The swordsman Gui Cao is waving his two swords, just like the evil ghost from the underworld, constantly harvesting the heads of Jin soldiers!
These hob cutters under him were all trained by him.
Wu Zhi has extremely strict training requirements for them! If you want to become an excellent hob hand, you must use two knives and keep slashing at a thick wooden pile.
Within ten numbers, the wooden stake must be cut in half!
This is just the basics, and will be continuously upgraded later. The purpose is to keep harvesting the opponent's head with both hands when the two armies confront each other!
Because no matter how thick the opponent's armor is, the connection between the peep and the neck is the weakest!
Wu Zhi has only one request for them, behead them with a knife!
At this moment, Cao Zheng's hob hand did not stand on the city wall. Instead, he got on the cloud chariot and beheaded the Jin soldiers who were coming up from below!
fierce!
allow!
ruthless!
This is everyone’s first impression of the hob cutter!
At the rear, any Jin soldiers who wanted to sneak attack with bows and arrows would have been called out by the archers on the city wall long before they drew their bows!
At this moment, the usually brave soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin were actually afraid!
These Song soldiers on the city wall, whether it was their fighting will, the speed and accuracy of the weapons in their hands, far exceeded the knowledge of the Jin soldiers in all aspects.
This group of people seems to be like lifeless machines!
Every swing of the sword, every slash, every shot.
One after another, the lives of Jin soldiers were harvested and taken away like weeds!
Although the city wall is short, the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom are also taller and more powerful than those of the Song Dynasty.
But despite their advantages in every aspect, they just couldn't climb the city wall of this small county town!
In the distance, Wan Yan was riding on horseback, looking at all this with a cold face.
Although they had already prepared in their hearts that this would be a tough battle, they did not expect that the combat effectiveness of Wu Song's Tiger Legion greatly exceeded his expectations.
Wanyan Ciliang could even conclude that what they were attacking was not a small county town.
But if Tokyo City, with its towering city walls, is guarded by 30,000 Tiger Legions, it would be difficult to attack it even with ten times their strength!
When he thought of this, Wanyan Ciliang wanted to kill Wu Zhi, and the Wu Song brothers became even more eager.
Seeing his own soldiers dying under the city wall one after another, Wanyan Ciliang grabbed the man next to him and shouted loudly at him.
"Isn't there any movement at the handsome tent?"
"The fighting here is so fierce, why hasn't Wu Zhi shown up yet?"
The general said with a grimace: "Commander, even the young ones don't know!"
"However, our people are all ready. As soon as that Wu Zhi appears, we will follow your advance instructions to lure the enemy deep, and then bring Da Wu Zhi and..."
Before the general could say anything else, there was suddenly a commotion behind them.
Immediately, someone came to report: "Commander, a small group of cavalry has appeared behind us."
"Obviously he discovered our coach's position and wanted to make a sneak attack!"
Hearing this, Wanyan Ciliang couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"It's a small trick! This Wu Song actually wants to raid the commander's camp with a few hundred cavalry. It's so arrogant!"
"Where is Blacktooth Toller?"
Wanyan Ciliang gave an order, and immediately a bald man shouted.
"Mo will be here!"
"I order you to lead two thousand armored cavalry to intercept them, and kill these Song cavalrymen who don't know the heights of the sky, leaving no one behind!"
Black-toothed Toller responded immediately: "The last general takes orders!"
Seeing the black-toothed Toller leaving, Wanyan's lips lit up with a confident smile that showed a strategist and a winner thousands of miles away.
This black-toothed Toller is a very outstanding general under his command.