Chapter 4: Iron Cavalry Crust

Countless tall and majestic horses were galloping on the battlefield, their iron hooves stirred up smoke and dust, crossed his side, knocked away his comrades from the same camp, and slashed the steel knife in the air, killing a large number of cannon fodder soldiers violently. However, in a blink of an eye, the formation of thousands of soldiers in the dead camp was completely disrupted and fell into their own battles. Under the impact of the cavalry of the Liao army, they were like leaves in the wind, and were in critical condition and could be completely defeated and eliminated at any time.

In the rear, the archers of the Song army also began to show their power, shooting large rain of arrows towards the cavalry on the battlefield. Finally, the generals who ordered the order were a little human, and did not order the archers to diffuse indiscriminately. They were shot to death on the battlefield together with the cannon fodder soldiers they sent out. They just let the arrows shoot towards the back of the enemy, causing a large number of Liao army cavalry who were following the beautiful girl to be knocked down by arrows, and their people were on their backs, and their formation gradually became chaotic.

Luo Dacheng stood on the battlefield, and a horse galloped past him. The Khitan warrior immediately turned slightly, and the snow-lit long sword fell into the air, and he took his face. Luo Dacheng's eyes shot away and clearly saw the fierce and excited smile on the Liao soldier's face.

The horse was extremely fast, and the sword light was like lightning, but it was not as fast as Luo Dacheng's body movements. Luo Dacheng just lowered his body and let the long sword pass through the air. The sword wind brought up blew his hair, causing a strand of broken hair to fall with the sword wind.

Just as the war horse ran past him, Luo Dacheng's steel knife was handed out, and he explored the Liao soldier like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole. He held the hilt tightly, and his strong arms were as solid as copper and iron, standing still in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the Liao soldier had already hit the blade hard while galloping rapidly on the war horse. The blade was immediately cut into pieces between his chest and abdomen, and he ran away from the horse like a cloth bag. The body fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

The ownerless war horse was still striking. Behind Luo Dacheng, the Dynasty saw the opportunity, jumped onto the horse, tied the reins, stopped the momentum of the horse galloping, and cheered loudly: "Boss, I snatched a war horse!"

In the Northern Song Dynasty, war horses were scarce. If they could seize the enemy's war horses, it would be a great achievement. However, if they wanted to be transferred to the imperial guards with this merit and no longer be cannon fodder soldiers, they might not be able to do it.

Luo Dacheng gritted his teeth and said nothing. He looked at the enemy soldiers who were rushing towards him, holding a sword in his hand, standing like a mountain on the battlefield, like a mainstay, and remained motionless under the impact of the raging waves.

Another war horse galloped over, and the fierce Liao soldier immediately waved his long sword and slashed at Luo Dacheng's top gate. Luo Dacheng jumped up and rushed towards the Liao soldier like lightning. He flashed the blade behind him, and stabbed the sword in his hand into his chest with a thud.

The Liao soldiers screamed loudly and fell to the ground. Luo Dacheng quickly stood up, pulled the sword out of his chest, wiped the blood from his face, raised his head, with a cold and domineering look, and cruelly looked at every Liao soldiers rushing towards him on horseback.

At this moment, he is the master of his destiny. Any enemy who wants to take his life must first be in his hands and save his life!

The unowned war horse galloped forward according to inertia. This time, Zhao Hu took the initiative and jumped onto the horse. He used the riding skills he had practiced in his farm at home since childhood to tie the war horses, turned north, raised his sword and attacked each other with the rushing Liao cavalry. His sword was fierce and he was not weaker than the warriors of the strong tribe in the north.

Beside him, Zhang Long and others also formed a formation with their trusted soldiers in the death camp, cooperated with each other, killed the Liao soldiers who rushed over, seized their war horses, jumped onto the horse's back, and immediately turned into cannon fodder cavalry.

Although they were all veterans, this was the first time they rode a horse on the battlefield. They were all excited. This battlefield of survival and death seemed to have become less terrifying.

In front of them, Luo Dacheng stood like a mountain, holding a spear that Zhang Long threw for him in his left hand, holding a bloody steel knife in his right hand, and flexibly and violent moves with both hands. He picked and slashed left and right, stabbed the Liao cavalry that rushed down one by one. At his lightning speed, no one could stop the shot he stabbed at extremely fast.

The defenses of cannon fodder soldiers elsewhere have been completely destroyed by the Liao army brigade. Countless soldiers died tragically under the iron hoof sword. Most of the cannon fodder soldiers from the Liao army headquarters died in the charge of their iron cavalry.

The Liao army's brigade of cavalry had already rushed into the camp of the Song army and fought fiercely with the imperial guards and soldiers holding swords and guns. On the battlefield, more than a hundred cannon fodder soldiers were still able to form a formation. Relying behind Luo Dacheng, it seemed as if relying on a standing mountain, it was struggling to resist the impact of the enemy's brigade of cavalry.

