Chapter 645 Everyone will die
The two horses staggered, the two swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, and Fang Xiaomao's palms heated up. The other party's cultivation level was actually not inferior to his, and the other party's sword did not look any worse than the Tiger Wing Sword.
Fang Mao Mao didn't look back. He swung his arm back and took out the tiger-wing knife. Like a dragon, he took the man's vest directly. The man seemed to have eyes on his back. He killed Fang Xiaomao's knife.
Turning around and glancing at Cao Hui, the scene was a little scary.
Because Cao Hui's helmet was missing and her hair was disheveled.
Obviously, Cao Hui suffered a loss in the first battle with Xiang Wu.
Before he could take a second look, a spear was stabbed into his chest. Fang Maomao roared angrily, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the opponent's gun barrel. With a fierce force, he lifted the opponent off his horse and shook his head. He threw it out with his hands and fell into the galloping horses.
Turning around, the man leaned back slightly on his horse and threw the spear he had grabbed. With a sound of porphyry, a Chu army galloped towards him. The Chu army was penetrated by the spear in the chest. Without saying a word, he fell down and dismounted. .
After killing two people in a row, Bian had to turn his horse's head in a circle to find his earliest opponent.
His eyes swept across the battlefield, but he was shocked and angry in his heart. Within a few moments of the two sides fighting, dozens of people were killed, but the loss rate of both sides was basically one to five.
No wonder Xiang Ying is so confident that he uses this cavalry as a mobile force to fight guerrillas in all directions,
Their combat effectiveness was no worse than that of the White Tiger Brigade, or even better.
Damn it!
Fang Mao Mao cursed several times in his heart, then rode his horse to kill his first opponent again,
And the other party was coming towards him.
Obviously, neither side wanted the other to massacre their subordinates like this.
Fang Mao Mao saw Cao Hui again on the battlefield. This time, Cao Hui seemed to be in a worse situation. Half of his shoulder armor was blown away, but Xiang Wu, who was facing him, had no helmet this time.
Without waiting for a second glance, his opponent was already in front of him.
Not only Fang Mao Mao and Cao Hui were shocked and angry, Xiang Wu on the opposite side was also the same.
In the south, good horses are hard to find, and those who have mastered horse skills are becoming increasingly rare. Each of this team of more than a thousand people has an extraordinary background. Even if they are not direct descendants of the aristocratic family, they are at least side branches, with the highest level of martial arts. Those who are bad are basically at the sixth level of Qi Control.
But these people couldn't take any advantage against the cavalry in front of them.
With every charge, someone falls,
In the first encounter, someone died.
After half an hour of this extremely brutal cavalry battle, the gap finally widened.
At this time, the casualties on both sides had reached more than 50%.
Half of the troops, with one-third of the casualties, will basically lose the courage and will to fight, but now, the two troops are still fighting.
But at this time, it was the White Tiger Brigade from outside the pass that had the upper hand.
It's not because their riding skills are better, nor is it because their martial arts cultivation is higher. In fact, in terms of martial arts cultivation alone, the Chu cavalry are obviously superior.
What gave the White Tigers the upper hand was their desire to die.
The White Tiger Brigade is the same as the Qinglong Brigade. All team members are carefully selected. Each one of them is a warrior who has survived hundreds of battles. Once these people go to the battlefield, they do not regard other people's lives as their own, nor do they regard their own lives. It's your destiny.
Damn it, pull your dick!
I should have died a long time ago,
Every day now is earned.
But the Chu cavalry were different. They had good family backgrounds, high cultivation, ideals and ambitions. They never thought that death would come to them so easily. Before going to the battlefield, all enemies were like chickens and dogs in their eyes, vulnerable. The battlefield was just a place for them to earn money and a stepping stone for their promotion. However, they never thought that one day they would be like ordinary soldiers. , was killed easily.
One or two is still acceptable,
Ten or eight can still bear it,
But when familiar companions fell in hundreds on the battlefield and were trampled by countless war horses, not to mention the whole body was left dead. It became a luxury to be able to pick up some intact body parts after the war.
On the battlefield, everyone will die!
Finally, someone collapsed. After another round of charges, someone did not look back and ran away.
Excitement is contagious,
The same goes for fear.
No one was the first to escape before, everyone was still holding on,
When someone tears off the last fig leaf, there is no scruple about the rest.
They all beat their horses and fled.
When you win, you have to run faster than your companions, because you can grab more fruits of victory.
When you fail, you have to run faster than your companions, because this allows your companions to block the knife behind you.
Some people still have a chance to escape, but some people never have a chance.
The guy who was against Fang Xiaomao took the chance and ran away
But Xiang Wu, who had the highest level of martial arts training present, died!
A spear was stabbed into his chest, and the whole tip of the spear was not inserted.
Cao Hui is not having a good time either.
He was also stabbed by Xiang Wu, but his shot at Xiang Wu hit the target, while Xiang Wu's shot at him missed slightly.
It was this little bit that allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.
When Fang Maomao pulled him out of the pile of dead bodies, the guy looked at Fang Maoomao and smiled: "I traded lives with him, and he was scared, haha!"
Of course Xiang Wu is afraid!
His surname is Xiang, he is Xiang Ying's legitimate son, and he has a ninth-level cultivation of Xuanyuan. The guy opposite him, whose name he doesn't even know, came out of that corner. He exchanges one life for another. Xiang Wu feels that he Losing money.
But it was this thought that cost him his life.
"Chop off this guy's head and send it to Erdao Bridge. Let those guys see what will happen if they remain stubborn!" Fang Maomao roared.
A soldier came over, and with a flash of cold light, the head of Xiang Wu, who was once the pride of heaven and could become the next generation leader of the Chu Kingdom, was chopped off. The soldier grabbed his hair, lifted it up, and hung it casually next to the saddle. .
At Erdao Bridge, the city wall had collapsed by more than ten feet, and the collapsed part was blocked with random objects. The Chu army deployed a large number of troops in this gap and fought repeatedly with their opponents.
The reinforcements that have been waiting for a long time have not come, but the attacking enemies are attacking in turns. The string of the defenders here has been stretched to the limit, and the bandage is about to last its last breath.
The last straw that broke the camel's back was when Xiang Wu's head was hung high on the flagpole outside.
Even Xiang Wu died in the battle!
When this fact was confirmed, Erdaoqiao's resistance also collapsed in a short period of time.
The 5,000 Chu troops stationed here chose to surrender after suffering more than 3,000 casualties.
The troops of the eight towns in the south of the Yangtze River that attacked Erdao Bridge immediately turned and rushed towards the Qili Pagoda.
(End of chapter)