The battle on the post road with the frozen field cavalry playing the leading role came to an end, and soon there were scouts who passed on the general military situation to Ren Chunyun, the captain of the southwest and north countries, and Zhu Boyu, the captain of the northwest wind Qiu, the two generals reacted very differently, Ren Chunyun, who was wearing bright red armor, stood with a saber, and laughed after hearing that Ma Jinchai was deflated, stroked the horse's mane, and gloated with a face.
The same state is the general, the rank is comparable, since the official hat on everyone's head is not much different, it is naturally the enemy, Ren Chunyun, who was born in poverty, has long been displeased with the ridiculously named Ma Xiaowei, and the commander of the captain is the seed Sun Zhan of Lingzhou, what kind of good fighting elite soldiers can be trained, Lingzhou Plain has two plain areas that are easy for the cavalry to stretch for training, last year Ren Chunyun and Ma Jinchai had a dispute, and taught a flashy frozen field cavalry, but Ren Chunyun was quickly pulled back by Ma Jinchai in the officialdom, It's okay, no one dares to do anything in this thunder pool, it's just a batch of weapons and ordnance distributed to the local army from the cool border pass according to the law, Ren Chunyun only got some "leftovers and cold burns" that are not even B-class qualifications, and only after inquiring did he know that it was Ma Jinchai's in-laws who were responsible for the important members of the Beiliang Road Hyogurt who had stumbled, and then Ma Jinchai took a hundred cavalry troops with brand new armor to kill Youkou under the pretext of killing Youkou, and came to Ren Chunyun's garrison to show off his might.
Zhu Boyu on the other side is much calmer, his perception of Ma Jinchai has always been very poor, but he never puts it on his face, he really meets the wine and drinks, and he should be polite, so the Fengqiu cavalry and Ma Jinchai's group of sons and brothers get along quite well, mainly because Zhu Boyu is also a military attache who came out of the mansion, and his fathers have fought side by side, and they have a life-changing friendship to lay the foundation, but although Zhu Boyu has never been to the border battlefield to gild, the merit book is quite thin, but it is rare to be able to calm down to govern the army Captain of the Beiliang Qingzhuang faction, Over the years, he has held real power, and has often been ridiculed and ridiculed by many miscellaneous generals who have returned to Lingzhou with military merits behind their backs, so that Zhu Boyu is more willing to get along with Ma Jinchai and these guys.
Zhu Boyu is now worried that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who has not been killed in the officialdom of Lingzhou, will take the opportunity to take the opportunity to take Ma Jinchai and his ilk, and even he Zhu Boyu will be pulled off the horse, where will His Royal Highness care if you are a captain with no military merits in Fengqiu, whether you are clean and self-conscious, or Zhu Boyu, who is in collusion with Ma Jinchai, unfortunately gave birth to a baby-faced Zhu Boyu on horseback, the war horse is only of the second class, and the only thirty or so first-class war horses in the Fengqiu cavalry army have been given to meritorious captains and elite soldiers.
Zhu Boyu waved his hand, and asked the scout who did not need to dismount according to the rules of the Fengqiu cavalry to report back to explore again, Zhu Boyu, who was dressed in ordinary armor, exhaled a breath of mist, and his expression was extremely solemn, because he could see that His Royal Highness the prince of the world could be described as a bodhisattva to the officialdom of Lingzhou, but the military and politics were different, and with the experience of Huaihua General Zhong Hongwu, Zhu Boyu asserted that the garrisons of various counties in Lingzhou were not so lucky.
The peach blossom beauty fan fanned softly, the breeze blew on the face, the sideburns and hair fluttered lightly, and the handsome boy in black fur looked away, showing the three cavalry teams surrounded by a fan-shaped battle formation, obviously different from the previous two hundred horses, the horses' hooves were neat and consistent, and there was no confusion.
With his outstanding eyesight, he could clearly see the young horsemen with resolute eyes, as if they had been instructed to do so, and had no intention of wielding the light crossbow at all.
Bei Liang's control and prohibition of the crossbow is very strict, and if you dare to hold a crossbow, even if it is a small light crossbow that can be used by a girl like an inch crossbow, once it is discovered, it will be raided on the same day, and there is absolutely no room for maneuver.
The movement runs wildly on the post road, and the mud is splashed everywhere in the straight line under his feet, and the momentum is terrifying.
In his eyes, the two hundred riders who were vulnerable before were delicate and frail little ladies who needed to be supported, and the two or three hundred riders in front of him were nothing more than sturdy women with slightly greater strength, and they couldn't withstand a few whips from his movement.
