Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 607 The last motivational morale

Mo Dao soldiers are all tall and mighty soldiers carefully selected from among the soldiers. They are all at least seven feet five in height, and some are even close to nine feet in height. They wear thick armor and hideous masks. When standing in front of the formation, he was more than half a head taller than ordinary soldiers, very eye-catching.

Against the cavalry, the soldiers of Modao Formation adopted another attack mode.Hold the handle with both hands, and use the long sharp blade to slash directly.The Mo Dao soldiers themselves are tall and long, and with the Mo Dao comparable in length to the spear soldiers, often the long Mo Dao has already been cut in front of the eyes before the cavalry's swords and cavalry spears have time to hand them out.

Although the Xianbei cavalry hesitated for a moment when the tall and mighty Mo Dao soldiers appeared at the front of the Han army formation, but under the urging of the horns, the Xianbei cavalry shouted and continued to charge forward!
Huang Cheng is no longer the soldier of Mo Dao, because he has more important responsibilities. He needs the dispatch of the whole field and command of all the soldiers. Not only himself, but also will bring terrible disasters to the soldiers of the whole formation.

So now the team leader of Mo Dao Bing, that is, the tallest man who is nearly nine feet tall, named Wei Du, named Yifu, because he can eat too much, so his family can't afford to support him. Hearing that Fei Qian is recruiting soldiers, he just Baba came here, not asking for much money, but asking for a full meal...

At that time, Huang Cheng had taken a fancy to him and was selected into Mo Dao Bing.

The people selected for Mo Dao Bing are naturally strong men, but the most edible among them is Wei Du. He can eat three or four people alone...

But full of food and tall, Wei Du is like blowing up a balloon, bigger than when he first entered Mo Dao Bing, and his strength is becoming more and more tyrannical. The trick is to rely entirely on the brute force of one's own muscles, to be able to play the heavy Mo Dao, which is nearly [-] kilograms, as if it is holding a small wooden stick, and naturally become the leader of the Mo Dao Bing.

The Xianbei cavalry rushed forward and saw Wei Du standing in front of him like a half iron tower, even his face was hidden under the mask of the evil spirit. He aimed his lance at Wei Du, ready to pierce him through with horsepower.

Wei Du let out a dull roar behind the mask, and then violently lifted the long Mo Dao backhand from bottom to top!
The one-piece Mo Dao made of [-]-year fine steel, with a long, sharp and bright blade, seems to be cut even if you look at it. On this autumn afternoon, under the slanting sunlight, In Wei Du's hand, a flaky sword glow flashed across the body of the Xianbei cavalry rushing in the front in an instant.

At this moment, under the light of Mo Dao's sword like snow and electricity, it seemed that all actions slowed down. Wei Du didn't pause for a moment, and he didn't look at the previous Xianbei cavalry, but turned from his backhand. In the forehand position, after turning the knife back, it slashed at another Xianbei cavalry obliquely!
The two Xianbei cavalrymen rushing to the front seemed to be stupid. They bumped twice on their horses, revealing a huge wound on their bodies. The whole body was divided into two obliquely, and half of the corpse slipped , blood and various liquids inside the human body were sprayed out from the cavity, and by the way, it was also thrown into the air in the chest and abdomen.

The entire battlefield seemed to be silent for a few seconds.

Several Xianbei cavalry subconsciously pulled the reins of the horses and slowed down their speed. After seeing such a terrifying scene, this action was completely human instinct, just like the skin of the arm touched a sharp tingle. Every now and then, I will shrink subconsciously.

Those devils standing in front of the Han army like iron towers one by one, with sharp, bright and long blades in their hands, are immortal, why do Han people have such strange things?

The big household on the other side of the river frowned, perhaps because of the distance. In his opinion, the new strange soldiers in the Han army formation might be more powerful than ordinary soldiers, and might also increase the strength of his own side. The casualties of soldiers, but that's all, it can't completely save the fate of the Han army's destruction sooner or later.

In the eyes of the big household, although these strange Han soldiers are a bit tricky, they are not to be feared. He only needs to send more knights, and eventually he can break through the defensive positions of the Han army. The long swords and armors held by those strange soldiers will also become his trophies.

Now that it has reached such a level, it is estimated that this is the last resort of the Han army, but Dingduo is nothing more than that, as long as they can win, they will already die anyway, one or two more people will die and one or two fewer will die What is a hundred people compared to the total number of troops of 200?
"Blow the horn! Attack! Continue to charge!" the big household ordered.

The low horn sounded again, recovered from a somewhat dazed state, and continued to charge forward.

"Knife shield, spears protect the sides of Mo Dao! Bow and crossbow, shoot!" Huang Cheng roared.

Under Mo Dao's blade, whether it is a person or a horse, a weapon or a body, it is basically a fate of two cuts, and Mo Dao soldiers wear heavy armor, even if they are stabbed by Xianbei cavalry, in addition to being able to bring a long Apart from the sparks that slipped away, it couldn't directly bring much damage to Mo Dao Bing. In addition, Mo Dao Bing was covered by sword shield players and spearmen from the side, and there were even arrows shot from the air. The Xianbei cavalry could not break through the interception of the Mo Dao soldiers, they could only turn into corpses one after another in front of the formation...

With the fall of the last Xianbei knight of the centurion, Huang Cheng's army successfully defended against a wave of Xianbei offensive.The soldiers in front of the formation couldn't help roaring, as if they were demonstrating to the Xianbei people, or as if they were emboldening themselves, or rejoicing that they were still alive...

Although Mo Daobing's battle effect was very good, Huang Cheng saw that the crisis had not been resolved. Although there were many Xianbei cavalry killed and injured before the battle, the Xianbei team on the other side of the river seemed to have not decreased at all.

Although the Mo Dao soldiers are powerful, they are not machines after all. As time goes by, continuous slashing will quickly consume the soldiers' physical strength, and once the strength decays...

"Mo Dao Bing! Wan Sheng! Han Jun Cavalry! Wan Sheng!" Huang Cheng waved the long knife in his hand and shouted towards the sky.

The guards around Huang Cheng also yelled together, and immediately all the soldiers shouted: "Modao soldiers! Wansheng! Han cavalry! Wansheng!"

This may be Huang Cheng's last boost to his morale, in order to strive for the final victory.

Or, to face the final death calmly...

Huang Chenghe wanted to use every opportunity to arouse the last ounce of courage and strength of the soldiers, otherwise, once the fighting spirit dissipated, the army formation would collapse immediately.

Although Huang Cheng knew that more people would die in the next battle, he hoped that when these soldiers died, the wounds on their bodies were in the front!

Including himself.

Even if you die, you have to face the swords and guns of the Xianbei people!
　The left eyelid twitched for a day...

　　It is definitely superstitious to say that the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster!superstitious!
　　Probably because I didn't sleep well last night...

　　Recently, the temperature difference between morning and night is relatively large. Cover it, it will be hot, and leave it open, it will be cold...

　　Moreover, the mountains are foggy in the morning and the humidity is relatively heavy...

　　It should have some effect on the body...

　　Now the little finger of my right hand feels a little numb when I wake up in the morning...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)