Lord of Time!

Chapter 179 Breaking the Eight Styles of the Front

In the south, there was a lot of screaming and killing, and the armored torrent went straight to the county government. From a distance, countless people were being driven around like chickens, sheep, cattle and horses.

Some of the clear-headed, rich and powerful family members dared to call on their family members and soldiers, hacked and charged all the way, and rushed to the north gate of the city. Obviously, seeing that the situation was over, they wanted to escape from the city.

Looking at it from a distance, Chen Ping found that the one who fled to the front was a gentle middle-aged man in a cotton embroidered official uniform, who was full of panic at this moment.

Beside him, there are some men and women in fine clothes, whose identities they don't know.

However, it is estimated that it is a big family in the city.

This group of people is not too small, there are more than [-] people in large carts and small carts, four horses pull the goods, and they are all capable knights.

"That's Zhao Shicheng, and the heads of Zhang Wang and Wu's family in the city..."

Wei Chi was drenched all over, and came up to report: "In the past, the county magistrate colluded with the rich, so that the subordinates came here for a while without making any achievements. They really can't beat them."

"I understand."

Chen Ping rode his horse and walked slowly, watching this group of people rush towards the north gate aggressively, and said with a smile: "No wonder the city was broken so easily, they may have left some abandoned sons to resist at the south gate, and they have already planned to abandon the city go away.

If I run away alone, I won't say anything, but these goods are the blood and sweat of the people of Yuanxi County. They are taken from the people and used for the people, but they cannot be taken away. "

As the 200 men mounted their horses behind them and straightened out the formation, with Chen Ping as the blade, the cavalry gradually exuded a shocking murderous aura.

A gust of energy was like a swimming dragon, swirling around the entire cavalry team, faintly rising like a raging flame.

Just looking at it from a distance can be shocking.

Wei Chi, who was watching from the side, salivated with envy. He gritted his teeth and waved his hands to let the two strong men behind him carry up a long weapon, and said with a smile, "I only hate that my subordinates are weak and cannot accompany you." The lord goes to the battle to kill the enemy, this halberd was made by Yuanxi master Fang Buwei himself, it is made of cold iron from outside the sky, it cannot be used by ordinary people, so it is specially presented to the lord as a helping hand."

It was Wei Chi who saw Chen Ping riding a tall horse. Although the Black Dragon Sword was handy in his hand, it was a bit short and not very good for killing the enemy.

In the confrontation of battle formations, one inch is long and one inch is strong.

As soon as people stretch out their hands, they are far away, and the weapons have already reached the vital point.

As a result, the swordsman had to wait until the two horses crossed their sides before attacking the opponent.

Even if the sword edge can protrude a three-foot sword light, it is still not easy. Therefore, the careful Wei Chi, ever since he heard that there is a famous weapon master in Yuanxi City, he tried every means and spent a lot of money to buy a painting halberd.

This halberd is eight feet long, made of cold iron from outside the sky, and weighs 180 jin. The blade is black and translucent, with dragon patterns on the body, and the crescent moons on both sides of the blade soaring to the sky. Chen Ping fell in love with it immediately after seeing it.

"You have a heart, what's the name of this halberd?"

Chen Ping reached out to take the long halberd, weighed it lightly, and found that it fit very well.

"After this halberd was made, Master Fang chose his own name, even put his own family name on it, called [Not for the halberd]."

After a moment of hesitation, Wei Chi decided to tell the truth.

He vaguely guessed that when he went to ask for a weapon, maybe that Master Fang was not looking out for his own face, but a caring person.

"It's good that if you don't do something, you must do something. Master Fang is very capable. I understand his advice."

Chen Ping chuckled lightly.

With his left hand in the shape of a sword finger, a ray of light appeared, and he pointed it out, pointing directly at the center of Wei Chi's eyebrows.

Wei Chi was overjoyed, and instead of dodging, he leaned forward with his head.

Sure enough, a bit of brilliance entered his mind, and the three flames slowly turned, his mind became extremely clear, and all the sword moves and exercises he had learned in the past had new insights.

He even felt that every ounce of energy and blood in his body, every inch of muscle and bone had become spiritual, resonating with his own breathing.

Under that radiance, he can control every trace of power at the deepest level.

As long as a thought is induced, this body can make movements that it would never be able to do in normal times.

"Thank you, my lord."

Wei Chi almost shed tears without being excited.

