Mao Hao, who is honest on weekdays, has a cold face at the moment, and his bright bright light armor is dotted with countless bright blood flowers, and the pure white horse under his crotch is also stained with a lot of blood at this time, some of which splashed on his body in the fight just now, but it does not affect the hair at all, but it becomes more and more dazzling, and the red flowers modified by blood seem to be part of the horse's body, and they are all one.

Every time the silver spear in his hand is stabbed, a series of blood beads will be thrown, and at the same time, the blood in the enemy's body will be adsorbed on the silver spear again.

After half a day of rushing and fighting on the battlefield, the white wings behind the winged cavalry were already stained with blood, and even in the rapid running, the wings that shook and waved with the rush of the war horse could no longer completely scatter the bloodstains. However, after the thousand-person group led by Mao Hao was like a sharp blade from the back of Shang Rang's Chinese army, and slashed into the enemy group, as the wings behind everyone trembled, pieces of blood beads were swayed into the air, like a faint blood mist, and under the dim golden light, it made people look looming, as if there was nothing.

Shang Rang had already dispatched four generals from his side to turn around to resist the sudden attack of the winged cavalry, and the pseudo-Qi generals who were the first to fight with the winged cavalry were stabbed in the abdomen by Mao Hao with a shot in just one shot, and without waiting for the other party to react too much, a group of guards around Mao Hao galloped past the other party with their horses, not only directly crushing the pro-soldiers around the opponent, but also successively more than a dozen war knives cut wounds of different depths on the general's body.

Immediately, the large-scale resistance that had just been organized was completely dispersed almost instantly by the fierce charge of the hussar regiment. Subsequently, Mao Hao continued to lead this thousand-man regiment, as if entering a no-man's land, and charged straight forward to break through dozens of meters, until the generals dispatched by Shang Rang organized manpower to resist the counterattack again, and the offensive of the winged cavalry regiment weakened slightly.

"Turn! To the north! In the face of the joint efforts of the three pseudo-Qi generals, Mao Hao did not directly resist the other party, but decisively ordered to turn to the charge, and at the same time turned the horse's head, picked up a war knife that fell on the ground with a spear, and threw it directly at the three generals who arrived at the pseudo-Qi Taking advantage of the moment when the three of them were busy parrying and being stunned for a while, they flicked the horse's head and clamped the horse's belly again.

Mao Hao is not timid in the face of the joint efforts of the three pseudo-Qi generals, but there is really no need to entangle with the other party at the moment, and after all, it is a defense organized by the three of them, even if the winged cavalry regiment led by Mao Hao can break through, but the time and strength spent are really inappropriate for the current situation.

"Catch up! Damn it! When a general was just named and dispatched by Shang Rang, he was scolded by Shang Rang for a waste, and at this time, he also learned from Shang Rang and yelled at the people behind him: "A group of waste! What are you doing in a daze! Don't take the opportunity to chase and kill! ”

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! Sou! ”

Without waiting for the puppet Qi people to react, the winged cavalry who turned to the charge in front of the three puppet Qi generals as a turning point, bent their waists, and lifted the Fubo crossbow hanging on the side of the saddle with a rope with their left hand.

A series of non-stop attacks, not too much, no less, at least two hundred winged cavalry followed, using their own Fubo crossbow to attack the pseudo-Qi rebels, and then regardless of continuing to load crossbow arrows, directly threw the Fubo crossbow, continued to sweep with guns, and stabbed all the unfatal guys who dared to step forward to stop their charge.

In the face of the sudden crossbow attack, even if the three generals of the pseudo-Qi joined forces, they were taken aback, after all, this attack was too sudden, and no one expected that the winged cavalry would have such a move. However, they forgot one thing, the winged cavalry regiment, as the first ace cavalry regiment of the Feng family's army, all kinds of elite equipment and weapons are preferentially equipped, although the Fubo crossbow is expensive, but it is definitely a long-range weapon on horseback, compared to riding a bow and a short crossbow, it does not need too exquisite and cumbersome riding skills and operations.

Even the carved feather arrows of the winged cavalry regiment are carved feathers made of golden eagle feathers as arrow feathers, although they are not equipped with a large number, but they are armor-piercing arrows made of fine iron, and at close range, almost no armor can resist, and may even cause penetrating wounds and kill with one arrow.

And the three unlucky generals of Pseudo-Qi, one of the guys who was scolding just now had a relatively tragic fate, and the other two, like him, were also not protected by the soldiers in time, but he himself fell off the horse with two arrows under the initial Fubo crossbow attack, and saw that he had less air in and much more out of breath, after all, at a distance of less than ten meters, the attack power of the Fubo crossbow was still quite terrifying.

And the other two, especially after their companions fell off their horses, also hurriedly turned their horses back in panic, and under the protection of the soldiers who rushed forward in response, until the attack of the Fubo crossbow ended, they did not suffer the same doom as their companions.

"Catch up!" However, the two did not dare to stop there, even if the combat effectiveness of the winged cavalry was very terrifying, but Shang Rang on the top of their heads was obviously more fearful to them, especially Shang Rang was carrying the holy order of the Great Qi Emperor, after panicking, the two looked at each other, paused for a moment, and ordered in unison: "Hurry!" Don't let them run! ”

However, this order simply made the surrounding soldiers laugh, but no one dared to laugh in person, and could only endure laughter and complaints, slowly picked up the weapon, or urged the war horse, or stepped forward, and 'chased' at the cloud of smoke and dust left by the winged cavalry, but the speed was very slow, and they seemed to be worried about whether the winged cavalry in front of them would suddenly turn around and use the Fubo crossbow just now to give them a salvo.

Mao Hao's charge can be described as extremely smooth, and not only that, the thousand-man team of a winged cavalry regiment that originally stayed near the Modao Army also turned around and rushed to this side, the reason is very simple, there are no pseudo-Qi rebels around the Modao Army, no one wants to provoke that huge killing machine, and no one wants to die under the Modao in two.

Instead, the exhausted Mo Dao Army did not stay where it was, Mo Dao General Lin Han knew very well that if he stopped attacking and fighting at this time, the momentum of the entire Mo Dao Army would be completely discharged, and there was no doubt that it would be replaced by endless exhaustion, sleepiness and hunger.

Forgetting to glance at the Mo Dao Army following behind him, Lin Han secretly gritted his teeth, not only were the other soldiers tired and sleepy and hungry, but Lin Han was the same, and the injuries on Lin Han's body were no less than those behind him, but he still took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, waved the Mo knife, pointed to the back of the winged cavalry thousand people who had just left, and shouted in a deep voice: "Enter!" ”

"Enter!!"

There are less than a thousand people left, but the momentum is better than before, at this moment, in addition to the exhaustion and hunger all over their bodies, their hearts are full of pride and pride. After several hours of suffering, thanks to the perseverance of each and every one of them, they finally reached the Phoenix Nirvana and once again became the leader of this decisive battle.

Under the illumination of the setting sun on the horizon, they were covered in blood, like a god of war wearing gilded scarlet armor.