Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3032 tit for tat
With millions of soldiers and horses, 10,000+ people were killed in one attack.

Han Tao, Peng Qi, and their soldiers had long been suffocated and had nowhere to vent their anger.

After this wave of barbarian cavalry charged over, all the soldiers cheered up.

As soon as they rushed into the range of thousands of meters, the generals shouted, "Archers, let the arrows go!"

There were 10,000+ archers, and they drew their heavy bows one after another.

Boom, boom, boom, there was a sound of bow and arrow.

The dense arrow feathers brushed, brushed, and were thrown high into the air, forming a tsunami-like black gust of wind in the air, buzzing towards the cavalry below.

The powerful inertia carries the impact force, passing through the bodies of these hunters one by one.

The hunters who rushed at the front screamed, blood spattered on their bodies, and rolled over from their horses one by one.

Although the arrow feathers are powerful, they have no effect on war horses.

These black-scale warhorses still followed the Liaoren, dodging the arrow feathers and continuing to attack.

Behind Wu Rilie, a general hissed and shouted, "General, the Song people are on guard, the situation is not good for us!"

Wu Rilie led all the cavalry to coil around the army in front, and suddenly found that the Song army hadn't moved for a day, and still maintained the battle formation of last night.

He cried out depressedly, "Song Jun is timid, so he didn't act all day."

The general behind asked, "Then what should we do?"

Wu Rilie shouted coldly, "Our black-scaled army has no reason to retreat without a fight!"

He whimpered and waved his hand, causing his subordinates to turn over and hide under the horse one by one, and one by one put their legs on the horse's belly and charged forward.

The arrow feathers were dense and fell on the horse's back one after another.

Bang, bang, a burst of noise.

The arrows hit the scales on the horse's back, and each one sparked.

Song Jun's eyes widened, and it was the first time he had seen such superb riding skills.

Relying on the blessing of the horses, they quickly rushed into a distance of hundreds of meters.

"Shields, get ready!"

The general of the Song army shouted orders, and the shields were erected immediately, forming a low wall of shields more than two meters high in front of them.

"Pikemen, get ready!"

Spears that were more than ten meters long shot out from behind one after another, standing up like hedgehogs.

The Liaoren's horse quickly moved to other places, looking for the team's weak spot.

The sound of horseshoes rumbled, making Song Jun's heart beat wildly.

Han Tao and Peng Qi were depressed for a while, feeling as if a flock of sheep were being targeted by a pack of hungry wolves, and they let the hunters run amok in front of them.

They have no cavalry and can only choose passive defense.

When the two sides were in a brief stalemate, there was a sudden thunderous sound of horseshoes in the distance.

All the soldiers thought it was the cavalry of the Liao Army who came again, and suddenly felt a little numb in their heads.

But the spy in charge of the observation immediately sent a message and shouted excitedly, "It's our cavalry, Yanyun cavalry is here!"

Waving the battle flag, Han Tao and Peng Qi pulled themselves together and shouted with their soldiers, "Prepare to fight back!"

The battle formation was constantly changing, and as the cavalry of the Liao people circled, it seemed like a huge wheel was constantly turning.

With the sound of horse hooves flying, Yanyun cavalry rushed forward quickly.

Before Wu Rilie led his men to attack, the sudden appearance of this cavalry made him startled immediately.

He turned over and sat on the horse, and shouted to his soldiers, "Attention, the enemy is attacking, let me charge up!"

Facing this cavalry of the same size as them, Urilie did not choose to evade, but faced them directly to meet the impact.

He is very confident in his black scale cavalry, they are the most powerful cavalry on the grassland.

Facing the enemy, there is no reason to retreat.

"Prepare to deal with the enemy!"

At the front of the Hundred Thousand Yanyun Iron Cavalry, Suo Chao beside Yang Zhi was holding a Zhang-long golden dipped axe, and shouted to the brothers behind him.

Pneumatic mountains and rivers, sound spread hundreds of miles.

Yang Zhi picked up his Wujin spear, and was completely surprised by the barbarian cavalry who charged from afar.

