Mu Yugang's breathing became rapid. For some reason, during this charge, his left eyelid kept leaping. This rarely appeared in previous battles. Only when Murong Town was under the command of Murong Yong, the leader of the Western Yan, attacked Luoyang many years ago, and a large number of immortal monsters suddenly appeared in front of him. He had this experience.

Five years later, the two Yans fought each other. Murong Chui led his army across Taihang and took Murong Yongshi straight to Changzicheng. When he followed Murong Town to conduct a desperate assault, he also twitched his left eyelids. These two battles ended with a crushing defeat that was almost wiped out. In the final battle of Changzicheng, he was seriously injured and fell out of the horse and was unconscious. He did not save his life until three days later.

After these two terrible experiences, he and Murong Town surrendered to the Later Yan. From then on, under the command of Murong Chui, he was invincible and invincible. As the commander of the Jia armored cavalry, he made countless military achievements. Before each battle, including the two rushes just now, his right eyelid was twitching. However, this time, his left eyelid, which had not been skipped for many years, was beating uneasy again, which made his heart sink. Even Mu Yugang, who had been through many battles, could not help but feel afraid.

Before he knew it, he found that he had lagged behind the left and right fronts. As the main general of the charge, he had always been the first. With the military order of King Beihai, the king's military order was even more directed by the king's flag. He could only lead by leading the way and must not lag behind the left and right. The surrounding cavalry seemed to feel something was wrong. He turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of surprise. Perhaps these soldiers had never seen such a scene since they joined the army. As their always commander, Mu Yugang, the most powerful general under King Beihai, actually fell behind!

Mu Yugang gritted his teeth. The sense of honor of a soldier for many years instantly made him throw those selfish thoughts behind his head. He raised the royal flag high, which was a spear bound to the flag. He used the spurs to stab the horse's belly with his foot. The war horse neighed a long time, and four hooves flew, bringing up pieces of soil and grass on the ground. Soon, he rushed to the front of the team again, leading the left and right knights, more than half a horse.

The riders around were also stimulated and inspired. They all had high fighting spirits and began to make a deep war roar - "Woo". The low and desperate roar was like the moan of the god of death, combined with the iron hooves of the war horse, and the heavy metal tension-tensioning sound of the armor leaves on the body, was enough to make the enemy on the opposite side break.

However, Zhu Lingshi was still sitting upright in the position of the imperial hand, motionless. He slowly drew a battle knife from his hand. This knife was made of steel, with an extremely sharp blade. When it was unsheathed, there was a god of tiger roar and dragon roar, which shone with his brilliant eyes. But even the craziest person would not believe that just by relying on this person, one car and one knife, one can face the most elite armored cavalry of more than 150 riders. Even Liu Yu, who was like a god descending to earth, could not be able to face the most elite armored cavalry of more than 150 riders alone!

Mu Yugang let out a sharp roar: "Woo---la!" His king flag horse spear suddenly changed from being raised high to being flat and thrust. He stood on the stirrup, leaned forward, and his feet tightly wrapped around the stirrup. At this moment, he was no longer riding a horse, but simply becoming a horse flying. He held the horse spear tightly with both hands, pointing directly to Zhu Lingshi, who was within reach fifty steps away.

"Woo-la", this is the roar of the iron cavalry outside the frontier when they rush to the death. Over the past century, countless powerful troops have been rampant for a while, whether it is the elite cavalry of Dai, the Jiehu of Later Zhao, the powerful Qin in Guanzhong, or the heavy step formation of Jingchu, none of them can stop such a "Woo-la" rush. Even two thousand years later, the steel torrent that swept across the Eurasian continent and fought the world invincible, was swept across thousands of troops like a sweeping mat in such a battle cry. The momentum of moving forward and destroying everything has not declined after thousands of years!

Sun Chu's hand was shaking slightly. He held a long spear tightly and pointed directly at the iron cavalry that was coming towards him. His hand was shaking slightly. Whether it was because of the shock in his heart or the resonance caused by the roar of the iron hooves when the chariot was shaken by the ground, the four battle cavalry in front also showed a rare look of fear in their eyes, and began to roar uneasy, and the whistling white air spurted out from their mouths, pressing against their foreheads, as if they were separated from this layer of fog, so they would not have to face the terrible armored cavalry raid.

Zhu Lingshi suddenly turned around, looked at Sun Chu, and grinned: "Brother Sandan, you are optimistic, maybe there is only one chance!"

With this sentence, the steel knife in his hand suddenly fell, and the sound of a trigger hitting the slash was crisp and pleasant. Then, a whistling sound, soared into the sky with a strange howling sound. Within a few hundred steps, it was still clearly heard in the "Woo-la" battle cry.

Just before this chariot, about ten steps, the yellow and green underground suddenly turned over and jumped up more than two hundred yellow figures. Their backs were covered with green grass. In fact, there were two hundred Jin troops ambush in front of them!

Sun Chu was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth. Even though he had experienced many battles, he couldn't see it. Ten steps away, there were 200 ambushing soldiers, and even the sound of their breathing could not be noticed. Since he didn't even feel it ten steps away, it would be even more impossible for the enemy to feel it.

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But Sun Chu's heart flashed like a flash, because when he saw these ambush bounce, each of them held a large shield in his hand. His heart suddenly sank. He was thinking about what tactics the ambush would use to break the enemy? Is it a long spear? A strong crossbow? Even black fire and a mascot? But these are not all. Can the armored cavalry's death-breaking thrust just by relying on one person and one side of the big shield?

You know, this is the terrible assault force that even the body of the chariot will be broken by one blow. This is a tragic situation where a living person can be split into pieces and become like a corpse of five horses. It is really OK to rely on a big shield? Sun Chu couldn't help but close his eyes because he didn't want to see again that a tragedy of massacre was about to happen again.

Not only that, he also sighed, and Zhu Lingshi's voice came from his ears: "What's wrong, Brother Sandan, why are you still sighing with your eyes closed? Are you not confident in my ambush?"

Sun Chu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: "Human power is unstoppable. Brother Dashi, this is a horse armored cavalry. What can a big shield do?"

Zhu Lingshi's voice was firm and confident: "The power of the Ritian helps me to defeat the thief!"
Chapter completed!