The character is very inconsistent with the name of the first-class master laughed and rushed forward, three iron guns stabbed at the same time, the movement held the tips of the two cold guns with both hands, twisted into two pieces of iron, the wrist pulled inward and then hit out, the two horses who refused to let go were knocked off the horse by him ringing the bell, the middle shot against the heart of the movement, but failed to pierce a penetration, but was the smiling face of the burly man continued to rush forward, downward diagonal spear in the air bent an exaggerated arc, it can be seen that the strength and toughness of this cavalry are by no means comparable to Ma Jinchai's pawns.
As an outstanding warrior who can occupy a place among the small group of people at the top of the rivers and lakes, where does he care whether the bite of the ants under his feet is light or heavy, his knees are bent, he burrows into the belly of the horse, and carries a war horse in a rapid forward situation on one shoulder, and the movement is like an overlord carrying the ding, smashing the horse to the rear of the cavalry.
The trailing few horses that were affected by the pond fish fell to the ground, but they were soon pulled out of the shoulders of the horsemen who bypassed the dead war horse sideways, and the two robes rode together, and a gun was fiercely handed to the completely invulnerable music, and finally was aroused a little interest in the music rampant laughter, suddenly rose from the ground, stepped on the head of a horseman, and then took advantage of the dragonfly to point the water, wandered left and right, trampled on the next horseman and a war horse, instantly let more than a dozen horses completely lose their combat power, the music seems to feel that it is still not enjoyable, and they are too lazy to do it after landing, Just buried his head in the collision, everywhere he went, the war horses were all broken bones and died after the violent impact.
After the left-handed hundred-man cavalry saw this, under the command of the leading lieutenant, they did not rush to charge, but the leader continued to slack by, and the hundred spears in their hands were thrown out in turn, most of the iron guns stabbed on the body of the movement slipped or bounced down on the post road, and some of the iron guns that did not pierce the movement were directly nailed into the frozen soil of the post road, and the music was teasing, and also wanted to let Bei Liang stare wide-eyed to see his Uncle Le's King Kong physique, standing still in place, after the gun, The right hand of 100 people rode up with a rain of arrows, and the music of the man was all laughed at, in addition to the broken clothes, the body was unscathed, the movement seemed to be big, in fact, it was also silently accumulating, trying to climb to the peak and fight again, it was not impossible to continue to tease the group of rats alone, but be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, in case there was a martial arts master hidden in the cavalry, and when his music machine attenuated, he shot insidiously, although it was said that it would not capsize in the gutter, but once he lost a little face, God knows if the vicious boy behind him will be angry with him when he is bored.
Serving this young master, the music is really more laborious than serving the ancestors, and if he can be higher than the handsome young man, he will not mind changing the taste of the music that has always scorned the famous and the prostitutes.
Coke Zhang knows very well that this kind of ruthless revenge that can be comforted by thinking about it is mostly impossible to count on in this life, unless that person is knocked into the dust by the immortal figure who suddenly appears, he will have the opportunity to go down the well and step on the stone.
But on the North Liang Road, there has already been an old sword god Li Chungang, and Chen Zhibao has also defected to Beijing, leaving only a junior disciple of the spear fairy Wang Xiu, and Yuan Zuozong, who is the commander of the border cavalry, can these two remaining top masters still appear here Although the 100-person cavalry facing the movement on the post road was penetrated, it soon launched a charge again, and a 100-person cavalry team at the foot of the mountain also joined the battlefield under the personal leadership of Huang Xiaokuai, and the 100-person cavalry on the left and right sides changed the crossbow and the throwing gun, even if they could not make contributions to the masters of the King Kong Realm, but the formation was closely connected, and the performance was far more remarkable than Ma Jinchai's frozen field cavalry.
The unafraid music exhaled slowly, the mist was long, stretched out his arms and twisted the wrist joints, it seemed that the horse's hooves were noisy, a foot shook the ground, and the dull roar was faintly overshadowed by the hoof, the music stepped on the post road one by one, the momentum grew longer, the rumbling was like rolling thunder on the flat ground, and the ups and downs of the two hundred horses on the post road were much stronger, but no one was still afraid.
The officialdom battles in Beiliang, especially the pouring in the army, have always been spurned by the temple pillars of the Liyang court as a farce in the village.
Compared with the capital in the imperial court, those intentions and portals are all in the same vein for several generations, the atmosphere created by Beiliang in just 20 years, how to get into the eyes of the court bigwigs It's just that many pillars of the court have forgotten that the Liyang Imperial Court has their cultural heritage of these experts in governing the country, and the poor Beiliang also has a unique inheritance of the wind and bones of the Beiliang Iron Rider, Dong Yueqi failed to do a good job, but such as Wang Zhi, Ren Chunyun, Zhu Boyu, Huang Xiaokuai, etc., These little lieutenants and military attachés who are not even qualified to enter the field of vision of the temple giants have done a good job.
