In the wilderness outside Qingxia Gorge, only these two words kept echoing.
It spread to the green mountains, to the rice fields, and to the ears of everyone in the Xiling Temple Allied Forces.
There was silence in the coalition formation.
Bai Haixin raised his eyebrows and looked at the people at the mouth of the gorge in the distance. The emotion in his eyes became colder and colder, and he said, "If you want to fight, let's fight. Let the cavalry prepare to charge."
The academy has a great reputation, but there is no pressure on this veteran general of the Yan Kingdom who has been on the battlefield for a long time, because countless wars in human history have already proved that in the face of the charge of heavy cavalry and the rain of arrows, no matter how powerful the practitioner is, there is only death.
One thing, even great cultivators who have advanced to the realm of knowing destiny have no power before the army. Unless they can advance to the realm of distancelessness, they can ignore the rain of arrows.
Everyone knows that the Second Senior Brother of the Academy is very powerful, but there is never a definite judgment on how powerful it is. Including the battle at Lanke Temple in the autumn of the year before last, Dao Sect Walking Ye Su and Buddha Sect Walking Qinian successively took action, but it seemed that they did not force him out.
His limit, but everyone knows that he is far from passing the fifth realm, so he is not invincible. It would be very absurd and ridiculous to want to single-handedly stop the vast army from marching north.
The horses' neighing became louder and louder, and the sound of hoofbeats began to sound.
Four hundred Xiling Temple heavy cavalry charged towards Qingxia.
These powerful cavalry and their mounts were all wearing strong armor, which was very heavy. When the horses' hooves hit the ground, they would create a deep pit. Countless pieces of soil were trampled to pieces and then kicked up, creating a huge cloud of smoke.
The entire wilderness ground began to shake.
The friction and collision sounds of the temple's heavy cavalry armor combined into one place turned into a tsunami, which looked very terrifying.
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Heavy cavalry, fully armored, is the most powerful means of dealing with practitioners on the battlefield.
The armor on these Xiling Guardian Cavalry all have talisman lines carved by the Talisman Master. It is difficult for the practitioner's flying sword or other natal objects to break through the armor, so it is even more difficult to harm the knight's body.
And the heavy cavalry charging with terrifying power and speed, once they come into contact with the relatively weak body of the practitioner, can crush the practitioner's bones to pieces and kill him in an instant.
In the past battles, all parties have used this method to deal with practitioners, and they have never failed. Even if the people standing at the entrance of Qingxia are academy disciples, the temple coalition is still confident.
Because no matter how you look at it, those academy disciples have no way to resolve such a simple, crude and direct charge. And no matter how powerful Jun Mo is, he is still only a human being.
In the chariot, Ye Hongyu looked at the Qingxia Gorge in the distance. There was no extra emotion on his face. He was extremely calm, except for some very obscure thoughts and confusion in the deepest part of his eyes.
She had different ideas from the others in the temple alliance. She knew that the academy disciples would not lose so easily, and she did not hold out any hope for the charge of hundreds of cavalry.
But she couldn't figure out what other way Jun Mo could use besides using his shocking swordsmanship to block the hundreds of heavy cavalry. Once he really started to do that, she could be sure that he would be defeated today.
Even if Jun Mo is more powerful than imagined and can kill hundreds of heavy cavalry in the wilderness with just one iron sword, he will still be exhausted, even if he still has some strength left. You must know that there are at least twenty Xiling Temple troops in the wilderness at this time.
Tens of thousands of people...
If you want to block the mighty army outside the Qingxia Gorge with your own strength, this is really beyond the reach of human power. Even Mr. Ke may not have had this ability back then, let alone him?
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The heavy cavalry of Xiling Temple crossed the field and approached Qingxia Gorge. At this time, the knights began to really speed up. The sound of their hooves fell like a shower, the sound was like thunder, and the smoke and dust gradually started to rise into the sky.
An extremely tense and chilling atmosphere arose in the wilderness along with the sound of hoofbeats and smoke.
What is somewhat unexpected is that the academy disciples standing at the exit of Qingxia did not even look at the hundreds of terrifying temple heavy cavalry. They even seemed not to see them at all.
The sixth brother was digging the ground to build a stove, and the fourth brother was hammering nails into the ground, not sure whether he was preparing to close the tent or doing something else. Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo sat opposite each other, pressing their fingers on the strings of the flute, as if they were tuning the strings.
sound.
Only the seventh senior sister's attention was in front of the formation. She wanted to embroider to calm her mood. Her eyes could not focus on the embroidery frame, but fell on the back of the second senior brother in front of her.
The sunlight falls on the second senior brother's body, is reflected by the surface of the armor, and shines all around the body, making it clear and magnificent.
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Four hundred horses doesn't sound like much, but in fact if it appears in front of you, it will be a dense black area, which will bring a great sense of oppression and impact to the vision.
Especially heavy cavalry.
When cavalry charges, the width of the area where the two armies meet is not determined by the side that initiates the charge. At this time, the academy disciples are at the exit of Qingxia, so even if thousands of cavalry charge at the same time, the cross-section of the charge can only be so large, at most only
It can accommodate more than ten heavy cavalry.
The tactical quality of the Temple's heavy cavalry was very good. As the charge officially began, without the need for command, the formation of the four hundred heavy cavalry naturally changed, gradually turning into a sharp charge formation.
