The sudden appearance on the battlefield was shattered, and the bloody scene attracted the attention of many people on both sides around, especially the pseudo-Qi cavalry who had already started to charge and was facing more than ten people such as the deputy general of Modao, and the eyes of the cavalry squad leader with a long-handled battle axe were full of excitement, and the dazzling tomahawk stabbed the deputy general of Modao.

In an instant, the cavalry squad leader's mind had already imagined the scene of the battle axe cutting off the head of the deputy general of the Mo Dao, and he was even immersed in fantasy with excitement, he knew very well what the identity of the person in front of his mount was in the Mo Dao Army, as long as he killed the other party, his own status would also soar, and even from an insignificant squad leader directly to a general who commanded thousands or even thousands of soldiers and horses.

But the next moment, the cavalry squad leader returned to reality from his fantasies, and all his fantasies vanished, and with a deafening shout, all his dreams were shattered, shattered, and scattered all over the ground. And that's much more than that, not only his dreams and fantasies, but also the precious body on which he lives.

"Kill!!"

With a loud shout that rushed straight into the sky, in the frightened eyes of the cavalry squad leader and his subordinates, more than a dozen cold lights appeared in front of him, and more than ten Mo knives followed, and blood splashed.

The cavalry squad leader not only witnessed the scene of the broken men and horses just now, but also experienced it himself, he only felt pain for less than a second, and then felt his whole body fall heavily to the sides. That's right, on both sides, a heavy Mo knife fell from the squad leader's shoulder, easily breaking through the armor on his body, cutting the shoulder blades, cutting off the spine, and continuing to split diagonally at the middle of the thoracic vertebrae, the edge of the Mo knife until it passed through the ribs on the side, and appeared at the thigh of the squad leader straddling the horse's back, and blood sprayed like a pour.

The width of the squad leader's body alone was not enough for the Mo Dao blade, which was more than one meter long, to exert his sword, and even half of the head of the war horse flew up in the blood light, and the squad leader's split body also fell down from both sides of the horse, heavy, but he felt light and weak.

At the critical moment, when the deputy general of the Mo knife fought desperately with more than ten Mo knife men who forgot to die, the rest of the robes did not leave immediately, but more robes rushed towards the place where the deputy general of the Mo knife was the center, and at the most critical moment, more than ten Mo knife men who arrived in time almost tried their best, and rushed forward, and the Mo knife in their hands not only killed the enemy on the opposite side, but also pulled back the dozens of life and death robes beside him from the line of life and death.

The cavalry squad leader fell, but there were dozens, hundreds of pseudo-Qi cavalry charges, and the Mo swordsmen who stayed in place still still had to face the danger in front of them. But in a short period of time, after the first wave of counteroffensive, more than ten people led by Deputy General Modao were able to take the time to collect the knife, regardless of the body whose strength was close to overdraft, he raised the Modao again, and the steps that were as heavy as a thousand catties were also lifted again, and he stepped down heavily.

"Kill!!"

Faced with the fact that his companion who had just desperately rescued him was beside him, and he was unable to resist the charge of pseudo-Qi in time, the more than ten people in the deputy general of Modao fully exerted the potential in their bodies, and they drank in unison, and the knife light reappeared, and suddenly, a thick blood mist filled the eyes, and in the blur, there were stump arms and limbs of different sizes flying in the air, which seemed to tell their powerlessness.

"Kill!!"

Another group of Mo Dao men who rushed over from the surrounding quickly rushed to the front row, took over the position of Mo Dao Deputy General and others, waved the Mo Dao in their hands, faced the black cavalry charge, fought back, and once again scattered countless arms and legs and even foul-smelling internal organs in the air.

"Kill!!"

The more than ten people who had just reached out to the deputy general of Modao and others in time regained their strength, stepped forward, took the initiative to take over the task of attacking, and once again swung the increasingly heavy Modao in their hands towards the enemy troops who were charging on the opposite side.

Although there are only dozens of people, they have formed a series of orderly small-scale battle formations such as forwarding, attacking, and transposing, plus these dozens of people have the heart of death, and they are trying their best to resist with the enemy, for a while, the charge of the pseudo-Qi was broken from here, several rounds of charging before and after, after losing hundreds of people, the rhythm of the charge of the pseudo-Qi actually slowed down, and even after facing the battle formation that was temporarily put together by the dozens of Mo swordsmen, when there was still a distance of tens of meters between the two sides, Suddenly turned the horse's head, waved the weapon in his hand and rushed to other targets, not wanting to provoke this group of crazy killing gods.

With the temporary pause, not only did the dozens of people who had temporarily put together the battle formation of the Mo Dao Deputy General be able to breathe, but more importantly, more Mo Dao Men came around to join the already organized battle formation, and the entire scale was also rapidly expanding, and everyone's morale was boosted again.

The cavalry charge of the pseudo-Qi is very tacit, or very eye-catching, and they will turn their horses and change directions before they are about to launch an attack on this small-scale battle formation with only a few hundred people.

This scene change on the battlefield has rekindled the fighting spirit of more and more Mo swordsmen, even if there are only a few people, in the face of the charge of the pseudo-Qi cavalry, they still fight back, most of them have the heart of death, but before they die, they have to pull one or two cushions.

After having a precedent, another deputy general of Modao did not dare to lag behind, looking at his companions who were equal to him so brave, how could he be willing to be mediocre. And this Mo Dao deputy general is in a much better situation than his companions, after all, the original phalanx around him has not been fragmented because of the charge of the pseudo-Qi cavalry, and has always maintained a scale of more than 100 people, but it has not organized an effective counterattack or even a counteroffensive for a long time.

At this time, the deputy general of Modao, who was not willing to lag behind, also left life and death behind, and then thought about the decisive battle under Fengzhou City half a year ago, he used to be Lin Han's deputy general, and the invincible momentum of the vertical and horizontal and hundreds of thousands of troops was also suddenly re-energized, and the Modao in his hand was also subconsciously raised again, and the hoarse voice that became hoarse due to thirst shouted: "Enter!" ”

It seems to be shrouded by the aura of the deputy general of the Mo Dao, and it seems to be rendered by this atmosphere, and the Mo knife soldiers who are on the same front line as the deputy general of the Mo knife seem to just subconsciously follow the loud shout, and the Mo knife in his hand is raised high at the same time, facing the cavalry charging in front of him, and striding forward: "Enter!" ”

The shouting shook the sky, the momentum soared, dozens of Mo knives slashed down obliquely, those pseudo-Qi cavalry who just wanted to rush forward to pick up the cheap were suddenly shocked, but the war horses had already rushed to the front, but they did not expect that the Mo Dao army would suddenly move forward or even counterattack, in a hurry, they had just waved the weapon in their hands, and what was coming was the cold and bone-chilling Mo knife blade.

Under the fierce attack of the Mo knife, no one could dodge, and no war horse could carry it, and the dozens of cavalry of the pseudo-Qi were not excluded, and the only thing waiting for them was the end of being divided into two with men and horses.