Yang Ji sat on the horse, squinting his eyes slightly and thinking a lot in his mind.
"Not only that, look at the tattoos on their bodies, it's not just beautiful. They can get power from this vast primitive jungle through these tattoo totems!"
Great Asura said in Yang Ji's mind.
The great Asura was right. The hazy light rising in the moonlit night covered up the bulging and swelling bruises on their bodies.
Through the night, Yang Ji could clearly see that the tattoo, which represented the tribe's symbol, seemed to come alive in the night, like poisonous snakes with their necks erect, spitting out messages.
Those who have reached a certain level of cultivation, such as Yang Ji, can clearly feel that when these tattoos twist with the swelling muscles, there are streams of natural energy and wood rich in vitality in the surrounding dense primitive jungle.
Spiritual energy gathered from all directions and flowed into the bodies of these barbarian warriors, making their power more powerful and their breath more dangerous and majestic!
"Crack!"
There was only a crisp sound of a tree breaking. One of the leading barbarians picked up a big tree and hugged the tree. The nearly twenty-foot-tall tree was pulled up from the ground, rumbled, and swept through the air, like
The autumn wind swept away fallen leaves towards the surrounding soldiers of the Han Dynasty.
"Be careful! Enemy attack! These people have become barbaric!"
There was a sharp scream in the dark night, and Yang Ji could hear it clearly. It was Zhang Qi's voice. As the captain of Cangxu City, or should I say General Zhen now, he has been stationed on the border for a long time, and in the depths of the wilderness, he has no control over the barbarians.
It can be described as quite understanding.
"Xi Yu Yu!"
The war horses neighed in the dark. The war horses in the army have been specially trained. They will not panic easily, but that does not mean that they cannot feel danger.
There is no doubt that if this barbarian warrior were to hit them one by one, these war horses would also be smashed into pulp.
"Stop them!"
A middle-ranking captain roared like a tiger, and without Yang Ji's orders, he jumped up high from his horse, like an ape, reaching the highest point and pounced down.
Boom. The tree stump in the hands of the barbarian warrior failed to be swept away, but was hugged by the middle-rank captain and rolled out. At this time, the power of the Han Dynasty army was revealed.
Almost at the same time that the middle-ranking captain jumped, hugged, and rolled out, seven or eight imperial cavalrymen formed a formation, galloping their fierce horses, and charged away. The halberds in their hands shone with blood.
, almost at the same time as the barbarian warrior rolled out, he was stabbed from all directions at the same time.
Ding ding ding!
The sharp halberd pierced the barbarian's enlarged muscles and skin. It made a clanking sound like a rock. It didn't pierce, but then a second wave of seven or eight cavalry rushed over.
After all, manpower is limited. This barbarian warrior is extremely powerful. Although he withstood the second wave of eight Han cavalry, he was unable to withstand the second wave. With a pop, his energy was exhausted, and he was killed by the second wave.
Two waves of Han cavalry stabbed each other through.
Rumble!
The earth shook, and three thousand well-trained cavalry poured out like a rolling flood through this opening. Although before entering here, due to the restriction of the terrain, the army's formation was almost in disarray, but the barbarian tribes
The open terrain provided an excellent charging formation for the cavalry.
From chaos to order, from chaos to unity, Three Thousand Black Armored Irons completed this transformation with high quality almost instantly.
All this doesn’t even need Yang Ji to say a word!
"Roar!"
The dense barbarian warriors roared, holding rocks, logs and other primitive weapons, and rushed towards them. However, what they faced was a dense tide of black armored cavalry.
The three thousand cavalry brought by Yang Ji this time were already more numerous than them. Coupled with the Han Dynasty's proficiency in the battle formation charging technique, every barbarian warrior almost faced more than a dozen cavalry from all directions at the same time.
Assassination.
Wave after wave. One wave failed to kill, but did not stop, but continued to rush forward. And behind it there was a second wave, a third wave, a fourth wave... countless waves!
No matter how powerful these barbarians are, after facing seven or eight waves of attacks with all their strength by more than seven or eight people, their muscles and bones are weak, their physical strength is exhausted, and they are provoked to kill!
This was like a wave of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Before Yang Ji even had time to take action, most of the barbarian tribe was killed or injured.
“What a spectacle!”
Yang Ji's face was covered in black armor, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
He had heard about border wars countless times from the merchants of Jin'an City when he was a child, but this was the first time for such a group charge and assassination.
The elite infantry and cavalry of the Han Dynasty are all in the border areas. Yang Ji has known this for a long time. But only by seeing it personally can he feel the power of the tacit cooperation and the continuous legion-style formation killing like a wave.
This is completely different from the local garrison army.
To be fair, these barbarians are uniquely endowed in the jungle, and their individual strength is much greater than that of the imperial soldiers. However, the tacit understanding between them is far from perfect.
