The Peerless God-level System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 97 Ancient Tank
Luo Yi let out a breath, let go of his hand, and the sharp mace arrow shot out, passing over the battlefield in an instant, directly shooting into the formation of the Wuxi barbarian army, and pierced deeply into the arrow that Shamoke had just sat on with a sound. On the shaft of the carriage.

Samoke's expression was cold, and Bao Long, who was standing beside Samoke, looked even more awe-inspiring!

Wuxi Mansu is proud of his martial arts and his outstanding archery skills. He did not expect that there would be such a master of archery among the Han people!

Sha Moke took a deep breath, straightened his majestic body from the horseback, raised his strong right arm high above his head, and swung forward fiercely.

"Wuxi barbarian warrior, attack..."

Following Sha Moke's order, in the coalition phalanx, [-] barbarian cavalry began to gather momentum.

"Boom! The hidden mission has been triggered, resist the attack of the coalition forces, defend the Hengshan Pass, reward 50 Glory Points for successful missions, fail the mission, the charm value of the host is -2."

There is no room for choice at all, this battle can only be won, not defeated.

Suddenly, Wuxi barbarian howled and rushed over!

In front of the formation of the third army, Luo Yi looked coldly, raised his right arm leisurely, and the orderly standing beside Luo Yi instantly raised the blue command flag in his hand, and waved it vigorously into the air twice!
In front of the gate, the phalanx of the third army waiting in full force flashed away, leaving a passage in the middle that only allowed two cavalry to walk side by side. Appearing like a ghost, the heavy armor made of bronze exudes a miserable cold light under the setting sun, and the endless chilling atmosphere permeates Yuan Jun's formation.

This is Yanyun Eighteen Riders.

The vests and armors were re-customized by Yuan Yao for them. Yanyun Eighteen Riders entrusted Yuan Yao's hope of transforming the ancient army into a special army.

Luo Yi waved his right arm forward lightly, and an inexplicable scream roared out from the formation of the third army, sweeping towards the surging Wuxi barbarians like a mad dragon sweeping through the air.

At this moment, even Yuan Yao's expression was extraordinarily gloomy. Yanyun Shibaqi was a lone wolf in the desert, and in their eyes, all barbarians deserved to die.

Eighteen cavalry, facing a thousand cavalry, this kind of courage made Yuan Yao admire him.

"drive……"

"what……"

"drink……"

The frenzied scolding sounded instantly, and the eighteen Yanyun cavalry descended like a tiger, filed out from the narrow passage, and greeted the Wuxi barbarian cavalry rolling forward.

The frenzied iron hooves trampled heavily on the dry and cold sand, rolling up smoke and dust, confusing the dark sky.

"Qiangqiang..."

Amidst the grating sound of metal rubbing, Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry pulled out two sharp machetes over five feet in length from the back of the saddle at the same time.

The Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry who rolled forward grew two ferocious fangs in an instant, and the sharp blades connected left and right, forming an icy line, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun and reflecting the cold flames, which is eye-catching Chilling.

This is the heavy tank and chariot of the cold weapon era conceived by Yuan Yao. Yuan Yao is not considered a military genius, but as a modern person who has traveled through time, he can be said to be well-informed. But they all understand.

Add two scimitars to the armored horse first, just like three people on the same horse, fighting together at the same time, no one dares to stop.

"Hiss..."

There was a sound of breathing in the Wuxi Barbarian formation, and Sha Moke couldn't help but gasp, what the hell is this?

Even people and riders are wrapped in thick armor?With such a terrifying weight, the horses couldn't bear it at all. How did these damned Yuan Jun do it?

How could Shamoke know that Yanyun Shiba's war horse had a horseshoe.

"Wow..."

The little leader of the Wuxi barbarian who took the lead in the charge shouted loudly, and the one hundred Wuxi barbarian cavalry rushed forward one after another with their swords on their saddles, unloaded their horn bows from their shoulders, drew their bows and set up arrows.

In an instant, sharp Spike arrows shot up from the formation of Wuxi barbarian cavalry, intertwined in the air and stabbed fiercely at the head of Yanyun's eighteen cavalry formation.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Spike feathers and arrows are as dense as locusts, falling from the sky!

