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Chapter 152 After the victory

The shouts of killing and the bloody aura stimulated everyone's nerves. Ye Hua felt his blood warming up, getting faster and faster, and his whole body was boiling.

Golden swords and iron horses, and wild swords and powerful soldiers!

Three hundred years ago, the Tang Dynasty swept the world and created a great China! Even after thousands of years, it still makes people excited. The soldiers in front of them were wearing bright light armor and fighting the Mo sword, and rushed around, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty was back!

Ye Hua had the urge to shout with all his might, just like a baby beast, who found his own territory and couldn't help but howl and swore.

Suddenly, Ye Hua noticed that a cavalry was coming towards him.

This cavalry was extremely fast, stirring up dust and morale was like a rainbow.

Ye Hua narrowed his eyes and said, this was the trump card of Nan Tang!

He could not withstand Mo Dao's hands on the front, so he wanted to use cavalry to attack from the side to win, but they forgot that Mo Dao was specially designed to restrain cavalry.

Then let them taste the awesomeness!

"Carriage Guard, prepare for battle!"

With Ye Hua's order, 200 cavalry guards subconsciously straightened their chests. In fact, they were already standing very straight.

"Three steps forward!"

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

The soldiers roared and stepped on the war drums, accurately and took three steps.

"Hold the knife!"

The soldier immediately raised the Mo Dao, leaned his upper body slightly, spread his legs forward and backward, and placed his strength on his waist. If he wanted to wave the heavy Mo Dao, relying on his hands alone would not work. He had to exert force together, especially the strength of his waist would be enough!

When they were ready, the Southern Tang cavalry had broken through the blockade of the scouts of the Great Zhou Dynasty and rushed to fight wildly.

"Bound arrow!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The crossbow arrows were shot out, and then the bows and arrows were shot, falling into the Southern Tang army like raindrops. Some people were injured and dropped from the horse. On the battlefield, as long as they fell off the horse, they were basically dead, and the war horses behind would trample the injured into meat sauce.

The same is true for infantrymen. They can bleed and get injured, but they must not fall down!

Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Ye both taught this. Why did the ancients have to be the first step to practice martial arts? The principle is very simple. When they go to the battlefield, there are people on the left and right behind. The pace is unstable. If they fall down, they will be trampled to death by their own big feet. Moreover, there is only one or two meters of space around each person. What steps and routines are useless.

What you want is to be faster than others, ruthless than others, and one blow will be fatal!

This is the real kung fu, and as for other things, they are all deceitful.

After the attacks of crossbows and bows, the team of Southern Tang became sparse and became much more chaotic.

Colliding with intensive cavalry is a search for death. Only when the opponent is in chaos can you have a chance. In front of Ye Hua, there is still the last one to resist the horse.

Finally, a Southern Tang cavalry carried the reins on the bridle and prepared to cross the horse.

When he soared into the air, Ye Hua's muscles tensed and he roared violently!

"kill!"

Turn your waist and drive Modao, from top to bottom, and slash directly.

There was almost no pause, and the sharp blade slashed across the opponent's body, from the weak ribs to the thighs, and then to the shoulders of the war horse, slashing down, and the horse shattered.

The pain screamed and hissed, and he fell to death in front of him.

The blood sprayed Ye Hua's body as if he didn't have money, and the bright light armor was covered with blood.

Ye Hua felt that something hidden in his blood had been awakened. He almost stopped. He pulled out the Mo Dao and slashed towards the second prey.

It is still a simple move. In the past few months, he has to practice hundreds of times a day, and practice it to become a physical instinct and naturally use it.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a beard and a strong body. He also smashed the mace in his hand at Ye Hua, but Ye Hua seemed to have never heard of it and slashed his sword straight out.

The guy was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took back his weapon, trying to stop it, but unfortunately the knife had fallen. He widened his eyes in horror and watched one of his arms fly out, and the splash of blood dyed his sight red.

Ye Hua did not hesitate and another knife cut the guy's head away.

In a blink of an eye, two Southern Tang soldiers were killed.

Ye Hua was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The corpse in front of them became the best cover. The Southern Tang cavalry lost the advantage of speed and could not move forward quickly in front of the cavalry guards. They would only keep waving the weapons in their hands and attack constantly, hoping to break through the siege.

The hard training of the Cavalry Guards played the greatest role at this moment.

Many people are on the battlefield for the first time, and when they swing the first sword, some even close their eyes. Obeying orders has been carved into their bones, allowing them to overcome their fear.

The pieces of the swords were swinging, and the cold light flashed, like a wall, everyone was afraid of it and everyone was afraid of it!

Wait until the third time, and the fourth time swing the knife.

Everyone has been much smoother, and they can see the fear in each other's eyes.

Fighting on the battlefield is a battle of courage!

Whoever is cowardly deserves to die!

"kill!"

The cavalry guards roared together, like a forest of strange swords, harvesting their lives.

It was not long, but more than a hundred cavalry had fallen in front of the cavalry guards. None of the dead were intact, including war horses!

The Southern Tang soldiers were so scared that their liver and gallbladder were trembling all over.

Whenever Modao was raised, they felt cold in their necks and the fear of death filled their hearts.

Every shout of killing is as terrifying as a death talisman!

