Chapter 342 Sword Mountain wins a thousand piles of blood
Looking at the Tiel Cavalry that was rushing towards them in several rows, all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty raised their heads with high pride, with contemptuous eyes and disdainful expressions as if they were not 15,000 Tiel Cavalry, but 15,000 live locusts.
I was holding the mace that was larger than an ordinary mace, which was still light in my hand. I picked up the telescope with my free right hand, and only saw my crazy red eyes, ferocious face, and ugly teeth and the little tongue hanging between my throat that made me sick.
In addition to two hundred personal guards and a marching commander who was assigned by Uncle Li Ji to watch the formation and manage the baggage for me, there were about eight hundred elite cavalrymen behind the sword and card players. The marching commander beside me was commanding the logistics troops to connect the food and supplies chariots together to form a square formation, holding spears and arrows. If any point on the battlefield retreats or shakes, my personal guards and these eight hundred elite cavalry will be the last reserve team. The military band is right in my body
Later, with my gestures, the drum beats changed, and the heavy and exciting drum beats seemed to boil the blood of all the soldiers, "Tang Dynasty! Ten Thousand Victories! Ten Thousand Victories! Ten Thousand Victories!!!" All the brave soldiers of the Tang Dynasty accompanied the rhythm, roared towards the sky and towards the earth from the bottom of their hearts! In the hearts of these pride and unaware of cowardice, the undefeated glory of the Tang Dynasty has been deeply engraved on their souls.
"What's going on? Didn't these Hu people be the best at riding and shooting?!" I was curious, and rushing towards this with a knife, isn't it because I'm asking for death?
"The impact formation of riding and shooting is not like this. It seems that Tiele is trying to do his best with one blow! Give us a big shot, hum, just two or three times, not as good as the Turkic seven-year-old ones back then..." An old guard next to him spoke. The uncle was almost fifty, but his strong body, after putting on armor, seemed to be twenty years younger. The blood of war seemed to aroused his fighting spirit. His eyes were extremely contemptuous. It seemed that I was surrounded by proud people. Even the small official of the Wushu Institute who was trembling in front of me just now was wearing a layer of soft armor, with a look of pride, which made me admire him. The Tang Dynasty was so proud!
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However, this made me feel relieved. Do you think the academy army led by me is not comparable to that of ordinary Tang soldiers? Every soldier here has experienced countless baptisms of blood and fire. It is beyond doubt that he has loyalty and courage to the Tang Dynasty. Otherwise, I would not have squeezed out such a quota from the more than 100,000 elite troops in Chang'an City to select students.
As we got closer, a little closer, four thousand strong bows all formed an ellipse in the creaking sound, accompanied by commands and bamboo whistles, one row, two rows, three rows, six rows of arrows made a fine roar, and then fell. Continue, the second time the bow was opened, eight thousand long arrows hit the sword mountain of Tieler people like rainstorms. In just a moment, more than a thousand running Tieler cavalry fell down, and then they were tripped up a lot.
The cavalry is worthy of being the fastest military before the emergence of the Steam Age. After the heavy rain of arrows, it was only more than twenty feet away from the original formation of our army. The Tieler cavalry formation suddenly closed and formed a sharp and powerful assault formation. The scimitar that was originally held high as a mountain pressed down, and the sharp tip of the knife as sharp as a wolf teeth emitted a dazzling cold light. At this time, Mo Dao Hand, the most powerful infantry war king in the Tang Dynasty, had already stood up in the entire army, with Mo Dao Hand in the front row and the second row
Holding a knife, the other hand was holding a black iron ball the size of a sweet potato and the surface was like a pineapple. It came to the edge of the torch standing beside her. With the sharp bamboo whistle that made her scalp explode, the lead was ignited in an instant. The black iron pineapple was thrown forward by them and landed several feet in front of me. My heart was already tightly pulled at this moment. The telescope in my hand had already been closed, and the giant mace was shaking in my hand. I wonder if this tactic could work.
Very well, the loud bang like thunder exploded after rushing through two rows of Iron Cavalry. The shattered iron sheets and thunderous sound made the war horses and Iron Knights stunned for a moment. In an instant, the fallen war horses and knights were trampled like mud by the giant hooves that continued to rush forward from behind.
