Chapter One Hundred and Five At this time, Jiang Mo had already suffered internal injuries, the spirit sword flew out of his hand, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth under the spirit armor, and his consciousness was blurred.
When the heavy knives of the two barbarian generals roared, he was no longer powerless to dodge, and even more powerless to parry, but the shadow drift of the dark spirit martial arts became his life-saving magic weapon, and he used the few remaining residual thoughts to cast the shadow drift, and instantly returned to the back of the arrow battlement on the city wall, as soon as he appeared, the spirit armor on his body dispersed, and the person passed out.
The Feng army on the city wall was first startled by Jiang Mo who suddenly appeared, but when he saw that his mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was pale, and his eyes were closed, he hurriedly rushed forward, dragged him to the city, and found a military doctor for treatment.
Jiang Mo fought to the death, although he successfully destroyed the brute's thunderbolt, but it only solved the tip of the iceberg, and it couldn't reverse the overall disadvantage of the border city.
The siege of the barbarians on all sides became more and more fierce, and seeing that the defenders of the border city could not resist, at this time, a group of men and horses came from the rear of the barbarian camp.
Like the wave of barbarians in front, this group of men and horses did not play flags, all infantry, but the speed was very fast, and from a distance, the dust was flying, and it was impossible to see how many people there were, and which country's army it was.
Listening to the report of his subordinates, there were people coming from the rear again, and the commander of the barbarian army was stunned, and he couldn't figure out which wave of people this was.
He looked back, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see the reason, and then ordered his men who came to report to see who the group of men and horses was.
The brute colonel took the order to leave, but never returned.
The team of people who came was not an outsider, it was the two thousand wind troops who were ambushed in Yuanwang Town headed by Tang Yin.
The barbarians launched an attack on the city, and Tang Yin got the spies' report as soon as possible, and immediately gathered all his soldiers scattered in the town and rushed to the border city.
Before they arrived, they saw the flames of the border city in the distance, and the people shouted and neighed, and they knew that a fierce battle was going on without thinking.
Tang Yin knew that there were many barbarians, for fear that he would not be able to resist it, so he was anxious, he raised full speed and ran to the front, and the Shangguan brothers, Cheng Jin, Aoqing, and the two thousand soldiers were all left far behind him.
He was hurrying forward, and suddenly saw a barbarian soldier coming from a fast horse in front of him, Tang Yin was so smart that he immediately understood that this was the barbarian soldier who came to investigate, he was silent, but the speed of the forward rush was faster.
He saw the barbarian colonel, and the latter also saw him, the brute colonel judged that he was a wind man just by looking at Tang Yin's clothes, no need to ask, the people who followed him were all wind soldiers.
The barbarian colonel did not dare to move forward, hurriedly grabbed the reins of the war horse, turned the horse's head, and planned to go back to report the news.
He was fast, but he couldn't be as fast as Tang Yin's shadow drift, and at the moment when he turned the horse's head, Tang Yin had already appeared on horseback, standing behind Xiao Xiaoxiao, and the two were almost close together.
"Ah" The barbarian colonel screamed in fright, and was about to pull the knife and cut down Tang Yin, who was on the war horse, but the latter grabbed his wrist first, and the other hand choked the colonel's neck.
With the flash of black fire, the little colonel didn't even scream, his body turned into smoke, and the armor and clothes that had lost his master were scattered from the horse to the ground.
Tang Yin was silent, rode on the war horse, slapped the horse's buttocks with his hand, urged the war horse, and rushed straight towards the barbarian camp.
He had heard that the barbarian Pabu horse was unusually strong, but now he experienced it himself, and it felt that it was true, although the war horse was galloping, people could hardly feel too much bumps when sitting on it, and the only drawback was that the speed was too slow, especially compared to his war horse Ruying, the speed difference was huge.
There was not much time to understand, Tang Yin had urged the horse to rush to the end of the barbarian camp, the barbarian soldiers guarding the end of the formation thought that it was their own colonel to go and return, and did not pay much attention, when Tang Yin rode to them close to them, these barbarians suddenly found that the original war horse was their own war horse, but the person on the horse had changed, and now it was a wind man sitting on horseback.
"It's the enemy," one of the brutes screamed.
As soon as his words were shouted, Tang Yin had already approached him, he let go of the reins, drew his two knives, and when the war horse passed by the barbarian, his blade also slashed the barbarian's throat. strike The sword light appeared, and the blood splattered.
The barbarian staggered back with both hands on his severed throat, sat on the ground with his buttocks, twitched a few times, and stopped moving, the other barbarians were shocked when they saw this, and rushed up, spears and axes, and stabbed at Tang Yin in unison.
Tang Yin released the aura, and his body instantly condensed into spiritual armor, and then put the two knives together, completing the spiritualization of the soldiers, the two knives merged into one, turning into a long sickle, between the shaking of his arm, only to hear a snort, the surface of the sickle was covered with a layer of intense black flames.
"Kill" Tang Yin shouted on the horse, the sickle swept out, and all the barbarians raised their spears to parry, but how could ordinary spears stand up to spiritual weapons, with a crisp sound of clicking and clicking, a row of barbarians in front of the war horse was split in two with spears.
The spear was broken, and there were still remnants of the broken spear, and the sad thing was that after the person was cut off, there was not even a single hair left, and the flesh had been burned clean by the dark fire attached to the sickle, and turned into a trace of aura.