"Practice hard. After this battle, you will still be a county lieutenant. How much you can achieve and what kind of soldiers you can train depends on your strength."

Chen Ping chuckled, hung the Black Dragon Sword on the hook of the horse's belly, swiped it as a halberd, and lightly knocked on the "Green Grass" horse with both feet, and the blood roared into the horse's body. Immediately increased by three points, became unparalleled, just two bounces, like a blue cloud, rushing forward.

The 200 people behind us are connected with each other and have the same mind.

At the same time, the bloody white light was shining on the body, and the people and horses were united. They moved like a solid city wall, gradually getting faster and faster, and there were rumbling hooves wherever they passed.

"Who is coming?"

Zhao Shicheng and his entourage hurriedly rode their horses and fled. Just as they were approaching the north gate, they saw a cloud of fire that seemed to light up in front of them, and a heavy mountain-like energy rushed towards them.

There are still more than thirty feet away.

Dozens of riders in this team rolled off their horses screaming.

Zhao Shicheng's face was ashen-colored, and his whole body was trembling: "Ku Ye, is the North City Gate broken?"

A grown man with a heavy face urged his horse out of the battle, swung his long knife, said something in a low voice, and then opened his throat and shouted: "This road is blocked, go around immediately."

He saw that there were only more than two hundred horses on the opposite side, which was a little less than his own strength. Although he looked imposing and powerful, he was not very aggressive.

But I just protect the adults in the city to win a way out, and it doesn't have to be divided into life and death, so there is no problem.

"Get off your horse and await trial, and don't leave the city."

The grown man only heard this sentence in his ears, and there was a flower in front of his eyes, and the sharp edge was approaching. He was panicked, and the long knife stopped in front of him reflexively.

bang...

The body seemed to be falling apart, all the strength in the whole body disappeared, and the whole person jumped into the air, and the long knife flew to nowhere.

The most outrageous thing is that he didn't even see clearly what was blasting on his long knife.

I only felt a black light, which was so black that it shone brightly.

The body was spinning and flopping in mid-air, and then, it was discovered that the streets were full of figures flying in mid-air.

There are at least dozens of hundreds of people flying in all directions with their arms and legs up.

There are even some people who are flying and spurting blood.

"Boom..." The grown man fell heavily to the middle of the street.

It hit the ground with dust.

He forcibly propped up his body, couldn't help but groaned in pain, raised his eyes and looked back, and saw a group of cavalry, which had already gone far.

And my cavalry convoy of hundreds of people has long been in disarray, all of them were knocked off their horses, fell to the ground, and howled in pain.

Not far from him, County Magistrate Zhao Shicheng, Mr. Zhao, had a red mark on his left face that was slowly swollen, lying on the ground in a dazed state, unable to get up after struggling.

Just ouch, ouch, screaming in pain.

Obviously, he couldn't even curse, and he didn't know who this cavalry team was.

"Lord Zhao, Lieutenant General Li, Patriarch Zhang, Patriarch Wang... You should save your energy, burn incense if you survive, tsk tsk, but it's impossible for you to lose the city and imagine the scenery like before. .”

A voice came from afar.

The grown man Li Yi was taken aback, and he realized that he actually recognized this person.

Could it be that he was the new "County Captain" who was specially dispatched from Xingqing Mansion to take charge of Yuanxi's soldiers.

It's only a name.

In fact, no one took him seriously except as a joke.

There is no appointment from the imperial court, only one soldier occupies the Xingqing Mansion, and then privately grants and accepts, the ghost will approve this kind of appointment.

If it weren't for the strength and strength of the man in Xingqing Mansion, his head would have been cut off long ago, so why would he be spared, it would be an eyesore in Yuanxi County.

At this moment, it seems that he is a joke.

"Was it Chen Ping who just passed by?"

He vaguely understood something...

Only the captain of Xuanwuwei, who has risen to fame and done great things, has this kind of prestige and murderous aura.

"Bold, dare to call the lord's name directly, take it down, and hit him with ten sticks for a long memory."

Wei Chi's words were majestic, but his heart was filled with shock and ecstasy.

He has always known that this Ninth Senior Brother is so powerful that it is difficult to hold a candle to him. Not only is he profound in knowledge, he also has a deep understanding of martial arts and swordsmanship.

Just a few words of advice can turn decay into magic and make people greatly improved.

Even the improvement of his own cultivation is all thanks to the guidance of Senior Brother Nine.

