Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 111: Beiyan’s First Army is nothing but this!

crazy.

Li Changwei, who was following behind Zhang Yuan, felt like his chest was about to explode.

Thirty riders, charge at three hundred dragon armored guards!
Afraid?

afraid.

That was the strongest military formation of Northern Yan.

He didn't look back.

The heavy breathing of the black knights behind and beside him, as well as the constantly steaming blood, all showed that everyone's blood was boiling.

"Kill, kill, kill..." Chang Ning on the side kept whispering, as if he had gone crazy.

So what about the First Army of Northern Yan?

So what if the enemy is ten times stronger?

Staring at Zhang Yuan's back in front of them, everyone held their breath and let their blood boil.

For this one time, I will die without regrets!
The war horses are as fast as the wind and their gallops are as loud as thunder.

Two hundred feet away, Zhang Yuan had already taken out a folding crossbow from the bag beside the saddle of his war horse.

Holding the handle with one hand, buckle the front beam of the crossbow onto the stirrup, and pull hard. The four sets of pulleys will rotate at the same time and the bowstring will be tightened.

In the rear, all the soldiers strung their bows at the same time.

The Black Cavalry practiced the string-hanging movement for ten days in the camp outside Luyang City.

Hang the string with one hand and press the crossbow flatly.

"wind--"

"wind--"

"wind--"

"Gale——"

With a sharp scream that pierced the air, arrows were shot out one after another, piercing the Dragon Armor Guards who were forming a formation in the front.

It's not scattering, it's cumulative radiation.

Everyone's crossbow arrows followed the direction of the arrow in Zhang Yuan's hand and hit the left rear corner of the Dragon Armor Guard formation.

Nearly a thousand arrows fell like raindrops in an area of ​​two meters in radius, covering the bodies of the three Dragon Armor Guards there.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

A box of arrows was shot out, and no one looked at the results of the battle. Everyone let go of the crossbows in their hands, letting them hang on the edge of the saddle, and held the long swords again.

At this time, the Black Cavalry was less than thirty feet away from the Dragon Armor Guard's formation.

On the bank of the river, Liang Qiyuan looked at the charging cavalry, his face revealing a hint of complexity and an unsuppressible surprise.

Although the Shanyue Sect has a deep background in the imperial court, it is still a sect of the martial arts world.

There are many elites in the sect, but only a few have the ability to lead the army and charge into battle.

The Shanyue Sect was already divided, with its disciples serving in the court and the military, and no one could stand out and possess the power to lead.

Perhaps this is what the court wants to see.

However, the sect has been considering whether it is possible to make its disciples more cohesive in the court.

"Charge the formation unparalleled..."

Liang Qiyuan whispered softly, watching Zhang Yuan point the long sword in his hand forward and lead thirty black cavalrymen to charge at the Dragon Armor Guards.

The power and pressure of the Grandmaster level blasted out from Liang Qiyuan, preventing the blood, evil spirits, and military spirits of the three hundred Dragon Armor Guards from turning around.

A Grandmaster can kill three hundred Dragon Armor Guards, it just takes time.

At this time, Zhang Yuan led the Black Cavalry to charge, but he saw that the Dragon Armor Guards were fighting the Grandmaster with all their strength and could not deal with the Black Cavalry at all.

He is not stupid. If he didn't have the opportunity, how could he charge into the Dragon Armor Guards with thirty black cavalrymen?

Although the Black Cavalry is powerful, they are only the Black Ice Platform War Cavalry in Zhengyang County of the Great Qin. How can they be compared with the First Army Guard of the Northern Yan Royal Family?

With a master in charge, and all the enemy's plans failing, there is no chance for a fight anymore. Such an opportunity will never come again in a lifetime.

Today, as long as the Black Cavalry can break through the Dragon Armor Guard's formation, Zhang Yuan will be a legendary existence on the Black Ice Platform.

With his unbeatable record of leading thirty cavalrymen to defeat three hundred dragon-armored guards, who in the Qin army would not value Zhang Yuan?

After this battle, no one in the Qin Dynasty would accept him as a guard without any position or power.

What the Qin Dynasty lacks most is leading generals.

There is always something missing.

"Yu——"

A voice was heard from the Dragon Armor Guards.

As top combat guards, the soldiers of the Dragon Armor Guard not only have a cultivation level of at least the middle stage of the acquired realm, but have also been in the army for ten years and have experienced hundreds of battles.

When the black cavalry charged, the Dragon Armor Guards had already changed their formation. Dozens of soldiers combined their blood and qi with demonic energy to form a solid wall, blocking the cavalry.

In the distance, Feng Lan on the roof of Dingyang Tower clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white.

Bai Shaoting and Du Ling held their breath.

The collision between the Black Cavalry and the Dragon Armor Guards at this time was no longer just a confrontation between the two armies, but also a battle between the armies of Great Qin and Northern Yan.

It represents the military strength of the two countries.

