Chapter 75 Heavy Armored Iron Cavalry

"Knock it~Knock it~~"

The heavy horse hooves knocked on the cold earth and made a rhythmic dull symphony. In this symphony of death, a strange cavalry of more than a hundred cavalry suddenly emerged from the swirling smoke and dust, and crushed the Han army on the broken grass and loess. The cold cold spread endlessly in the field...

"Hell~ God, what the hell is this?"

A hissing sound sounded deep in the throat of Maojie. Even though he was knowledgeable, he had never seen such a terrible ghost. It seemed to be a cavalry, but there had never been such a cavalry in the world? They were clearly the most terrifying demonic faces in people's sleep, and ghosts that only appear in nightmare!

Fear, endless fear spreads like poisonous weeds, and even a veteran who has experienced many battles can't help but feel upset in his heart.

The west wind was strong, and the smoke and dust were flying all over the sky, and finally the hideous face of this strange cavalry clearly showed the eyes of all the Han soldiers...

The whole body is cold, and the green and miserable metallic light is shining!

Whether it is a war horse or a knight on the horse's back, they are all wrapped in cold bronze armor. The heads of the knights and the war horses are also covered with cold iron helmets, and they are all metal monsters! These metal monsters are sweeping over like a tide, carrying the momentum of crushing everything, fear, and have no choice but to rage in the hearts of the Han soldiers. Such cavalry... Even if you give you a sharp spear, you don't know where to poke~~

“Hululu~~”

Amid the heavy horse hooves, the sound of the war horses sounded clearly again. Suddenly, the spears that pierced Yunxiao in the knight's hands had been flattened and pointed straight at the Han army's main formation, and instantly gathered into a row of cold spears. The sharp spear blade was flashing with a cold cold light. Death was waving to all the Han army soldiers.

Mao Jie instinctively rode his horse and hid in the back, then turned around and shouted loudly on the horse's back: "Don't panic, don't retreat~ The Han army is mighty, fight to the death and never retreat, advance~~"

"The Han army is mighty and advance~~"

"Fight to the death and never retreat, move forward~~"

Sparse responses sounded in the Han army formation, with heavy armored infantry in front and light infantry behind. More than 2,000 remaining Han army infantry gritted their teeth and terrified to face the metal monster. As for the more than 1,000 archers, they could only watch from the wall because of the lack of arrows.

"Boom~~"

More than a hundred heavy armored iron cavalry swept over like a tide, colliding with the Han army, like more than a hundred sharp swords, cutting the Han army into countless messy, bloody and small pieces in an instant. In an instant, the Han soldiers turned their horses over, and howling sounded like a piece. The flesh and blood bodies could not resist the majesty of the heavy armored iron cavalry.

"Puff~"

Amid the crisp sound of the sharp weapon picking up the flesh and blood, a spear pierced through the chest of a Han army like a radish. The spear was still swollen and penetrated the chest of two Han army in succession. Finally, it penetrated the throat of a short Han army, nailed the bodies of the four people into a string, and mopped the floor and quickly moved.

"Puff~bang!"

The wooden handle of the spear could no longer withstand such heavy destruction and was interrupted.

The cavalry shook his hands and threw away the half-spike handle, and continued to rush through the Han army formation in an instant, and drove forward nearly a hundred steps away. The cavalry and his companions slowly strangled the horses and turned around. The formation behind them was already in chaos, and the sprint of the heavy armored iron cavalry caused them huge damage. However, the physical damage was far less severe than the mental damage, and it was shocking! The invincible majestic posture of the heavy armored iron cavalry made the Han army lose the last bit of determination to resist.

People are dispersed and the team is difficult to lead!

Mao Jie could no longer control the situation, and watched his elite Han army turn into yellow turban thieves, running wildly all over the mountains and fields...

More than 2,000 elite spear soldiers were almost killed or injured under the spear of the enemy cavalry. Nearly 3,000 infantrymen were defeated in a battle against the impact of more than 100 cavalrymen. Mao Jie felt that the eyes were black. It was over. Everything was over! He gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword harder than pulling it hard on his neck, and blood splashed. Life quickly disappeared from Mao Jie's body. Soon, Mao Jie's bright and divine eyes began to dim, and then he fell from the horse's back, causing a piece of dust to swell...

"Roar ~~"

"Kill~~"

"Kill all these Han army bastards~~"

The sound of killing sounds like mountains and seas spread out from the sky. After throwing the gun, the light cavalry that had been spying on the side finally returned. A sharp sabers were lifted high in the air, and the dazzling cold light confused the dark sky. The heavy armored cavalry just cut open the sharp swords of the Han army's defense, and the light cavalry was the bone-clearing demon sword that harvested life!

Massacre, another round of cold-blooded and cruel massacre.

In the wilderness less than a hundred steps away from the battlefield, the horse stood in the wind under the escort of Xu Chu and Dian Wei, watching coldly at everything that happened just now! Nearly a month's hard work was finally in vain. The heavy armored cavalry that transcended time and space exerted unimaginable power.