When the barbarians behind saw this scene, they seemed to have been electrified, and they were dumbfounded, and they didn't know who screamed: "The sickle is on the sickle of black fire."
The shout made the brutes involuntarily retreat.
The last battle in Yuanwang Town, although the scale was not large, Tang Yin left a deep impression on the barbarians, and there were rumors in the city-state of Besa that there was a general in the Wind Country who was armed with a fire scythe, extremely powerful, just like the god of death on the battlefield, no one could be defeated.
At this time, when they saw Tang Yin and the strangely shaped scythe covered with black fire, the barbarians suddenly remembered this rumor and instinctively retreated.
They retreated, Tang Yin was close, he had already made up his mind, taking advantage of the lack of preparation of the barbarians, to break through the opponent's Chinese army, and kill the enemy's generals first.
No matter how fast the infantry is, they can't be faster than the horses.
When the barbarians retreated in fear, Tang Yin rode up on horseback, and between the swings of the scythe, black flames filled the air, drawing strange black lights in the air.
Most of the hundreds of barbarian soldiers guarding the tail of the formation disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the armor and weapons scattered everywhere on the ground.
The remaining barbarians were completely frightened, and no one dared to take the initiative to intercept them, and no one dared to block in front of Tang Yin's war horse, and dozens of barbarians retreated to both sides.
They retreated, just to make way for Tang Yin, he clamped the belly of the war horse with his legs, entered the enemy camp, and went straight to the Chinese army.
The Chinese army is the place where the main general is, the command center of the entire camp, and of course the most important place, it should have been well defended, but the main strength of the barbarians has been put into the city battle, and there are few barbarians left in the camp, plus Tang Yin is extremely fierce, rushing into the barbarian camp, as if entering a no-man's land, the barbarians who have been killed sporadically have been killed by his sickle before they can get close to the front of the war horse.
Soon, Tang Yin rushed to the center of the barbarian camp, and saw a middle-aged barbarian general in the crowd from a distance, just looking at his gorgeous clothes and the front and back clusters of pomp, Tang Yin immediately judged that this person's status in the barbarian army was not simple, Shizhi was the main general of the barbarian soldiers, he didn't think about it, and directly urged the horse to rush over.
Seeing him rushing forward, the barbarian master stepped forward to stop the surrounding guards, these barbarians are all spiritual cultivators, and their cultivation is profound, and their fighting skills are also refined, more than 20 guards, and at the same time display the spiritualization of soldiers, the scene is spectacular.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the scythe in Tang Yin's hand had already taken the lead in swinging, and at the same time, a narrow half-moon-shaped spiritual wave also flew out.
The guards sensed that Tang Yin's cultivation was profound, and they didn't dare to make a hard connection with the spiritual waves sent out by him, or jump or fall to the ground to dodge his edge.
After the spirit wave, all the guards rushed up, some attacked Tang Yin, some attacked the war horse, and more than 20 spirit weapons attacked from all directions. doesn't work hard, just talks about fighting skills, no one can compare to Tang Yin.
Although the number of opponents was large, Tang Yin didn't pay attention to it, he didn't panic, the scythe danced, and easily defused the opponent's attacks one by one, without waiting for the other party to launch the second round of Qi attack, Tang Yin's sickle had been stabbed out like electricity.
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One of the jumping guards was still in mid-air, stabbed in the lower abdomen by a scythe, and he only had time to let out a brief exclamation, and then his body was melted by the dark fire of the scythe, and the owner's clothes and weapons were scattered in midair.
These guards were all dead, and according to the rules of the city-state of Besa, once the lord was killed, their personal guards would also be executed, so when they watched their comrades die tragically, they knew that they were not defeated by the other party, but none of them did not move forward, but the attack became more frantic and even more desperate.
Tang Yin didn't pay attention to these guards, but during the fight, he could see that the middle-aged general of the barbarian soldiers was urging his horse to gallop forward, and then looking forward, it was the Besa cavalry of the brigade.
This should be the legendary barbarian heavy armored cavalry, I saw this group of cavalry, all dressed in heavy armor, from top to bottom, all wrapped in iron armor, only two small holes in the iron mask on the face, they are not spirit warriors, but the head of this body is enough to be comparable to the spirit warriors wearing spirit armor, and then look down, even the war horses they stepped on are also wearing thick iron armor, when the two armies face each other, they are like movable steel fortresses, and the combat effectiveness on the battlefield can be imagined.
It would be even more difficult to let the commander of the barbarian army flee into the camp of the heavily armored cavalry and try to kill him again.
Tang Yin was in a hurry, he shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of my way" As he spoke, the sickle in his hand swung several times sharply, sending out several sharp spiritual waves.
He thought that he could force the barbarian guards who were entangled with him to retreat, but to his surprise, these guards actually recognized being cut off by Lingbo, and did not take a step back, and still pestered him to death.
Seeing that the barbarian general was about to enter the ranks of the heavily armored cavalry, Tang Yin snorted and took a deep breath, only to see that the body of his war horse suddenly disappeared, turning into a faint black mist, as if evaporating in the air, and then appeared behind the side of the barbarian general's war horse.
"Down" Tang Yin shouted violently, the sickle swept out, only to hear two clicks, the middle-aged general stepped off the war horse's two hind horse legs and broke in response, the war horse lost the support of the horse's legs, fell back under the force, and the middle-aged general sitting on the horse's back also involuntarily fell down on his back
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