They have become isolated islands on the battlefield, and have experienced the impact of enemy cavalry without collapse, which naturally attracted the attention of the enemy's chief general.

Among the Liao cavalry, the beautiful girl in armor looked at her, and her rebellious look of anger flashed through her beautiful eyes, waving her whip, jumping to scold her, and taking the brigade of personal soldiers beside her toward Luo Dacheng, as if she was going to take action and kill this group of surprisingly tenacious cannon fodder soldiers in front of the formation.

Ma Han was swinging his knife hard on the battlefield and cut off the shoulder bone of a Liao soldier. Seeing him screaming and falling from the horse, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves coming like thunder. When he looked up, he saw that it was the enemy general who led the team to attack. He shouted in surprise: "Boss, that must be an important figure in Liao Gou. As long as he catches her, he will never succeed without making any contribution!"

He was young and simple-minded. When he saw the enemy general bringing a large number of troops to chase him, he was overjoyed as if he had seen a great achievement on the ground and asked him to pick it up at will. He rode his horse and rushed straight to the girl who was urging the horse to come.

The girl's eyes crossed the battlefield of bloody corpses and fierce fighting. Looking at his dark face covered with blood, her extremely excited gaze couldn't help but frown slightly, and an angry look of disgust shot out from her beautiful eyes. She stretched out her hand, took off the longbow from the horse's neck, drew the bow and arrow, and shot towards Ma Han.

Luo Dacheng saw it clearly and shouted in a loud voice: "Ma Han, come back quickly! Don't be reckless!"

The screams and bowstrings sounded at the same time. With a whoosh, the sharp arrow penetrated into the air. The black-faced boy had only time to turn to the side. He still did not escape the fatal arrow. He fell to the sky and fell backwards from his horse. He rushed down and collided on the battlefield. He only let out a low voice and then stopped moving again.

Zhang Long and the other two neighed sternly, their roaring as if they were about to tear their lungs apart. The four of them were together since childhood, and they were like brothers and sisters. They had experienced life-and-death battles on the battlefield, hundreds of times more kissed than brothers. Now, seeing Ma Han die in the battlefield with their own eyes is heart-wrenching.

At this moment, Luo Dacheng had already shot a Liao soldier with one shot, jumped onto his war horse, and rushed out!

His riding skills were much worse than those of the four. He just tried hard to turn the horse's head, and stabbed the horse's thigh with a knife, forcing it to speed northwards, running towards the place where Mahan fell.

Just now, he saw Ma Han knocking off the horse and his mind was shocked. These four teenagers lived with him for a year. Even though he was indifferent, under their admiration and attachment and diligent care, he couldn't help but feel brotherly and brotherly towards these four teenagers and took them as brothers. Now seeing Ma Han falling to the ground with injuries, he was anxious and could not care much about it anymore. He just wanted to go over and grab Ma Han quickly to see if he could save him.

The war horse was cut into a knife on the buttocks, and a painful neighed, strode forward, slanting, and crashing straight into the direction of the Khitan girl. Luo Dacheng pulled the horse hard and made it turn to the direction of Mahan, but because of his lack of riding skills, it was difficult to turn the horse's head.

Seeing him rushing towards him, the Khitan girl snorted coldly, and a disdain appeared in her beautiful eyes. She raised her jade hand and put on a feather arrow, shot her with an arrow, shot her in Luo Dacheng's face!

Luo Dacheng was fighting with the fierce horse. Seeing several Liao cavalry roaring towards him, the sword in his hand was shining with cold light. He was about to raise the sword to greet him, but suddenly he saw the girl shoot another arrow. He was shocked. In the flash of lightning, the arrow had already shot in front of him!

Behind, Zhang Long and the other two wiped their tears, looked at each other, raised their swords and neighed, and were about to rush forward with a group of cannon fodder soldiers, and together with Boss Luo, he suddenly saw an arrow shot through the air, shooting an arrow on Luo Dacheng's face, causing him to fall down from the horse with his head!

"Ah——" A roar like a wolf howl came from the mouths of the three teenagers, and blood and tears flowed down from their eyes. The young men who had been through bloody battles screamed wildly and indignantly, raised their swords and rushed forward!

In the past year in Yangwuzhai, Luo Dacheng has treated them like his father and brother, and rescued them from the state of dying countless times. His kindness to them is so high that they have long been remembered. Since Boss Luo was killed here today, the four brothers of the two will naturally accompany Boss Luo, fight for life and death with Liao Gou, and be buried here together!

Behind them, hundreds of cannon fodder soldiers were also excited, and they raised their weapons and rushed forward with a roar, swearing to follow their brothers to the death, fighting with the Liao soldiers until they died.

Moving forward, a large number of enemy soldiers rushed forward; backward, there was no way out and they were surrounded by enemy soldiers. Even if they were in such a tragic situation, they would die like a man from the Song Dynasty!
Chapter completed!