The heavy snow is like this, just like the catkins are raised by the wind.

On the treetops, on the courtyard walls, on the flowers and plants, and on the ground, there is snow covered. Snowflakes stroll from the depths of the distant night sky, fluttering and falling, and finally return to the embrace of the earth. However, the whiteness of the snow is not visible in the darkness of the night, and only under the light of the world can a few outlines be revealed.

Duan Hao's lips opened slightly, panting desperately.

He held the horizontal knife and let the blood drip from between his fingers as blood ran down his arm, but his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, and the solemn look tugged at every muscle on his face.

He fought three moves with the woman in front of him. There were already three more wounds on his body, and the bones were deep in the tunnel. Any of these wounds could have killed him, but if he hadn't been experienced with the enemy and could have avoided the vital point, he would have fallen in the snow.

But the other party stood there without any trouble, only the blood line on the blade showed her record.

Duan Hao has fought countless battles, and he has never encountered an opponent who shoots so quickly, and he can't even parry it, let alone fight back. Duan Hao knew that if he didn't think of a way, he would definitely die here today.

He was not willing to die here.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to do it to Changhe? What exactly do you want? Duan Hao gritted his teeth and asked three questions in a row, at which time he sadly found that he was about to die, but he didn't know anything about this opponent. But he must buy more time to think about what to do, or wait for help.

A few snowflakes fell on her shoulders, Tao Xiaoxiao ignored Duan Hao, Ling Ran's eyes showed the only thought in her heart at the moment, a snowflake fell from her eyes, and she rushed out with her knife again.

In Tao Yaoyao's heart, she has talked nonsense with him enough.

Duan Hao secretly complained in his heart, the other party's indifference was beyond his imagination, but he didn't have a chance to think about anything else at all, because the opponent's figure was blurred in front of him again, and in the next moment, a horizontal light flashed, Duan Hao didn't have time to dodge, so he had to raise his knife to block.

The sound of metal impact sounded, Duan Hao's hand holding the knife was numb, he knew that it was because the other party's strength was too domineering, and before he could react much, almost at the same time as the impact sounded, his lower abdomen suddenly hurt, and his body couldn't stop retreating.

Duan Hao was sweating profusely, and before he could stabilize his footing, he had already swung out a knife, however, the opponent's old spiciness, beyond his imagination, his intention to close the opponent's approach, actually failed, and the sword light had already reached his neck!

In the face of the opponent who can do these three points to the extreme, the way of playing with injuries will not work, because once the injury is replaced, it means that the vital injury is injured and will die, so the master can always kill with one blow.

And the martial arts in the world, practiced to the extreme, are the first to anticipate the enemy everywhere, and know what moves the opponent is going to make in the next moment, so as to strike first.

Duan Hao powerlessly found that the opponent he was facing was beyond the scope of what he could parry. Duan Hao even did not hesitate to release the gap of his left arm, even if he sacrificed one arm, then when the other party went to take off his left arm, he would definitely be able to cut off the opponent's neck with one sword.

But the crazy woman in front of her, the unreasonable woman, the unfathomable woman, is always at the heart of the knife, and the knife threatens to kill him.

Peach's long hair fluttered wildly, like splashed ink, brushing dragons and snakes on the scroll, and her eyes were always calm, as quiet as a Yama from hell, her body was steady but erratic, and her cloak sang unrestrainedly on a snowy night.

Finally, Tao Yao's horizontal knife slashed through the opponent's neck. She watched Duan Hao's body retreat unsteadily, she just wanted to step forward to make up for it, but the strange sound in her ears made her body not hesitate for a moment, and she rolled out on her side.

Where she had just landed, two iron arrows were driven into the snow.

"Stop her!"

"Commander, let's go!"

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The hob formation is not complicated, this is jointly pondered by Li Congjing and Peng Zushan, and there is only one focus, that is, the offensive level. The entire military formation requires that there is no connection gap between the front and back of the queue, and there is no gap between the first team and the last team, forming an infinite loop rolling rush and kill mode, so it is called the hob array.

After Li Congjing gave an order, he led the team to move forward first, and in front of him was a group of three or five Changhe town army sergeants, they saw Li Congjing and others rushing over, and hurriedly raised the blades in their hands to greet them.

Li Congjing's eyes were full of fighting spirit, he shouted "kill", the war horse had no intention of diverting his route, and rushed directly into the crowd of Changhe Zhen army, the long lance stabbed straight forward, first tore the breastplate of a Liang army soldier, and then the long lance picked it up, and cut off the arm of a Liang army.

Behind Li Congjing, the gentleman Du Ruishi followed closely. They slaughtered from a group of Liang troops, dripping blood with long lances, and killed a group of Liang troops, leaving a corpse in the ground.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the darkness, the shouting orders of the Liang generals sounded, almost reflexively, Li Congjing and the gentleman behind him immediately bent down on the horse's back to protect themselves, and at the same time, the long lance was flat forward, just relying on the horse to kill a bloody road.

Sharp arrows came sporadically, but Li Congjing didn't mean to block them - wielding a long lance to block high-speed flying sharp arrows, isn't that a joke? He buried his face almost in the horse's neck, except for a pair of eyes staring at the battlefield to the left and right.

The sound of "dingding" sounded, Li Congjing's head was shocked, he knew that it was a sharp arrow hitting his helmet, and then his left shoulder hurt, presumably the iron arrow shot into the flesh through the gap in the armor!

But the next moment, the rain of arrows stopped suddenly, and Li Congjing sat up, and his lance flew, severely injuring or killing the Liang army surrounding him, and the prancing horse stepped in front of them.

Over there, the archers of the Liang army had been killed by Meng Ping with his queue.

"Resist the horse, all command to be careful!" Zhang Xiaowu's warning voice came from behind him.

