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Chapter 597 Fireworks are easy to be cold ([-])

Obviously, Hu Biao didn't know that Mu Ping and other rookies had so much drama in their hearts; even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care much.

Because he knew from his combat experience that at least he had to carry the Mongolian heavy cavalry continuously, at least three or four times after charging.

At that time, the predecessors and the horses who fell in the battle formation were enough to create an obstacle that made the horses unable to continue to charge quickly.

In order to achieve this, he did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Fortunately, when the second group, also Liuqi, came to kill them, those hoof pits that had been hastily dug before finally played a role.

One of the front hooves of one of the war horses stepped into the hoof pit by coincidence.

Such a small pit, not even the size of a chicken coop, has played an amazing role.

Under the heavy load and the huge momentum generated by the full charge, the horse's leg that instantly let the horse sink into it, in fact, the rather fragile calf bone was broken.

Then, the war horse lost its balance and fell forward.

The Mongolian knight above was also thrown out directly, and with a 'click', it coincidentally landed on the ground two or three steps to the left of Mu Ping.

It's just that Mu Ping took a quick look, and found that there was no need to make up another guy, because the guy's neck had twisted into a strange shape, and he was dead in the morning.

It's a pity that the remaining five Mongolian heavy cavalry were not affected in the slightest.

After they rushed forward for a few steps, they suddenly lifted the reins, then manipulated the horses to jump high, and continued to ram towards this side.

Immediately, there was another sound of 'puchi, puchi~', like the sound of a water bag being pierced.

When these war horses were in the air, their chests and abdomen were deeply pierced by several horse lances and spears; before they landed, these war horses had only one breath left.

However, after they fell, the momentum of their direct collision did not decrease much because of this.

There was a loud impact sound, accompanied by clear muffled groans from the hard-working sword and shield players of the team.

There was also their body shaking violently during the impact, and the two streams of blood flowing from their nostrils.

But to say that in the hands of all the swords and shields, the worst one among them is Fengche, the gold medal swordsman of the middle school club in this modern plane.

Even behind him, the wild ghost supported his back with his shoulders; but when a particularly strong horse collided, both of them were knocked to the ground.

The wild ghost was better, but after taking five or six steps back, he hit the ground with his buttocks, because the tailbone hit something, and he couldn't get up for a short time due to the severe pain.

After more than ten seconds, he finally regained his strength.

The windmill was unlucky, the one who was directly crushed by the fallen horse and had both legs crushed.

In the first moment, he used his free left hand to support the impact and sat up; by the way, he used the Tang Hengdao firmly grasped with his right hand, chopped it to pieces and was also crushed under the horse. Pie face.

After doing all this, he threw away the Tang Hengdao in his right hand, and supported the ground with both hands, intending to pull his legs out.

The most important thing is to get up quickly and continue to go up.

Because although in a very short period of time, the second batch of five cavalry were all killed again, but the battle was suddenly chaotic, and it was not as strict as the first one.

no way!The cavalry's momentum following the horse, the impact of the rushing over is too strong.

Even with the strength of a group of veterans, it is impossible to stay still.

And the third batch of Mongolian cavalry is now charging forward with whipped horses. If they don't quickly adjust the battle formation, wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain?

It has to be said that after going through two missions, the windmill has quite good battlefield awareness.

It's just that he underestimated his injury. After supporting the ground with his hands, the pressed legs only exerted force, and a fishy, ​​sweet, rusty liquid rushed up his throat.

Originally, instinctively, he wanted to push back the liquid.

But in the chest and abdomen, under the overwhelming impulse, after opening his mouth, a large mouthful of dazzling blood was spit out.

Dye the iron armor in front of him a bright red.

Then, all the strength in his body seemed to be spit out together with a mouthful of old blood; he couldn't even maintain a straight sitting posture, and fell straight to the ground.

With every rise and fall of the chest, a big mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth.

Under the impact just now, the injuries he suffered were astonishingly large, and he was already on the verge of dying at this moment.

But even so, what Fengche thinks about is the position he has vacated, and whether anyone can take it.

As for why the horses bumped into each other, why didn't they get out of the way?
joke!If you really want to do this, the battle will be messed up immediately, and the teammates behind will suffer more casualties...

******
Although in the fierce battle, no one cared to save the windmill; but in a hurry, someone still took his vacant seat.

To be more precise, it is Zhan Xiang, a girl who looks like a lump of steel after wearing several layers of heavy armor.

Throwing away the horse spear in his hand, he picked up the two-handed battle ax carried on his back, and pushed it up.

Together with AT, Feng Rui, Huang Yizhi, Dui Zheng, Wu Zu, Fan Zhu and other six people, they once again formed a line of defense made of flesh and blood before the battle.

Just as the war elephant stood still, another six cavalry rushed over.

In fact, there were eight riders rushing over to kill them. The Mongolian side clearly saw the plan of this battle formation and the huge threat it might cause, and planned to kill them at all costs.

As a result, there was a ride, which should have been stepped on a barbed caltrop on the ground.

When Hu Biao and the others were resting in Yicheng, they spent a lot of money and hired a good blacksmith in the city to make iron caltrops.

Because of the willingness to use materials, not only are the spikes sharper and stronger, but they are five centimeters longer than the ones Song Bing is used to.

So after being stepped on, it immediately plunged deeply into the horse's hoof.

well!Many people thought that the horse's hoof was full of horny, and after being nailed with iron horseshoes, it was like wearing a pair of iron shoes; even after being stabbed, the war horse did not suffer much.

It is not!In the position of the hoof crest, there are quite a few pain-sensing nerves.

The part of the horseshoe is actually a war horse, and the pain is one of the obvious places.

After such a painful part was suddenly pierced by a long iron thorn, the horse immediately went mad in severe pain, and the knight on it couldn't control it at all.

He could only watch as the horse that was charging forward ran headlong towards the companion on the left.

Using the way and angle of hitting from the middle, it knocked its companion and itself to the ground at the same time; it also reduced the threat that the Xuan Ge Battalion had to face by a quarter.

But even so, after the remaining six horses jumped high, they still posed an astonishing threat to the battle formation.

This time, Fan Zhu, a rookie, couldn't stand it in the hands of the first group of swords and shields.

As if hit by a speeding truck, both legs of this unlucky guy were knocked off the ground, and he flew backwards.

After flying for about ten steps, it fell heavily on the ground.

At this moment, this unlucky guy felt like his whole being was about to fall apart.

It's just that Fan Zhu has a relaxed smile on his face at this moment.

Such a smile is not because this guy is thinking that he can finally catch fish; it's just that this rookie has realized one thing:
In the small area in front of them, more than [-] war horses and Mongolian queens fell back and forth.

If those Mongolian people don't want to be tripped during the charge, they can only slow down their speed and slowly pass through the obstacle in front of the formation.

Suddenly lost the most terrifying impact and speed for them.

In other words, their most difficult stage of fighting has already been withstood and passed.

It's a pity that this only represents them, and the heroes on both sides are not included; whether they can block the charge of the Mongolian heavy cavalry is still unknown.

With such worry, Fan Zhu twisted his head vigorously and looked to the left.

Why didn't Mao turn to the right?Because at this moment, amidst the noisy people neighing and horses neighing on the battlefield, he faintly heard the following voices from the left:
"Brother Guan, trip the horse rope~"

"The disciples of the ground door obey the order, roll to the ground, chop off the horse's legs..."

(End of this chapter)