Just as the iron pineapple thrown out in the first row exploded, the second row of Mo Dao Hands also ignited the strange things in his hands and threw them forward. The formation, which was originally somewhat chaotic by the first batch of iron pineapple bombs, became even more chaotic. After the roar, the protruding parts of the cavalry in the first three rows could continue to attack from nearly a thousand to only a few hundred, which was much empty. However, there was no time to allow them to reorganize the team at this time. The Tieler cavalry in the back row had to helplessly close the reins to avoid repeating the same mistakes. In this way, the charge formation forming an M-shaped has gradually become scattered. The sword players in the rear naturally would not miss this wonderful opportunity. There were two more rounds of arrow rain. The damage caused this time was even huge. Some cavalry were even filled with feather arrows like hedgehogs, screaming in a low voice, and fell down weakly.
Tiele's cavalry also understood that no matter what, they had to rush into the battle formation of the Tang soldiers, otherwise, the morale of the frustration alone would be difficult to maintain the next wave of attacks, especially the terrifying black ball like sweet potatoes. That thing was too easy for the war horse to lose control.
All the Modao hands bravely held the Modao, with the tail of the knife station at the base, holding the hilt with both hands, and their thick waists were tightly resting on the hilt, like the extremely hard steel rock, waiting for the slap of countless Iron Cavalrymen like waves.
Just a few feet away from Modao Hand, at least half of the Tielle Cavalry fell without warning. The fallen war horses neighed and unwillingly struck their four hooves. The overwhelming cavalry on the horse's back also made shrill roars. Nonsense, the lethality of the triangle iron, which was nearly inch long at each end, was not covered. The cavalry with superb riding skills flew off the horse, and could not escape the tragic fate of the triangle iron hidden under the withered yellow grass that was sank into the skin or the soles of the feet.
Finally, after a hardship, the cavalry arrived in front of Mo Dao Hand. What awaited them was the forest-like sword mountain. "Kill!!!" roared in unison, and thousands of Mo Dao swords swept out. Tiele rode a horse without any resistance. The sharp scimitar in his hand was in front of Mo Dao Hand's almost perverted armor, and the extremely heavy, sharp black and bright Mo Dao, just like a toy of a child, hit the scimitar, and Mo Dao entered! The broken scimitar, war horse, was cut open by Mo Dao and his horse from the neck, and cut the cavalry's chest and abdomen. In the unwilling and frightened eyes of the cavalry, the Mo Dao, which brought bloodline, drew a graceful arc...
The powerful Modao Hand was wearing an armor like an iron tower. Every time he roared and swung his sword, one or two cavalry or war horses would always be crushed by the most powerful infantry weapon of the Tang Dynasty in their hands. The ground was filled with countless corpses that frightened Tieler people, and they were all covered with splashed blood. The Modao Hands were like demons climbing from the deepest sea of blood in hell to the earth. Bloodthirst is their instinct. Only by harvesting life can they feel peace in their hearts for a moment.
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The powerful Modaomen roared, "The sword mountain is better than the scroll, thousands of snow!" No, it should be called "The sword mountain is better than the scroll, thousands of blood". All of this happened in just a few breaths. I widened my eyes and almost forgot to breathe. How can those brave and brave soldiers of the Tang Dynasty not be praised? How can people not be praised for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty? It is the efforts of these soldiers that have built the Tang Dynasty into the greatest empire of this era. The Han and Tang Dynasties made countless Chinese nations regret it.
The cavalry on the side were already on the edge of contact. At this time, accompanied by the call, thousands of double-edged short-handled axes with strange roars turned into a bright gray light and shadow, and rushed out of the rushing crowd of Tieler cavalry.
Immediately, the frontier of the Tiel cavalry was severely damaged. Before they could come back to their senses, the second row of flying axes devoured the lives of countless Tiel men in the same way. Suddenly, thousands of Tiel cavalry shouted helplessly on both wings, lying on the ground, and the front line was filled with ghosts and howlings of wolves resounded throughout the sky.
Although Thousand Mo Dao Hands were extremely powerful, their number was too small compared to the nearly 10,000 cavalry that had impacted the front line. Just before the formation of the front row was about to be dispersed by the cavalry with their lives, accompanied by Duan Yunsong's hoarse roar, the sharp and short bamboo whistle sounded again. A total of Thousands of elite fighting fighting jumping soldiers roared together and rushed forward a few steps. The short spears in their hands were like black lightning, cutting through the air barrier. In the blink of an eye, they penetrated the body of the front row of cavalry and pierced into the body or horse neck of the cavalry behind them, and stopped the castration.
Chapter completed!