Tang Dynasty: Starting from Kou Zhong, the heavens rise!

A piece of feather arrow fell.

A large number of Poyang disciples who rushed to the front were directly penetrated and fell to the ground.

However, the young marshal's archers continued to shoot with arrows, and the speed of the horn bow was faster than the divine arm crossbow.

In an instant, the overwhelming arrows blocked the sunlight and kept covering the Poyang disciples.

According to the configuration of the young marshal's army, an archer has thirty arrows in a bag. Often when one falls, the other has already been shot.

"what?!"

Wails and screams came and went.

Those originally crazy Poyang disciples were pierced by feather arrows, and their blood flowed out gurglingly.

If someone is penetrated by a crossbow arrow, it is often a momentary pain, but if it is penetrated by a feather arrow, it is a constant and severe pain. Some people are even directly hit by the fire, with seven or eight feather arrows in their body, like a hedgehog. He fell in a pool of blood, his eyes widened as big as a gong, full of unwillingness.

Although the Poyang Sect captured the entire Poyang County and governed seven counties, Lin Shihong did not know how to manage military affairs at all. He spent a lot of gold and silver to recruit disciples. The Poyang Sect had more than [-] gang members in a short period of time, which seemed huge. In fact, it has long been strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Of these [-] disciples, less than [-] were covered with armor, and it was not iron armor, just ordinary leather armor.

The leather armor was unable to defend against the arrows fired from the horned bow at such a close distance, let alone the divine arm crossbow.

Wave after wave of Poyang disciples were shot into gourds of blood, and tens of thousands of corpses fell in front of the young commander's army.

Seeing this scene, the Song brothers and sisters at the foot of Wulong Mountain were speechless.

Facing the crossbowmen of the Shaoshuai Army, the Poyang disciples were like living targets, sent up one by one.

"Keep rushing!"

Lin Shihong watched his subordinates being shot to death, with blood dripping from his eyes. He suppressed the anger in his chest and continued to give orders.

Although military advisor Cui Jixiu was heartbroken, he knew that he could only win the victory by rushing up and interrupting the young marshal's crossbowmen.

Chapter 37: Riding alone to break the formation, Lin Shihong is the leader of thousands of troops!

As the Poyang sect disciples charged desperately, one wave after another, like waves constantly hitting the young commander's army formation.

More and more bodies fell to the ground, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

However, the Poyang sect disciples were getting closer to the crossbowmen of the young marshal's army.

"Master Ling."

"It's up to you here."

With stern eyes, Kou Zhong took the Black Dragon Skybreaking Halberd from his bodyguard and rushed out of his own army formation on horseback.

"Order: Light troops attack!"

Xu Ziling, who temporarily took over the command, calmly issued an order.

"woohoo"

The melodious sound of horns sounded on the battlefield.

Three thousand light soldiers wearing black iron armor with fine scales, their hair tied in buns, and holding wild goose feather knives suddenly came out.

The leaders were none other than the three captains Gui Xiliang, Xingrong and Bai Rong.

Everyone looked at the figure of Kou Zhong riding alone in front of him, with unprecedented enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes.

"Okay, what a guy who wants to die!"

"Tell the brothers to surround and kill Kou Zhong at all costs."

Lin Shihong saw Kou Zhong riding his horse out into battle with his own eyes. He was so surprised that he quickly gave the order.

"Yes."

Military advisor Cui Jixiu couldn't help but order his disciples from Poyang to surround Kou Zhong.

Gradually, Poyang disciples from all directions gathered towards the center, forming a huge encirclement.

"Brother, he..."

When Song Yuzhi at the foot of Wulong Mountain saw this scene, his pretty face changed and he clenched his jade hands tightly.

Song Shidao couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I am going alone!"

"Kou Zhong's spirit is unmatched by anyone in the world!"

"Hahaha!"

"Good come!"

Looking at the flood of Poyang disciples in front of him, Kou Zhong was filled with enthusiasm. The Yang Zhenqi in his body passed through the eight extraordinary meridians and poured continuously into the war horse under him and the Black Dragon Breaking Heaven Halberd in his hand.

next moment.

He rode forward and rushed into the crowd.

Kou Zhong waved the Mysterious Dragon Breaking Heaven Halberd in his hand, and streaks of fiery red Qi attached to it, surging fiercely.

"Ha! Ha!"

Under the blow of the halberd, hundreds of Poyang disciples were cut into pieces, blood spattered, internal organs and minced meat everywhere, and the ground was a mess.

Kou Zhong and his horse fought out of it covered in blood, as terrifying as hellish demons, but this was just the beginning.

I saw him galloping on horseback, the Black Dragon Breaking Heaven Halberd like the death scythe, galloping across the Pengze River. Every time he passed, large areas of Poyang disciples turned into minced meat. The Yang Zhenqi in his body continued to rise, evaporating his blood that stained him red. From a distance, it looks like blood mist.

"Hahaha!"

"Cool!"

Amidst the laughter, Kou Zhong's figure became more and more domineering.

More and more Poyang disciples died under his halberd, exceeding a thousand and counting.