"boom--"

Zhang Yuan's cavalry crashed into the thin wall of light in front of him, but even with a force of a thousand pounds, he was unable to break the wall of light.

The cavalry's charge was blocked!
At this time, the cavalry from behind had arrived. If Zhang Yuan could not break through the light wall, he would be piled up with the cavalry from behind, and the thirty black cavalry would collide with each other and be killed or injured instantly.

"kill--"

Zhang Yuan slashed with the knife in his hand. A faint edge shone through the blade, attracting the black tiger martial spirit beast behind him to strike with a claw.

"Click——"

The wall of light blocking the path shattered with a sound.

Zhang Yuan's cavalry rushed forward and crashed into the red-armored warriors holding spears.

The soldier's face flushed red, blood was flowing from all his orifices, and his body was pressed tightly against Zhang Yuan's cavalry.

In front, the blood and demonic energy of the red-armored soldiers gathered together, entwined with the red armor on their bodies, forming a line.

Military formation, demon formation.

The armor worn by the Dragon Armor Guards is demon armor, which is forged from demon scales and can gather demonic power.

Zhang Yuan pressed his palm on the warhorse's neck.

At this moment, his body seemed to be integrated with the warhorse, and the energy of his blood and true essence merged with the energy and blood in the warhorse's body.

The men and horses became one, and they broke through the enemy's formation.

The warhorse, which had originally lowered its head, neighed loudly to the sky and stepped forward with its front paws.

"Bam—"

The red-armored soldier blocking the front had his chest crushed by a kick from the warhorse, and the iron hoof stepped into his chest and abdomen, causing blood to spurt out!

The cavalry leaped forward and knocked over the two red-armored soldiers. Zhang Yuan swung the long sword in his hand horizontally, and the dazzling blade cut off the stabbing spear, and the blade also cut off two arms.

Breaking through the defense, the cavalry moved faster and faster.

The triangular cone formation in the rear pushed aside the red-armored soldiers and drove in like a wedge.

Zhang Yuan chopped left and right with the knife in his hand.

If you rush into the army and lose your speed, you will have to rely on the bravery of the leading general to fight your way out.

The Qi, blood and true essence were not too powerful, and Zhang Yuan only displayed the strength of the barely innate realm.

If he showed too much strength, he would be disconnected from the Black Cavalry formation behind him.

If he rushed too fast, the troops behind him would not be able to keep up.

When an army charges into battle, it is not the strength of one person, but the strength of an entire army.

On the Dingyang Tower, Feng Lan felt a tightness in her heart and tears blurred her eyes as she watched the war cavalry, which was like a black reef, collide with the red armor surging on the waves.

That is the army of the Qin Dynasty.

That is the backbone of the Qin Dynasty.

She took a deep breath and slammed her fist on the railing in front of her with a loud "bang".

"Whose sons are buried inside the walls——" The sonorous and inspiring singing sounded and floated from Dingyang Tower.

"Whose girl is wearing red makeup in her dream?"

"If there is a soul coming back."

"And remember to drink a bowl of soup I made myself."

……

The singing was faint and matched with the shouts, breathing, clashing and waving of weapons of the charging riders.

Songs in the distance, blood nearby.

Waving sword.

Galloping war horses.

Zhang Yuan could feel that there was a mysterious power of heaven between heaven and earth.

That strength is combined with the bravery in the Qin people's blood. It is the arrogance and tenacity that comes from their bones.

"kill--"

With a long shout, the blade fell. Zhang Yuan held the knife in his left hand and pulled out the goose feather from his waist with his right hand.

With two swords in his hands, his blood and energy surged, his true energy flowed around his body, and a cold light flowed on the blades.

The cavalry followed his wishes and accelerated suddenly, knocking away the red armor blocking the way in front and leading the black cavalry behind to charge forward.

rush.

rush.

Rush!
The coldness on the blade was dyed red by blood, and then watered by the blood into a fiery heat.

The war cavalry's triangular battle formation has become loose, and the black tiger martial spirit is already crumbling.

All the soldiers were exhausted, with only their passion to sustain them.

"How can you say you have no clothes——"

Zhang Yuan held the knife in his hand and shouted to the sky.

"With you as a fellow soldier—"

Li Changwei and the soldiers behind him laughed loudly and used up their last bit of strength to keep up.

"boom--"

The faint shadow of the black tiger condensed again. As Zhang Yuan slashed with his sword, the front suddenly opened up and the river rippled.

Killed through!

The strongest guards of Northern Yan, the Dragon Armor Guards, were killed by the Black Cavalry!
"what--"

Zhang Yuan laughed loudly towards the sky and galloped on his horse.

The black cavalrymen who rushed out from the red army formation in the rear followed, all laughing heartily.

The First Army of Northern Yan is nothing but this!

Rushing in front of Liang Qiyuan, the warrior turned around and stood up, looking at the black cavalry rushing towards him, and Zhang Yuan shouted loudly.

"My Great Qin Black Cavalry—"

(End of this chapter)