"Boundist, shoot arrows!"

At the center of the team, Hou Bingzhong raised his hand and shouted loudly. Five hundred archers protected by groups of people in the formation led their bows to the sky and shot arrows.

Five hundred arrows cannot bear the word "arrow rain", but they are enough to cover the hedge, and they are united as a row of ten cavalrymen.

But what's the use of this?

When the ten riders lowered their heads, it means that there was no inch of their skin exposed to the air. The arrows were shooting at the back of their necks and waist and back, and then they bounced away.

No one was injured.

Moreover, in the short distance of 150 steps, in the face of the explosive power of the Arabian horse, it was only enough for these officers and soldiers to shoot two rounds of arrows.

The military formation of officers and soldiers began to stir up. The shield hand that was pressing against the front row widened his eyes and watched the iron cavalry, whose figure gradually became clear, showed fear and his feet slid involuntarily.

The spearman behind the shield hand was filled with sweat and swallowed his saliva frequently, but the sweat on his forehead and cheeks was like rain, and he couldn't stop it.

Before the battle was fought, the timidity and fear began to spread.

But time has not given these officers and soldiers a chance to escape, and the row of chains of heavy armored cavalry has already reached the forefront.

The collision between blood and blood, flesh and flesh.

Here comes!

"boom!"

The cone angle in front of the forehead of the ten horses was pressed against the seemingly indestructible shield wall. The moment it contacted, the wall turned into splashing fragments, and threw them into the sky with dozens of officers and soldiers supporting behind them.

Under the terrifying huge force, dozens of officers and soldiers were wailing in pain in the sky. Their hands used to support the shield wall were broken, their bones pierced from their toes, and scarlet blood spilled all over the sky.

But they were lucky because they were only seriously injured and became disabled, and the spearmen who stood behind them to hold the formation were not so lucky.

Once the formation is broken, it means that the bloody massacre is officially staged.

After the cone angle of the war horse pierced through the shield wall, the impact force pierced into the chest of these spearmen without any reduction.

Wearing a gourd?

No, when the cone angle pierced into the chest of the officers and soldiers, under the impact of tens of thousands of pounds, the entire upper body of the officers and soldiers was directly exploded from their chests!

It was as if Barret was shot and his upper body was gone.

"Uh!"

Someone who was lucky enough to escape the disaster of being hit and killed directly, but was also taken away by the horizontal knife cut off on his head and rolled wildly on the ground in pain. Then the moans gradually became weak and they died of blood.

There were more and more screams, and more officers and soldiers fled to avoid the edge, and were squeezed to the ground in the crowded crowd.

Before these unlucky people could stand up, their heads were stepped on by iron hooves.

With a muffled sound, my head was like a flattened watermelon, and the red and white juice burst out in all directions.

This is no longer a conventional killing, but rather a road roller that is consolidating the land.

The flesh and blood organs of two thousand officers and soldiers are the asphalt used on the ground!

Forty horses stomped on the ground with blood and muddy blood, and their organs and livers rushed for nearly five hundred meters. From entering the formation to leaving the formation, they opened up the entire radius of officers and soldiers.

All that were left were more than a hundred broken corpses and limbs on the ground.

"kill!"

The first row of the wall sprint ended, and the second row followed closely behind, stepped on the bloody path that their comrades broke, and crushed them again.

The third row, the fourth row, the fifth row.

At this time, the remaining five rows of heavy cavalry had no chance to go to the battlefield again, because in front of them, all the fighting will of the officers and soldiers completely collapsed.

Hou Bingzhong took the lead in running first!

He couldn't run away. He was really afraid that if a row of cavalry didn't notice him, he rushed directly to the position of the flag. Under the iron hooves, Hou Bingzhong would inevitably turn into meat paste.

How could this be the case for war!

The two thousand officials were defeated without even a slight counterattack. Amid the horror, they all hated their parents for having less legs and fled towards Hongzhou City.

They should be glad that the enemy behind them did not urge the horse to chase him, otherwise how could two legs run beyond the four-legged war horse in such a plain area?

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing the officers and soldiers running away with their heads in their arms, one of the ten cavalrymen who stepped on the charge in the first row lifted their armor, which was Luo Yongjie himself.

The boy was riding on the horse and laughing to the sky, feeling extremely proud.

One hundred men defeated two thousand troops head-on, and this record is enough to be brilliant.

"The heavy rider that our elder brother brought out is really amazing."

After turning over and dismounting, Luo Yongjie began to unravel the joint armor between the horses, making his hands covered with blood and minced meat.

"The officers and soldiers are so powerful, they are simply vulnerable. If so, it will be my elder brother's turn to sit in the world."

"What uncle said is reasonable, so he has to take the foster father to come and live in the world."

Cheng Wu was also here, and at this moment he was also slapped with a murderous intent with his head and face, saying wildly: "Why don't we just follow the trend and kill into the Hongzhou City, learn from Wang Jun from Yizhou, put on a yellow robe and serve his father as the King of Hongzhou!"

Not to mention, Luo Yongjie was a little cautious when he made this proposal, but when he thought of Luo Yongsheng, his mind was much clearer and he shook his head: "Let's hurry up and report to the elder brother, don't make any decisions."

After removing the serial armor, hundreds of riders turned their horse's heads, and in a moment, they disappeared without a trace.

Only a flesh-and-blood battlefield like a purgatory scene was left.

The smell of blood soaring into the sky dyed the white clouds red and attracted countless flying crows and flies.

This is the tomb of mankind, but it is a feast for beasts to eat.

In Hongzhou City, Hu Xian, who was already full of confidence and was preparing to hold a celebration banquet, heard Hou Bingzhong's reply, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, his soul scattered.

"In this battle, our army was killed more than 700 times, and the remaining thousand people scattered after returning to the city. They said they were unwilling to continue to serve in the army."

Hou Bingzhong knelt on one knee, and his helmet was no longer known where he had lost his helmet when he was running away. At this moment, he was disheveled and accused Hu Xian of guilt: "I will be incompetent, and I will be defeated by this great defeat. Please send a letter to the court for help, otherwise if it is too late, Hongzhou may be in danger of overthrowing."

But at this time, Hu Xian was stupid and had no reaction. There was only one thought in his mind.

Hongzhou is finished, and he is finished too!

In a daze, Lu Yan ran in quickly, holding a letter in his hand: "Dang Zun, the bandit leader sent a letter in to ejaculate."

"Hurry and have me."

Hu Xian finally recovered his energy and snatched it. He took it apart and took it apart. His face suddenly changed. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and shouted.
Chapter completed!