(Thank you for the Alliance! Thank you for Zhao Wuxiu 2014! The rewards of the two gentlemen are enough to warm the cold night text and the cold hand.)

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Ma Han looked solemn, and he climbed the city tower step by step along the bloody stairs, standing at the place where Ma Qi fought bloodily. A large number of blood splashed on the city walls, deep marks cut by swords and axes, deep holes pierced by spears and arrows... The bloody battle against one hundred and dedicated to death seemed to appear before his eyes again.

Ma Han held the dive and looked down. The thirty brave cavalry under the city were arranged neatly, and under Zhou Cang, they were on standby solemnly. Not far away were groups of three or five people, timid. Occasionally, riots came in and out, but when they saw this murderous scene, they all retreated in panic.

The North Gate is under control, but it is not enough.

Ma Han took a deep breath and slowly spoke. His voice was not high, but it clearly reached the ears of every White Wolf Fierce Cavalry soldier: "Our brother, one innocent person was killed, and one person was seriously injured and dying. The murderer was in this city! Just in the prefect's mansion less than three hundred steps away! Just under the protection of the leader of the chaos army, Zhu Rong! What should we do?"

"No matter who he is, no matter who he is protected, those who kill my brother will be repaid a hundred times!"

Zhou Cang took the lead and roared, and the thirty white wolf fiercely knighted, swords, spears, hammers, bows, and shouted together.

Ma Han slowly raised his arms and pointed heavily into the city, with a stern voice: "There are thousands of soldiers in the city, but we only have thirty-two people. Can you dare to fight?"

Zhou Cang laughed and responded: "Even if there are a few more local chickens and tiles, I, Old Zhou, dare to kill you a few times!"

The white wolf fierce cavalry warrior laughed loudly: "No matter how many sheep there are or how few wolfs there are, the ones that were eaten in the end are still sheep."

"Very good--heavy cavalry. armored!"

With the roar of Ma Han, twenty cavalry dismounted, took out the horse armor from the back, first put it on the war horse, then took out the full pair of iron armor and heavy armor, and put it on each other for their teammates. Then, with the support of the archers, they recognized stirrups one by one, either held a spear, held a mace, or pulled an iron meteor. The natural pressure brought by the steel material and huge body caused the people who were watching from afar to stir up trouble. Even though they knew that these fierce armored cavalry were coming to the riots that harmed the city, they still couldn't help but feel panicked and trembled.

When the heavy cavalry pulled down the mobile iron armor and only exposed their nostrils and eyes, the crowd exclaimed in surprise, and their mouths were so wide that they could not close.

During the Three Kingdoms period, even before the Tang and Song dynasties, heavy cavalry did not have face armor. For many heavy cavalry and heavy infantry covered with clothes, the most deadly and fragile one was that the face was hit by arrows. The white wolf heavy cavalry formed by the Mahan certainly would not leave such a major flaw, and directly introduced the masks of Western knights, making his white wolf heavy cavalry one by one "tin can".

The people of Huaiyin who had never seen such a "can knight" could not help but exclaim.

Ma Han is also wearing bright light armor made of fine iron, with the eagle helmet pressing his eyebrows along the brow bow. His black pupils that seem to burn are shining brightly.

He walked down the steps step by step, dragging a long thick iron chain behind him, connected with a hammer the size of a melon and covered with iron thorns. Every time Mahan took the step, the hammer also fell to the first level. The sound of bumping and friction between solid metal and stone plates was heard inexplicably, making people feel inexplicably thrilled.

This battle is different from the past, and it is a typical street battle. Street battles focus on aura, moving forward, suppressing the enemy in a momentum, and crushing the enemy. Whether it is a human wall or an obstacle in front, it must be crushed with thunder. Therefore, it is not appropriate to use a bow and arrow. Because the situation was unclear, the Marhan's overlord heavy gun did not bring it. Fortunately, he also had a large killing weapon - the hammer head weighing twenty kilograms, and the three-zone super-kill distance meteor hammer with an iron chain weighing forty kilograms.