The movement wanted to break off a few Beiliang backbones with his own hands, of course he didn't know what the torch was passed on, and he didn't bother to think deeply, but the different cavalry in front of him made him feel very uncomfortable, Lao Tzu finally became a first-class master, and in the end he was a cow and a horse for an offspring The movement stared at the rider who was riding the armor with a brilliant cool knife out of the sheath, and the vigorous qi was full of the whole body, only feeling like the earth fairy could carry it with a sword, and the wild laughter of the movement that had reached the peak of the spirit resounded through the post road, and collided with the rider, and when he was fifty steps away, he jumped high, stretched his long arms, and smashed down with a fist.
Huang Xiaokuai, the pearl captain who took the lead, blocked with a horizontal knife, the people and horses Beiliang knives all sank suddenly, the four hooves of the war horse were instantly broken by the unstoppable force of Qianjun, the Beiliang blade was only squeezed out of the man's fist with a trace of blood, Huang Xiaokuai held the knife in one hand, and held the back of the knife with the other, but he was still powerless to stop the fist of the evil fang, pressed down a mouthful of blood, abandoned the horse and moved sideways, the blade was wiped on the man's fist, and still failed to cut the skin.
Forcing this person to be unable to pursue them, the captain even threw a shot, which stabbed into the crotch of the movement like a needle, and the cooperation in an instant was vicious and effective.
For the first time, the movement frowned.
Killing the master of the King Kong realm, the essence is nothing more than the four words "water and stone".
If you give the master enough respite, slowly replenish the qi machine, and restore the river weather in the body, you will have to start all over again.
However, the master's qi savings, has always been scattered and easy to gather, the qi is flowing for hundreds of miles, this legendary land fairy realm, is the same as a product of the master of the King Kong realm and the finger Xuan realm is also unattainable, like the movement of two consecutive traps, the qi machine ups and downs fell to eighty, during the period of the rain of guns and arrows without moving like a mountain, but only with a stupid way to recover to ninety.
The reason why the battle death of the Sword Emperor of Xishu was evaluated as tragic on the rivers and lakes was not purely because he regretted that this master was crushed into a puddle of flesh, but also because this swordsmanship master guarded the gate of the Xishu Imperial City alone for that worthless surname, and the enemy he faced was a swarm of locust cavalry surging away, without a chance to breathe at all, and he only fought to the end with that hanging breath, which was simply watching himself walk on the Huangquan Road step by step.
But the movement only frowned, and he was only facing a hundred riders.
Casually pushed away the commander's dazzling shot, tiptoed, stepped on the iron spear thrown by the horseman, and smashed it on the captain's head with a knee, the music dove occupied the magpie's nest and stood on horseback, the war horse ran forward by inertia, and the proud music inadvertently looked at the top of the mountain, and for no reason there was a tightness in the chest.
There was a ride slowly descending the mountain.
Faster and faster.
In the distance behind the movement, the peach blossom fan was snapped shut, and the long vermilion rope with a white sheath on the other end of the child's crystal white wrist was suddenly straightened.
While riding down the mountain, Brother Heiqiu Gongzi was also keenly aware of being targeted by a person on the mountain, and muttered to himself: "Why did Beiliang and such an inconspicuous master Zhao Gou never mention it." ” The movement's scalp is numb, as if it were a ghost in the daytime, and it is frightened to the core.
The figure on horseback had fluttering sleeves, and from the cuffs to the arms, there were countless red threads clinging to it, like a red snake crawling with vivid scarlet.
Back then, there was such a human cat that "wrapped around the snake in red" rode leisurely towards his music.
The music that was poked in the soft underbelly was like a madman, and his expression was painful, and he squatted on the horse's back, hooked his scalp with ten fingers of both hands, and then raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and slapped his hands to kill the war horse, and swept towards the horse.
The pearl cavalry at the foot of the mountain and on the post road all subconsciously stopped their horses, leaving the rider who went down the mountain and the unknown warriors who were always unstoppable.
The rider dismounts and continues to "move forward".
I thought that at least a couple of people who were going to fight a few sticks of incense passed by.
The scarlet sleeves grew redder.
It turned out that he had an extra pair of bloody human skins peeled from head to toe on his hands.
The three hundred horsemen on this side of the post road all widened their eyes, and watched His Highness who was carrying fresh skins in his hands sweep away, stopped in front of the boy who no longer shook the fan, and threw the human skin high with his hand.
This scene is unforgettable for Huang Xiaokuai's life.
His Royal Highness, who wore an ordinary Beiliang knife on his waist, faced the "crossing the river" that did not lose to the Nanhua knife.
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