Xiliang Iron Cavalry

The astonishment in Cheng Qiu's eyes flashed away, and the expression on his face was still indifferent. No matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually be exhausted, but he has 2000 troops. With a wave of his hand, the lieutenant immediately led [-] soldiers to join him. On the battlefield, he rushed straight to the cavalry led by Zhang Zhi.

As the governor of Liangzhou, Cheng Qiu has a high position and authority, and the number of people staring at this position is unknown. He can stand out from the crowd and stand tall. He must have inhuman methods. The cavalry didn't frighten Cheng Qiu. If he was afraid of such a little person, he wouldn't have to mess around.

The 300 people led by the deputy general are Cheng Qiu's hardcore supporters, that is, the dead in the eyes of the world. For Cheng Qiu, these people can sacrifice their lives without hesitation. It is Cheng Qiu who gave them hope in adversity. Giving them food and clothing, they have been indoctrinated over the years to do everything for Cheng Qiu, and those who resisted have long since died.

The passage of time has obliterated their concept of life and death, and they survived only for Cheng Qiu, in other words, they are no longer their own.

These dead soldiers may not have superior strength and tacit cooperation in the battle formation, but their loyalty is beyond doubt, and their offensive posture is completely desperate.

This kind of fighting style that does not spare their lives, forcibly blocked the cavalry's attack with blood, and the offensive was stagnant. Often when a soldier of the Xiliang Army killed an enemy, it attracted several enemies who were not afraid of death. They are like wooden men who don't know pain, and they choose to collide with the fast-running horse with their bodies. The death of their companions can't see the slightest surprise in their eyes, as if they are looking at something that has nothing to do with them. The soldiers who were knocked into the air by the horses could not be shocked by any ripples.

There are 18 people in Zhang Zhi's offensive team, eight of them are Lone Wolf Special Forces, with excellent weapons and bravery in combat, and first-class horsemanship. Accepting all heads is simply a meat grinder on the battlefield. Even so, it can't do anything to the enemy in front of you.

The enemy's desperate fighting style finally stopped the cavalry attack led by Zhang Zhi. The horses suffered more and more wounds and lost the power of the horses. With Zhang Zhi's order, more than a dozen people dismounted one after another. , The Xiliang army is not afraid of anyone.The narrow battlefield made it impossible for Zhang Zhi's numerical disadvantage to be reflected at all.

No. 51 led the soldiers to block Cheng Yin, and soon fought against Cheng Yin. Cheng Yin was brave, and No. 51 was unafraid. Whether it was the first horse battle or the subsequent foot battle, the Lone Wolf Soldier was the all-rounder. Having gained a false reputation, the two of them came and went, and they fought evenly for a while.

People have missteps and horses have stumbled, and the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. If you are not careful, you will be suspected of falling. No. 51 just avoided Cheng Yin's attack. Ying stabbed at him, and the spear pierced No. 51's shoulder socket. Cheng Yin seized the opportunity and slashed.

With the endurance of No. 51, he couldn't help but growl, and let out an inhuman cry, which attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

Cheng Yin shouted: "Okay!" He didn't feel ashamed of the soldier's sneak attack at all, and he coincided with Professor Jia Rong's tactics.

However, the soldiers in the ball team were not the Xiliang Army. Cheng Yin's actions would only attract more soldiers' contempt. On the battlefield, the two generals fighting were considered extremely sacred to the soldiers.

Raising the saber with his right hand, he swung it forcefully. The enemy soldier who was attacking was beheaded directly, and his head fell to the ground with a grunt. A bloody firework was actually staged, and No. 51 was also sprayed with blood all over his body and face.

At this time, No. 51 was like a demon from hell, his expression was extremely hideous because of the trauma on his body, and the saber in his right hand was dripping blood continuously, exuding a human-thirsty light.

The affected enemy soldiers couldn't help taking a step back, looking at No. 51 with fear and incredulity in their eyes. As Cheng Yin's direct soldier, he can be called the elite soldier in the whole team and has experienced the battlefield more than once. , They have seen too many deaths in Pao Ze, and seen too many enemies killed. Over time, they have gradually become numb to killing. Such bloody killing methods have stirred up the string deep in their hearts, yes, it is fear.

The timid soldiers kept drilling towards the densely populated area of ​​Paoze, as if only in that way would they feel safe, and the weapons in their hands were more like firesticks.

In contrast, the morale of the Xiliang army has become even higher. They have seen too many bloody tactics, but this kind of method can arouse the militant cells in the body, especially the Qiang soldiers, who even roared at the enemy. The Qiang people worship the strong most, and only the strong can make them boil.

No. 51 licked the blood from his lips. Regardless of the injuries on his body, he swung his knife to kill Cheng Yin again. He staggered but did not lose the fierceness of the offensive. The sharpness of the knife was more like a knife, and Cheng Yin had no choice but to parry for a while. , the main general was suppressed, and the soldiers under Cheng Yin's command retreated steadily, losing their edge just now.

The battlefield is cruel and ruthless. When people are exhausted, the soldiers of the Xiliang Army have already been exhausted after continuous battles. A Xiliang Army soldier was stabbed in the body by the enemy's spear, but he held the enemy's weapon tightly. To create an opportunity for Paoze behind him, the war has reached a fever pitch, and the soldiers on both sides are also jealous.

Eating in the same pot for a long time, how can there be no feelings for each other, they are all old men, why don't they have any anger, and no one wants to admit that they are cowards.

Many epic characters emerged on the ruthless battlefield. The counterattack of the soldiers before they died, the angry roar of the robe, the galloping momentum of the horses, and the ping-pong sound of the intersecting weapons all formed a unique symphony, resounding over the city of Wuwei. .

Looking at the tragic death of the soldiers under his command, Jia Rong carefully put away his compassion. On the battlefield, he must not forget his identity. What should the soldier do, no matter when, he must make the mountain collapse without changing his face.

At this time, Jia Rong is a banner in the army, pointing out the direction for the soldiers.

No. 51 died, and his counterattack when he was dying caused Cheng Yin to die. He was cut with a hideous wound on his leg, which was shocking. Being able to attack again, Cheng Yin was even more startled by the smile on No. 51's face when he was about to die. Facing death with a smile, what kind of soldier was in front of him?

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