Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

At this moment, Zhang Zhi, as an excellent officer, has quickly completed the assessment and judgment of the nearby battlefield: the shooting of his side killed about half of the enemy's armored cavalry, which is less than twenty cavalry.

The remaining 20 or so cavalry enemy troops are all armored and cavalry. At this moment, the slaughter mode has been launched. Including myself, the infantry who have no crossbow arrows, although they also have armor, but no shields and no long weapons. In front of the galloping horses and horses, they are like lambs to be slaughtered. Fleeing is death, and fighting is also death!

Suddenly, a light flashed in Zhang Zhi's mind, because he saw a long lance that fell to the ground. It was the one that Yao Niu'er slashed away just now. It was falling within five steps away from him. With the lance in hand, it will have the power to fight the enemy, at least, it will no longer be a one-sided slaughter!

Zhang Zhi was full of energy all of a sudden, rolled on the ground, rushed to the place where the long lance landed, picked up the long lance, and jumped up. This was the first time he used the horse lance, and it was not too much from the usual ones. Compared with the stalks of his, the horse lance in his hand is undoubtedly a lot heavier, and even with this 5-meter-long lance in his hand, it is not so easy to balance the center of gravity in the front and rear.

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Another guard on the side, Lin Guoen, ran over. He looked at the swaying horse lance in Zhang Zhi's hand and opened his eyes wide: "Brother Fu, you are..."

Zhang Zhi said solemnly: "Guoen, come, help me hold this horse lance together, I can't control it alone."

Lin Guoen suddenly realized, he sheathed the knife in his hand, and also held the handle of the lance with Zhang Zhi with both hands. With the combined efforts of the two, the lance could finally be leveled, Zhang Zhi hooked the corner of his mouth: "Grandma, Only the two of us can lift it up, how can these **** Xianbei cavalry be able to use it with one hand?"

Lin Guoen shook his head: "I don't think they use one hand, but charge under the armpit. Actually, Brother A Fu, I don't think if they use our strong crossbow, they can't use it well. I don't believe they can be single-handed like you..."

Zhang Zhi interrupted Lin Guoen's words, because he knew that this guy was a talker, and he had no time to discuss these tactics. He said solemnly: "Guoen, hold on a little bit, the two of us will control one. Ma Leng, go and stab those enemy cavalry, even if you can't stab them all at once, at least when we fight with them, our other brothers have the opportunity to go up and slash them."

Lin Guoen suddenly understood: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Afu, ah, there's one on the right..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw about ten paces from the right, one armored cavalry swept the two sergeants of the Jin army who wanted to rush up to cut him, and they flew out with blood and blood. The figure that flew backwards was like a kite with a broken string, and the death was extremely tragic.

Zhang Zhi's eyes widened in anger, he turned his lance, and with a roar of a tiger, he ran out at the same pace as Lin Guoen, just like the pace of the countless times of exercising, winding, and shooting the crossbow. The two had the same mind, and even the steps were exactly the same. This lance, which was more than five meters long, stabbed the Yan Jun armored cavalry that had just killed two Jin army crossbowmen.

This armored cavalry has rushed back and forth three or four times. The tip of his lance has already been dyed blood red. It can be seen how many Jin army sergeants have been killed. Just now, he swept away two Jin soldiers and was proud to take it away. The reins of the horses, the mad laughter of the horses, a kind of domineering arrogance between the world and the other, after all, this way of rushing to kill the enemy with only light weapons and short soldiers in hand is no different from stabbing a wooden target in normal training.

However, a killing intent combined with a strong wind came from the left side. The Yan Jun armored cavalry also quickly sensed the threat. He turned his head and saw a bright long lance, stabbing towards him. He was less than five steps away from his right side.

Yan Jun Jiaqi sucked in a breath of cold air, hurriedly waved the lance in his hand, swung to the right, and dialed the lance that stabbed at him.

I only heard a "bang", the two lances intersected, and the lances slammed together fiercely. The Yanjun Jiaqi felt a huge force coming from the lances, and the lances in their hands swayed upwards, while the opposite side. The lance that stabbed at him also smashed to the ground. .

Zhang Zhi and Lin Guoen also felt the same way, a force smashed the thorn down, the tip of the lance sank and fell to the ground. The lance, which was supposed to stab the knight, was dragged to the ground.

Zhang Zhi suddenly had a flash of light in his mind and shouted, "Sweep his horse's legs!"

Lin Guoen also reacted instantly, because the power controlled by Zhang Zhi in the rear on the lance had obviously changed from thorn to horizontal. He added a force, and two powerful crossbowmen manipulated the lance. Sweeping horizontally, it hit the right hind leg of the war horse.

The sharp lance, like a blade, brutally cut through the horse's leg. This poor horse's right hind calf was immediately separated from the thigh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The blood flowed like a stream, accompanying it His grief sighed, but he couldn't stand any longer. As soon as his body was tilted, he fell to the ground with a bang, and along the way, he also threw the cavalry of the Yan army on horseback to the ground.

This unfortunate Yan Jun Jiaqi originally wanted to use the power of this swing to smash Zhang Zhi and Lin Guoen down. This is exactly the pecking technique similar to Gefa, and it is also a basic technique of Ma Lan. But I didn't expect that the other party would lose the horse's leg with one move.

His body suddenly lost his balance and was thrown out. The moment he flew out, he let go of his hand, abandoned the horse lance, and took advantage of the situation to touch his back. The experience of countless battles gave him the This is almost an instinctive reaction, because a hammer is still stuck on his back. It is a secondary weapon used for close combat. After landing, whether he can survive depends on it!

But Zhang Zhi's movements were faster than him. While cutting off the horse's leg, Zhang Zhi also let go of his hand and ran out quickly. , just when the Yan Junjia cavalry was struggling to pull out the hammer, Zhang Zhi's foot stepped down heavily, just hitting his hand that touched the handle of the hammer. The Yan Junjia cavalry screamed, and he heard it. The sound of his right hand fractured metacarpal bone.

Immediately afterwards, another huge force hit the side of his head. This time, it was Zhang Zhi's other foot, which flew up and kicked his head fiercely. He kicked Zhang Zhi's right toe off, but this time the damage to Yan Jun's armored cavalry was even greater. He only felt that his head was about to explode. Blood was spewing from his seven orifices. Nothing could be heard except a "humming" sound. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!