a centurion in less than a quarter of an hour.
Where did the remaining soldiers dare to come up? Soon some of them dropped their weapons and ran away in the distance regardless of the situation.
However, when people are afraid, the feeling of soreness in their hands and feet makes them unable to even run away fast.
As long as those Mo Dao Army soldiers catch up, they will immediately step forward and strike with a sword.
Mo Dao's army was so powerful that even the Huns were killed without the ability to fight back, let alone these useless snacks that had never seen blood.
"Your Highness, leave quickly!"
Seeing that he could no longer stop him, Cui Lie could only quickly protect Wei Youqu and mount his horse.
However, at this moment, a burst of crossbow arrows flew from the military camp in the distance.
Seeing that Wei Youqu had no way to hide, Cui Lie laughed bitterly and threw him down under him.
The next moment, Cui Lie felt a sharp pain in his back, and then, a Mo knife flew towards him.
Cui Lie suddenly discovered that the headless corpse on the ground seemed familiar!
Moreover, why does the guy covered in blood under the corpse look so much like His Royal Highness?
If that is His Royal Highness, then who is he protecting?
Immediately afterwards, a sense of powerlessness came over him, and he lost consciousness directly with this doubt...
"Wait a minute, do it! Wait a minute, do it!"
Jin Xiangwen, who was standing far away, did not expect that these Han people were so powerful in combat.
However, seeing that Cui Lie had been killed and Wei Youqu's life and death were unknown, he had no choice but to go up and stop them.
He really hates Wei Youqu now. This bastard is simply a disaster.
A good negotiation, why did it end up like this?
If he dies, how will he be able to do his job when he goes back?
"Who are you?"
After stepping on Wei Youqu's head into the bloody mud, Han Sanjin waved his hand to signal the soldiers to stop temporarily.
Smelling the pungent smell of blood and feeling the cold blade on his neck, the hairs on his body stood up.
"Shangguan, please calm down, I am Jin Xiangwen, the Prime Minister of Wei's North Korea!"
Jin Xiangwen can be considered a person who has seen the world, but now he was forced to his knees by Han Sanjin's murderous eyes.
"Since you are the Prime Minister, why don't you restrain your men? You actually sent a group of soldiers to attack the camp. Are you trying to bully us into not daring to kill people?"
While Han Sanjin was talking, he conveniently threw Cui Lie's head in front of Jin Xiangwen.
Jin Xiangwen shivered all over, his legs softened, and he sat down on the mud filled with blood.
"Shangguan Mingjian, this is none of my business! It's because my prince is young and ignorant, and that's why he offended Shangguan. Please calm down, Shangguan!"
By this time, Jin Xiangwen was really scared. When a scholar encounters a soldier, he has no reason to explain!
If this kid were to stab him directly, he would really have no place to cry!
"Prince? Where is your prince? Is he already a ghost?"
Han Sanjin took off his mask and said with a sinister smile.
"No, no, the one under Shangguan's feet is..."
"Just him?"
.Han Sanjin glanced at Wei Youqu disdainfully, then put his foot down and used the blood on the ground to wash the boy's face properly...
