The third row, the fourth row, the fifth row... all the heavy horses behind them reined in fear, and the thunderous sound of horse hooves stopped.
Several shouts and curses came from the Damang formation in the distance behind.
All these brave heavy riders who did not dare to move forward gritted their teeth and began to slowly press towards the Qingluan black-robed lecturer who sent chills all over their bodies.
The heavy riders in the front row all jumped off their horses, hiding their figures behind the thick horses, or even hiding under the horses' bellies as they advanced.
"idiot!"
Qingluan's black-robed lecturer cursed again with disdain, and the flying sword that had returned to him once again turned into a shadow that was invisible to the naked eye, flying towards the densely packed heavy cavalry in front.
Waves of howls and exclamations sounded continuously.
Hiding your body behind a horse or under its belly is useless.
The flying sword walked close to the ground, and what was cut off this time was not the horse's foot, but the foot of a soldier named Da Mang.
Every sergeant on the front line had one of his legs amputated.
Ordinary infantry soldiers can barely move forward without a foot, but a sergeant wearing heavy armor cannot maintain his balance after missing a foot, and it is impossible to stand up again after falling.
In this kind of war, there is no difference between making the opponent lose his fighting power and killing the opponent directly.
And all experienced generals know very well that letting the opponent's soldiers howl incessantly will have a greater impact on the opponent's morale.
The horses at the forefront lost control and began to run wildly.
Da Mang's heavy cavalry advancing from the rear also began to be confused. Many Da Mang sergeants were frightened by the flying sword specially designed to break off their feet, and were also afraid that the horses they controlled would trample their injured companions who had fallen down.
"Step over there!"
"Rush over, what are you afraid of! He is only one person!"
But several fierce shouts came from the rear formation.
Hearing such an order, these pale-faced Da Mang sergeants trembled with their arms, controlled their horses, and trampled straight over the howling sergeants.
Seeing this scene, Qingluan's black-robed lecturer on the stone moved his lips slightly, wanting to curse an idiot again.
At this moment, there were loud shouts and curses from the opponent's formation, "Fire arrows!"
The sound of a bow string vibrating sounded.
The Qingluan black-robed lecturer on the stone moved his lips, but this time he did not curse the word idiot, but cursed fiercely: "Damn it!"
Then he jumped down from the stone.
More than a dozen Yunqin light-armored sergeants who were watching the show in shock reacted to his scolding and picked up the shields on the ground. Even those who couldn't find shields nearby directly picked up the bodies of the surrounding sergeants and gathered around them.
Beside this Qingluan black-robed lecturer.
The reason why sword masters appear to be particularly terrifying in the eyes of the world is because their flying swords are so fast that ordinary people have no time to react. Their flying swords can go wherever their heart desires. They are as flexible as their thoughts and can move at a hundred paces.
In addition, it kills enemies at a terrifying speed just like chopping vegetables.
However, the Sword Master also has a fatal weakness, that is, when Feijian is not around, his own defense is very weak, and even an arrow may endanger his life.
The arrows fell one after another, all blocked by the shield and the body of Sergeant Da Mang.
This light rain of arrows did not pose much threat to the black-robed lecturer of Qingluan College. The sword light was still flying like a phantom on the ground, cutting off one foot after another, but it only forced the opponent to jump off the stone.
...Just such a scene gave these attacking heavy cavalry a lot of encouragement.
The dark cavalry suffered heavy casualties.
But the soldiers at the forefront were getting closer and closer to the Qingluan black-robed lecturer.
The shouts of the unknown Da Mang general in the rear were correct.
After all, this Qingluan black-robed sword master is just one person.
No matter how fast Feijian kills people, his soul power cannot allow him to cut off the feet of all these Damang cavalry.
Rather than abandoning hundreds of corpses and then retreating, it is better to abandon hundreds more corpses and break through the gap before the Yunqin army has time to mobilize.
Moreover, all Saint Masters are Saint Masters wherever they are. Now that this black-robed lecturer from Qingluan College has arrived at the Falling Star Tomb, the Great Mang Army must face him and sooner or later he will have to pay the price.
…
Qingluan's black-robed lecturer still looked disdainful.
But as his flying sword continued to move rapidly in the air, his face became paler and whiter, and drops of blood began to drip from his fingertips, which were covered in black robes.
The Holy Master is an enemy of a thousand people and can easily kill a thousand armored soldiers.
But the heavy horses in front of him were far more than a thousand.
In front of the Yunqin infantry in the city wall behind him, three or four generals from the Yunqin army have gathered. These generals are ready to issue orders for the infantry to start attacking and replace the holy master of Qingluan Academy.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the streets behind them.
There was only the sound of a horse's hooves, but it was a very fast horse.
A man in a moon-white gown with a peaceful expression, riding a yellow war horse, came toward the breach in the city wall.
Seeing that this man in a moon-white gown with a calm expression was carrying a sword on his back that was the same style as an ordinary frontier army sword. It was upright, without any extra fancy, and the length was the same, but the hilt was a bronze sword. These Yunqin infantry soldiers
The generals suddenly realized who this man was. After taking a respectful look at the man who was speeding towards him, these generals immediately issued an order to order all the infantry to get out of the way to make way for this man.
.
These Yunqin generals knew that not long ago, two Yunqin swords that shocked the world appeared in Xianyi Academy.