In the past, he only felt convinced, thinking that no matter what great things he did with Brother Ninth, it would be something that would make him feel at ease physically and mentally, and maybe he could win a bright future.

But he never expected it.

No matter how much I looked up to Senior Brother Nine, I still underestimated him.

The cavalry team in Yuanxi City seems to have only three to five hundred people, which is completely inconspicuous, but it is the elite of the city.

The leader, Lieutenant General Li, opened the Qi Meridian and was quite famous. In terms of actual strength, he was only slightly weaker than the master of the Chunshui Sword Sect who was said to have died, and the one who was shot by the Baimei Spear. Fang Ji, the county lieutenant who was beheaded to death.

The results of it?
Lieutenant General Li, who can be regarded as a brave man, is like a scarecrow, flying in the air and falling off his horse without even seeing his opponent clearly, unable to get up.

What's even more rare is that Lieutenant General Li hasn't suffered any injuries.

Not only him, but all the cavalry lying on the ground were not seriously injured. All of them were just shaken and scattered, and they would lose their combat power for a while.

Such strength, such control, is almost like a myth.

It's not hard to kill, the hard thing is not to kill.

The 200 people are like one person. There is no communication at all, but they are connected with each other. Even the horses lift their feet, they are exactly the same.

Such two hundred cavalry, plum blossom cavalry entering the city, how can they resist their charge.

Wei Chi was very curious.

My heart is full of excitement.

……

Whether it was Wei Chi's opportunistic flattery, or Zhao County Magistrate's fleeing without a fight.

None of them stirred up any waves in Chen Ping's heart.

Holding the painting halberd, he took the lead and pushed the horse forward. Less than a quarter of an hour later, he saw an iron cavalry rushing towards the center of the cross street in front of him like a torrent.

The leading general was dressed in a pleated plum blossom robe, shiny silver chain mail, and held a spear in his hand, dancing wildly like a silver snake. As he moved forward and charged, the remaining resisting soldiers and horses swished like wheat in the field. fell to the ground.

"A common name for the future?"

Bai Meijiang and Mei Yu were riding the horse on a rampage, swaying the spear in her hand lightly, feeling extremely lonely and cold.

Although this Yuanxi city is considered a large county with a large population, the soldiers and generals in the city are not strong in fighting spirit. After only two waves of shocks, they have already thrown away their helmets and armor.

It was a boring fight.

There is no chance to display the plum blossom formation that I have carefully practiced.

Wushuang Mowing the Grass may seem interesting to others, but as a leading general with ambitions and ideals, he doesn't really like to fight this kind of battle.

There is no sense of accomplishment at all.

Just a moment ago, he only hoped that a formidable master who would fight with him for [-] rounds would come out on the opposite side, so that he could enjoy the fight to the fullest.

Otherwise, after the destruction of Yuanxi City, the three armies would encircle him and go down to Xingqing Mansion in the first battle. After Chen Ping was hanged, he would start returning to Donghai County.

Not to mention that the horses were released on Nanshan, and the troops were stopped to stop the war, but they could only guard the land of these few prefectures, watching the changes in the world, which is not very interesting.

In fact, he has already seen that Dong Wanggong is cruel on the outside but timid on the inside.

He dared to fight a dozen of Dali's rotten soldiers and horses.

However, if he wants to block Beihu Bingfeng, fight to the death with the Jingqi outside the Great Wall, and fight to the death, he is definitely unwilling.

He guards this large piece of territory, just wanting to sell it for a price and get a fortune.Earn a large piece of land for the Jiang family, that's all.

I just hate that I can't compete with the famous generals of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and live up to the fame of the past and the future.

Mei Yu retracted her spear, and sighed as she watched the Yuanxi city guards who had fallen like plum blossoms under the horse's hooves in front of her.

Then, I feel cold all over my body.

Looking up, a cloud of blood came into view, and the sound of rumbling hoofs was like stepping on the apex of the heart.

It made it difficult to breathe.

Murderous intentions are like mountains and seas.

They are still far away, and there are only two hundred cavalrymen. Looking at them from a distance already makes people feel invincible.

Who is the visitor?
In the next moment, he immediately understood that he had met the Righteous Lord.

Mei Yu raised her head and roared, "Get into battle!"

"Sure enough, it's here. It's been a bit hard to wait for you."

The cold light in Mei Yu's eyes was like a blade, and his energy and spirit suddenly lifted, and the horseman stood up under his crotch, he swung his spear, the horse's hooves fell to the ground, and galloped forward.

