Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 162 The Beginning of the Prairie Nightmare

"Give it to me, die!"

The female elephant rider sneered, raised her hammer and jumped high.

The next moment, it was like a cannonball smashing into the midst of thousands of troops. The power of its fall alone was enough to shake the mountains. The ground cracked dozens of meters in an instant and sank more than ten feet deep. The surrounding Mongol vanguard troops had no time to dodge and were blown away by the huge impact.

I saw Huhasa being smashed into a meat paste by a hammer.

Hundreds of Mongol infantrymen were killed in one blow.

The Mongol troops that were coming from farther away to surround and kill them were a little scared.

Killing on the battlefield never happens overnight.

That female dragon rider, displaying her indestructible body and charging forward with two thousand-pound hammers in hand, was not an isolated case. On this battlefield, more than a dozen similar figures were engaged in crazy killing.

"choke!"

A sharp blade light broke through the air three hundred feet and slashed towards dozens of female dragon riders.

The knife strike was extremely sudden, as if it had been planned long ago.

"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die." A female rider smashed the gun in her hand, and her figure soared into the air, rushing towards the shot spear like lightning. She was able to arrive first, and in a flash she crossed hundreds of feet, and then with one gun she directly stabbed the sword master hiding in the dark to death.

Sword Dao Celestial Phenomenon?
She is a land fairy!
When charging on horseback, she is a dragon rider, and when she is away from the horse, she is a land fairy.

"Temur, is that her mother?" The sword-wielding celestial being who was nailed to the ground by a gunshot was full of resentment and regret before his death. He had agreed to serve only as a tribute to the Mongols, so why did he fight against the masters of the Ming army on the battlefield?

When the Dragon Riders suddenly appeared, he suddenly realized that these were not just a group of delicate female riders, but an invincible army.

At a glance, there are dozens of Zhixuan everywhere, in the same state.

There were also many female knights who looked over and locked onto him with their aura when he made that ultimate strike.

Those were clearly not ordinary cavalry, but...

Land fairy! ! !

This is why he died with his eyes open.

Whose army, with less than a few thousand men, hides dozens of land immortals and dozens of celestial grandmasters?
Is this normal?

The Mongol Yuan Dynasty's sword and celestial phenomena felt like they were being tricked.

“It’s a perfect time.”

"Ning Haohai, thank you for the opportunity you fought for me."

At this moment, a Mongol celestial figure, thinking that it had seized the opportunity, wanted to capture the leader first, so it flew into the sky and rushed into the Dragon Cavalry formation like an arrow.

His speed was extremely fast, like a wisp of green smoke, and he arrived at the battlefield of thousands of meters in an instant.

But when he rushed into the Dragon Riders, he was stunned for a moment: "Dozens of celestial phenomena, no, this is not..."

"puff!"

Before Meng Yuantianxiang could finish his words, he was blasted into pieces.

Among the Youlong Riders who collectively took the Jiaolong Tonic Soup to complete their transformation, the weakest one had reached the Zhixuan Realm. The eighteen female Riders who had synchronized their strength with Gu Santong had their Qi and blood energies increased several times, and it was difficult to find an opponent in the same realm.

There are also eighteen land immortals protecting the formation.

Cao Xueyang, a man who is comparable to a god, controls the four directions.

He was just a celestial phenomenon, trying to play the trick of taking the general's head from among thousands of troops in front of them.

Even Cao Xueyang had to praise him as a "warrior"!
After two rounds of charge, the tens of thousands of troops of the Mongol vanguard were almost all killed or wounded, and the remaining troops fled in all directions. The Youlong Cavalry did not give them any chance at all.

The Hu Lan cavalry to the north of the Mongols also encountered great trouble.

Before this battle, they had long been prepared for the southerners to go back on their word, so when the southern vanguard was blocked, they didn't take it too seriously, nor did they think they would be annihilated in a short time. They were ready to rush to the rescue. However, just as the Hu Lan cavalry was about to rush to the southern battlefield, they suddenly saw a powerful cavalry force coming into view from the plains north of Yibula Mountain!

Thousands of riders were like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.

The commander of Hu Lan's Iron Cavalry had his pupils shrunk into pinholes as he stared in horror at the rising sun, which was illuminating the nine provinces and seemed to make the world a silvery white. Suddenly, the Iron Cavalry broke into his sight without any warning!
"Heavy cavalry?"

"How could the Ming Dynasty have such heavy cavalry?"

"No, that's not right. This is..." Tuotuomu lost his voice in shock. An information suddenly appeared in his mind: "The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry. That's the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty."

"This is indeed a trap set by the Southerners."

"boom!!"

Something happened that shocked Tuotuomu.

The great snow dragon rider charged forward like heavy snow, seemingly slow, but in fact incredibly fast.

In just a few breaths, it was almost right in front of them.

"defense!!!"

Tuotuomu only had time to shout out this order.

The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry was like a rampaging dragon, crushing all living things that blocked their sight. Wearing heavy armor, each spear weighed a thousand pounds, and with one sweep, dozens of Hu Lan Iron Cavalrymen were shattered.

"Pfft, impossible, this isn't the Great Snow Dragon Rider, this is a demon."

"I can penetrate heavy armor, so why can't I hurt them?"

"Damn, they are..."

One man died, and the other master finally used up his last breath and issued a warning: "Retreat quickly, there is something wrong with this army. Their martial arts level is not weaker than Zhixuan. Everyone has tempered their diamond physique. We cannot resist it. Run!!"

The process from 'withdrawal' to 'escape' was short.

However, the Hu Lan cavalry, whose front had been broken through by the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, had no chance to escape even if they wanted to.

No defense, no looking back.

The Snow Dragon Cavalry, covered in heavy armor and known to everyone as the Mysterious Cavalry, caused Tuotuomu and the 30,000 Hulan cavalry he led to face the biggest nightmare of their lives.

No matter whether it was the sharp spears and swords in their hands, or the true qi of the Mongolian masters hidden in the army, it was like scratching an itch when it fell on the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

Not to mention causing harm, we can't even do anything to stop them.

They could only watch them wreak havoc and kill until they perished in despair.

Tuotuomu tried to resist and tried to break through.

But facing the brutal charge of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, he could not find any chance at all. Some people crossed their arms and held their spears, single-handedly blocking hundreds of cavalrymen. As a result, the Mongol cavalry not only failed to knock them away, but killed dozens of them.

"Hahaha!"

"The Eternal Heaven does not favor our Great Yuan!"

"I will never come back to this damn world again."

Tuotuomu looked at the Snow Dragon Cavalry that was slowly surrounding him, cried out in grief, drew the scimitar in his hand and decisively committed suicide. Before he died, he glared at the sky as if questioning something.

Do they really live in the same world?

Otherwise, why could the Snow Dragon Riders in front of him become so deformed?

I thought it was just heavy cavalry, but it turned out to be the kind of heavy cavalry everyone pointed at, mixed with dozens of astronomical masters playing the pig to eat the tiger. How can I play this?

(End of this chapter)