Li Congjing's long lance penetrated the chest of a Liang soldier, and with a low shout, he knocked it into several Liang soldiers who rushed over, and when he looked up, he saw that more than a dozen steps ahead, several Liang soldiers actually carried their horses out, intending to set up in the middle of the road to block Li Congjing's way!

If you want to say what the cavalry hates the most, it's definitely not the spear, but this damn rejection of horses - just by listening to the name of this guy you know what it was made of!

The war horse under the seat is still galloping rapidly, and it is too late to draw a bow and arrow in the chaos of the army, and the arrow will inevitably lead to being attacked by someone in the empty space, and Li Congjing did not hesitate at all, and threw the long lance in his hand!

The long lance penetrated the bodies of the two Liang Jun who carried the rejection of the horse, and the inertia of the impact took the two of them out, and the rejection of the horse also fell on the side of the road after encountering such a rejection!

"Lift up, lift up!" Liang Jun next to the rejection horse rushed up to the two of them again, wanting to lift the rejection horse up, but where would Li Congjing give them a chance, he picked up the spare horse lance and forced the two Liang soldiers in front of him to retreat, and he had already arrived in front of these Liang troops, and the long lance killed two of these Liang soldiers in one round!

Zhang Xiaowu and the others, who were following behind Li Congjing, galloped past in front of the rejected horse, and the horse lance slashed and killed the remaining Liang Jun, among whom was humane: "Lin Ying, pick it up!" ”

At the back of this team of cavalry, Lin Ying stretched out his long lance and probed under the crosswood of the rejection horse, and with a fierce force, he overturned the rejection horse and smashed it into the crowd of Liang soldiers on the side of the road!

"Drink!"

Li Congjing was urging the horse to rush and kill, when he suddenly heard a heavy drink, and his heart immediately felt bad, but it was too late! The two Liang soldiers rolled over to Li Congjing's horse from the side, and the long lance swept against the horse's hooves, only to hear two broken bones, the war horse neighed, and Li Congjing fell down from the horse!

When he landed, Li Congjing consciously protected the vital point, rolled his body into a ball and rolled on the ground, and immediately flashed to the side with force under his feet, avoiding the cavalry behind him, so as not to be trampled to death by his own horses' hooves. Although the lance had already been taken off, when he got up, he immediately pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist and bullied forward at a very fast speed, slashing the two Liang soldiers who rushed over!

When the knight rode on horseback, he should have the consciousness of being shot down and dismounted, so Li Congjing was not flustered.

"General mounted!"

Hearing this call for peace, Li Congjing did not hesitate, cut off the head of the Liang army in front of him with a knife, and swept towards the horse team. Almost at the same time, Lin Ying, who was at the back of the horse team, stretched out his hand and pulled Li Congjing, who was rushing in, onto the horse.

After the soldiers fall off their horses, they can fight on foot, but the main general, as the backbone of the army, cannot let the soldiers not see him, let alone give the enemy a chance to surround and kill him!

After a few more steps, we reached the end of the barracks. At this time, Zhang Xiaowu, who was at the forefront of the horse team, smoothly pulled the war horse over his head, turned a big corner, and entered the barracks again from another line!

As soon as he turned around, Li Congjing saw the situation of the entire military camp.

The fires were everywhere, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

The figures are building, the flesh and blood are flying, and the fight is in full swing.

Fifteen teams of cavalry, the hob formation has been fully deployed, and the fifteen queues that have been turned into three hundred gentlemen at this moment are like fifteen sharp knives, rushing back and forth in the barracks, striving to leave no dead ends, and also striving to rush and kill uninterruptedly, so that the Changhe army cannot gather and resist!

A military camp turned into hell in an instant.

This cold and snowy night made the muscles and bones of these Changhe soldiers stiff, but the knives of the gentlemen made their corpses really as hard as the stones on this land.

The heavy snow never stopped, and the plum blossom-like snowflakes decorated the night sky, as well as these soulless bodies, and decorated this feast of lost lives.

On the ground, snow covers the loess. Red blood covers white snow.

After Li Congjing led the team back, when he saw the situation in the barracks, he knew that the general trend had been decided. As the first batch of rushing formations, as long as they opened up the situation, the Liang army would never have a chance to put up effective resistance.

A group of armies that are simply unable to organize effective combat power, no matter how many people there are, they can only be killed one by one!

If it is said that when the gentlemen just arrived outside the camp, the eight hundred commanders and the army lined up together, then no matter how elite the gentlemen and generals were, they could not escape the fate of defeat. But the reality is that there are no ifs, a drunken army, even if only half of the people are drunk, cannot withstand the impact of a team of 300 cavalry.

Surprise its unpreparedness, the way to win.

After the time of the incense stick, there were only sporadic battles left in the barracks.

Sweat was steaming, and Li Congjing's body was steaming white. He looked at the three hundred gentlemen standing in front of him, and the eight hundred Changhe army lying down, and at this moment, he had a deeper understanding of what victory and defeat were.

The victors stand, and the losers lie down.

The corpses and weeds were scattered all over the barracks.

Under the strong impact of the cavalry, the remains of the severed limbs were all over the body, and some of the wounds of the severed limbs were still bleeding out. But once this hot blood flows out of the body, it will soon be frozen, and it will no longer reflect half of its vitality.

The corpses were already stiff, and the heavy snow that did not live on them covered them like a quilt. Before sunrise, when the snow has not melted, these corpses will not soften. And when the dawn of another day comes, the sun rises, and the sun falls into the barracks, shining on these corpses, it is also when these corpses begin to decompose.

Li Congjing held the long lance back, the long pole was behind him, he looked at the vast night sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "This heavy snow, it's really good!" ”