There was a long snake behind him, and thousands of people followed suit at the same time, and the army formation was launched.

At the same time, the scattered squadrons of cavalry rushing into the houses in the surrounding alleyways also echoed the cavalry from a distance, and they turned into a huge plum blossom, slowly moving forward, and outflanked Chen Ping's two hundred cavalry.

"Chen Ping, if you think that the general will lead troops into the city, and the soldiers are too weak to form an formation, then you are really wrong."

Mei Yu rode wildly, her spear fluctuated with the waves, and her body was full of qi, as if she had come into a world of ice and snow, with goose feathers flying around and frost blowing on her face.

"It's only two hundred riders, and it's your big mistake. Remember, the one who took your head is Mei Yu."

Before Mei Yu dispatched troops, several generals had already carefully analyzed the details of the battle between Hunyuan Mountain and Jiang Yuan.

Knowing that the new owner of Xingqing Mansion loves to take risks.

Always thinking about defeating the enemy with odd tricks.

I want to go alone.

With extremely profound martial arts, sometimes it may succeed.

However, this newcomer to the Xingqing Mansion never thought about the fact that military formations are different from military formations, and a battle between battle formations is ten times more dangerous than a duel between masters of the rivers and lakes.

Knowing that his personal force is extremely tyrannical, how could they give up the formation and fight head-on with him?

Of course, it is impossible not to be on guard that he will suddenly appear and assassinate the general.

Therefore, Xiao Tong, Bai Mei, and Yu Zihan not only decided on the strategy of dividing the troops into three groups and sweeping the four directions, but also made a poisonous plan to lure snakes out of their holes and trap and kill the opponent's leader.

When entering the city, it seemed that scattered soldiers entered the city and set fire on all sides.

In fact, every army formation has a unique marching route and strategic goals when scattered.

On the surface, Bai Mei led Mei Yu and only led a thousand cavalry to charge forward along the main street. In fact, about four thousand cavalry had already dispersed on his left and right wings, and spread out in the city, forming a huge plum blossom.

Once in battle, all the cavalry will encircle, perform their duties, and have the same ideas.

Not to mention that there are only more than two hundred people on the other side, even if there are 2000 people trapped in the formation, there is no life at all.

"Do you think I'm worried about your formation? I'm worried that you have too many people."

Chen Ping laughed out loud.

For him, there is not much difference between 3000 people and 5000 people.

At this time, there is a city gate and a city wall.

The three thousand cavalry and ten thousand infantry behind Bai Mei were not included in the plum blossom army.

You can neither gather military energy, nor command an attack.

What he can mobilize is only five thousand riders.

Moreover, since the city is not too big and the buildings are too dense, it is always a little sluggish to mobilize troops in half the city. On the contrary, it is not as good as my 200 people, who can move forward and retreat freely, interspersed like the wind.

to be honest.

Under such circumstances, even if Bai Mei general Mei Yu wanted to retreat into the Chinese army, she had nowhere to go.

Both sides are fast.

The distance of thirty feet is only a few breaths, and they have already met each other.

Chen Ping sneered and said: "A confrontation in battle is no better than fighting in the rivers and lakes. The moves should be simple and fast, and the momentum should be the main focus. You can see clearly, this is my simplified Hunyuan sword move, and the eight breaking front moves are most suitable for the battlefield. Kill the enemy."

His voice was soft, shaking everywhere.

Not only did the 200 people behind him hear clearly, but even Mei Yu and his five thousand cavalry listened.

Mei Yu was furious in her heart, and with one stroke of the spear, it was like ten thousand plum blossoms blooming.

As he screamed, the spear blade rolled up a cold wave, piercing through the bones, and it was impossible to see where he was attacking, only a white storm of the spear blade in front of him.

The gun is like a dragon, and the horse is like the wind.

A little cold light, hidden in the white glow of the cold wave, had pierced Chen Ping's throat.

Too fast to see clearly.

Chen Ping nodded and smiled lightly: "The marksmanship is good."

Don't move your hands, don't shake your body.

Even the man and the horse have moved three inches.

The silver spear pierced into the empty space with hissing wind, and Mei Yu was about to return the spear and stab again.

He tried it, when two horses crossed each other, he could stab thirteen spears in a row, and the guns pierced through the whole body, breaking gold and iron, breaking rocks and mountains, just as easily.

