broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

Da Da Da Da!

The uniform sound of horseshoes instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

On the other side, Richardman also noticed this, and he fixed his eyes on Li Wenhao who was walking in the front, probably because of a tacit understanding, the two looked at each other, and then waved the weapons in their hands at the same time.

The originally slow and powerful sound of horseshoes suddenly became hasty, and on the other side, Richardman's Royal Knights also launched a charge.

Needless to say, the people who were fighting on the battlefield subconsciously left room for the two armies to fight.

"drive!"

Like two black dragons, Li Wenhao and Xiong Zhan rushed directly into the Royal Knights.

This Royal Knights is worthy of being the enemy's ace corps, its defensive ability and impact should not be underestimated.

In normal battles, Li Wenhao and Xiong Zhan used Li Wenhao and Xiong Zhan as arrows to charge the owl ghost army. Firstly, they could tear open the enemy's gap, and secondly, they could help the owl ghost army soldiers bear the first round of impact.

But this time, Li Wenhao's calculation was obviously wrong.

The Europeans themselves are taller than the Asians, and they also train every day. Li Wenhao just rushed into the enemy's formation for more than 50 steps and slowed down.

However, the spear in his hand is still a first-class weapon. After all, a spear weighing more than 800 kilograms can be used as both a sharp weapon and a blunt weapon.

Even if the enemy is wearing thick armor.

This is nothing more than making it more difficult for Li Wenhao to set off the fireworks. For the rest, everything is as usual.

And the owl ghost army behind him is in a hard fight, after all, the enemy's armor is not fake...

Da Da Da Da!

Hearing the sound of horseshoes behind him, Li Wenhao knew that he couldn't stand in such a stalemate anymore, otherwise the armored serial horses would directly trample them into flesh.

Looking back at Xiong Zhan, Li Wenhao yelled, and suddenly turned Matou and Xiong Zhan to kill on both sides. The Xiaogui Army understood what Li Wenhao meant in an instant.

Directly follow Li Wenhao to swim towards the two wings.

"Daqin's Royal Knights are indeed well-deserved of their reputation. Even the Prince of Tang's pro-army Xiaogui Army can block it..."

Kukoc gave a sincere admiration, and in a blink of an eye, the expression on his face became grim, "Unfortunately, this is not my Persian army."

"marshal……"

Kukoc stretched out his hand to block the words of the people around him, "We'll finish this battle first."

In the front, Li Wenhao led the army and seemed to be retreating, but in fact, he made way for the chain horses behind.

When the heavy cavalrymen waving their spears and wearing chains rushed over, Richardman looked at the armored serial horse with a disdainful expression.

"Knights, look, our enemies no longer dare to confront us head-on, they only dare to use this little trick to fight us."

"Rush over and crush them!"

"Let them blend in with this pasture."

Now, the Royal Knights haven't realized the horror of the armored serial horse. It is estimated that when the two armies really collide, he may not be so optimistic.

"The whole army is ready!"

Gao Chong glanced back at the knight behind him, and stabbed straight with the tiger-headed golden spear in his hand, swept it on both sides, created a gap, and went straight in.

He knew the power of this thing, it was a decision, let alone this group of enemies, even if he was accidentally hit by this serial horse, he would be easily folded in, let alone this group of soldiers.

It was also a long spear to open the way, but when the wrong horse passed by, the enemy was taken off the horse by a chain of iron chains before the enemy could react. What was even more terrifying was the enemy's war horse.

After being hit by these iron chains, they fell to the ground one after another. Although it had caused a lot of influence on Datang's side, there was one thing to say, and it was thoughtful and unintentional. Datang's side was connected together, no matter what. Have an advantage over your enemies.

After a while of people turned their backs, and the dust was cleared, Richman was stunned.

What did he see? The omnipotent Royal Knights were like a flock of sheep. They were easily rushed in, and then trampled to pieces by other people's war horses.

This is not the most desperate, what is even more desperate is that the owl ghost army who just rushed to Xiangxiang's two wings came back again under the leadership of Li Wenhao and Xiong Zhan.

"Owl Ghost!"

"kill!"

This time Li Wenhao led the owl ghost army to attack with all his strength. Everyone knows that the war between heavy cavalry can be called the cruelest war in the cold weapon era, because in this kind of battle, almost no one is injured. Falling off the horse will also cause irreversible injuries in the confrontation and collision.

At this time, everyone knew that the lance in their hands was not as useful as a thicker fire stick, and the only way to kill the enemy was to ram, knock the enemy off the horse, or hammer with a blunt weapon.

But except for Li Wenhao and Xiong Zhan, no one else in the Xiaogui Army has this ability.

Now the competition is who is more ruthless and who is more desperate.

"Stop his men!"

Standing under the banner, Richman looked at Li Wenhao who was coming straight to him, and licked his chapped lips.

He wasn't scared, he was excited.

He had forgotten how long it had been since no one dared to challenge him.

As the number one warrior of the Royal Knights, and even the number one warrior of the Great Qin Kingdom, he has his own pride.

Seeing that the enemy's cavalry did not stop him, Li Wenhao knew in his heart, it seemed that this was another one who was sent to death.

"Bring me a banner!"

"Next, Your Highness!"

Li Wenhao's banner was directly thrown by Xiong Zhan, he reached out to grab the banner, tied it behind his back, and Li Wenhao rushed out with his banner on his shoulders.

"General, look at the banner of His Royal Highness, he has taken the enemy's central army."

"what?"

When Li Cunxiao saw Li Wenhao's ghostly banner, he instantly felt that his happiness was gone. What if he agreed not to take credit?

What is Li Wenhao doing?
Can we keep our word for once?
"Eighteen Iron Guards!"

Li Cunxiao roared.

"exist!"

"Follow me to take the enemy's army!"

"Here!"

Li Cunxiao knew very well that if he led a large army into the battle, he would definitely be blocked, so he simply led his eighteen brothers and rushed towards the Chinese army.

On the other side, Xue Li and Ran Min also made the same choice.

"The prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Wenhao, you can leave your name when you come!"

"The head of the Daqin Royal Knights, Richardman!"

"Richardman?"

Li Wenhao instantly remembered a surname that once shocked Europe, but it didn't matter, he was about to become a dead man soon.

"Look at the gun!"

The charge of European knights, everyone understands, is to use their bulky lances to stab, and whoever can stab the enemy first will win.

There are almost no skills at all, after all, such a big thing limits people's performance.

Li Wenhao looked at the enemy's iconic European cavalry, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He slapped his horse's butt, and rushed over. The long spear in his hand stabbed forward, just touching the tip of the enemy's spear.

But you'd be too young to think that's the end of it.

Li Wenhao pinched the horse with both legs, and the horse neighed, and rushed out again. With the help of the magic of the spear, Li Wenhao actually split the heavy lance in Richardman's hand into two.

boom!
At the end of the spear, Li Wenhao flicked the sharp weapon in his hand, and directly pierced Richardman's chest. Wearing heavy armor, the tall Richardman directly let Li Wenhao nail his spear to his banner.

"The enemy general is dead!"

With the fall of Richardman's banner, the Royal Knights fell into panic. In their impression, no one could defeat Richardman. Now that the god is dead, what should they do?
"Retreat, retreat a hundred miles!"

Seeing Richardman's death in battle, Alexander Kukoc could only order to retreat with tears in his eyes. After all, the strongest cavalry army in the front is now defeated. If they fight again, the loss will be even greater.