Sergei led a group of cavalry, leading the charge, like an indestructible arrow, destroying everything along the way, like a broken bamboo.
Under Sergei's sharp long sword, all obstacles became vulnerable to a blow. The sword light passed and turned into ashes...
At this time, Sergei was already covered in blood. He had destroyed at least a dozen pitchers behind the courtyard. Hundreds of refugees had died under his sword. The Crusader cavalry following him were all scarred.
, however, they are still full of fighting spirit.
At this time, every crusader knew very well that as long as they retreated, their entire army would be annihilated. If they wanted to win, the only way out was to fight against the odds.
Now is the time to show your courage!
Sergey was already furious.
He knows that he cannot fall. He is a flag. If he falls, it will trigger a chain reaction.
In fact, Sergey had already smelled the smell of victory. He believed that as long as they persisted, victory would belong to them, because the refugee army they faced was really vulnerable - although they caused huge losses to the Crusaders.
casualties.
The battle situation has reached a stalemate.
Every crusader killed until his eyes were blood-red, forgetting fear. In their eyes, there was only killing and destruction...
Peng!
A sharp long knife cut through the night, and a thigh-thick wooden pillar was split into two pieces. The entire wooden structure collapsed, and a burning torch was thrown in. The house burned with raging fire, and the sky turned red.
Halfway across the courtyard, screams were heard, and Sergei let out an earth-shattering, ferocious laugh.
"Brothers, kill!" Sergei slashed the air with his long sword, making a sound like thunder, the sound was horrifying.
Hundreds of cavalry followed Sergei, tearing through the endless darkness like a sharp arrow.
"Amitabha!" A clear Buddha's name came to mind, and in the air, a monk wearing cassocks and holding Buddhist beads flew in, stopped the imposing Sergei, and stood in the middle of the street, like a rock that was the mainstay.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Sergei yelled loudly and urged the horse on his hip. The horse raised its head to the sky and neighed, charging towards the monk unstoppably.
The monk was not afraid of Sergei's aura that could swallow up mountains and rivers. He held a Buddhist bead and kept pushing it. His whole body actually emitted a dazzling light, and every detail was visible.
A shocking scene appeared. In front of the monk, a huge light shield actually appeared. The light shield stood in the middle of the street, majestic and tall, and it was impossible to look up at it.
"You dare to show your ugliness even though you are a trivial person, go to hell!"
Sergey laughed wildly, and raised the long knife in his hand in the air, making a thunderous noise. Silver snakes danced in the air, and the bright long knife suddenly turned into a huge luminous body and struck down in the air.
Seeing the sharp sword slashing down, the monk's eyes showed a hint of shock, and he hurriedly moved his mouth, causing the light shield to condense more and more.
It's a long story, but in fact, it all happened in a flash of lightning, between the moment the monk appeared and Sergei slashed him with his sword, in just one breath.
The sharp sword struck down!
boom!
The huge light shield was split into countless light and shadow fragments that shot out in all directions. The surrounding houses were hit by the fragments and were immediately destroyed.
"ah……"
The monk's chest seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and he let out a heart-rending scream. He flew backwards in the air and fell heavily on the bluestone floor of the street. Spider-web-like cracks immediately appeared on the bluestone floor.
,shocking.
"Kill!" Sergei let out a burst of earth-shattering laughter, raised his long knife, and ran towards the monk non-stop.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
Seeing the coach killing him with overwhelming force, hundreds of cavalrymen became more and more eager to fight. Amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing, they mobilized their horses and followed Sergei like a torrent of steel...
…
The monk struggled to stand up, but the huge force had already damaged his internal organs. As soon as he moved slightly, he immediately coughed up large balls of blood. He could only watch helplessly as the murderous Sergei rushed over.
"Eat it immediately."
Just when the monk was desperate, a young man with golden armor and long hair slowly walked up to him.
Slowly...
The monk took a red bullet in the air. He didn't understand why it felt "slowly", but it was indeed this feeling. The young man with long hair and golden armor walked up to him very calmly and calmly.
"Thank you, General Zhao." A look of shame appeared on the monk's face. He originally volunteered to resist the enemy, but he never thought that his decades of cultivation would make him a perfect general of the enemy.
In fact, the monk was not the only one who made the mistake. In the world of cultivation in the Great Qin Empire, many cultivators did not take the Crusaders seriously. However, once they came into real contact, they discovered that the Crusaders were far more powerful than they could.
Imagine, moreover, the Crusade generals are all masters, no less inferior to the warriors of the Qin Empire...
Zhao Yuan nodded and stood in front of the monk, with his long hair flying and his majestic body like a mountain.
"Are you Zhao Yuan on the list of evildoers?!" Sergei reined in his horse, pointed the long knife in his hand at Zhao Yuan, and asked loudly.
"Exactly." Zhao Yuan stared at Sergei with his deep eyes. He could feel the tyrannical power contained in Sergei's body. That power was on par with the four great gods of the Qin Empire.
"Okay, look at the knife!"
Sergey laughed loudly, with great pride. He exerted force on his legs, and the war horse under his crotch immediately rushed toward Zhao Yuan with lightning speed. The long knife in his hand swept up an afterimage of dozens of feet in the air, forming a bright curtain of light. The momentum was overwhelming.
Heart-warming.
Facing the sharp sword, Zhao Yuan still stood tall as a mountain, and his deep gaze suddenly became as sharp as a blade.
This is a formidable opponent.
If you want to undermine the opponent's morale, it's best to hit him with one blow and kill him on the spot.
In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't know that Sergey was the coach. He just realized that the person in front of him had a high status. After all, he was a master who could fight against the four great gods of the Qin Empire.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yuan made a decision.
Kill one to serve as a warning to others!
Seeing the sharp sword getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuan, who was motionless, suddenly moved, without any warning. Zhao Yuan moved his right hand, a right hand that made a fist. His right hand disappeared and suddenly appeared in the firelight.
Boom!
A heart-stopping muffled sound.
Zhao Yuan's fist hit the sharp sword head-on.
Time and space seemed to have frozen at this moment. Not only Sergey and a group of cavalry had incredible expressions on their faces, but also the monk who had swallowed the pill and managed to stand up, also had a look of horror on his face.
Use flesh and blood to fight against the long sword, unless you have an indestructible body.
In fact, facing a strong man like Sergei, the indestructible body in martial arts has no effect. You must know that the monk's light shield is also very powerful in the world of cultivation, and it cannot withstand the thanks.
Ergai's bravery can be seen with one strike.
People can almost imagine the bloody scene of Zhao Yuan's body being split into two pieces.