So far in the battle, most of the barbarians have been killed or injured, but not one of the three thousand cavalry led by Yang Ji has died. Only two of them were accidentally caught by vines, fell off their horses, received a few blows, and suffered serious injuries.
, but it is far from fatal.
You can tell the mood of autumn with a fallen leaf, and you can see the whole leopard with a glimpse. Cangxu City is just a small border town, and three thousand soldiers are nothing but with such combat power. The power of the warrior groups in other places is just as powerful when fighting.
One can imagine.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the earth shook, and a figure fell from the sky and jumped into the dense crowd of barbarian warriors. This barbarian looked extremely powerful, standing out from the other barbarian warriors. He was extremely tall, more than ten feet tall. This was still
Without deformation.
"You burly humans will not die a happy death!"
The strong barbarian opened his mouth wide, revealing his rough teeth, but when he spoke, unexpectedly, he spoke the language of the Han Dynasty.
"He is actually a barbarian who is proficient in human language?!"
Yang Ji was surprised.
In the border area, I was used to hearing a lot of barbarian language spoken by these barbarians. Suddenly I heard a barbarian speaking human language, which felt very strange.
What surprised Yang Ji was far from this. The language of the Han Dynasty was completely different from that of the barbarians. It was generally believed that the barbarians were ignorant and backward, and it was difficult for them to learn human languages.
Moreover, barbarians generally don't know how to learn. Only those mixed-blood barbarian traders can really learn.
But here is the depth of the barbarians, a pure barbarian tribe. The truly pure barbarians generally do not deal with humans. Even the mixed-blood barbarian traders are excluded by them.
It is really strange to hear a high-level barbarian who can speak the Chinese language in this place.
Before Yang Ji had time to think about it, more situations appeared.
"Tsk!"
It was like the sound of a bow string being tightened, and it was particularly loud. The next moment, everyone saw that the body of the high-level barbarian who had a very high status and was proficient in human language suddenly lit up with streaks of crimson red, like flames.
Not only does it look like, but in fact, his body is indeed lit up with steaming, crimson flames!
"boom!"
This high-level barbarian had bulging veins on his forehead and a red face. He pressed his two big palm-leaf fan-like hands together with force, and with a bang, a violent vortex-shaped air wave formed from his palms, and the rumble spread out like a storm.
.
"ah!!"
A wave of seven or eight big men's cavalry charged towards him. They were more than ten feet away, but before they got close, their chests pounded as if they were hit hard, and they screamed and were thrown away, including the men and their horses. Even the big trees rattled.
Broken!
Seven elite Han cavalrymen were seriously injured in an instant, their combat power was completely lost, and their life or death was uncertain.
"Wuru will punish you!"
This high-level barbarian's eyes were scarlet, and his body stumbled. He suddenly jumped up like a cannonball and fell into the middle of the battle between three thousand Han soldiers.
"boom!"
Mud was splashing everywhere, and blood and flames were rising. When the high-level barbarian jumped into the formation of three thousand soldiers, he was only ten feet high. But when he stood up from the ground, he reached fourteen or five feet.
Tall, the muscles all over his body are knotted and violent, like thick, squirming pythons.
His skin is no longer its original color, but instead resembles red volcanic rocks, reflecting the colorful colors on his face, like a fire demon coming out of hell.
"Boom!"
This high-level barbarian strongman just waved his arm, and with a boom, with him as the center, the twenty or thirty Han Dynasty cavalry around him were suddenly thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and they were all smashed hard.
It fell to the ground and suffered heavy casualties.
"Stop him!"
The expressions of everyone around them changed greatly. The casualties were second to none. The most powerful thing about the Han Dynasty's cavalry was not the equipment or the number of people, but the formation.
Once you form a formation and fight systematically, even if you have fewer people than the opponent, you can often win with less, and you can also give the opponent the illusion that you are outnumbered.
This high-level barbarian warrior has a very vicious vision. He jumped into the center of the battle formation. Once the formation is destroyed, the power of the three thousand cavalry cannot be exerted. At that time, the battle will be based entirely on individual strength. The Han Dynasty will
There will be heavy casualties.
Even if they win, it will be a tragic victory, and the situation with minimal casualties will never happen again.
"Buzz!"
With a flash of light, the first person to take action was not anyone else. It was Zhang Qi, Li Yi, and Zhou Dang, the three generals of Cangxu City who had just been promoted by Yang Ji.
The bodies of the three men were covered in flaming waves, and the rolling torrent of blood was venting in the void like snakes, and flowed away like the roar of steel.
"boom!"
The three iron fists hit the red-as-fire high-level barbarian warrior from three directions almost at the same time. However, the impact of the iron fists made a sound like gold and iron. (To be continued.)
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