One horse can be worth a thousand, and the armor is stained red with blood.
Jia Qi took the lead and was separated from the five thousand cavalry behind him by a distance of forty or fifty feet. The Jurchen cavalry were already ready at this time, with their bows and arrows bent like the full moon, but no one let go.
A round of mounted shooting just to deal with one person? Normal people wouldn't do this either.
This scene is a bit funny. The neat Jurchen battle formation, tens of thousands of people are waiting, the bows are strung, the arrows are in place, but they are facing a young general rushing over, but they just watch.
It's not that they won't shoot Jia Qi alone, but in order to gain the most, they have to target the large army behind Jia Qi.
Qi Piangu, who was in the center of the military formation, narrowed his eyes as he watched a young general charge into the formation. In ancient battlefield duels, there was no such thing as charging into the formation, but how could anyone rush over.
At least he brought a team of cavalry with him. Why would he come here alone? Anyway, he didn't understand the opponent's operation. Not only him, but even Meng Brother Mu'er looked confused.
The bravest warriors of their tribe did not dare to do this. A man rushed into the military formation, and his life was just a lie.
However, you can't just watch the other side rush into battle alone without any reaction. This may very well disrupt your own morale.
Qi Piangu, who was sitting on horseback, raised his right hand, pointed at Jia Qi in the field, and shouted loudly.
"Who is here?? Capture this person for me!! Bounty of one thousand taels!!"
Although these people knew that the people who rushed into the battle were usually the rare good soldiers in the army, but there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and some people responded quickly.
"Kano is here!!"
As he spoke, there was a strong man standing in front of the formation. He drew out his sword from his waist and galloped out. Jia Qi's speed did not slow down. As he spoke, he was only a hundred or ten meters away from the Jurchen formation.
There was no skill in this confrontation. The two men clashed with each other, and the two horses crossed each other.
I saw a flash of sword light, a head rising into the sky, and the long knife in the hand of the strong Jurchen man was broken with it.
Weapons blessed by Dahuangting are not comparable to ordinary weapons in terms of sharpness and toughness.
A simple sword kill, including the person and the sword. Seeing this scene, the Jurchens aroused a lot of restlessness. They had never seen such an unreasonable sword.
Seeing that Jia Qi did not stop, he continued to charge towards the battle formation on horseback, and two more Jurchen men rushed out.
"Let's!!"
There were two loud shouts from the battle formation, and two people wearing white armor and yellow armor rushed out. One on the left and one on the right, they attacked each other. The long knives were in their hands and were swung high. All he saw was a ball of white light exploding with great force.
However, the situation was still no different. It was still a sword strike and two heads fell to the ground.
Looking at Jia Qi in front of him with his sword one by one, the five thousand cavalry behind them couldn't help but their mood fluctuated sharply.
The general is the courage of hundreds of armies, and Jia Qi's awesome power makes the soldiers behind him who have fought against the Jurchens also become brave.
It seems that these people in front of me are not so invincible.
"The general is mighty~"
The Snow Dragon Riders all shouted loudly, and their morale seemed to have been boosted by Jia Qi's action.
The tension in his eyes had disappeared without a trace unconsciously, leaving only excitement, and the long knife in his hand seemed to be held tighter.
On the other hand, on the Jurchen side, three warriors died in a row. The morale of the soldiers was a bit low, and Qi Piangu's expression became ugly.
He pointed at Jia Qi and asked: "Who is this person? Who can take him down? The reward is ten thousand taels!!"
While speaking, Jia Qi had already approached the Jurchen battle formation at a distance of twenty meters.
Looking at the cavalrymen who drew their bows like a full moon, Jia Qi smiled coldly. He guessed that the other party would not attack him, and instead targeted the group of cavalrymen behind him. If they were ordinary people, even if they rushed over, they would not be able to influence the situation of the battle. , but unfortunately, he is not an ordinary person.
There are no fancy moves, just a simple one-hit sweep.
The war horses roared and the horses' hooves thundered, and the sound of a sword cut through the noise with an extremely arrogant gesture and reached everyone's ears.
A gust of wind followed, setting off billowing smoke and dust on the withered grass, like the tide of the Qiantang River, rising into the sky.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a black sandstorm, opening its huge mouth to swallow up everything in sight.
When the soldiers standing on the wall defending saw this scene, they didn't even notice that the long spears in their hands fell to the ground.
What did they see just now? What happened just now? On the horizon, a huge wave of a thousand meters appeared here.
"Isn't that Jia Qi a god?"
"Miracle~"
"Damn it, is it so exaggerated?"
"With him here, we are invincible~"
"Invincible~"
"Invincible~"
The soldiers who defended the city in Liaodong, who slowly came to their senses, suddenly became excited. They had been suppressed and beaten by the Jurchen tribe in these years, and they were filled with resentment in their hearts.
They were not optimistic about going out to the city to fight today. They didn't expect that the young general would give them a big surprise right from the start.
But on the contrary, the Jurchen side was confused.
This sweeping blow was none other than the sword energy of Li Chungang, the sword god in the snow, rolling over the dragon wall.
A kilometer long sword energy shot out across the Jurchen cavalry, making the Jurchen cavalry dumbfounded. Is this a move performed by one person? ?
Shouldn't it be that the sword will see blood and the fist will touch the flesh? Throw a few thunderbolts again, but what's going on? ?
The Jurchen cavalry in the front row did not react at all and were engulfed by the billowing smoke. For a while, the Jurchen battle formation was in chaos.
"Steady!! Steady!!"
Qi Piangu, who was in the rear, saw this situation, his expression suddenly sank, his heart was trembling, and he quickly gave the order.
In fact, when he saw this move, he had already guessed who Jia Qi was. It was impossible for ordinary people to do those things in Jianzhou without anyone noticing.
Only such people can accomplish those seemingly impossible things.
Before leaving, Qiu Qing first analyzed the opponent's situation with him. Although the opponent was powerful, he was determined not to be invincible. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to sneak attack at night, nor would he have gone out of his way to kill the family members of each tribe leader to threaten them. They, and what's more, those people before did not dare to fight with them.
If the other party was really invincible in this world, he would have fought openly and openly.
He felt that what Qiu Qingxian said was right. Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, he expected that there must be limits to such moves. Otherwise, if the other party could just come out alone, why would he need to lead these five thousand men?
But he forgot one thing. This was on the battlefield, and not everyone knew about it. Faced with a blow that seemed like a god and demon, those soldiers who didn't know why would easily have problems with their mentality.
His words did not have much effect. Once the morale of the army was dispersed, they were naturally defeated.
Then the five thousand people behind Jia Qi rushed into the Jurchen battle formation with great enthusiasm. Following Jia Qi, they were like steel vertebrae, drilling through the formation without even a stick of incense.
The city gate burst open again, and Guo Yingjing led an army of 50,000 people out of the city.
"Kill~"