Ma Han used to play iron chains when he was in the underworld. After choosing a meteor hammer as a medium-range weapon, he practiced hard for a while, no matter whether he was immediately underground, he swung it well. I dare not say that he could play many dazzling tricks, at least not hurting himself while hurting others.

Long-range bow arrows, medium-range flying hammers, close-range heavy guns, close-range iron arms - this is the complete version of the four-level strike of the Marhan combat. All those who can take over his four-in-one heavy strikes will probably not be able to take over all the three kingdoms.

Since he equipped this weapon, Ma Han has never used it. Unexpectedly, the first one to try was actually Zu Rong, a guy who could not even beat eight poles.

"Hold the flag bearer and show the flag!"

A soldier who was a little taller than Zhou Cang in the heavy cavalry spread the black flag on the flagpole that was rolled up to the bowl-thick one, shook it in the wind, and raised it high.

The background is as dark as dark clouds, the wolf's head is as white as ice, and a pair of wolf's eyes inlaid with the size of eggs, rolling with the flag waves, reflecting the sunlight, red flames flashing, and blood is dripping like a living creature.

White Wolf Headhunting Flag!

The soldiers of the White Wolf Camp are also called "Blood Eye Flag", which is the handsome flag of their city guarding horses. The ordinary white Wolf headhunting flag is inlaid with green jade, also known as the "Green Eye Flag". Only the handsome flag of the Horse Wolf is the "Red Eye Flag" inlaid with chicken bloodstone.

This flag represents the identity of Ma Han. On the battlefield, wherever this flag points, wherever it is, wherever it is to rush to the swords, mountains, spears, and iron armored human walls.

The people who were originally terrified from afar were already frightened again and again. At this moment, they could no longer bear such a terrifying wolf flag and scattered.

Ma Hanhun didn't care. From now on, he would have to show the reputation of the White Wolf City and the White Wolf Cavalry in the Jianghuai land. He believed that from now on, this wolf flag will become an indelible legend in the minds of the Jianghuai military and civilians.

Ma Han rode a silver arrow, Shi Shiran came to the forefront of the cavalry team, raised his arm, swung the meteor hammer straight forward, and the sound shook all directions: "Go straight to the prefect's mansion, and anyone who blocks the way will be crushed into powder!"

The leader of the horse man, the iron hooves are like thunder and as fast as the wind, touching the whole city with regret.

The cavalry ran for only a hundred steps and ran into a group of more than a hundred soldiers head-on. The leader was a military marquis. Judging from the composition and chaos of these soldiers, it was obviously a temporary piece of paper and did not unite with each other. The military marquis just commanded the array and shouted hoarsely, but the result was noisy and messy, with no effect at all.

The heavy cavalry was not fast, but on the main street that was only five meters wide and only five cavalry parallel, they were lined up into four iron walls. The iron armor was shining and the horse armor was shining. The powerful pressure that was so heavy that it made more than a hundred scattered soldiers become in chaos before they were arranged into a formation. They all looked like earth, squeezing and pushing each other, scrambling to retreat.

With the two feet of Ma Han, the silver arrows were in harmony with the master's intentions, and suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the enemy.

The meteor hammer danced in his hand, one circle, two circles, three circles... The wind blew, and a black light afterimage danced. With the faint sound of wind and thunder, it hit the enemy fiercely.

The soldiers were frightened and shouted, and the soldiers in the front row had nowhere to avoid them. They only rely on their survival instinct to hold their spears, swords and shields to block them.

Bang bang bang! The shield is broken; the spear is broken; the clang is blocked! The broken blade is shot everywhere.

The autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves, which is the current situation.

One blow breaks the defense, two blows kill!

The chain hammer roared and the floating light shone. Because it was too fast, it made almost no sound when hitting the human body, and there was no blockage at all. Only black light was seen sweeping across, scraping up pieces of flesh, shattering bones, and blood mist in the sky.

