Sui and Tang Dynasties Summons

Chapter 156 Yanyun Eighteen Riding

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the winner and the loser are just a thought away.

Two beams of light streaked across the sky, and the horseshoes flew up, leaving countless yellow sand behind, and collided loudly.

The veins on Yang Zaixing's right arm bulged, and the spear condensed into a whirlpool, stabbing towards Luo Cheng with a devastating offensive.

Luo Cheng waved his arms, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he looked down on Yang Zaixing. The silver gun in his hand emitted countless cold air, and he attacked Yang Zaixing ghostly.

The ice-like spears spread vertically and horizontally, making thunderous and interlacing sounds, and the two horses interlaced and made a sky-shattering hiss.

The two sounds mixed together to form a powerful air current, which swept outwards in all directions, raising curtains of yellow sand and rushing outwards like a wave.

One blue and one white, the two passed by, and the moment their eyes met, only a few light and shadows remained in the pupils of countless people
Luo Cheng reined in his horse and looked back, his handsome face was filled with horror, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, his eagle eyebrows were sunken together, and the silver gun in his hand trembled with the wind.

Kaka.

There was a sound of shattering, and the silver armor on Luo Cheng's right arm instantly shattered into several pieces and scattered all over the ground, revealing the white sleeve lapel.

Yang Zaixing, who passed by on the wrong horse, only trembled his ape's arms, and stared at Luo Cheng again, projecting an invincible spirit, and the spear in his hand kept burning like a flame with the wind.

With just one move, the marksmanship was distinguished, no matter in terms of speed or strength, Yang Zaixing was superior.

Yang Zaixing's black hair fluttered away, and the scar on his face showed his heroism to the fullest. With a slash in his hand, he said boldly: "Xiao Luo family, you are not my opponent, you should step down."

Yang Zaixing's words were like thorns, deeply hurting Luo Cheng's proud dignity.

"It is detected that Luo Cheng has entered a state of rage, force +2, basic force 97, current force has risen to 99, please pay attention to the host."

"Ahhh, I, Luo Cheng, will definitely cut you off the horse today!"

The joints kept cracking, Luo Cheng let out a low shout, his legs clamped on the horse's belly, and the bright silver gun in his hand was straightened out again, with the momentum of raging waves, it turned into a silver light and slammed towards Yang Zaixing.

Looking at Luo Cheng's violent attack from a distance, Yang Zaixing's eyes were fixed, and with a red-tasseled gun in his hand, he looked at the cloud under his crotch and violently tore through the air barrier to meet Luo Cheng.

The two horses collided, and the sparks kept rubbing against each other, making the soldiers of the two armies dazzled and stunned.

Luo Cheng's five-hook god flying silver spear flew up and down like a silver python, not letting go of every gap, unleashing an offensive like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, stabbing at Yang Zaixing recklessly.

Yang Zaixing looked at the maddened Luo Cheng in front of him, with a calm expression on his face, the red-tasseled spear in his hand shot left and right, and the tip of the spear kept sweeping away crazy attacks like an iron curtain.

Lie Lie's murderous aura surrounded the two of them, and the two guns kept striking back and forth. Sixty or seventy rounds had passed in the blink of an eye. Luo Cheng was too desperate, and his strength gradually became exhausted. The silver gun became as heavy as lead.

Looking at the pair fighting next to him, Lu Junyi still attacked Xue Wanche with a steel spear in his cloak and rain. Xue Wanche was already at the end of his strength and could only parry and block.

"Ah, look at the gun!"

Lu Junyi yelled loudly, so startled that Xue Wanche couldn't react immediately. Seeing the situation, Lu Junyi directly swept Xue Wanche off his horse, struggled for a few times and was unable to move again, so Lu Junyi sent someone to tie him back into the formation.

While Luo Cheng was fighting wildly, he suddenly saw Xue Wanche captured alive, his mind was separated, Yang Zaixing stabbed him directly in the right shoulder, almost fell off his horse.

"No, the young master is in trouble, let's go!"

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry was the first to see Luo Cheng being shot, and led the other 17 people to rush out of the battle.

I saw the eighteen Yanyun riders attacking like black clouds covering the sky, each rider held a silver spear in one hand and raised a scimitar in the other, lying on the horse's back and killing Yang Zaixing in a strange way.

Yang Zaixing stopped his offensive and looked towards the army that was as black as the horizon to the south. He felt a chill in his bones, and a sense of fear surged in his heart.

"Haha, Yang Zaixing, I'll show you the horror of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders!"

When Luo Cheng saw Yanyun's eighteen cavalry attacking, he endured the severe pain in his right hand and laughed wildly at Yang Zaixing.

When Yang Zaixing saw Yanyun's Eighteenth Cavalry attacking him, he stopped chasing Luo Cheng, held the red-tasseled spear tightly in his hand, and stared intently at the Eighteenth Cavalry.

One hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Thirty steps.

Ten steps.

When he was ten steps away from Yang Zaixing, Yang Zaixing finally saw the Yanyun Eighteen Riders clearly, and his pupils suddenly began to shrink.

These Yanyun eighteen riders are not human at all!

Looking around, each horse under the seat has only one eye, and the horses are covered with scars, but they are extremely brave, like monsters escaped from hell.

Looking up, I saw the people in the seat, all dressed in black clothes and black hoods, surrounded by a piercing bloody smell, and the double pupils in the eye sockets were full of murderous intentions, and they had completely lost the humanity that human beings should have.

The silver gun in the right hand was rusted by blood, but it was still sharp. The scimitar in the left hand was even stained with blood that had not been wiped off, and the cold light on the blade was breathtaking.

Such a combination, this is not human at all, this is simply a butcher from hell.

In a blink of an eye, the Eighteenth Horseman had already killed him, Yang Zaixing didn't have time to think about it, he whipped his horsewhip to meet Yanyun's Eighteenth Horseman.

When a lightning-like shot came first, Yang Zaixing stabbed with his long spear, deflected the shot, and wanted to turn the spear and knock the opponent off the horse, he suddenly felt a chill on both sides.

Two shining scimitars cut across the air, turned into silver fan-shaped faces and swept towards Yang Zaixing's abdomen.

Yang Zaixing had no choice but to retract his long spear, and swung the two scimitars away. The moment he swung away, two silver spears shot towards his face.

Yang Zaixing had no choice but to pick up the gun to block left and right, dodging these two shots, so back and forth, Yang Zaixing fell into endless passivity.

Even a fierce tiger will be bitten to death by piles of ants.

In the army formation on the north side, Dongfang Sheng saw the battle, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and the pair of cold eyes under the mask felt a sense of crisis for the first time, and all the generals around him felt the same way.

"Check the information of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry."

"Under testing... Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry's strength is between 70 and 80, with a high degree of cooperation. When acting collectively, the combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. Please pay attention to the host."

After listening to the system's announcement, Dongfang Sheng raised the cold halberd slowly, ready to charge at any time.

On the battlefield, Yang Zaixing was besieged by Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders in three layers. The inner layer was wielding a scimitar, and the outer layer was poking a silver spear.

Yang Zaixing had no choice but to frantically parry and block. If he attacked, he would be in danger of being attacked anytime.

"General Yang, don't panic, Dong Ping is here to help you!"

At a critical moment, a horse with a black mane rushed out from the north side of the formation, and immediately a brave general was seen. This man was dressed in gray armor, with a pair of silver spears in his hands, and a small flag stuck behind his back.

There are a few big characters written on the flag: the brave general with two guns, this person is Dong Ping.

(to be continued O(∩_∩)O)
(End of this chapter)