The Tatar cavalry grew thicker and tighter, and at last more than two hundred men were assembled.
Zulu's face, which was still calm, was now extremely cold, and a loud roar came out of his mouth, like the roar of a wild beast.
So two hundred iron horsemen rushed out like wild horses that had escaped from the brisle.
The high-speed movement is extremely fast, but even so, they still maintain the densest array, everyone, in this dense formation, seems to remember their duties, the distance between the cavalry and the cavalry is only a few inches away, but no one rushes, their riding skills have reached a state of supernatural control, and the control of the horse can be called the peak.
Boom boom boom Horses' hooves roared.
Zhu Houzhao stood on the stage, his face had completely changed, he was almost choked up, the defeat of a thousand horsemen had made him desperate, and now, Ye Chunqiu's standing up only made him sad.
He really wanted to leave Ye Chunqiu behind, but after begging, he knew that there was no way to persuade him, this person should be the person he admired the most in his life, this admiration is no longer a recognition of Ye Chunqiu's ability, nor is it pleasant to get along with him, but Zhu Houzhao can feel that there is always a spirit in Ye Chunqiu's body, a kind of nothing, which seems to move him, this is an emotion that is both close and dare not offend, and now this person is on the cruel battlefield Zhu Houzhao almost didn't dare to look at it, the Tatar iron cavalry gave him a deep impression of his memory, and then he knew why the Ming army in the nine-sided towns, although there were tens of millions of people, encountered the southern invasion of the Tatars, but without exception chose to shrink and hold on, because these people who have experienced killing since they can remember, these Tatars who were born on horseback since childhood, are too terrible.
Zhu Houzhao couldn't stand steadily, he sat on the chair with a dejected ass, and there was only despair and powerlessness left in his eyes, this is the most elite Tatar Khan tent soldier, the unrivaled rider in the world, Ye Chunqiu is finished.
Liu Jin, who was standing aside, carefully served Zhu Houzhao a cup of tea and sent it to Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao waved his hand impatiently, and the tea cup immediately fell to the ground, with a click, the tea cup shattered in response, and the hot tea rose on the ground with a cloud of white mist.
But such a great movement did not attract anyone, for the roar sounded, and the horses' hooves kicked up dust, like a dark cloud, and they were already madly rushing towards the thin array of new troops.
Boom boom boom Getting closer and closer, Ye Chunqiu's hand was tightly gripping the sword, he took a deep breath, but there was no emotion in his mind, he wanted to kill, or he was killed, and now he had no choice, he could now feel that Zhang Shao's mood before he died, because now he is the same.
His only grief and anger was no longer the ferocity of these Tatars, but he had brought his protégés here, and if he could not take them alive, he would have been indebted before he died But he looked ahead, and the burly figure of Nazulu was already clearly visible, and he gritted his teeth, and only one last thought came to his mind: "Now there is only a fight to the death, that's all, kill" "Ready" Steel spears, very stable These recruits, even in heavy armor, were not afraid.
Because his mentor is standing with him, he is not retreating, he is also in front.
The power of example is endless, and if even he and Deputy Counselor Wang are still leading the way, why should I be afraid?
Every time the horse's hooves rise and fall, their hearts skip a beat, and the only thing they can do in this environment is to hold the steel spear in their hand.
Getting closer, getting closer and closer, Xu Jie gritted his teeth and suddenly found himself in front of him a dark shadow.
Wang Shouren made a hysterical voice: "Steady" steady Yes, during the exercise, Deputy Counselor Wang always only admonishes one thing, steady; When the battle situation is favorable, you must be stable, you must be with your companions, only by stabilizing will you not give people a chance to turn the tables; If you face a strong enemy, you must also be stable, you must be stable, because only by maintaining the queue can you be undefeated.
In an instant, he saw the front hooves of the tall war horse raised, and the knight on the horse was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, holding a long knife high, which had blocked the sun in front of him, casting a murderous black shadow.
Xu Jie's heart, a trace of fear passed in an instant, he felt that he was so close to death, this fleeting fear, made him want to choose a way to escape, this must be everyone's reaction, just like any person, in the face of a high-speed dangerous thing, it is also the instinct to dodge.
But this thought was just a flash of thought, and it immediately disappeared without a trace in Xu Jie's mind, because he couldn't leave everything in front of him, he couldn't leave behind his comrades, even if it was just yesterday, he had a quarrel with the people around him, but now, he found that he had forgiven the person who had a quarrel with him, and even he was willing to stand side by side with him.
He also can't leave behind the morality taught to him by his teachers in the night class, there are too many things he cherishes in this small group, he can't let go of it, he can't hide, the only thing he can do is to face it bravely like everyone else.
"Thorn" A voice rang out.
Like a dream, when this familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded, all Xu Jie's thoughts had disappeared, and he did not hesitate, and the clenched steel spear stabbed out.
Click The plate armor under the ribs rubbed, and countless steel spears pierced out neatly.
Xu Jie clearly saw that his steel spear stabbed out fiercely, and then, when it touched the leg of the Tatar in front of him holding the war horse, he chuckled in his heart, and before he could react, the tip of the spear pierced through the opponent's leather armor, directly into the flesh, and finally pierced his leg fiercely.
It's like tying paper.
Or maybe it's stabbed into the tofu.
He easily pulled out his spear, and at this time, the cavalry in front of him howled and turned over and fell off the horse, and the war horse under the seat lost its owner, although the horse slowed down, but still rushed towards Xu Jie. bang The war horse slammed into Xu Jie's body.
It hurt all over his body, he was almost knocked away, but his comrades behind him resisted him, and most importantly, his defensive gait made him neutralize a lot of strength, his heels were almost embedded in the mud, and he only felt that the bones on his body were almost scattered.
But he was still standing, very steady. aa2705221: