Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters should be left to chase the poor
Qin Yunmo looked at everything on the battlefield expressionlessly, like a general who had been fighting for the rest of his life. He was not anxious at all. He first did not hurry or slow down, and sorted out the cavalry array while walking slowly. Then he accelerated suddenly and rushed towards the opposite side without mercy.
Everyone activated the war horses at the same time, forming a standard arrow formation, rushing towards the remaining troops without any resistance. The sound of horse hooves roared like thunder, and countless sharp swords and swords flashed with cold light, making the Cold-blooded Black Knights' troops less than half of the remaining knights, each of them looked unhappy. Some people were even shocked, knowing that it was already a desperate moment, but they could only make a howl like a dying beast.
Qin Yun did not have any kindness at all, nor did he suddenly want to recruit the other party. This time he attacked the other party with a few soldiers in order to survive in death. Although he had won for the first time, the general situation was not determined, and everything was still unknown. Naturally, Qin Yun could not have been nervous at this time.
Although he often gets nervous for no reason!
The battlefield was extremely tragic, with blood and internal organs sprinkled all over the ground, and the corpses were even covered with a large battlefield. There were Qin Yun's command, but more were the cold-blooded black cavalry of the East Factory, and the black and red mixed together seemed very dazzling.
Qin Yun looked at the scene in front of him, and his chest fluctuated violently, but in contrast to it, his expression was extremely calm, as if this was not a battlefield, but a tea party. Qin Yun had no doubt that he would go to hell after his death, but he didn't care at all. On this night, he just wanted to fight to the fullest and kill all the enemies.
"The other party wants to kill us all, brothers, at this time, we can only fight to the death!" The sinister man, the leader of more than a hundred cold-blooded black cavalry, shouted loudly. His injuries were not light. One arm was hit by Qin Yun's spear and was immediately destroyed. Now he held the knife in his left hand, still with a fierce look on his face, without any retreat.
When the cavalry rushed forward, they could only move forward straight and continue. If they had already raised their full speed and had the last few dozen steps of impact, they would only weaken the impact force of their own cavalry, and even disrupt the formation, causing their own formation to be chaotic. This battlefield is not large, with limited width and flat terrain. It can be said that it is most suitable for the charge of a small number of cavalry.
Qin Yun raised his gun and charged forward, his eyes were cold. His eyes were staring at the sinister man. As long as he killed him, there would be no suspense in this battle.
"kill!"
Qin Yun's spear was like a dragon, and countless gun shadows flashed, and several cold-blooded black cavalry were picked out. The war horses crashed into the opponent's weak defense line and destroyed the opponent's last defense line. Behind Qin Yun, a large group of people followed closely and rushed forward rumbled. Countless swords and swords pierced into the opponent's body with horsepower. People shouted and neighed, and fiercely collided, and countless heavy sounds of falling horses suddenly sounded.
"Die me!" The sinister man's eyes were about to break, and he stared at Qin Yun with blood red eyes, and rushed over without hesitation. In his eyes, Qin Yun was the biggest culprit, and even if he was in the area, he would still take people to go with him.
Facing the opponent's approach that seemed to die together, Qin Yun's expression remained as if he was a mountain. He swept the tip of his gun and flashed through the opponent's throat. Then he urged the horse to directly pass by the opponent and kill him behind him.
From beginning to end, Qin Yun just glanced at the other party deeply.
The horse's hooves gradually faded away, and the sinister man's eyes, which had been glaring at anger, slowly lost his spirit. Finally, with a "punch", the sinister man fell under the horse, and his godless eyes watched Qin Yun's invincible figure slaughtering the remaining cold-blooded black cavalry, as if it had been printed inside.
The situation was as Qin Yun expected. As the sinister man who was the pillar died, the remaining cold-blooded black cavalry no longer had any morale. Almost everyone did not even dare to counterattack, but were just running for desperately. They would rather aim the swords and guns in their hands at the comrades who had just joined together just to escape as soon as possible. However, they did not dare to turn around and engage in a final battle with Qin Yun and others.
The remaining ones are strangers, and the defeat is like a mountain of defeat!
They were completely scared!
"Great victory!" Ding Xiu followed Qin Yun's side and guarded Qin Yun's safety. At this time, he could no longer help but shouted excitedly.
Jin Xiangyu nodded excitedly. The lancet knife in her right hand was like a saw, and she used up all the willow darts. There was not much blood on her body, and there was not a single wound. Qin Yun glanced at her and immediately became more sure of the guess in her heart.
As for Qiu Moyan, although her martial arts skills are better than Jinyingyu, she has never experienced this before, obviously not as watery as Jinyingyu, and she was scratched on her shoulder. Fortunately, she reacted quickly at that time and released most of her strength, otherwise her arm would have suffered.
"Congratulations to Lord Qin, when this battle comes out, Lord Qin will become famous all over the world..." Jin Xiangyu said with a smile.
Qin Yun looked at Jin Xiangyu. If it were normal, he might have been perfunctory. But at this time, he was like a war god. Just glanced away, Jin Xiangyu's expression froze and could no longer say the rest.
When Qin Yun looked at Qiu Moyan, his cold expression relieved slightly. He urged his horse to come to Qiu Moyan, took a look at the other party's injuries, and confirmed that it was just a physical injury, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it okay?" Qin Yun asked softly.
"It's okay." Qiu Moyan turned around heroically, wrapped his injuries roughly, and smiled at Qin Yun.
"Sir, I will let my brothers clean the battlefield and guard the war." Ding Xiu was also considered a "battlefield" (encircling and suppressing bandits and being surrounded and suppressed). He knew that people should be sent to clean the battlefield immediately at this time, and at the same time, he did not forget to be wary.
He did not forget that although they defeated the cold-blooded black cavalry, more than a dozen people still escaped. Not far away, there was a larger group of cold-blooded black cavalry. If they were not hurrying, they would easily be surrounded by the other party.
With their physical strength and condition after a big battle, the result should not be too much.
Jin Xiangyu nodded in admiration. Although Ding Xiu's actions were simple, they were already the work of a qualified general. She also knew Ding Xiu's information, she was just an ordinary horse thief. At most, his martial arts skills were good, but he didn't expect that he was also a little bit of a good person.
"No need." Qin Yun refused flatly. "Leave the seriously injured brothers and a few slightly injured brothers, and the others kept following me to continue chasing the Cold-blooded Black Cavalry, completely defeating the other party in one fell swoop."
Qin Yun looked at the darkness, where was his real opponent. A cavalry with more than 300 people, fully armed, and a cold-blooded black cavalry that retained most of its combat power!
Chapter completed!