Battlefield of All Sides

Chapter 71 Mo Dao Forges the Soul of the Tang Dynasty!
The shining sword light and the silver armor passed quickly among many red and black armored soldiers. There were not many of them, about 1000, but the long Mo Dao in their hands made the whole team Exuding a fierce power, the chaotic forward team seemed to gradually calm down amidst the cold light.

And in front of the queue, the battlefield here has become very cruel. In the yellow dust all over the sky, dead soldiers and horses are piled up, covering every corner of the battlefield, and among them, more cavalry Still advancing, the horizontal knife in his hand almost killed Tang Jun in front of him.

In the midst of grief and indignation, blood is printed and dyed.

On this flesh and blood battlefield, Tang Jun, who had been driven away by the red-eyed rebels, looked terrified, and turned back as if throwing away their helmets and armor, but the dense crowd and soldiers swarming back They were crowded with each other, and even though the surrounding officers killed a few crazy-looking soldiers, they still couldn't stop the rout of the troops.

"Stop! Everyone stop! Those who retreat die! Those who retreat..."

A school lieutenant yelled with a ferocious face, but suddenly stopped in the next moment, before uttering the last word from his mouth, he fell to the ground suddenly.

Behind him, a soldier with the same ferocious face and bloody face dropped the horizontal knife in his hand, and spat angrily on the ground.

"Hehe, they're all dead, they're all dead, they're all gone to the underworld, what the fuck, go and recover Yama's Tang Dynasty!"

The short soldier yelled frantically, and at the same time desperately tore off the armor on his body. Several soldiers passed by, but they ignored him and continued to run behind, but they all dropped their helmets and armors.

The soldier was still standing still and roaring, but in front of him, amidst the yellow dust all over the sky, there was suddenly the sound of rumbling horseshoes, and there were many screams, which were the cheerful cheers of the rebel soldiers Voice.

The light of the knife flashed on the gray battlefield again, and the crazy soldier seemed to have not noticed the rebel cavalry waving weapons in front of him.

The ferocious face of the rebel was already facing the soldier, but at this moment, a bright knife light suddenly flashed, the cavalry suddenly paused, and the horse under it suddenly bent its limbs, and then roared towards the soldier. The other side fell down.

The cavalryman's head also fell off along with the helmet, rolling down at the feet of a standing mighty figure.

The soldier behind him was still standing there and roaring, but this mighty figure slowly stood up straight, slamming the Mo Dao in his hand on the ground, and his heavy silver armor was still shining incomparably in the gray .

And under the thick silver armor, there is a pair of murderous eyes.

This figure was none other than Li Siye. He was covered in blood at the moment, but the hand holding the Mo Dao was unusually firm. His straight body faced the cavalry rumbling in front of him without any fear.

"Bah!"

Li Siye yelled angrily, his voice was thunderous and earth-shattering, the soldiers running around immediately slowed down and turned their heads to look.

"It's General Li!" A young soldier shouted in surprise, but the other soldiers around were still terrified, stretched out their hands and said tremblingly.

"It's useless, I can't stop it, run quickly."

The young soldier struggled a bit, but the people around couldn't wait anymore, sighed, turned and left.

But Li Siye, who was standing in front of the army and facing the rebel cavalry, looked angry. He immediately tore off the armor on his upper body, threw away the helmet on his head, and bared his breasts and roared loudly.

"The country is now in danger, please start from the heir!"

Li Siye roared angrily, but the anger in his heart was completely ignited, just now he rushed out from the central army, Guo Ziyi was furious at him, angrily scolding him why he didn't stabilize the forward and ruined his encirclement plan.

Li Siye had nothing to say, but the anger in his heart could not be vented at all. When he returned to the front line of the battlefield that was about to be defeated, Li Siye wanted to use his own abilities to vent fiercely on the rebels in front of him.

Even if this defeated battle cannot be stopped today, I must do my best to contribute my part to the battle of Datang.

The teachings of General Gao in the past echoed in Li Siye's mind at this moment. Li Siye only felt grief and indignation. Such a good general died in the hands of an eunuch in the end. No matter how miserable they described General Gao, he still He is the highest god of war in his heart.

He is the same noble God of War as Huo Qubing, who defends the enemy thousands of miles away and protects the territory of the country!
It's a pity that today, I have no chance to become the same as General Gao and Champion Hou, and I have no chance to create the most lofty ideal of my life.

Heat gushed out from Li Siye's mouth and nose, but the cavalry in front suddenly stopped the reins, and the leader came out. He was the second general sent by An Qingxu, Li Guiren.

Li Guiren stepped forward slowly, and saw a tall and strong figure appearing in front of the retreating Tang army's line. He stood on top of the countless corpses with a super long weapon in his hand, like a living dead. god.

