In the cold wind, Zhao Bing's arrow crossed the distance of space and turned into a meteor to attack the wolf guards. Amidst the whistling sound, the eagle feathers on the heads of the wolf guards broke in response.
At this moment, the guard of the great wolf clan also showed his strength. Facing the arrow that shot off the eagle feather just moments ago, he was able to launch a counterattack without changing his expression. He was on the verge of life and death.
The person is not like him.
Faced with the arrow that had just killed his comrade, Zhao Bing waved the bow in his hand, and with an unimaginable reaction speed, he deflected the arrow away the moment it hit him.
Then he shot another arrow at the enemy. This time, he wanted the enemy's life.
Faced with this arrow, Yu Qianqian, the great Dan of the wolf tribe, quickly urged his war horse, hoping to avoid the arrow by moving. His goal was achieved. With the rapid movement of his war horse, he did avoid the arrow.
But he also failed because he only avoided the first arrow, followed by the second arrow, the third arrow, the fourth arrow, and finally the fifth arrow that arrived almost at the same time.
The speed of the war horse and his agility could only support him to avoid the third arrow. The fourth arrow hit his left shoulder, and the fifth arrow was inserted into his forehead.
Under the sight of hundreds of thousands of people, the war horse is still galloping, unaware that its master has been shot and killed by the enemy. It may be running towards freedom, but its master has already entered hell.
At this time, a third person had already rushed out from the bodyguards of the wolf tribe's chief Dan Yu. However, he had just rushed to the front of the formation, and was met with deadly arrows.
"This is your punishment for hurting people with hidden arrows." Zhao Bing shook the bow and arrow in his hand and said loudly to the wolf army in front of him.
"Arrogant, I really thought our wolf clan couldn't do it without warriors." The great shanyu of the wolf clan, who was not far from the front of the formation, also heard these words and wanted to use the method of fighting in front of the formation to destroy Zhao Jun's back.
How could he allow his warriors to be defeated at the hands of the enemy when he was fighting for the city?
As he spoke, the Great Chanyu of the wolf tribe cast his gaze on a personal guard beside him.
"This man is born with a strange appearance. At first glance, he seems to be a man of extraordinary strength." Master Cang looked at the fourth man sent by the wolf tribe and said in wonder.
The fourth person who walked out actually walked to the front of the formation. He was nearly one foot tall, with a wild and wild figure and was wearing heavy armor. Such a presence made Master Cang think of the elite Wei warriors of the Wei State.
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"There are nearly a million people in the wolf tribe. It is normal for a few people to have natural phenomena. They use heavy armor to shoot at gods. The people of the wolf tribe are not so brainless." Yang Ming said.
"How many moves do you need to face such an opponent?" Master Cang asked.
"Within three moves." Yang Ming said confidently.
"That's not right." Master Cang's eyes suddenly focused on the war.
The personal guard of the wolf tribe's chief Shanyu on the battle formation actually ran towards Zhao Bing. If it was just like this, it would certainly not be enough to attract Master Cang's attention. However, the wolf tribe's man actually threw a chain link on his body.
The heavy hammer of the chain.
Under the inertia derived from the huge force, the heavy hammer was almost like a meteorite passing through the air, and it hit the forehead of Zhao Bing's mount directly.
His speed was so fast that it was difficult to connect it with his size. With a cry of war horse, the war horse jumped to the ground. Zhao Bing barely jumped off the war horse at the moment of death of the war horse, but was still caught by the war horse.
One leg was pressed down.
He didn't even have time to break free from the horse's corpse before his neck was pinched by the enemy's big hands, which was the shadow of death.
Zhao Bing, who was being strangled by the neck, was lifted up by the man. It was useless to let him struggle in every possible way. The opponent was stronger than him, stronger than him, and faster than him. When he was approached by that person,
In an instant, he had already lost.
"This kind of technique is not like that of the wolf tribe." Master Cang said in a serious voice.
The blow just now gave him a very familiar feeling. It seemed like the martial arts of the Mohist family, but was it really the martial arts of the Mohist family?
