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Chapter 37 Charge

"kill!"

The horse team in the distance roared, and Yang Xiao took the lead. When he was about to arrive in front of the bandits, he threw the torch in his hand forward. The torch drew a graceful arc and landed on the ground, illuminating the panicked face of the bandits.

Yang Xiao did not charge forward. He knew it himself. After throwing the torch over, he pushed the horse's head to the right to avoid blocking the path of the people behind him.

Following Yang Xiao was Liu Sanqi. As a soldier who had fought an old war, he knew very well how to exert the impact of the horse team to the limit. After he imitating Yang Xiao, he threw out the torch, took off the long-handled sword hanging on the right side of the horse, and crossed it on the saddle. The blade turned forward, urged the horse to fight, and rushed forward.

This long-handled sword was modified from a waist knife when he was in Zhaojiazhuang. It was crossed on the saddle and slashed with the power of the horse. Even iron armor could be cut open in one go, not to mention that there were no bandits in these leather armor and cotton armor.

Liu Sanqi took the lead, and the soldiers behind him were not willing to be outdone. They threw out the torches in their hands, all of whom were like Liu Sanqi and stuck the long-handled sword on the saddle.

A lineup of horses seemed to have grown a long fang out of thin air, turning into a torrent, rushing forward frantically.

"The cavalry defeats the sword first. People take advantage of the horse's power and attack first. No matter how brave you are, you can't stop the horse's attack by using human power."

Yang Xiao stood there and watched the horses running like a strong wind. Everyone was lying on the horse's back to reduce the resistance of the wind. The long-handled sword shone with bloody light under the reflection of the flames.

"puff!"

Liu Sanqi rode on the horse and passed by a thief. He could even feel the thief panting. The long-handled sword took advantage of the horse's stance and was as fast as lightning. Liu Sanqi had no idea which part of the thief had cut the sword, because before the blood was spurted out, his horse had quickly crossed out. At this time, the screams of the thief sounded. But on this battlefield where killing calls were all called, a person's dying scream seemed extremely insignificant.

"when!"

I don't know how many thieves' bodies were cut open, but Liu Sanqi only felt the big sword shock. He immediately realized that the thieves blocked his slash. He subconsciously raised his head, but saw a tall and fat man standing there, holding a huge iron hammer in his hand, and he looked as if he was a blacksmith.

Liu Sanqi didn't even stop. He just glanced at the big man coldly and continued to urge the war horse because he knew very clearly that the sergeant behind him would treat him.

All the soldiers bent their waists, pressed their upper body tightly against the horses, and activated the horses. They would not wave their weapons and rush left and right when the horses sprinted like they did on TV. In the high-speed horse team, if you do this, you may be shocked by the recoil force, or the hand holding the knife was broken. All they needed to do was to maintain the speed and position of the horses, and the big knife was stuck on the saddle, extremely strong, and they did not need to chop hard.

The fierce man was extremely powerful, and his sledgehammer danced like an embroidery needle. When the second war horse was about to pass over him, the hammer in his hand suddenly rose up and hit the horse's head heavily.

The war horse roared and fell heavily to the ground. The fallen horse slashed forward several feet with inertia, knocking down four or five bandits before then stopped.

"Ao..."

The man roared wildly, his voice roaring like a tiger in the valley, spreading far away in the darkness.

But unfortunately, this is a battlefield, a desperate battle between two armies, rather than a one-on-one battle arena. Just as the man shouted out, the third war horse had already arrived.

Seeing the big knife crossing the saddle, shining with a cold light, it was ruthlessly slashing towards his waist and abdomen. The big man was startled and blocked the hammer in front of him.

"when!"

The horse passed by him. Under high speed movement, the big knife carried more than a hundred kilograms of strength. The big man only felt a shock all over his body, and his body shook a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

"Dang!Dang!..."

One big knife after another then continued to slash the hammer in the big man's hand, making him unable to even find a chance to breathe. When the seventh horse ran towards him, the big man finally couldn't stand this continuous pressure anymore, and the hammer in his hand fell to the ground.

"puff!"

The eighth horse had already arrived, and the waist knife ruthlessly cut open his waist and abdomen. As the colorful intestines spilled all over the ground, the man fell to the ground with an unwilling expression.

The torch that fell to the ground was already half extinguished and half bright. With the dark red firelight, he could clearly see the movements in the battlefield. The blood sprayed everywhere mixed with the broken limbs and arms, and coupled with the screams of the injured, the entire battlefield was like hell on earth.

"call!"

When there was no one in front of him, Liu Sanqi slowed down the horse's speed, and slowly ran dozens of steps before turning the horse's head. The galloping horse was breathing heavily, turning into wisps of white mist. Liu Sanqi raised his arms high and signaled the horse team behind him to move closer to him.

Liu Sanqi looked at the battlefield with his narrow eyes. The bandits were not in a form, and under the impact of the horse team, they were even more chaotic. Everyone showed fear on their faces. They looked at the horse team, Yang Xiao standing there, and Wang Zhengnan and other soldiers who were beating shields not far away.

Since the bandits broke out, they fought with the official army and had a victory or defeat. But without exception, they were qualified to compete with the officers and soldiers when there were many people and many powers. Some fierce officers and soldiers dared to charge when they saw the bandits. Some officials wanted to fight with the bandits, but after standing at the top of the city for a few hours, they had no choice but to lead the troops back. Because the bandits' team stretched for a hundred miles and were unable to kill them.

The bandits who were victorious were originally inferior to those of the official army, but now they were attacked by the enemy again, and almost everyone began to be confused.

"ah……"

A young man in the bandits, about fifteen or sixteen, was so scared that his face was as white as paper. His scattered blood and broken limbs and broken arms were scared to his courage. As he screamed wildly, he took off the spear in his hand, turned around and ran away.

If one person is like this, the team will immediately become weak and the bandits will be like an avalanche. Almost all bandits will disperse immediately and flee in all directions.

"Liu Sanqi, leading a team to chase and kill the bandits, and no one can be let go. In order to prevent the incident in Meixian, everyone will kill them!"

"Wang Zhengnan, block the entrance of the tunnel. If there are bandits who want to come out of the tunnel, there is no need to fight, just set fire!"

Yang Xiao felt that he had a punch to the cotton and was quite powerless. He originally thought that today was a tough battle, but he did not expect to win so quickly and gave a quick order.

"yes!"

"Subordinate to obey the order!"
Chapter completed!
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