The airtight encirclement was suddenly broken through. It was not the Poyang disciples who were besieging Kou Zhong, but Kou Zhong who was killing them wantonly, like a tiger hunting a flock of sheep, out of control!

"brothers!"

"Follow the young marshal and kill!"

At this moment, Gui Xiliang, Xingrong, and Bai Rong arrived with three thousand light troops.

"Whoa!"

The three first-class peaks held the Qiu Shui Yan Fei Dao and killed a dozen Poyang disciples in front of them.

Then, three thousand light soldiers grasped Yan Ling Dao, rushed into the battlefield, and began to slaughter.

Each of these light soldiers are third-rate masters, and the Yanling Sword in their hands is even more powerful. They have also mastered the 'Mangniu Dali Jue' and the 'Extermination Cross Sword'. They are extremely brave. With one blow, the Poyang Sect disciple was directly hacked to the ground. Blood spurts.

A pile of scattered Poyang disciples managed to form a huge military formation by getting close to the crowd. Facing such an elite young marshal's army and light soldiers, how could they defeat them?

In an instant.

Three thousand light soldiers penetrated the front row of Po and drove the Poyang disciples to cover the rear.

"No, they are not people, they are devils!"

"I'm not fighting, I'm going home!"

Under this fierce attack, the psychological defenses of the Poyang sect disciples collapsed instantly.

One by one, they dropped their weapons and fled in all directions in a hurry, not caring about the battlefield.

Seeing this, the corners of Xu Ziling's lips curved slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The whole army is coming!"

"Yes."

Accompanied by this order and the melodious sound of the trumpet, the Chinese army's banner slowly moved forward.

"attack!"

Two thousand crossbowmen followed closely with broken steps.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Sharp whistling sounds continued to echo through the wilderness.

One after another, the feather arrows crossed the arc, fell heavily, and penetrated the bodies of the fleeing Poyang disciples.

As the crossbowmen of the Young Marshal's army pressed forward, it was like the last straw that overcame the situation. Even the Poyang disciples who had been holding on collapsed.

Only the black torrent was left in the entire wilderness crushing the variegated torrent, and there were Poyang disciples fleeing everywhere.

"Xie Yingdeng, You Junda."

"You two are coming, don't hold back any more, and fight with all your strength."

Xu Ziling was so angry that he shouted loudly.

"Yes."

Xie Yingdeng and You Junda, who commanded the crossbowmen, excitedly waved their golden crow spears and five-pronged sky-holding forks, and joined the pursuit.

The two thousand crossbowmen, except for the one hundred divine arm crossbowmen, were still cooperating with the light soldiers to snipe the enemy. The remaining [-] archers put down their empty horn bows and drew out the horizontal swords on their waists. Although they only wore leather armor, they had also practiced the 'Rang Niu Dali Jue' and the 'Extermination Cross Knife', so their strength was not bad.

After these people put down their bows and arrows, they became murderous demons for a time. They slashed everywhere, staining the wilderness with blood and leaving corpses everywhere.

'what? '

The sudden change made Lin Shihong completely crazy.

One hundred thousand disciples surrounded and killed only [-] marshal's troops, but they actually broke the formation and fled in panic. It was simply unreasonable!

"Help Master."

"We have lost the opportunity. If we don't retreat, we may be completely wiped out."

Military advisor Cui Jixiu saw that the Poyang disciples and the Shaoshuai army were not the same level of opponents. They were five thousand elites, but they were one hundred thousand trash. How could they defeat them?He quickly persuaded.

If this continues, the only thing waiting for the Poyang Sect is destruction.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Lin Shihong, accept your fate!"

Kou Zhong broke through the enemy's formation and threw the Xuanlong Sky-Breaking Halberd in his hand, slamming it into the ground.

He himself stood on horseback and jumped towards Lin Shihong on the opposite side.

"not good!"

When Lin Shihong saw the menacing Kou Zhong, his expression suddenly changed, and he was about to summon his energy to fight against him.

However, Kou Zhong had already pulled out the Dragon Tooth Sword in the air, and the fiery red energy passed through the handle to the blade.

"The tenth change of shock, the fifth change is coldness!"

The loud voice resounded through the audience.

A bright red sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air and struck out horizontally.

The originally blazing temperature, under this knife, made people feel extremely cold, and the cold light penetrated to the bones.

"Pfft!"

Faced with this knife, Lin Shihong didn't even have time to resist.

Just like that, he was decapitated by this stunning and stunning sword, and blood spurted out from his neck, surging like a spring.

This veteran of the Yingui sect, Pishou Xuan's disciple, leader of the Poyang sect, one of the eight gangs and ten guilds, and a leader among the heroes in the world, died in the hands of Kou Zhong.

Chapter 38: Jinyi patrols the city, Kou Zhong captures a county!

"The boss is dead!"

"Run!"

Following Lin Shihong's death, the entire Poyang sect disciples along the Pengze River panicked.

Everyone ran to the river like crazy, because all the boats of the Poyang sect were parked by the river.

But they didn't expect that a large number of Ssangyong gang members would suddenly appear on the riverside pier, led by a hundred heavily armored infantry.