Impossible, there are so many martial arts in the world, maybe the techniques are just similar.
Master Cang quickly denied the speculation in his heart, but what if it was really true? Thinking of this, Master Cang had a shuddering feeling. Is there really a problem within the Mo family?
"Yang Ming, you will fight in the next round." Suddenly Li Mu pointed out Yang Ming.
"No." Yang Ming responded.
Yang Ming gently clamped the horse's belly, and the humane war horse that once belonged to Touman and had been trained long ago rushed out of the gap in the battle formation and came to the front of the battle formation.
When the wolf clan guards saw that Yang Ming was fighting again, they casually threw away the people in their hands and looked at Yang Ming in a prepared manner.
He didn't know Yang Ming, but he recognized Yang Ming's mount, Prince Touman's mount. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
In his sight, the enemy was getting faster and faster, rushing straight towards him. The halberd glowed with a faint cold light in the sun. At that moment, he felt an aura of death.
"Impossible, even if it is death, I can crush it with the hammer in my hand." The wolf clan guard rotated the iron chain, and the heavy hammer was danced like a windmill.
His trick is not new, but it is the most powerful one. The perfect combination of strength and inertia can be turned into a huge force to destroy all enemies standing in front of him.
With a buzzing sound, the hammer was thrown out and headed towards Yang Ming. The speed was faster than an arrow shot from a hard bow.
Facing the hammer that had just been used to kill the war horse, Yang Ming swung the halberd in his hand and stabbed it straight. The length of the Canglong Wentian halberd, which was more than ten feet long, was fully displayed at this moment. The blade of the halberd came first and came first. The point is in the link.
On top of the iron chain of the hammer, Yang Ming shook the halberd pole in his hand, and used the soft force of his cloud-dispelling palm to throw the hammer towards its owner at an even faster speed.
The speed of the mount under the crotch does not slow down, and it rushes straight towards the enemy.
All this only happened in the blink of an eye, but it was extremely long for the wolf clan guard. He saw with his own eyes that his war hammer, which had killed countless enemies, was attacking him, but his body was too late.
Unable to react, at this moment, he experienced the feeling of the enemies who had been killed by this move.
"No, I can stop it." The wolf clan guard shouted, raising his arms to protect himself.
Following a violent collision, the wolf clan guards retreated continuously. The arm armor made of fine iron had completely deformed at this time, and there was a faint sound of bone cracking.
But I still survived. At this moment, the wolf clan guards wanted to laugh.
But before his smile could spread, a ray of light penetrated through the gap between his protective arms in front of him.
"How could it be so fast?" A heartbreaking feeling came through him, and he experienced a feeling of flying.
In his vision blurred by pain, the earth was moving away from him.
He turned his eyes with difficulty and saw a dark halberd shaft and its owner.
At this moment, he understood what happened. He was picked up by the enemy with the halberd in his hand, and the support was his chest.
"Victory." The frontier troops formed behind Yang Ming, and shouts rose to the sky.
"This boy is really self-taught." Master Cang looked at Yang Ming's back and the wolf clan guards whom he picked and killed in mid-air, and said with envy.
"You can mobilize the military power not with words, but with actions. Did you just do it accidentally, or did you do it deliberately? Or is it just that the time has come?" Li Mu also said to himself.
A general is the courage of a soldier, and how a general gathers his troops is crucial to war.
Military momentum is a belief. Before the battle, the two armies need to plan strategies for the generals. However, when the two armies are in close combat, every soldier is fighting between life and death. In this way, military momentum becomes a sufficient
important factors affecting the success or failure of war.
There is great terror between life and death. If soldiers do not have the belief to fight, how can they defeat themselves and the enemy?
The mobilization before the war, the rewards and punishments after the war, and the general's planning, such as risking death and surviving, being trapped in the dead and surviving, are all for the sake of military strength when the decisive battle comes.
Whether Yang Ming did it intentionally or unintentionally, at this moment, he achieved many things that the general needed to make various plans to gather military strength.