_Chapter 572: Who's the Devil?_

"Yes, they are worthy of two half-saint heirs, and their vision and determination are terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Perhaps, in the future of the Divine Dragon Continent, they will be the mainstay of the first!" In the world's list, countless messages jumped, and the degree of madness was much higher than that of the hottest forum on the earth.

However, soon a shocking voice came from the canopy: "The Yanzhou army sent three ways to meet the army of Wei, Zhao and Han.

"What? Zhuang Yichen can't be crazy, right?"

"Yes! Sanzhou Weiyan, the most important thing is to defend first! Although the chances are a little slim, there may be some turnarounds. ”

"It's an extremely unwise choice to make such a desperate bet now!" many people feel a pity.

"Zhuang Yichen's child is killing himself, but it's a pity that this martial arts scripture will leave me no matter whether he wins or loses!" Wang Shangshu felt a little sad at this time.

"I have confidence in you!" Inside the bead curtain, the eldest princess said softly, and Yurong had no joy or sorrow.

Father-in-law Hai, who was waiting on the side, smiled helplessly, thinking that his princess was not a magic barrier, and it was too childish to entrust his lifelong happiness to Zhuang Yichen so easily.

"Hmm, this year's Jinshi exam is still a little interesting!" At this time, in the sky above the towering Holy Courtyard, many powerful divine thoughts were constantly communicating, and they directly turned their eyes to the virtual realm with great interest.

The strength of the saints is enough for them to cross all barriers to see the most realistic scenes, which is more enjoyable than watching a movie.

"Boom!" Yanzhou's elite soldiers continued to march with the army, and the torrent of black armor emerged with infinite combat power and evil intent.

After three days in the Void Realm, the Yanzhou Army and the Hanzhou Army finally encountered each other in the Central Plain, and it was a head-to-head battle without any fancy.

"Children, kill me! Win the victory in Yanzhou for a month!" Ge Batian laughed wildly and issued a military order.

"Yes!" The Hanzhou army has been plundering and growing like locusts all the way, and naturally it will not change its inherent tactics at this time.

After hearing the reward of the great victory in January, the Hanzhou sergeant had red eyes like a beast, and charged with his weapon in his hand.

"Well, their number is only half of ours, and it seems that Zhuang Yichen's overall strength may not be much stronger than mine!" Ge Batian stood proudly in front of the army, so let himself be the first person to strangle the pride of the four holy martial artists.

"The cavalry troops attack!" In the Yanzhou army, Lin Yu immediately gave the first military order. In an instant, the large cavalry force that had been hidden by the power of poetry finally appeared.

An army of 5,000 cavalry did not hesitate to charge at the Yanzhou army! These horses are all high-grade war horses carefully cultivated by Zhuang Yichen, and they contain the bloodline of sweat and blood.

Over the years, Zhuang Yichen has mainly focused on three things: raising people, raising horses, and weight!

And now, it's time for a good harvest!

"Ah, what's going on? How could there be so many cavalry in Yanzhou?"

"Yes, it seems to be a heavy cavalry? Damn, this set of heavy cavalry armor costs at least a thousand taels of silver, Yanzhou is so rich?" The soldiers of the Hanzhou army were dumbfounded, and even Ge Batian was stunned.

"Kill them!" he shouted hurriedly, driving the soldiers to charge.

"Look for death!" Lin Hao's eyes flashed, and the Chinese soldiers of the army immediately blessed the power of the poetry of the rapid march to the cavalry troops.

The 5,000 heavy cavalry charged at the fastest speed, a scene that no one who witnessed it could never have imagined.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a martial artist stands on the opposite side and does not dodge, I am afraid that he will be exhausted of his soul energy and smashed into pulp.

When the best war horse charges, it is equivalent to adding seventy-five kilograms of strength in one second, and under the bonus of collision, it is at least three hundred kilograms of collision force.

Coupled with the combat power of the knights on horseback, the combat effectiveness of the heavy cavalry itself is very terrifying! At the very least, you must have the strength of the peak of the martial arts boy to be considered a qualified heavy cavalry.

The combined strength of 5,000 heavy cavalry is probably at least thousands of tons, and the speed of the charge will make the enemy feel so happy.

"Boom!" The soldiers of the Hanzhou Army had never seen such a strong lineup, and before they could come back to their senses, they found that the heavy cavalry unit was less than 100 meters away from them.

The distance of 100 meters was only a few seconds for the heavy cavalry charge, and the Hanzhou soldiers soon knew that the heavy cavalry was as terrifying as a demon.

"Boom!" the black torrent went everywhere, with stumps and broken arms, and flesh everywhere. Blood splattered everywhere, and it crushed the Hanzhou army of Yiwei in one fell swoop.

"Bastard, slow them down for me!" G. Batian roared at the scribes beside him.

If this heavy cavalry is killed in front of him, it will be a great threat to him.

"Go back!" the leader of the heavy cavalry suddenly roared, and made a very magnificent turn with the cavalry troops.

Along the way, there were many wails and countless casualties!

Although the power of the heavy cavalry charge is strong, the physical strength and soul energy consumed are not ordinary.

"The spearmen stepped forward and replaced the heavy cavalry!" Lin Yu coughed and gave a military order, and Fang Zilin next to him looked at him with some concern.

"There is only one wave of heavy cavalry impact, and our troops are still very superior!" Officers at all levels of the Hanzhou Army drove the non-commissioned officers to charge at this time.

The Yanzhou troops on the opposite side have only 10,000 people, but they still have more than 30,000 troops, and their strength is still there.

"Rush!" The morale of the Hanzhou sergeant was boosted again, and he howled and rushed forward. According to previous experience, so many fierce soldiers charging can at least make the opponent's formation scattered.

But soon they find out that they were wrong!

"Kill!" The officers of the Yanzhou army shouted the password murderously, and in the Yanzhou army, which was walking in a neat square, suddenly thousands of spears stabbed out at the same time.

"Ahh

"Close!" Under the neat order, thousands of spears retracted, and this wave of pikemen skillfully turned sideways, and from the gap in their bodies, thousands of spears pierced out.

Hundreds of Hanzhou soldiers were hung on the tips of their guns like skewers, and the scene was simply comical and terrifying.

"They are not people, they are devils!" The morale of the Hanzhou army was suddenly in turmoil, and many soldiers wanted to escape.

However, the Warlords behind them clicked and chopped off hundreds of heads, driving them to attack urgently.

"We have to take action! How can this Yanzhou army be so elite? Ge Batian's body kept trembling, and he felt a chill.

He is a soldier, how can he not know how much cost and resources it takes to train such a strong army.

All the scribes and warriors above the level of the Hanzhou Mansion rushed forward frantically at this time, intending to wipe out the terrifying pikemen army in Yanzhou.