Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 690 The Courage of the Tiger 3
People turned their backs on their horses and their blood was flying, and all of a sudden the former army of the thousand-man team was also stunned.Whether it is the Mongolian Taiji or the Khan king, or even the centurions and thousand commanders who command hundreds of cavalry, martial arts are the first points of their lives, and their martial arts will never be low.The outer martial arts they practiced can also cultivate true qi and inner strength from the outside in. The small kung fu fighting alone may not be as good as the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect and the elders of the same generation, but when it comes to the martial arts above the battle formation, it is Songshan. The entire faction of the faction came out today to fight against the Thousand People Team, which was also the result of the entire faction being slaughtered.

The Mongols were beaten because of this. Compared with them, the generals of the Ming army are indeed no worse or even better in personal martial arts. However, when they reach the level of the generals, they are mainly commanding rather than personally attacking and fighting. .The exception is probably Ma Fang, who will also make a name for himself this time, but Ma Fang is not in Datong, and he is not a senior general at this time.

As a result, this general of the Ming army in front of him was nothing more than rushing into the formation alone, but he could actually stimulate the body-protecting qi into a sharp sword beam, covering three feet outside the body?Twenty or so heavy cavalry were killed in one face-to-face kill, which is too exaggerated.Bailang is not interested in explaining their confusion to them.

Bai Lang waved his lance to kill him, and with one lance he would pierce the armored cavalry with horses and slaughter them like killing a chicken. The long Pu Dao in his left hand chopped off flatly, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten people and horses' heads were cut off.Unsurprisingly, the blade rolled up, Bailang abandoned the knife, holding a long lance in both hands, and swayed the martial arts of the world with ease, easily stabbing one Mongolian heavy cavalry off his horse.

After all, the horse under the crotch is a normal horse. Bailang was not very satisfied. He wanted a horse with 16 palms like the Indian curly horse.Right now, this war horse is about to die after rushing this time. It snorts frequently, and the horse's neck is full of sweat.Especially when Bailang Changqi provoked opponents, it lost a lot of horsepower.

Bailang has a strong arm, even if he uses unfavorable levers to provoke a heavy cavalry weighing more than 200 kilograms, it is nothing, but the war horse is too much. It's not bad to be overwhelmed all at once.So Bailang jumped up, kicked a Mongolian soldier to death, and snatched his horse by the way.

These Mongolian soldiers were actually still shooting arrows, and they used the sabers and short spears in their hands to slash and stab with the help of the impact horsepower, but they couldn't get close to Bailang's body, and they were directly kicked off the horse and died.Bailang kept urging the horse, and it seemed that he was going to kill the entire thousand riders.Even now, the number of heavy cavalry who died in his hands was only five or sixty, but no one dared to stop him.

Bailang stabbed one person to death again, and he felt that the iron spear was blunt. When he looked back, he saw that the tip of the spear and the front blade had been bent and damaged because he had pierced through the enemy's armor and body many times.Bailang threw it out and penetrated one person and one horse again, and then he saw the commander, who was wearing ring armor.

"Haha! Die!" Bailang burst into the air again with a big laugh, killing the commander.The surrounding heavy cavalry gathered again to prepare to attack, the arrows fell like a shower, and there were even hidden weapons. "Huh?! There's actually a Demon Cult! Heimuya colluded with the Tartars, really damn it!" Bai Lang roared.

Then he slapped the rushing heavy cavalry on the chest of the heavy cavalry, and the other hand smashed the slashing saber with a fist of phoenix eyes. The power of the palm of his hand was completely passed on, and the heavy cavalry was directly blasted from the inside out. Become a flower-like person.Bailang stood up and passed a heavy cavalry. The armor that the knife slashed on his body was indeed broken, but the knife was also broken, and Bailang's palm turned over and grabbed it.
Among the laughter, Bai Lang waved his hand brazenly. The brutality of the killing has scared many people's courage, and Bai Lang has already faced the thousand commander directly at this time.

At this time, the armor on Bailang's body was slightly damaged, and the cloak used to prevent arrows was torn by himself early in the morning. Standing there, Bailang, with his beard and hair, looked at the commander with a beard and smiled - as if he was looking at a head. Just as happy as a grade credit.After that, the two palms returned to the air, and then strode out with one palm to shoot.

The palm strength is like a raging wave, surging and surging, but there are people standing in front of this thousand commanders, and at first glance, it is not a Mongolian but a demon sect traitor.The weapons in the hands of these two people were also one sword and one sword, and they saw Bailang was five feet apart and already took out their palms.Immediately, they were relieved - anyway, in their opinion, how could anyone in this world be able to reach a distance of five feet?
When they drew their swords, the white waves were already approaching [-] feet, and the wind from the palms made it hard to breathe. The trash widened his eyes.

The palm force crushed these two unfortunate ghosts, and the commander had time to take out a long knife and cut it down. The meaning is that a hundred old monks will be killed by murderous aura in front of him, and they will be cut into two pieces by this thousand commander-the thief bald is so useless.

This knife broke Bailang's slashing palm, which was five feet away. However, Bailang was already in front of his eyes at this time. The big man grabbed it casually and let the figure of the thousand households change in various ways on the horse.As soon as Bailang grabbed it, he tore the thousand households off the horse, smashed the steel knife, grabbed the skull and pulled it out - well, a head is in hand.

Bailang boarded the horses of the thousand households, urged the horses to move forward, and killed one more person. This time, he got a good thing - a mace, which was much more durable.The stick was five feet long and hardwood was the thickness of a wrist.There is an iron hoop three feet on one end, and four-sided large nails on it, and the total weight is about twenty pounds. "This thing can be used for infuriating energy, and it seems that it can be used for a long time." Bailang hit the horse on horseback, and there was no one before the big stick hit the horse.

Bailang killed more than [-] people and thousands of households, all of them scattered with a blast, the Mongolian cavalry fled in all directions, and Bailang took advantage of the situation to enter the camp.At this time, Mongolian masters and magic sect masters rushed over to try to surround and kill this brave general of the Ming Dynasty-poorly they still don't know who this Ming general is.
(End of this chapter)