On this hundred-mile wasteland, there are thousands of horsemen chasing one person, clouds floating in the sky, and another thousand arrows are fired in unison, and there is another round of arrow rain.
Ling Yan was like a soybean in a sieve, surrounded by holes, and his small body was not sure when it would fall from the holes and fall to the ground.
In fact, it is more figurative to say when the body will be ejaculated into a sieve.
If someone else, especially the storyteller who tells strange stories and strange things in the world, sees this scene, it must be another capital to brag.
Regardless of who it is and how, it is only necessary to say that there is such a person, who can earn a few applause in front of a thousand cavalry in front of a thousand cavalry like no man's land, and the silver in his pocket will also be bulging.
"Damn, you have to get into a crowded place quickly, otherwise you'll be a live target if you keep running here."
Ling Yan said secretly, his right shoulder had been pierced by a sword from Zamu Qici, and now his left shoulder was shot by an arrow, splashing a splash of blood, and he also received an arrow on his back.
Thousands of cavalry cavalry flocked to the formation, the formation was uniform, the cavalry and horse skills were all very good, there were not many strong cavalry in the world, the Dazheng Dynasty had 30,000 ironclad heavy cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, destroying the city and pulling out the village was invincible, and the second battalion of the three battalions of 100,000 snowflake light horses, the rest was the three thousand wolf cavalry belonging to the Ji Chi tribe, and the rest of the tribes were difficult to be their opponents.
This thousand rider looked carefully, and the wolf head was engraved on the chest of the armor he was wearing, so Ling Yan recognized it at a glance as a world-famous wolf rider.
Otherwise, Ling Yan was conceited and changed to other cavalry, although it was impossible to resist it, but at least it would be easier to escape than this.
The wolf rider is worthy of being one of the three elite cavalry in the world, even if Ling Yan raised his speed to the extreme at this time, it can be said that he is about to exceed the limit, but he was still chased in front of him by the wolf rider.
The wolf rider bore the brunt of the three hundred horsemen, pulled the reins, and the war horse under the crotch neighed, and actually stopped.
If the war horse wants to pull it during the fast run, the waste strength will require at least ten strong men to exert force together, and it may not even be able to pull it.
But these cavalrymen were so easy that they really deserved the name of elite.
However, the stronger the wolf rider, the more unfavorable it became for Ling Yan.
Ling Yan waved his hand in a semicircle and pulled down one of the people on the horse, snatched the saber in his hand, kicked the soles of his feet and slashed at the other person with the knife, the person was shocked but not panicked, and the horse seemed to know the danger and turned an angle to let the man dodge the saber.
The saber slashed into the ground, making a deep cut, and it was at this time that the rest of the men on horseback swung their sabers and attacked.
Ling Yan slashed the saber in his hand in all directions, and if the power of the four extremes broke all the sabers, there was a numbness on his arm.
Although there are thousands of cavalry, the strong and large horses occupy a lot of position, so they really face only dozens of people, but they are all very strong against these dozens of people.
Sergeant force may not be important, but arm strength is a hard condition, especially as a cavalry class.
When the war horse runs, it needs to be vigorous to swing the knife, otherwise it may not even be able to hold the knife steadily, and if you are not careful, you may fall down from the war horse because of inertia, so the army attaches great importance to arm strength.
Like the 30,000 ironclad heavy cavalry of the Zhenbei Army of the Taizheng Dynasty, the minimum strength that can be selected can lift two hundred catties of stone mills with one arm, and the best of them can even lift three or four hundred catties with one hand.
Such a soldier's martial arts cultivation does not need to be high at all, and it doesn't hurt to even be just blank, but it is not surprising that a person has lifted such a boulder after high-intensity training.
The ironclad heavy cavalry is more expensive than the wolf cavalry, and it is always said that the army is the largest gold hole, which is not an exaggeration, because of the high training intensity in the army, the soldier's food alone is a meal, and the training like the ironclad heavy cavalry is stronger, and the food is more, so the cost is greater.
In addition, each cavalry must spend at least 1,000 taels of silver to cultivate, not to mention that the war horse must be excellent, and the weapons worn on the body and the weapons in the hands are very particular.
Just like the saber in the wolf rider, it is said to be a saber, but in fact, it has been out of the world's imagination of the saber, the saber body in the wolf rider is slightly shorter than other three points, and the arc is a little less, so the saber will not have much resistance when the knife is drawn after cutting on the person.
In addition, the handle of the knife has become longer, and the advantage is more obvious than the original saber is that when killing, you can stretch the distance between yourself and the enemy a little more to prevent the enemy from grabbing the sword.
Although Ling Yan said that it seemed that he could easily snatch the saber in the hands of a cavalryman just now, it was based on his own martial arts, and if ordinary people did this, they might have been stabbed to death by the saber before they could get close.
Ling Yan fell into a scuffle, the saber in his hand was very hard, but it was difficult to maintain it for long under the collision with more sabers, and finally it was broken into a section, and Ling Yan was defenseless.
"Uhh Three more cavalrymen came in a charging posture, and as soon as the true qi in Ling Yan's body struck upward, his body suddenly left the ground to reach the same level as the war horse.
Ling Yan slapped a palm on the horse's head, this palm gathered the true qi of his whole body, and the strength was enough to see that even the war horses and cavalry combined were more than a thousand catties, but they could not resist this chapter.
The war horse suddenly lost its balance under this slamming beat, its front hooves bent downward, and the cavalry on horseback also flew forward because of a huge inertia, and smashed it on the ground, a big pit, and such a smash is life and death.
There were still two horses left, two sabers slashed off the head with one knife and the lower half of the body, and Ling Yan's figure that had just stood bent down in an extremely incredible arc, and his legs and knees pressed to the ground.
As soon as he made a force, Ling Yan actually slid forward with his legs to the belly of a war horse, and when he arrived, he slapped the ground with both palms and kicked upwards with both legs, and the war horse fell to the ground in a funny manner.
After the three horses, there were hundreds of horses, these wolf riders had been planning to hack Ling Yan to death on horseback, and they were not willing to get off the horse to fight, if that was the case, Ling Yan felt more relaxed in his heart.
With a stab in the abdomen, the true qi that Ling Yan had just condensed suddenly shattered like an inflated skin, and the true qi disappeared in one fell swoop.
Ling Yan was uneasy in his heart, he actually couldn't condense his true qi at this critical moment, when would this injury be completely healed.
Since the true qi could not be condensed, Ling Yan was like these wolf riders at the moment, and with the eyesight and strength he had cultivated over the years, he quickly rushed behind the wolf rider who had just slashed himself, grabbed the horse and fled.
It's just that he had just run three hundred meters on horseback, and Ling Yan was suddenly knocked off the horseback by a spear, and what was even more terrifying about this spear was that it pierced his chest, and his whole body was directly unable to move, Ling Yan was frightened, the one who came was a strong enemy, and he nailed himself to the ground with one shot.
At this moment, the owner of this gun came slowly from five hundred meters away on a white horse.