Ye Hua didn't know how many times he swung his knife and stepped on the corpse, pressing forward step by step until there were no more cavalry from Southern Tang in front of him.

He gasped and opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. It turned out that his voice was hoarse.

His arms were like noodles, without any strength.

After all, he is too young, has not grown up and has no endurance.

Ye Hua grinned and smiled bitterly twice. He couldn't go to rest yet, and the battle in front of him was not over yet!

Just after the Cavalry Guard blocked the Southern Tang cavalry, Zhang Yongde immediately waved the cavalry and attacked decisively. Playing with cavalry in front of the Great Zhou Dynasty, that would be a big sword in front of Guan Gong, which was too overestimated!

Zhang Yongde took the lead and cut off the rear team of the Southern Tang cavalry. Instead of rescued Ye Hua, he turned around and rushed towards the Southern Tang central army.

There is the big flag of Xianshilang!

"Run!" Zhang Yongdewu used the knife in his hand. No Nan Tang soldier could block his sword, and he could not even slow him down.

After breaking through numerous obstacles, we got closer and closer to the central army.

At this time, the archers of the Southern Tang Dynasty were arching in a hurry, and arrows kept falling on the Mingguang Armor, making a bang sound. The arrows fell to the ground, not hurting Zhang Yongde at all.

"Die!"

He suddenly lifted his horse and rushed into the middle of the archer. The knife in his hand waved it, as if cutting melons and vegetables. In a blink of an eye, the corpse was everywhere! The Great Zhou Iron Cavalry behind followed closely, guarding Zhang Yongde, and rushed to Xian Shilang.

The deputy general of Nan Tang was also very brave. He commanded the guards and came forward.

The two sides were caught in a cruel hand-to-hand fight. Someone on both sides kept falling off the horse, and they fought desperately on the back of the horse. When they arrived on the ground, they still fought desperately. They wrestled with each other, used fists, teeth, and used all means.

If you kill the enemy, you can make merits and be rewarded, and be killed by the enemy, your family can also receive pensions. If you dare not kill the enemy and become a deserter, not only will you die, but your family will also be ashamed!

This is a very simple choice, and the battlefield does not allow cowards to exist!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhang Yongde pressed step by step, and Xian Shilang fought to the death.

At this moment, Ye Hua had already breathed a sigh of relief, and all his cavalry guards were on the war horses.

200 people lined up in two lines, and the horses ran in small steps.

People can train at the same pace, but war horses can do it too!

They were not as fast as the cavalry of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but the pressure was countless times greater.

When they were on the war horse and raised the sword, it was really like Mount Tai was pressing against the top!

"kill!"

Modao went from top to bottom, and the infantry of the Southern Tang Dynasty did not even have the ability to resist, and they were split into two halves.

The remaining people retreated in a hurry, and Ye Hua commanded the troops and chased them wildly.

All the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty followed the champion Hou and joined the counterattack.

All directions were full of swords and sounds of killing. The retreating Southern Tang soldiers quickly became collapsed. They lost their courage to fight. Some people threw away their weapons and ran away with their heads in their arms. Others also quickly threw away their weapons, but they had no way to escape. They had no choice but to kneel on the ground, tremble and surrender to the Great Zhou.

The riots dispersed the Southern Tang team.

Xian Shilang, who was still fighting hard, suddenly realized that he had lost. He was panicked and was about to turn around and escape. Zhang Yongde seized the opportunity, pulled out the javelin, and threw it out, just stabbed Xian Shilang in the back, and pierced it 3 inches deep.

In the pain, Xian Shilang actually went crazy and turned around and fought with Zhang Yongde again.

At this time, his guards had retreated one after another. Two Zhang Yongde's personal soldiers tried their best to stab the spear, pierced from Xian Shilang's weakness, and directly pierced into the lungs. They stirred hard, and Xian Shilang's mouth was bleeding, shaking. He used all his last strength to wave the weapons in his hand, interrupted the gun, and wanted to continue attacking, but Zhang Yongde's knife had already slashed.

From the shoulders to the lower abdomen, the holes over a foot long, the internal organs and blood flow out.

Xian Shilang shouted and fell to the ground, and his flagpole also broke.

After killing the main general, the remaining soldiers had no backbone at all and all joined the ranks of escape. Ye Hua rushed to chase and kill.

Every soldier urged the war horses to run wildly.

Captives, weapons, armor, food and pay, war horses, livestock, tents, carriages... I will not let go of anything that can be used.

Ye Hua has set standards, and each prisoner is worth 30 jin, and his cement workshop is just short of people.

After being caught, they immediately sent the ships from Wu Yue to Jiaozhou, and then directly pulled them to the cement workshop to serve as coolies. Food, horses, tents, and livestock were all good things. The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were not rich and could make a fortune. As the main general, they had to be sympathetic to the difficulties of the people below.

Some time ago, Ye Hua destroyed all the salt, and many soldiers felt very distressed, but Ye Hua had no choice but to carry and sell salt at will and trade it privately. That was a head-lost thing. Ye Hua didn't want his subordinates to be in the hands of the civil servants.

As for other spoils, it doesn't matter.

Even the armor and weapons that Ye Hua looked down upon could be sold to Wu Yue in packages and made a big profit!
Chapter completed!
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