When there were still more than two hundred feet away from the exit of Qingxia, the formation of the temple's heavy cavalry unexpectedly changed again. The two hundred cavalry in front separated from the two hundred cavalry in the back, and then the two hundred cavalry in front moved on the highway.
They completed a perfect change of direction, detoured eastwards for a distance, then turned back and continued charging towards Qingxia, while the two hundred riders who were originally behind kept sprinting straight to the front.
This charge tactic can most effectively maintain the pressure of heavy cavalry, and can avoid a relatively small battlefield, which will affect and interfere with its own impact.
The charge formation of the four hundred temple heavy cavalry suddenly changed, but the momentum did not fade at all, but became more powerful.
The horses' hooves flew, and their sound was like thunder and startling.
There was a huge smoke and dust, and the academy disciples at Qingxiakou had already seen the gorgeous details of the armor on these cavalry.
Seeing the approaching charge of hundreds of cavalry, the second senior brother's expression remained calm and his hand holding the iron sword remained stable.
The Seventh Senior Sister was holding an embroidery needle, her face turned a little pale, and she became nervous.
"Zheng!"
Bei Gong Weiyang's eyebrows slightly raised, her wrists were as light as cloud sleeves, and her fingers left the strings.
He didn't look at the battlefield, or at the black cavalry that could flood the gorge in just a moment, or at the two handsome brothers. He looked at Qin intently and seriously.
His fingers left the strings, and the strings began to vibrate. Then there was a clang.
He raised his left hand, which had been resting quietly on his knee, and lowered it carefully and calmly. The edges of his index finger and thumb lightly touched the strings that were still vibrating, and he began to twist them gracefully.
Since he started learning the piano, he has repeated this action all the time over the years. He has done it countless times, so it is very casual and chic. He has a certain demeanor.
This seemingly simple action actually contains infinitely rich details. No one except Ximen Buhuo, who was wiping the flute, could clearly see the meaning behind his twist.
The trembling of the strings suddenly intensified, but the amplitude of the vibration was tightly controlled within a very small range by the fingers gently twisting on the strings. As a result, the sound coming from the strings became higher and higher and sharper.
Zheng!
The small gravel on the ground kept shaking and making a rustling sound.
The sound of the piano spread out more than ten feet away and then fell into silence.
The pebbles on the ground were calm and silent.
So a circle was formed, with Qin as the center and a circle of more than ten feet in diameter.
Ximen Buhuo's hearing was the most acute. His face instantly turned pale and he covered his ears in pain.
Wang Chi frowned somewhat uncomfortably.
Seventh Senior Sister's fingers holding the embroidery needle trembled.
The back of the second senior brother remained motionless.
The sound of the piano in this area is high and sharp, which is painful to hear.
When the sound of the piano leaves this area, it becomes silent, which makes people feel confused.
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No sound does not mean there is no real sound.
Just because you can't hear it doesn't mean there is no sound.
There are many sounds in nature that humans cannot hear, but other beings can hear.
Such as horses.
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The heavy cavalryman charging at the front suddenly disappeared from people's sight.
There was a dull crashing sound and a slight puff of smoke.
——The mount under the heavy cavalry suddenly lost strength in its forelimbs for unknown reasons. During a high-speed charge, this situation was tantamount to suicide.
Immediately afterwards, another heavy cavalry disappeared, and the war horse beneath him fell heavily to the ground, and then more temple heavy cavalry fell to the ground.
The overwhelming charge turned into an extremely tragic collision as the scenes unfolded. Dozens of war horses charging at the front fell to the ground with broken limbs and broken bones, and blood splattered everywhere!
Within a short time, the wilderness that was still more than a hundred feet away from the Qing Gorge was piled up into a hill made of flesh and armor by charging heavy cavalry. You can imagine how terrifying the situation was.
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In the divine chariot in the south, the great priest Tianyu opened his eyes and looked towards the Qingxia Gorge.
His wise and vicissitudes of life revealed an expression of vigilance and emotion.
"The sound is so loud...why should the strings move?"
The lips of the great priest Tianyu moved slightly, and these words were only spoken, but no sound came out.
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Loud sound and strange sound.
The sound of the zither played by Weiyang Beigong was a loud sound, so the horses were frightened when they heard it.
The instructional voice of the great priest Tianyu was also a loud sound, so it was transmitted to Qingxia.
The silent sound of the piano, when met with the silent sound of the edict, becomes truly silent.
Those heavy cavalrymen who were still charging suddenly felt their hearts widening. They clamped their horses' bellies tightly and urged their mounts to bypass their comrades who suffered heavy casualties in front of them, and launch a final charge towards the canyon.
Bei Gong Weiyang's fingers that were twisting the strings were shaken open, and there was a very thin line of blood on the edge of her nails.
He looked at his junior brother Ximen Buhuo.
Ximen Buhuo raised his flute and blew it lightly. The wind passed through the flute and there was no sound when it came out.
Beigong Weiyang smiled happily and placed her fingers on the strings again.
Outside Qingxia Gorge.
The sound of horse hooves.
The sound of horses neighing.
The cry of killing.
The sound of falling to the ground.
Miserable screams.
The two brothers were intoxicated, playing the flute and piano, but there was no sound.
There is no sound at this time, but victory has a sound.
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