...

Chenliu, sour jujube.

"stop!"

The Han army officer guarding the city gate shouted, and more than a dozen nearby Han soldiers immediately surrounded Zhang Liang, Cheng Yuanzhi and Lord Gao Sheng.

Zhang Liang calmly said to the Han army officer with a smile on his face, "Mr. Jun, what's wrong?"

The officer glanced at him and asked, "Where did you three come from?"

Zhang Liang said: "It's from the north."

"Why do you come to the ground?"

“Do business.”

"Do business?" The officer circled around Zhang Liang and the other two, tilted his head and asked, "What business?"

"Uh~~Horseland."

"Horse dealer!? Humph, I think you are clearly thieves. Come and arrest me."

As the officer finished speaking, a cold light flashed. Cheng Yuanzhi had already drawn his sword in his hand and stuck the Han army officer's neck. With a light stroke, the blood splashed. The Han army officer had already strangled his throat with both hands and collapsed to the ground. The pool of blood was gushing out from his fingers, but he could not say a word.

Cheng Yuanzhi took the officer with a knife and shouted sternly: "Old Gao, protect the third general and leave first. I will come and cut off the rear!"

Gao Sheng protected Zhang Liang and left, and turned around and shouted, "Old Cheng should not fight, come to meet again at a moment. I and the third general are waiting for you in the woods ahead!"

Cheng Yuanzhi killed another Han army and shouted with anger: "Go away~~"

"Where are you here, come quickly, catch the thief~~"

The Han army screamed shrillly, hearing the shouts. More and more Han soldiers rushed out of the city gate and surrounded Cheng Yuanzhi. Although Cheng Yuanzhi was brave, the hero could not resist the number of people. In a moment, he had been stabbed twice on his back and was shot in the leg. He was covered in blood and his movements were slow.

When Cheng Yuanzhi was desperate, he suddenly heard a thunderous shout in the city: "Is Brother Yuanzhi ahead?"

Cheng Yuanzhi tried his best to cut off all directions with one sword. He defeated all the Han troops, raised his head and sternly: "Who is under your feet?"

The thunderous voice said, "Brother, little brother He Yi, don't you remember?"

Cheng Yuanzhi slashed all directions with another move and forced the Han army to retreat. He turned around and saw a big man holding a single sword in his hand and running out of the city. Two Han soldiers tried to come forward to stop him, but he cut him over to the ground with two swords. Behind the big man, more than a hundred men followed him closely, and were rolling towards the city gate like a flood. Cheng Yuanzhi said happily: "Brother He Yi! Is it you?"

"It's my brother!" He Yi killed a Han army with another sword, raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, kill~~"

"Kill~~"

He Yi roared, and more than a hundred men following him took out their cold waists and rushed towards the Han army that were blocking inside and outside the city gate.

...

Changshe.

The fierce battle has ended, and the newly grown Yellow Turban Army suffered a heavy blow, and its troops have shrunk less than 11.

But the sacrifice of the Yellow Turban Army was not without cost. The large-scale death of the Yellow Turban Army not only consumed the physical strength and spirit of the Han army, but also exhausted the arrows of the Han army's archers, and even numbed the nerves of the Han army. All of this created an excellent fighter for the eight hundred bandits in Ma Yuedi!

Eight hundred bandits almost wiped out the 5,000 Mao-level Han army at a weak price! Under the pursuit of the light cavalry of the eight hundred bandits, only a very small number of Han army were able to escape! On the empty plain, the defeated infantry was difficult to escape the pursuit of the cavalry.

The setting sun sets westward. Corpse is everywhere in the wilderness, blood flows, and the strong west wind cannot blow away the strong smell of blood.

Ma Yue stood in the wilderness with his hands behind his back. There were corpses everywhere, and the strong smell of blood was venting, but Ma Yue ignored all this and his expression was still cold. Xu Chu and Dian Wei were like two evil spirit gods, and they were still standing still. Behind the three, Guo Tu was trembling.

Guo Tu glanced at Ma Yue's cold back, and his heart was even more awesome. Although Guo Tu was a villain, he was not a mediocre person. His intention to Ma Yue was as clear as the fire. It was obvious that in the battle of Changshe, Ma Yue used the large number of deaths of the Yellow Turban Army to consume the spirit of the Han army. Then, eight hundred bandits gave the exhausted Han army a fatal blow. In this way, the losses of the eight hundred bandits could be reduced to a minimum.

In other words, in Ma Yue's heart, the lives of tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans are not as important as dozens of bandits!

Guo Tu knew even more that Ma Yue’s intention was not just that. The Battle of Changshe was like a cruel survival of the fittest. The old, young, women and children in the Yellow Turban Army, all the weak died under the swords of the Han army, and most of the remaining were strong men. Look at Bo Wu and Liao Hua and the rest of the land. Although they were embarrassed, most of them were strong men.
Chapter completed!