Woowoo............!!!

There was a sound of friction, Hu Chu's whole person was pushed out a few centimeters, against the heavy foot behind him, and there was no intention of stopping, the whole body was up, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from being knocked away, and there was a huge pain in the bones of his body, as if he was about to crack, and his face was hideous.

"Ahh!!hh

Boom!!

Hu Chu roared, feeling a release, and before he could breathe, another huge force hit him, his arm twisted, and the heavy shield seemed to be concave a little, and the force that came from that moment almost made him unable to hold on, and he flew out.

"Kill!!"

Hu Chu's consciousness was blurred, and he vaguely heard the tsunami of the mountain behind him, a low and roaring shout, like a cry from distant antiquity, awakening the ancient bloodline in the human body that has been passed down from ancient times and immersed in the body, fighting the heavens and the earth, and fighting the blood.

The shouting of killing came out, and the Mo knife burst out, the sword light was like a man, and the cold light was like a wall.

Brush lala!!

Before a Mongolian iron rider could see clearly, he felt a cold light flashed in front of him, and a sharp Mo knife fell, and the fierce Mongolian iron horse suddenly lost his breath, and even the man and horse were cut in two.

The heavy shield resisted, and the Mo knife retreated, orderly, and there was silence in the chaos.

Again and again, again and again, the Mongolian iron cavalry army continued to beat the big array like a surging flood, and from time to time there were two or three hundred kilograms of heavy foot soldiers who were violently knocked into the air and smashed into the crowd, and there were countless arrows that continued to tilt, and the heavenly river poured into the formation.

There are also whirling short spears and long arrows constantly splashing into the Mongolian iron horse, constantly nailing a famous Mongolian iron horseman, weakening the huge pressure brought by the army's charge, and giving the heavy foot soldiers another breather who does not have a moment of peaceful respite.

"The triangle array changes formation, and the Mo knife array charges!!"

The Mongol cavalry army rushed more than half. Kong Qiuming stood in the formation and saw clearly, and let out a wild shout, the triangular array that was originally tightly attached to each other like an iron block collapsed with a bang, Hu Chuqiang supported the pain of his body, directly threw the giant shield in his hand to the ground, picked up the Mo knife and rushed out directly, jumped over the heavy foot that replaced him, and threw himself into the Mongolian iron horse like a torrent without hesitation.

Following behind Hu Chu, a heavy foot soldier jumped past his companion with a Mo knife and rushed towards the periphery. The long knife passed, and the heavy foot soldiers launched a horn of counter-charge, and the Mongolian iron cavalry in the middle and rear was blocked by their companions in front, and they could not see the battle situation. After the engagement, he obviously didn't expect the heavy foot soldiers to be so fierce, and it was unwise to launch a counter-charge in the case of an iron hoof charge. was caught off guard for a while. I'm a little messed up.

The riot of the Mongolian iron cavalry could not affect the pace of the army's charge, and the heavy soldiers followed one after another, killing rivers of blood, and corpses were all over the field, which made the Mongolian iron cavalry who kept rushing over have incomparable fear in their hearts, in this collision of death and death. The torrent turned his eyes past, and the heavy foot soldier's gaze was light.

"Are you alive......!"

When the Mongol cavalry disappeared, few people stood in the steppe.

At this moment, the whole grassland seemed so empty.

Alive? This is the heart of all heavy soldiers. I haven't experienced the cavalry charge, I can't experience the kind of death all the time, the oppression all the time, the whole body, all directions, severe pain and nervous tension, dancing wildly, carefully protecting myself, that's all, it takes incomparable luck to survive.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, everyone almost involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, and the iron-clad man went against the current in the torrent of terror, and when everything passed, there was only fear and luck in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Wan Sheng!!"

Hu Chu single-handedly supported his body, raised his free arm, let the blood fall on his cheek, his consciousness returned to normal in a daze, and he was instantly overwhelmed by the frenzied joy, he shouted desperately, exhausted all his body, roared hoarsely, and cheered.

"How can this be ......!!"

Reorganizing the team, Haritcha was full of disbelief, a charge would kill and injure many people, he was mentally prepared, but when he looked at the flash of horror and fear in the eyes of many Mongolian iron cavalry warriors, and the number of people who were obviously missing at a glance, his heart sank to the bottom.

Heavy casualties, even if he didn't take it carefully, he had an approximate number in his heart, at least three thousand, a charge, the enemy on the opposite side was only about a thousand, but his own side did not crush the other party, wiped out the other party, and lost about three thousand people, which made Hari Chagai's heart involuntarily fearful.

"How big is this battle!!"

Harichagai wailed in his heart, he felt a trace of decadence and despair, he really didn't know how to fight this battle, and he didn't have the courage to launch another round of charges, because after a round of charges, the result was a defeat for both sides, which was not in line with their purpose, but defeat was even more contrary to their purpose.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

The triple bead arrows were full of phantoms, and Zhang Yuanren was on the horse, heroic, and his hair was scattered, letting him dance with the wind.

"Kublai didn't expect to kill your guts after the first battle, hahaha............!!!"

Zhang Yuan looked at Kublai in the distance, laughed wildly, changed into a tiger roaring wind gun, and the snow lion rushed into the dense crowd without slowing down. The Han foot soldiers who descended to the Yuan held swords and shields, bows and arrows, and spears to surround Kublai inside, Kublai looked at Zhang Yuan hatefully, but as soon as he moved, he was involved in the injuries of the body, if he could, he would like to fight with Zhang Yuan for 300 rounds, so that Zhang Yuan knew how the word death was written.

Zhang Yuan rushed left and right, and the Han people who descended to the Yuan were all soldiers who survived a hundred battles in the troubled times, with strong strength and firm will, and they were killed by Zhang Yuanchong and did not see the chaos of the formation.

In the face of such a situation, even the snow lion with a fast speed was gradually slowed down, and Zhang Yuan only had a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire with all his strength.

"Brother Zhengyuan, don't come to harm, right? This time, I, Tao Hong, came to help Brother Zhengyuan, can I !! ”

Just when Zhang Yuan was trapped helplessly and insisted on rushing inside, Tao Hong's voice came from afar, and he saw Tao Hong rushing from the direction of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry Camp with dozens of elite horses.

"Haha, it's better to be respectful than to obey!!"

Zhang Yuan's spirits perked up, and he took advantage of the opportunity of the Han people to be distracted and rushed dozens of meters, and he could see the end, and the Yuan army woke up again. (To be continued......)