My law is immortal

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Li Yi stood up with his arms propped up. The wound on his shoulder had already stopped bleeding under the guru-level body recovery ability.

Now, all he has to do is to watch, to see how one of the most elite cavalrymen of the Han Dynasty destroyed the confidence of the Japanese warriors.

The sun was shining on the ground, and the rain and blood on the ground penetrated into the ground, dyeing the ground a purple color.

The Xiaoqi Battalion only had [-] elite soldiers, and now they were running together, but their momentum was far more magnificent than the thousands of Dongying warriors.

They are black floods, their front ends are silver sharp knives, and their crotches are bay red horses of the same color.

This black flood flooded into the crimson Japanese army in an instant.

"boom--"

This is the sound of two armies colliding instantly. There is no negotiation or condemnation between them, just four simple words - I come, you die.

The sharp tip of the spear had already connected into a silver lightning bolt when it was a hundred meters away.

At this moment, the two armies were in contact with each other in an instant.

On one side are the most elite and hardest-trained cavalry of the Han Dynasty, and on the other side are Dongying warriors whose personal strength cannot be underestimated.

This was a one-sided massacre. The black torrent, like a black carriage, crashed into a huge piece of red tofu in an instant.

That's right, the Japanese warriors who used to be astonishing and murderous are now just a piece of soft and tender tofu that can be divided into several sections with a knife.

The black spikes quickly pierced the Dongpu warriors from the middle, and the tip of each spear was stained with blood.

The cavalry at the back were carrying heavy sabers and waving harvest heads. Their expressions were casual and flat, as if they were old farmers in the field harvesting their own rice.

The contact is only an instant, and the outcome is completely determined.

Li Yi was stunned, forgetting the pain on his body. He turned his head in astonishment and looked at Wang Yupeng who was fighting in front of him—a scholar with a fair face?Why can lead such a powerful iron-blooded army?

Song Wei brandished the spear in his hand, and led hundreds of remnants behind him to charge out from Songjiang County.

Although these young soldiers were already exhausted, even though they had not rested or had a full meal for several days.

But at this moment, they have something that can generate power, something that can continuously tap the potential in their bodies.

This kind of thing is called - the belief of victory.

Song Wei's body was soaked in blood, and the cloak behind him was soaked in blood, sticking tightly to his back. This blood belonged to him, the blood of the Han soldiers, and the enemy's.

Old Tu was already in pain, but he was like a mad tiger in the cavalry camp, swinging a saber up and down, chopping off heads one by one from time to time.

At this moment, this guy definitely does not look like a hooligan in the slightest, but instead has the posture of a battle-tested soldier. His legs clasped the horse's belly firmly, and he swayed from side to side, easily avoiding the sneak attack of several long knives .

He seemed to want to have a duel with the cavalry of the Xiaoqi Battalion beside him - the Shenwei Army and the Tianwei Army, and said that the two great armies of the Han Dynasty, from generals to soldiers, have always been faint opponents.Although Lao Tu has retired long ago, he still wants to show off his mighty demeanor in front of his opponents.

After a stick of incense.

Song Wei finally led more than a hundred officers and soldiers in Songjiang County, killed them in blood, and joined the cavalry.

One is a tired teacher, and the other is a recharged Xiaoqi, but the two sides cooperated tacitly, like harvesting rice in a rice field, and beat the Dongying people back steadily.

Wind remnants of clouds.

The Dongying warriors have already lost their backbone at this moment. Their leader was cut in half by Li Yi's sword before, and they don't know what it looks like when they are trampled on by people and horses.

Even warriors who regard death as home are not willing to die in vain.

Because they found that no matter how they struggled, they were very powerless in front of the cavalry who kept breaking through their camp like the wind.

"Ugh-"

A horn sounded like a cry from the sea, perhaps because too many people had been killed or injured here, the sound of the horn contained some heavy emotions.

The Dongying warriors heard the horn, as if they were condemned to the execution ground, and suddenly learned that they were pardoned, they fled without the slightest emotion of fighting.

Although they fled, they were still very organized and divided into two parts. Most of them gathered together and retreated.

The other small part spontaneously retreated slowly. They were the death squads that prevented the cavalry from chasing.

Dare to die, does not mean willing to die.

Therefore, when these warriors, whose hearts were sinking, saw that the big Han cavalry on the opposite side stopped chasing and began to gather slowly, they breathed a sigh of relief.

However, what happened next made their hearts that had just been let go rise again in their throats.

Wang Yupeng rode on the white horse. He still looked like a scholar. Even after a long time of bloody killing, the white robe on his body was not stained with blood.

He raised his right hand.

"Wow—"

The cavalry, lined up, raised their weapons together.

Hundreds of sharp spear points pointing to the sky, shocking people.

Wang Yupeng paused with his hand in the air for a moment, then tightened the rein with the other hand, and pinched his legs to the horse's belly.

"kill!"

At the same time as his right hand fell, he yelled out such a word in a low voice.

Life is really fragile, a single word can decide the lives of hundreds or thousands of Japanese warriors.

After the word was uttered.

"Tata—"

The white horse galloped out.

Behind the white horse, hundreds of bay red war horses followed quickly with four hooves.

Those Dongying warriors who dared to die were stunned. They didn't expect that when the opponent had won a complete victory and all the soldiers were red-eyed, they could quickly concentrate their forces and launch another assault with the whole army.

Li Yi saw it in his eyes. He knew that it was easy to command one person, and it was also easy to command ten people, but commanding hundreds of people was like commanding one person. This level was definitely not something that ordinary generals could do.

When Chu and Han were fighting for hegemony, there was a peerless genius who once said that the more soldiers Han used, the better.

Apparently, this scholar who looks simple but fights rough and wild is not a simple character.

"coax--"

Hundreds of horses galloped past in a uniform manner, and the dust was raised high, constantly changing its shape under the sun.

Song Wei sighed, and with the support of the guards beside him, he walked to Li Yi's side and coughed violently twice.

"Puff-"

Then, he suddenly fell to his knees, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks instantly.

This iron-blooded man would not even frown when killing people.

At this moment, he is willing to kneel in front of others.