The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

For Fujiwara in the crowd, the thousands of cavalry who rushed through the crowd were caught off guard.

Unexpectedly, such a small force would create a miracle again.

Seeing the horror of the Han cavalry being crushed with a huge impact force, Fujiwara almost gritted his teeth, his scalp numb and tightened.

"Don't run away!"

"Her Majesty is right behind us!"

"Runners, kill without mercy!"

Unlike ordinary soldiers, samurai are not easily defeated.

"Grumbling!"

They clamored for cheer.

Under the command of the court warriors, they held simple iron shields, and the warriors in light armor were urged to squeeze to the front to organize defense.

Among the crowd, the warriors who supervised the battle chopped the fleeing peasant soldiers to the ground, and their blood was aroused after the killing.

Iron shields smashed to the ground, and the shield warriors' eyes were bloodshot, and they gritted their teeth.

"Grumbling!"

As the cavalry went and returned, the hooves of the horses approached, and the shouts of the court warriors grew louder.

Many warriors closed their eyes in fear, stepped back with bare and dirty feet, and spun into the soil with all their strength.

There was a deafening sound of hoofbeats.

"Grumbling!"

Someone screamed heart-piercingly out of fear.But none of them backed down, overestimating the "loyalty to Queen Himiko", waiting for the coming impact.

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"kill!"

The moment Ma Chao shouted in a majestic voice, he stabbed a warrior holding a shield.

The spear pierced through the iron shield and penetrated into the chest, and blood flew.

The moment Ma Chao drew out his spear, another samurai killed him brazenly.

In the blink of an eye, Ma Chao drew out his saber, and the light of the sword galloped along with the horse, flashing past the oncoming figure, and the attacker's head whirled.

The horse's hooves twitched like crazy, and rushed towards the front warrior defense phalanx.

The three warriors approached with spears, and the moment Ma Chao passed by, the sword light shone and the silver spear waved like a dragon.

Howls in succession...

The figure of the white armor, holding a long spear, pierced through the enemy's leather armor, and the body flicked, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The second warrior thrust out his spear suddenly and aimed at the gap in Ma Chao's armor.

The sword light slashed, and the spear broke with a click. Ma Chao continued to slash, and with a twist of the blade, it wiped across the warrior's chest, and the bones were exposed... The injured body twitched, and it seemed that he could not survive.

Seeing this, the last warrior roared and hit Ma Chao's horse directly.

It's a pity that Ma Chao's iron spear was faster and longer. As the horse galloped, he passed Ma Chao's long spear over, and the huge force penetrated the spear-wielding warrior's neck.

Siege is useless at all!

"Brother, the enemy is encircling!" Ma Dai reminded aloud.

In the formation of Xiematai, there are sufficient troops, some soldiers and horses are responsible for blocking, and the other part are to gather.

Once the cavalry cannot break through, they will become a turtle in a urn.

Amidst the sound of weapons clashing, the white figure still rushed to the forefront.

An iron gun lifted dozens of warriors into the air, and Ma Chao turned his head slightly.

"What do they do? Don't worry about the people behind, they deserve it if they can't keep up!"

"Protect my sides and cut through them!!"

These people are all Ma Chao's personal guards. How could the warriors brought from Xiliang not keep up?

Turning the field of vision to the surroundings, the incoming warriors gathered into a tide.

"Grumbling!"

They clamored and wanted to knock Ma Chao off his horse.

Ma Chao danced wildly with an iron spear, and knocked out the warriors rushing forward. There were personal guards on the left and right sides, and his younger brother Ma Dai dispatched him from behind. His advancing speed became even faster.

"Where is the enemy general?"

like winter.

Ma Chao uttered a cold voice, swung his iron spear fiercely, pierced a court warrior with violent force, took the opponent's body with him, opened the way and pushed forward frantically.

Fujiwara was not far away, and was shocked when he heard Ma Chao's call.

Wasn't the so-called general stabbed to death by you?