However, this time was different. For the first time since he had mastered marksmanship and led the army in battle, he didn't dare to charge forward and just wanted to steer his horse sideways.

A black light flashed in front of his eyes.

It was as if the entire sky had lost its brilliance, and the blade of the halberd was like lightning. It had already cut to the neck, and it was twice as fast as his own spear.

In the telepathy, the black halberd was so thick and solid that it even cut the air to burst, making a muffled sound of thunder, but it was as fast as a light sword unsheathed, making it too late for people to react.

"Frost."

Mei Yu was startled, and only had time to draw her military energy into the silver spear, and the circle circled into an arc, blocking a piece of solid ice and frost in front of her.

With a crisp snap, he flew three zhangs with his horse and man, and staggered to the ground, almost falling to the ground with his horse and man.

Under the same mind.

The entire army formation was pulled, and 5000 people shouted at the same time, their breath was blocked, and they were so sad that they wanted to vomit blood.

"This is [Cold Light]"

Chen Ping read out the name of the move, stepped lightly on the horse's hoof, and the [Green Grass] horse under his crotch seemed to be dancing. He stepped forward in small steps, facing the eight elite cavalry who sprang out from behind Mei Yu, Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand turned into several afterimages, and fled left and right .

Eight empty horses roared past.

On the horse's back, eight headless corpses fell down slowly.

Chen Ping said again in a deep voice: "This is [Zongheng Shuhe]"

Seeing that Baimei lost a shot and was about to retreat into the rear of the central army, cavalry soldiers rushed from all sides like ants, spears and spears were raised at the same time, and crossbow arrows rained like rain.

With a cold snort, he smashed his horse and galloped, and the two hundred riders behind him were glowing with blood at the same time.

With a bang in front of Chen Ping, countless halberd shadows exploded, overlapping halberd lights moved forward like waves, and the army formation surged like swimming snakes.

Go straight for more than fifty feet.

Whether it was Mei Yu's long spear spinning in front of him, blocking and blocking, or countless weapons impacting, as long as he was blocked in front of him, people and horses would be smashed immediately, and a mass of stumped limbs and arms would fall like rain in all directions.

[Horse riding company]
The Eight Forms of Breaking the Front, what we pay attention to is the word Po.

Break mountains, break seas, break cities and break enemies.

No one dares to beat him.

"Change formation, advance..."

Chen Ping was ready to kill, with one move [thousands of grinding, ten thousand blows], the black halberd in his hand was like a blooming flower, slashing in all directions.

Two hundred cavalry behind them rushed up staggeredly, forming a three-talented army formation.

With himself, Sun Yun, and Yu Zhixian as the front arrows, charge from three sides, forming a triangle, locking the Baimei general in it, and blocking the five thousand plum blossom formation at the periphery.

Cut off the air machine, close the door and beat the dog.

After Mei Yu took another halberd, her chest felt tight, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face was grim.

He found that even if he gathered five thousand soldiers, he still couldn't stop the opponent's huge strength.

Especially the opponent's halberd technique is exquisite.

A halberd contains various powers such as heavy blow, entanglement, shock, penetration, etc., which makes people in a dilemma, and there is always a strange feeling of using the wrong power.

'Could it be that these five thousand cavalry gathered their energy together, and they gathered together for loneliness? '

Mei Yu's heart plummeted, and her former pride and ambition were no longer there.

The shadow of the halberd in front of him was like a mountain, and he even lost the ability to think. He only knew how to block and block until he was exhausted. His shoulders suddenly sank, and a big hand came up.

The heavy Gang Qi roared like a torrent, penetrating into the blood and bone marrow.

As soon as his body softened, he couldn't use any strength.

Then, shaking in front of his eyes, his body flew into the air, and he was lifted up completely.

A loud shout was heard in the ear, "The descendant will not die."

Mei Yu's eyes were blank, watching the two hundred riders blooming like lotus flowers, and the plum blossom formation of five thousand riders under her command suddenly dispersed, and the formation failed to form.

Some people fled wildly towards the outside of the city, some ran around with their heads covered, some resisted desperately, and were beheaded on the spot.

There were even people begging for surrender.

Mei Yu struggled to raise her head, and looked outside the south city, and saw another cavalry, like a torrent, came out from the side of the remote mountain, and rushed straight into the tens of thousands of Baimei troops outside the city.

Like a hot knife cutting butter, within a few breaths, the army was divided into two halves.

The leading female general rode forward, screaming and wielding knives, and there was no enemy in front of her.

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