He had never fought against Liaoren before, but he had only heard that Liaoren was fierce, and it was indeed so when he saw him today.

This Yanyun iron cavalry, together with the infantry in front, has a million men and horses.

The Liaoren didn't take them seriously at all, and still attacked them aggressively.

Han Tao and Peng Qi shouted excitedly as they watched from a distance, "The left and right wings, outflank me immediately."

He is not afraid of the hunters fighting, but he is afraid of the hunters running away.

Now that the Liaoren took the initiative to charge up to the Yanyun Iron Cavalry, it was a good time for them to cooperate with the Yanyun Iron Cavalry to destroy the Liaoren.

After receiving the military order, the infantry on the left and right flanks spread out as quickly as wings, encircling the Liaoren's cavalry and Yanyun Iron Cavalry.

Yang Zhi understood what Han Tao and Peng Qi meant.

He led his army of proactively attracting hunters into the encirclement of Han Tao and Peng Qi.

Two cavalry with 20 soldiers and horses quickly entangled and fought together like fierce floods from both sides.

The clanging of the sword and the clanging of bangs and bangs.

In the first wave of impact, the horses and soldiers who impacted at the front were hit by the huge impact and rolled to the ground one after another.

A soldier of the Song Army raised his spear and stabbed violently, piercing the Liaoren soldier's stomach.

The Lieutenant soldier held the barrel of the gun with his left hand, and the scimitar in his right hand slashed out in front of him.

The blade was so sharp that it wiped the Song Army soldier's neck with a brush.

The two sides rolled down from their horses one after another, and the corpses were quickly trampled into bloody mud by the surrounding horses.

The battle was very fierce, and the ferocity of the troops on both sides exceeded the expectations of the other side.

Yang Zhi and Suo Chao rushed to the front, one with a gun and the other with a gold dipped axe, both of which had a force of ten thousand catties.

With a single shot, a dozen or so barbarian cavalrymen fell to the ground one after another.

It hurts when you touch it, and you die when you poke it.

Suo Chao's golden dipped ax was even more powerful. When the ax cut through it, the flesh of the Liao soldiers exploded immediately.

Wu Rilie and his generals noticed the two of them, and they rushed over, swung a scimitar, and yelled at the two of them, "Lamb of the Song Dynasty, eat me with a knife."

The scimitar in his hand swung out violently, swipe, swipe, swipe, and with a loud noise, it spun out like a Frisbee.

Huge saber energy, wrapped in a gust of wind, slashed towards Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi raised his long spear, and at the same time leaned back on the horse's back, stabbing heavily with the machete.

With a bang, two huge forces collided violently.

The huge impact made the hooves of the war horse on his back go limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground and screamed.

The scimitar flew back in a circle and was held in Wu Rilie's hand.

Yang Zhi stepped on the horse and leaped lightly behind Wu Rilie's horse.

Wu Rilie ran wildly with him for a while, causing the horse to kick hard, staring at its hind legs desperately, trying to throw Yang Zhi off the horse.

When Yang Zhi fell a thousand catties, Wu Rilie's horse also had its knees shattered, and with a bang, it knelt down on the ground.

Wu Rilie howled angrily, "Men of Song Dynasty, make amends to my horse!"

He rolled his long knife and slashed backwards.

Yang Zhi blocked the gun with a bang, and hurriedly backed away.

The huge force of the scimitar slashed at the tip of the spear, shaking his palms numbly.

The spear in his hand rolled forward like a swimming dragon, and at the same time, a blue-faced lion appeared on his body, staring at Wu Rilie coldly and shouting, "You dog, die!"

Holding the scimitar, Wu Rilie asked in surprise, "Are you a Song monk?"

The clothes on his body were torn apart, revealing a blue wolf-shaped tattoo on his back as well.

The wolf-shaped tattoo exuded blood energy, and for a while, a huge wolf-shaped dharma appeared in the air, facing Yang Zhi's blue-faced lion dharma.

(End of this chapter)