The White Wolf Cavalry warrior following behind saw the city guard riding alone, plunging into the enemy group, and his people and horses were wrapped in a cloud of black light. Wherever he passed, he cut through the waves and cut off the remaining limbs and blood corpses were everywhere. The White Wolf Cavalry warrior could not find a chance to take action.

In just three or five breaths, Ma Han rushed from the enemy formation to the end of the formation and came out through the formation. Before the military marquis commanded at the end of the formation had opened his mouth, a fierce wind rushed towards him - puff! The big head exploded like a watermelon.

The soldiers were defeated and rushed to escape, but in this straight and narrow alley terrain, where could the two legs run better than the four legs? Spears and rods are all out, swords and hammers are all swept over, and iron hooves are swept over, and they are all flesh.

One general is a hundred, and one rider breaks the formation alone.

Ma Han used his killing god to exhale the spirit of the White Wolf Knight, and completely destroyed the will of the rioters to resist. But he saw more than thirty cavalry like a black iron stream, driving away all the way, swallowing the rioters along the way, and then being caught in the iron stream when they ran a little slower. When the weapons entered, scrap iron came out; when people came in, meat pie came out...

Although there were as many as thousands of riots in Huaiyin City, they were completely in a state of disorganization and commandless chaotic state. In addition, the terrain restrictions made it difficult to deploy defense. Many riots who were about to form formations to protect themselves were dispersed by the iron cavalry and were only chased and trampled. In this way, a wonder of thirty-two cavalry breaking through thousands of troops, as if they were entering a no-man's land.

As the main general, at this critical moment when the soldiers were in decline, the Ma Han was always rushing to the forefront.

A general is the courage of a soldier, and a commander is the soul of a military; if there is such a general, and if there is such a commander, then how can the formation be broken! How can the battle be invincible!

The rolling iron stream pointed to the Guangling Prefect's Mansion, looking at it from afar.

When countless soldiers were invincible and hated their parents for having two legs, a person suddenly rushed out of the alley next to them, and could not hold back and almost rushed under the iron hoof of the horse.

Ma Han reacted very quickly and pulled his horse in time. The silver arrow man stood up and neighed.

But seeing this man biting the knife, covered in blood, carrying a white hair hanging down his head, his head rushing, his feet staggering, his steps were staggering, and his strength was obviously exhausted. Behind him, there were six or seven chaotic soldiers chasing him.

The horse general pulled the chain a few times and stopped the hammer he wanted to hit. He felt that this person looked familiar. He looked at him a few more times and blurted out: "But Mr. Lu Ding?"

When the visitor saw Ma Han and the iron cavalry behind him, he was angry and his feet softened. He staggered and knelt on the ground, spit out the knife and wiped his face - it was Lu Dai.

As soon as the pursuers rushed out of the alley, they were shocked when they saw the situation in front of them, and turned around and fled.

Zhou Cang and three heavy cavalrymen came out of the formation and caught up in a few seconds. In a flash, a series of screams came from the alley. Then they saw Zhou Cang's four cavalry returning to the team with their bloody weapons.

Lu Dai nodded gratefully to Ma Han, then carefully put the old man on his back against the wall, and sighed: "Aweng, fortunately, I met Ma Duwei, and I finally got safe...Aweng!Aweng!"

The old man refused to answer, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and he slipped against the wall - on his back, a trembling arrow suddenly came into his eyes!

Lu Dairu was killed by thunder, and after a while, he threw his head on the ground and cried loudly: "Ahhh! The child deserves to die! The child is unfilial!"

Ma Han dismounted his horse, walked up to Lu Dai, knelt on one knee, and paused his head at the old man's body: "I'm not going to give the whole tribute." He reached out and pressed Lu Dai's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to go out of the city to bury the body of the Lord, or do you follow me to pay the blood debt?"

Lu Dai shook all over, raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said with hissing: "I want to take the head of the mercy to pay tribute to my old man!"
Chapter completed!