Martial Sage

The summer sun disappeared, and a large cloud of clouds floated over.

Fighting resounded across the sky, and the crowd swept like water.

A group of primitive barbarians were carrying wooden shields, copying stone axes and hammers, and rushing towards the cavalry team of Datang with disheveled hair. There was no trace of fear in the blood-red eyes, and the continuous team did not form a square formation at all. Meaning, bare feet trampled on the ground with a roar.

"for freedom!"

"For a better tomorrow!"

General Goguryeo riding a horse saw this spectacular scene, licked his lips, pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed.

"For the benevolent King Gaisuwen, for my brave people, the opportunity to atone for their sins and make meritorious deeds has arrived!"

"Chong, kill these damn Tang people!"

"kill!"

The phalanx of the Datang Cavalry quickly adjusted, screaming loudly, footsteps, and horse hooves bursting across the open field, rushing toward these barbarians who did not have any formation.

Countless sturdy horse legs were tumbling frantically, and among the fast-advancing front line, densely packed arrows shot from the horse's back to the sky, tracing a long trajectory, and crashing down.

The figure with various wooden boards splashed blood in the rain of arrows, and a piece of wild body fell along with it. The death row barbarians without any protective armor fell to the ground as they rushed, sharp piercing through the thin. The board, nailing the back of the hand to the board, evoked a scream of "Ahhhhh".

Maybe it was too long in this high-pressure life, or maybe the previous reward was too tempting.

Even though the warm plasma sprayed their faces and their eyes were red, the figures of these soldiers never retreated or even stopped.

Yuchi Baolin watched the gradually clearer faces and the word prisoner looming on her forehead, a sneer hung on the corner of her mouth.

"This Goguryeo is clever. He sent some condemned prisoners here. Is this sharpening our swords for Datang?"

Between the words, the front lines crashed together.

Under the charge of the horses, the wooden shield made a crisp cracking sound. The scattered sawdust was accompanied by the sound of ribs breaking, and the silhouettes of people were thrown away, and they hit the prisoners behind.

Countless death row prisoners fluttered from the front line, and the blood mist rose and spread.

Among the cavalry troops who were obstructed from the charge, a spear shot out like a forest.

Puff puff.

The muffled sound piercing the flesh spreads from the front line.

The crowds of condemned prisoners seemed to be indifferent to life and death at this moment, suicidally hitting the rows of edged walls.

The warm and bloody breath spread, and the soldiers pushing the dead companions in front of them, squeezed and deflected the spears, and squeezed out the stone hammer in their hands.

Smashed the horse's head and collapsed its ribs.

Amidst the painful neighs of the horses, the prisoners screamed restlessly.

Duan Zan raised the bloody Tang knife and chopped off a barbarian's head. The excited roar disappeared in an instant. When the Tang knife was taken out, blood stains spewed and red and white liquid was thrown on the ground.

"Fucking! They are really desperate masters!"

Gao Zhen's spear picked up the death row who wanted to smash his crotch horse, and screamed fiercely.

"Mother, protect your hips, be careful not to come back!"

"On the front line, get off the horse and fight with these barbarians!"

During the words, smashed a rushing brute and shouted at Duan Zan on the side.

"Don't pester these barbarians!"

"Catch the thieves and kings, rush out and catch the generals behind!"

The sword in his hand was rounded and suddenly violently swept across the semicircle. After sweeping the two figures of bandits, taking advantage of this emptiness, Duan Zan looked behind the soldiers.

Through the blood mist, the officer looked at the crowd fighting together from afar, and there was no way in his expression that was pitiful.

"This damn thing is really a dog officer who is stubborn with life, and sent this group of soldiers with rotten guns and clubs to die! He is watching the fire from the other side behind."

Instinctively disgusted in his heart, Duan Zan shook the horse's rein violently, clamped his legs to the horse's belly, and shouted.

"Guardian, take your life!"

The hip horse jumped over the head of the barbarian under his feet and ejected.

The general who was still waiting saw a horse leaping into the death row, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This Great Tang is really a Hidden Dragon and Wolong! A boy of this age, who has such courage, is a plastic talent."

The lieutenant beside him didn't even agree with him at all, staring at the figure of the condemned prisoner who ploughed over him, his heart was suddenly startled.

Pulling the general beside him, he brought out a touch of horror.

"This young general seems to be coming for us! General, stay away from the edge for the time being."

When the voice fell, soldiers rushed up behind him.

"A trivial pawn, you are actually slaughtering rats with no blades, why not be afraid!"

"When I pick up my head, I will exchange two rewards!"

The dashing figure almost had no time to stop it, and it was already ten steps away.

When the horses crossed, Duan Zan raised the knife and fell, and the heads of the armored soldiers rose into the sky, leaving half of the headless corpse and galloping forward for a few steps, crashing the horse.

The head that was thrown into the sky was strung up by Duan Zan's spear, and he dashed to the sky and shouted loudly.

"There are tens of thousands of people, so there is no one to fight?"

The human head pierced diagonally on the spear shaft was stained with blood and hung in front of the horse's head. Under the sunlight, the pierced cold blade was particularly eye-catching.

An unstoppable, menacing feeling made the headed generals retreat.

Taking a look at the rushing figure, the general turned his horse's head.

"Back to Anqing!"

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