"Ding…"

"clang…"

"puff…"

The sharp Spike arrows ruthlessly shot at the heavy armor of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, and there was a crisp crashing sound amidst the frenzied hooves of the horses, and the arrows that were as dense as locusts bounced off one after another.

Yanyun's eighteen riders were unharmed, and the tiger's descent was not hindered at all.

"Roar..."

The leader of the Wuxi barbarian roared, his eyes were about to burst, he shook his hands and dropped his horn bow, pulled out the scimitar from the back of the saddle, and swung it forward fiercely, the Wuxi barbarian cavalry behind him howled like wild wolves in an instant.

They returned their bows and arrows one after another, pulled out their scimitars with their backhands, and rushed towards Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry.

"boom…"

The turbulent cavalry of the two armies finally collided unstoppably. In an instant, brilliant blood sprayed, and the battlefield was full of people on their backs.

With the powerful inertia formed by the fast sprinting of the horse, the sharp machete that traversed the side of Yanyun Shiba's horse became a terrible nightmare that the Wuxi barbarians could not get rid of.

"Pfft..."

The sharp scimitar easily sliced ​​through the mounts of the Wuxi barbarian cavalry, and the formation formed by Yanyun's eighteen cavalry was like a thousand-year-old dragon, devouring the oncoming Wuxi barbarian cavalry in an extremely tragic way.

The Wuxi barbarian horses, riding one after another, hissed and fell to the ground, knocking off the Wuxi barbarians on their backs, and then being trampled into flesh by the surging iron hooves.

"Ah ah ah..."

A Wuxi barbarian cavalry howled, split the sky with a scimitar in his hand, and slashed down obliquely towards the shoulder of one of the eighteen Yanyun cavalry.

"clang……"

The sharp scimitar slashed fiercely at the armor swallowing beast on Yanyun Shibaqi's shoulder, and there was a fierce sound of metal and iron clashing immediately.

The scene of blood spattering expected by the Wuxi barbarian cavalry did not happen, and the eighteen riders who rode Yanyun were unharmed, and coldly cut the Wuxi barbarian cavalry's throat with a backhand knife.

"puff…"

"Pfft..."

The blood splattered, and a smear of blood shot out from the Wuxi barbarian's throat like an arrow. Almost at the same time, the sharp curved horse running across the side of Yanyun eighteen's horse also cut the Wuxi barbarian's horse's neck.

"Xi Lv Lv..."

"boom…"

Wuximan's horse raised its head and let out a mournful hiss, and both the man and the rider collapsed, causing smoke and dust to splash all over the sky in an instant.

The same scene was staged everywhere on the battlefield. The Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry equipped with thick copper armor and sharp scimitars looked like iron beasts covered in iron armor and full of fangs.

The poor leather armor and scimitars of the Wuxi barbarian soldiers could not resist at all. When the two armies crossed, the originally thick Wuxi barbarian cavalry formation had become sparse and few remained, and most of them were wounded.

On the other hand, among the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun, none of them was left behind.

Although Wuxi Man is brave, they lack perseverance. They belong to the kind of people who are invincible, but once they are frustrated, they become a pile of mud.

The frightened Wuxi barbarian cavalry no longer dared to compete with the demonic Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, and fled around the front facing the two wings, and circled back to the rear of the coalition army.

At the rear of the coalition forces, Shamoke couldn't believe his eyes!A thousand barbarian warriors riding Wuxi were defeated by eighteen Yuan Jun cavalry, and it was a disastrous defeat!
is this real?
When did Yuan Jun's cavalry become so powerful, eighteen cavalry were so powerful, wouldn't the tens of thousands of cavalry want to wipe out everything?
However, the fact of blood tells Sha Moke ruthlessly that the warriors of Wuxi barbarians with a thousand riders were indeed defeated by the eighteen riders of Yanyun!

Wuximan's defeat was due to Yanyun's eighteen riders who were all outstanding in their bravery, and Wuximan's fox-fake tiger prestige, which was caused by self-disorder. To fight back.

(End of this chapter)