But with such a simple two words, 1,300 black knights held crossbows in one hand and rushed forward in a charging formation.
Although everyone is riding on a war horse to charge, their formation is as neat as a sword, and it is incredibly neat. Even the positions of the horses' heads seem to be measured, and there is no mess at all.
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Thousands of people mobilized their war horses together, and the sound of horse hooves mixed with the thunderous shouts of killing, sounded like a prelude to a magnificent ensemble.
Everyone silently mobilized their mounts, like a volley of thousands of arrows, charging towards the oncoming seven thousand elite cavalry led by Yang Su.
"All troops, mount and shoot!" Yuchi Gong gave the order, and more than a thousand soldiers released their crossbows at the same time.
Countless warriors were struck by an arrow across their entire bodies and fell straight off their horses. Some horses were hit by a crossbow and fell to their knees helplessly, knocking the owner off the horse and then being trampled by the following cavalry rushing behind them.
Into blood mud.
The corpses of countless people and horses piled up like hills on the ground formed countless flesh and blood barriers, which also invisibly affected the charging speed of the rear team.
Yuchi Gong hung the powerful crossbow on his waist, raised his snake spear and spear, and shouted in a loud voice: "All the troops, hold your guns!"
A clear and melodious sound of twitching spears sounded throughout the place, and thousands of sharp spears emitted a cold light.
"Kill!" The overwhelming shouts of killing suddenly sounded like thunder among the more than a thousand black cavalry who were galloping.
The leader, Yu Chigong, took the lead, slashing and stabbing the enemy's cavalry with a cold light-emitting Zhangba snake spear in his hand, knocking off his horse a rapidly approaching enemy cavalryman.
Zhao Yun, Xiong Kuohai, Yang Zaixing, Xu Chu, Feng Qianlang, Qin Qiong and others also crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. In just one encounter, they each knocked down several enemy riders.
"How brave!"
Nangong Qixing shouted fiercely, rushed to the nearest Xu Chu, raised his hand and swung down a stick.
"Ding, the Nangong Seven-Star Martial God skill is activated, the basic force is 108, the Martial God skill is 4, the Four Spirit Stick is 1, and the Five Elements Horse is 1. The current force has increased to 114."
Although the opponent suddenly showed up with several heaven-level masters, he was a little surprised. Even a god-level master cannot underestimate the heaven-level masters. After all, too many ants will kill an elephant. Not to mention that the heaven-level masters are definitely not ants.
If the number increases, even god-level masters will kneel down!
But obviously, now this is not enough to make Nangong Qixing afraid at all, but instead makes Nangong Qixing's fighting spirit surge more and more.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Xu Chu roared and raised his sword, the blood on his body spurted out, and his whole body seemed to be boiling.
Xu Zhongkang is also a fool, so he has nothing to be afraid of. Even if he knows that the other person is stronger than him, he will not dare to fight with him.
A person with a firm heart in martial arts may not be afraid of fighting even if he knows that the opponent is stronger than him. After all, if he retreats when he encounters someone stronger than himself, how can this warrior become stronger!
Especially those warriors on the battlefield who constantly break through their own limits under the pressure of life and death. If they retreat when they encounter strong people, how can they make progress?
Like Lu Shenmo, how many fierce battles have he gone through to get to where he is today! After all, he was not born 109. How could he not have encountered strong enemies when he was weak!
"Ding, Xu Chu's King Wu skills are activated, basic force is 103, King Wu skills are 3, Baidu Steel Machete is 1, and the current force has increased to 107."
"Danglang" came out!
Xu Chu felt his whole body sinking, and a faint sense of pain was felt in the tiger's mouth. Even without looking, Xu Chu knew that his tiger's mouth might have been cracked by the shock.
Since his debut, this is the first opponent he has encountered who can injure him in just one fight!
"Ding, the Nangong Seven-Star Martial God skill is activated. For the owner of the King of Martial Arts skill, it can cause an additional 1 point of force suppression. Xu Chu's force is reduced by -1. The current Xu Chu's force is reduced to 106."
"Good boy, eat another stick!" Nangong Qixing was even more eager to fight. Even if he was a heaven-level warrior, he could not take this stick casually.
The fact that the person in front of him can take his blow is enough to show that this person is considered a good player even if he is placed in the heaven level.
"Ha! Get up!" Xu Zhongkang took a deep breath and suddenly faced him with the big knife in his hand.
Like Nangong Qixing, Xu Chu is also a general whose strength is better than his skills. However, as a powerful general, the feeling of being completely suppressed in terms of strength is not pleasant.
"Boom!" After receiving such a heavy blow in succession, Xu Zu's whole body roared with joy, but he refused to admit defeat and swallowed the bloody mouth again, and his whole body was beaten.
The man and his horse had to take several steps backward.
He tried hard to lift his arms, but his paralyzed arms were weak for a while. But even so, Xu Chu still held the big knife in his hands tightly and refused to let go.
As a general, the weapons in your hands are no different from your life. On the battlefield, if you lose your weapons, you will most likely lose your life.
"Brother Xu, don't panic, I'm here, Lao Xiong!" came a rough voice, and a long stick also swept towards Nangong Qixing when he swept towards Xu Chu.
"Ding, Xiong Kuo Hai Martial King's skills are activated, basic force is 104, Martial King skills are 3, cooked copper stick, purple moon double ax 1, wind chasing horse 1, current force has increased to 109."
"Boom!" The two sticks intersected. On top of the war horse, Xiongkuohai was knocked backwards by the stick, but it stabilized again in a moment.
"Brother Xu Chu, take a rest for a while. I and the Zaixing Brotherhood will deal with this madman!" Xiong Kuohai held his stick in one hand and said to Xu Chu while guarding against Nangong Qixing.
Xu Chu's arms seemed to have been severely shaken. Without the time to breathe, the arms would probably not be able to return to their normal state.
Just now, Yang Zaixing had already rushed over. Moreover, Xiong Kuohai knew that he also had a god-level general on his side, and he would probably arrive after a while.
After hearing Xiong Kuohai's words, Xu Chu did not express any objection. His arms were now sore and weak, and he could only barely hold the sword in his hand. There was no point in forcing him to join the battle.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to rest for a while. It only takes a moment for his arms to almost recover. Only by then can he get involved and truly help Xiongkuohai and the others.