"Li Siye."

Li Guiren squinted his eyes, and said with a murderous look on his face: "I didn't expect to meet him here today."

The surrounding soldiers listened to Li Guiren's words, and cast doubtful eyes one by one, but some veterans suddenly realized who the name in the general's sentence was, and turned their heads to look into the distance one by one.

Although Li Guiren murmured something, he snorted coldly.

"Today, it seems that I can capture the first great general." Li Guiren said slowly, but raised the Tang Hengdao in his hand, and said fiercely to the soldiers around him.

"Listen to me, that person in front, please take it easy, I want to cut off his head myself! Hang it on the head of Chang'an city!"

"charge!"

There was a roar, and the surrounding soldiers roared one by one, urging the horses under their crotches to move forward.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes sounded again. Li Siye held the Mo Dao in his hand, but watched all this calmly. The next moment, he took steady steps and rushed towards the cavalry with the Mo Dao in his hand.

At this moment, in the face of a thousand troops, Li Siye seemed to be able to fight a thousand with one.

Those cavalry rushed forward one by one, waving the horizontal knives in their hands non-stop, aiming at Li Siye's head one by one.

Li Siye rushed forward with big strides, holding the handle of the Mo Dao with both hands at the moment before he was about to meet the enemy, he suddenly jumped up and raised the entire Mo Dao, the thick tip of the knife looked very fierce.

A strong cavalryman charged forward first, but what greeted him was Li Siye's blade that was about to fall. The cavalryman's face was still extremely ferocious one second, but the next moment his expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not an ordinary man. The soldier's expression suddenly became extremely terrified, but it was too late.

The Mo Dao fell hard, and cut down the men and horses again, blood suddenly burst out, but the men and horses fell down with a loud crash.

The surrounding cavalry naturally saw the frightening side of the killing god, but they still rushed over while roaring and waving their long knives. However, Li Siye's figure fell heavily, but the next second he suddenly raised his head, and there was a flash of light in his shining eyes. Thick blood.

Li Siye suddenly put the whole Mo Dao across his waist, and held both ends of the handle with both hands. The soldiers in front of him were waving and charging, but Li Siye's eyes flashed, and the muscles on his hands suddenly agitated.

Spin cut!

This is the deadliest move of Mo Dao Shou. At this moment, no one can beat the blade!

Several cavalry approached, but suddenly saw the blade surge ahead, and a ring-shaped light flashed by. They only felt a pain in the waist, and the next moment they saw that their lower body was still on the horse, but they fell heavily to the ground.

Several knights saw almost the same scene at the same moment, and at the next moment they lost consciousness together with the horse that also screamed and fell to the ground.

The eyes of the surrounding cavalrymen suddenly opened, and Li Guiren's expression also changed, but the charge had already been launched, and the killing was imminent.

Li Siye, who was slashing with the Mo Dao, seemed to be in no one's land at this moment. He killed more than a dozen cavalrymen in an instant, and the corpses of men and horses were all around him. The smell of blood rose and overflowed, filling the entire space.

Li Siye stuck the Mo Dao on the ground again, and looked up at the rebel cavalry around him, blood and sweat were intertwined on his body, he didn't know if he was injured, and whose blood was on his body.

Li Siye seemed to be exhausted, and the surrounding knights also rushed forward again. Li Siye once again clenched the Mo Dao in his hand, resisting his exhaustion and wanting to fight again.

But in a daze, his aggressive momentum of hacking and killing dozens of cavalry by himself gradually eased the situation of the retreating Tang army behind him, and those soldiers finally began to slowly pick up their weapons.

The young soldier who had exclaimed that Li Siye was coming now also picked up his spear with an indignant look, shouted and stepped forward.

He saw Li Siye who was brazenly fighting against the enemy not far away, and he wanted to fight for this general!

But the next moment, the shouts of killing around suddenly became denser. On this battlefield where the sky was yellow and the ground was red, the young soldier suddenly noticed two silver waves appearing on both sides of his eyes, and there was a dense clattering in his ears. The sound of armor clashing.

The spearman suddenly turned his head to see him, only to see a tall and fierce soldier jumping over his side with a super long mo knife in his hand, screaming loudly.

"General! Here we come!"

And the next moment, more soldiers in silver armor passed the young soldiers one after another. Looking at these fierce Mo Dao hands holding Mo Dao, the young soldiers suddenly felt blood surging all over their bodies!
This is the general's Modao hand, and this is the general's reinforcements.

These are soldiers of the Tang Dynasty!Datang's most powerful soldier!
The young soldiers roared with all their strength, and followed the pace of these people with the spears in their hands, while behind them, there was thunderous killing.

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(End of this chapter)