Qin Zhen was pushing the cart, and then he heard the tragic neigh of the people.

He and countless soldiers turned around and saw blood arrows shooting everywhere in the sky.

"Walk!"

The faster you walk here, the easier it will be for the swords and axes.

The Jiaozhi people were rushing wildly.

Those big carts were right in front, and the infantry array of more than 500 people wanted to stop us?

Many people are laughing, and some are even laughing wildly.

Then the laughter seemed to be pinching the throat and all stopped.

The light of a knife flashed, and the cavalry in front seemed to hit a wall and fell to the ground one after another.

"That's a horse's head!"

A horse's head flew in the air, and the war horse fell to the ground dejectedly.

Countless war horses were killed and fell to the ground, among which Wang Ben's sword was the most tragic.

With just one knife, the jacking man on the horse's back was cut off from his crotch.

The big sword continued to kill and cut the war horse from the front of the saddle.

Blood was gushing, and the scene in front of him was shocked.

"What's this?"

The light of the knife flashed, making people unable to help but reach out to block their hands in front of them, and they dared not look directly at them.

"It's Song Jun's swordsman!"

A shrill voice came, and the general of Jiaozhi waved his knife without hesitation.

The soldier who told the origin of the Song army was beheaded with a knife, and the general roared: "Run up!"

In front were the swordsman of the Song army, behind were the infantry of our side. More than 300 cavalry had no way to go, and only by defeating the current Song army could there be a way to survive.

The long sword was raised, and the cavalry rushed up to destroy the horses.

The sound of horse hooves roared, and the advantage of cavalry over infantry lies in their impact and condescending power.

Wang Ben raised his head, and the blood of people and horses on his armor was flowing down.

A wisp of sticky blood pulled into silk from the front of his eyes and slowly dripped down... Through the thread of horse blood, he saw a Jiaozhi cavalry rushing towards him.

Just as Wang Ben raised his sword, the Jiaozhi cavalry cunnedly lifted the reins and showed off his riding skills.

The war horse stood up with a long neigh, the horse's hooves soared into the air, and then trampled heavily.

So what if you wear heavy armor?

How powerful is the trampling of war horses? Can you stop it?

This is to use war horses as weapons.

But he overestimated the height of himself and the war horse.

The Jiaozhi war horse is already short, and he himself is even shorter. The combination of one man and one horse is even shorter than that of Wang Ben.

"Tiger!"

The big sword continued to kill with a condescending force, and the war horse's neck suddenly broke and the cavalry fell off the horse.

He lay on the ground in a daze, and then saw a shoe sole stepping down heavily.

Click!

Wang Ben stepped forward and shouted: "Enter!"

"Enter!"

The swordsman and axemen all went forward together, and the cavalry who had just stopped because of the killing of the cavalry in front suddenly faced their hands.

"kill!"

The Jiaozhi cavalry swayed their swords with their teeth.

Wang Ben didn't blink his eyelids and let the long knife slash his shoulders.

The Jiaozhi people on the war horse were shocked by the thick armor on Wang Ben's body, and they felt as if their bodies were lighter, they fell down.

Am I down?

He saw his lower body still hanging on the horse's back and also saw Wang Ben.

What a tall Song man!

"ah……"

Only then did he know what he had experienced, so he screamed.

The large convoy gradually moved away heard the screams here. Qin Zhen, who was pushing the cart, turned around and saw a lot of swords and axes.

He raised his telescope and his vision was covered with blood.

The cavalry and the horses were killed together, and the men and horses were all neighing.

Blood flowed on the cold ground and gradually gathered together...

“Is this hell?”

More than 300 cavalrymen looked amazing, but only four rounds of killing. The remaining ten cavalry looked at the pools of blood and the broken remains of the people and horses. They did not dare to move forward, but instead turned around and ran away.

But the infantry behind had already chased after him, and the more than ten cavalry could not avoid it, and finally collided with the infantry.

"Good man!"

At this moment, Qin Zhen wished he could replace him, stood in front and waved his sword.

"The fleet is here!"

Someone was cheering in front of him. Qin Zhen looked at him and saw a faint sail appearing in the upper reaches of the left front.

"Quick! Get the cart back!"

"The fleet is here, the army leader, let the swords and axe players retreat?"

Qin Zhen turned around and was about to ask someone to beat the drum and send the order, but all the words were blocked.

The infantrymen of the Jiaozhi people rushed in like a tide, and the more than 500 people were like reefs, and they were instantly submerged.

No, not overwhelming.

The swords and axes were still standing, and then swung them.

The blood filled the array and the array remained motionless.

"Wang Ben!"

Qin Zhen's eyes were red.

"Military Master!"

The fleet appeared.

Qin Zhen calmed down and said, "Li Changjie must be stationed in the west of the city now, but after the fleet leaves, the news will soon reach him. When the army is coming... hurry! It must be fast!"

He glanced at the battle over there, turned around and shouted, "Hurry!"

Everyone was pushing a cart, and the speed of the large fleet was even as fast as the people were running.

The fleet was coming with the wind. Chang Jianren at the bow of the ship had already put on his clothes. He looked at the big carts and couldn't help but say ecstaticly: "This is catching the fat sheep, brothers, you're rich!"

"I'm rich!"

The navy were cheering.

It is easy to harass, but how can you snatch the enemy?

How great would it be if there were so many big cars all over gold and silver?

"There are all enemy troops ahead, more than 10,000 people... No, there is our army..."

The sound of the lookout hand stopped abruptly, and just as Chang Jianren looked up at the mast, he heard a scream.

"The people who have us are the swordsman, and they are... they actually intercepted the enemy!"

The tide flooded the reefs, but the reef kept knocking away the tides.

"Tiger!"

Knife and axe chop down.

The opponent in front of Wang Ben raised his sword in despair to block it.

The big knife is cut off, the long knife is broken, and then it is slashed down from the shoulder.

As the blood squirted, the knife and axe hand beside Wang Ben suddenly shook his body, and the long sword in his hand paused for a moment.

A long arrow accurately passed through the gap in the face armor and penetrated into his eyes.
To be continued...