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Li Yi stood up with his arms supported. The wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding thanks to his master-level physical recovery ability.

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

Sunlight spreads on the ground, and the rain and blood on the ground penetrate into the earth, dyeing the ground purple-red.

The Xiaoqi battalion only had five hundred elite soldiers. At this moment, they were all running at full speed, but their momentum was far greater than that of the thousands of Japanese warriors.

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

This black flood instantly poured into the crimson Japanese army.

"boom--"

This is the sound of two armies colliding instantly. Between them, there is no need for negotiation or condemnation, only four simple words are needed - I will come, you will die.

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

At this moment, the two armies came into contact instantly.

On one side are the most elite and most arduously trained cavalry in the Han Dynasty, and on the other side are the Japanese warriors whose personal strength cannot be underestimated.

This was a one-sided massacre. The black torrent was like a black carriage that instantly hit a huge piece of red tofu.

Yes, the Japanese warriors who were originally so powerful and murderous are now just a soft and tender piece of tofu that can be divided into several sections by cutting it lightly with a knife.

The black pointed cone quickly broke through the Japanese 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 plain, as if they were old farmers in the fields harvesting their own rice.

The contact is just a moment, and the outcome is completely determined.

Li Yi was stunned, forgetting the pain on his body. He turned around in shock and looked at Wang Yupeng, who was fighting in front of him - a scholar with a fair face? How could he lead such a powerful iron-blooded army?

Song Wei waved the spear in his hand and led hundreds of remaining soldiers behind him to rush out from Songjiang County.

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

But now they have something that can generate power, something that can continuously tap into the potential within their bodies.

This kind of thing is called - the belief that you must win.

Song Wei's whole body was covered in blood, and the cloak behind him was soaked with blood and stuck tightly to his back. The blood was his own, that of the Han soldiers, and that of the enemy.

Lao Tu was already hurt, but in the cavalry camp, he was as powerful as a mad tiger, waving his saber in and out, cutting off heads one after another from time to time.

This guy definitely didn't look like a gangster at this moment. Instead, he looked like a battle-hardened elite soldier. His legs were tightly clasped on the horse's belly, and he swayed left and right, easily avoiding the sneak attacks of several long knives.

He seemed to want to have a duel with the cavalry of the Xiaoqi battalion around him - the Shenwei Army and the Tianwei Army, also known as the two great armies of the Han Dynasty. From generals to soldiers, they have always been vague rivals. Although Lao Tu has retired long ago, he still

I want to show off the mighty army in front of my opponents.

After a stick of incense.

Song Wei finally led more than a hundred officers and soldiers from Songjiang County, fought bloody battles, and joined the cavalry.

One was a tired warrior, while the other was an energetic knight, but the two sides cooperated tacitly, just like harvesting rice in a rice field, beating the Japanese back step by step.

The wind and the remaining clouds.

The Japanese warriors had no backbone at this moment. Their leader had been cut in half by Li Yi with a sword before, and now he didn't know what he looked like after being trampled by horses and men.

Even a samurai who regards death as home is not willing to die in vain.

Because they found that no matter how hard they struggled, they were powerless in front of the cavalry that was constantly breaking through their camp.

"Woo——"

A cry-like horn sounded from the sea. Perhaps because so many people had been killed and injured here, there was some heavy emotion in the horn sound.

When the Japanese warriors heard this horn, they ran away like prisoners on death row who were suddenly informed that they had been pardoned. They did not show any love for fighting.

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

The other small group spontaneously and slowly retreated. They were death squads blocking the cavalry pursuit.

Dare to die does not mean willing to die.

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

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

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

He raised his right hand.

"Wow——"

The neatly arranged cavalrymen raised their weapons together.

Hundreds of sharp spear points pointed at the sky, which was shocking.

Wang Yupeng paused with his hand in the air for a moment, then tightened the reins with his other hand and clamped his legs toward the horse's belly.

"kill!"

As his right hand fell, he whispered this word.

Life is really very fragile. One word can determine the lives of hundreds or thousands of Japanese warriors.

After shouting this word.

"Tata——"

The white horse galloped out.

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

Those Japanese warriors who dared to die were shocked. They did not expect that when the opponent had won a complete victory and all the soldiers were red-blooded, they could quickly gather their forces and launch another full-scale assault.

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

When Chu and Han were fighting for hegemony, a peerless genius once said - When Han uses troops, the more the better.

Obviously, this scholar, who looks very simple but is very rough and wild when fighting, is not a simple character.

"coax--"

Hundreds of horsemen galloped past in front of them in unison, the sand and dust rose high, and their shapes continued to change in the sunlight.

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

"Plop——"

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 he killed people.
Chapter completed!