One is the Heavenly Sword from Xianyi Academy.
One is Donglin's general sword.
They didn't know at this moment that the Heavenly Man Sword had severely injured Wenren Cangyue in Shaohua Mausoleum, but they knew that this General Sword had arrived at Falling Star Mausoleum.
…
All the Da Mang heavy cavalry and Da Mang sergeants in the rear looked at the man in the moon-white gown who appeared behind the black-robed Qingluan lecturer, and their eyes began to freeze.
When the other party was already a Holy Master blocking the army, and the person who walked out alone, with an expression and attitude no less than that of the black-robed Qingluan Lecturer, could only be a Holy Master.
A quiet sword light flew out from the back of the man in a moon-white gown and rushed into the Da Mang heavy cavalry formation.
A Da Mang sergeant who was drawing his bow and shooting had blood spurting out of his throat and fell backwards.
These heavy horsemen were unable to see clearly the flying sword of the man in the moon-white gown, but the black-robed Qingluan lecturer could see it clearly.
He saw that the hilt of the sword was brass-colored and the blade was an ordinary white iron-colored long flying sword. It struck the armor at the throat of the Da Mang sergeant. He watched as the sword cracked the armor with brute force.
The armor on Sergeant Damang's throat caused him to curl his lips and utter two words with inaudible disdain: "Idiot."
However, the next moment, he saw several pieces of broken armor splashing out from the throat of the Da Mang sergeant, accurately penetrating into the eye sockets of several Da Mang sergeants beside him, and penetrated fiercely.
Inside the brain.
He was stunned for a moment, turned around, looked at the man in a moon-white gown, frowned and said, "Ye Wangqing?"
"yes."
Ye Wangqing smiled slightly and said, "Are you Xu Shengmo?"
This man who likes to stand on high rocks like a solitary vulture and look at others as if they owe him money is naturally Lin Xi's martial arts teacher Xu Shengmo.
Looking at Ye Wangqing who was smiling at this moment, Xu Shengmo suddenly said: "Your general's sword is very unique...it's not bad...it's just that your soul power cultivation is a bit lacking."
Hearing Xu Shengmo's words of insisting on finding faults, Ye Wangqing just smiled again and nodded, "You are right."
Xu Shengmo felt a little bored and turned away angrily.
Da Mang's heavy cavalry is still advancing.
But their movements were a little sluggish and numb.
Because they are completely heartbroken and despairing.
Every time Ye Wangqing's general sword cuts through a person's body, several people around him will often fall down inexplicably.
All these powerful heavy riders have felt that no matter what they do, it is of no use, and they will just fall under the opponent's sword in the end.
At this moment, many people discovered that there was another faint yellow light in the sky.
Another sacred tree flying crane flew over.
Flying from the sky in the direction of Dong Jingling.
As the sacred tree flying crane got closer and closer, many of Da Mang's high-ranking generals began to despair.
On this sacred tree flying crane, a piece of clothing and a black and red flag were picked out.
His clothes are the torn blood-red priest robe of Purgatory Mountain.
The black and red flag is very old and more tattered than the priest's robe. It was the military flag of the Nanmo Kingdom's army in the past.
Most of the Yunqin soldiers don't know the meaning of these two things at this moment, but most of the Da Mang generals know that they are the sacred robes worn by Shen Tunian, the president of the Da Mang army in East Jingling.
The military flag brought by the Da Mang army over there.
Lin Xi, who was on the sacred tree flying crane, was so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to shout.
But more and more people know what's going on.
"The Da Mang Army in Dong Jing Ling was also defeated!"
"We won the Shaohua Mausoleum, and we also won the Dongjin Mausoleum!"
Such shouts were uttered from the mouths of the Yun Qin soldiers in the city, and soon turned into waves of huge cheers.
Many Yunqin soldiers who were still sleeping were awakened by such sounds.
In many places in the city, after these Yunqin soldiers who had forced themselves to fall asleep were awakened, they couldn't help but stand up when they heard the sound coming into their ears. They no longer forced themselves to fall asleep as before, but left.
Go out. Then they heard it more clearly, and then they started cheering desperately.
Cheers began to ring throughout the city.
"It's...Mr. Lin!"
Soon, many Yunqin soldiers saw the color of the red priest's robe on the sacred tree flying crane that landed, and they cheered again.
"Oh shit!"
Xu Shengmo also saw Lin Xi clearly on the flying crane on the sacred tree, then he turned his head away, muttered a curse, and then said to Ye Wangqing beside him: "You hold on first, I will leave first."
After saying this, he turned around and walked away, hiding in the streets.
Ye Wangqing was slightly startled, not knowing what Xu Shengmo meant.
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(Originally, I planned to update three times in a row at the end of the month. However, as you have seen, the actual situation is that I was a little unprepared for the busy schedule before and after the Chinese New Year, and some family matters also made it difficult for me to update even two times recently.
Everyone has also seen that I haven't been very punctual with the last two updates, so I can only postpone it. When I finish the things at hand recently, I will definitely have more time to type. The three owed updates will definitely not be
In the next March and April, I will definitely try to make up for my failure to do so after my boast. In fact, recently, whenever I can sit down, I have spent all my time coding. I even spend almost no time on QQ.
If it weren’t for everyone, they wouldn’t think of me anymore, right?)
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