key to come

"When will you fight!" Shen Lang clenched Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand.

"Are you able to deal with them?" Ji Nanwei said.

"Death is sometimes a relief, it's better than becoming a walking dead." Shen Lang said: "If I am captured, remember to give me an arrow."

"Ha, good boy, you have the guts. I hope you will be so smart when you really fight." King Yan patted Shen Lang on the shoulder.

"I still don't understand." Ji Qianhe murmured, "These slaves, do their deaths make sense?"

"It's meaningful." Ji Nanwei said: "Shen Lang and you are confused, this is the meaning!"

"It's also meaningful to let our soldiers' crossbow arrows be consumed, their knives dulled, and even a little bit of flaws appear in the formation."

"When will we make a move?" Shen Lang asked.

"Wait for the order." Ji Nanwei said: "It's not the time yet, don't forget, we are cavalry, and if we rashly attack Rouran's cavalry formation at this time, we will die."

"Our encirclement has not yet formed, they want to muddy the water, only to separate our three armies."

"This is their only chance of winning!"

"Are you prepared?" Shen Lang asked.

"Yes, but nothing in this world is absolute." King Yan said, "This is war."

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"Fire arrows!"

Countless arrows shot at those slaves. Their formation was a little scattered, but they couldn't hold back Da Zhou's sufficient armaments. When they were about 300 meters away, they fell down in pieces.

"Kill me!" Chilian Khan waved the banner in his hand.

In an instant, two groups of cavalry rushed towards the sides of the front army.

The encirclement has not yet been completely formed, and the rears of the left and right armies are still weak.

This is not a war chess game, and there is no way for them to form the most favorable formation in the first place.

However, the veterans on the battlefield did not make that kind of low-level mistake, but formed an formation on the spot.

Rouran's two cavalry were like two long dragons, breaking through along the front line.

I have to say that Rouran's individual quality is really strong, and she seized the weak point at the first time, just like dismantling Da Zhou's scissor formation.

"The time has come, kill." King Yan ordered: "The cavalry who meet the right wing cannot be allowed to attack the camp of the Chinese army!"

"Yes!" Shen Lang was already hungry and thirsty.

In an instant, the [-] cavalry of the front army divided into left and right groups, charged towards both sides, biting Rouran's cavalry tightly.

It seemed that as soon as he let go, Rouran's cavalry would charge straight into the camp of the Chinese army like sharks.

Just as Shen Lang and the others were chasing, the wind direction suddenly changed.

Chapter 637

In ancient wars, the weather was really important, and changes in wind direction could even determine the outcome of a war.

The original purpose of those Rouran cavalry was to roam and kite. The riding and shooting skills of the Dazhou cavalry were not as good as theirs. As long as they made a posture to attack the Chinese army, the Dazhou cavalry could only chase them.

In the process of pursuing the battle and then trying to consume Da Zhou's cavalry, this is Chilian Khan's style of play.

However, when the wind direction changed, Rouran's leading general was overjoyed instantly, and said loudly: "Turn the horse's head and kill!"

Now Shen Lang and the others are going against the wind, while the other side has become tailwind!

I have to say that, as expected of Rouran's iron cavalry, controlling the horse at this time is as easy as drinking water and eating.

Yan Wang, who took the lead in the charge, changed his expression, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

At this time, if I turn my horse's head and retreat, I am afraid that I will be defeated by Rouran's cavalry.

At the same time, there seemed to be dark clouds gathering in the sky, which was about to rain.

The sky, which was originally clear, looked like it would turn cloudy in no time.

Shen Lang thought to himself: Here we come, let me see if I can beat Tianbanzi.

"So what about headwinds? Get closer to the Chinese army!"

Shen Lang took the lead, and countless arrows shot towards him.

From Shen Lang's perspective, those arrows seemed to slow down. Fang Tian drew a halberd, and the arrows were swept away by his halberd.

"Rush!" Shen Lang rode a horse, with his own headquarters behind him.

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to leave the army, King Yan quickly ordered: "Come on! This place is very close to the Chinese army, we have support, they are all alone!"

I saw that after King Yan gave the order, a soldier waved the flag.

The large tent of the Chinese army in the distance seemed to have received this signal, and several array flags waved again and again.

Boom, boom, boom...

The deafening drums sounded, this is the signal to charge!

After countless years of tempering, Shen Lang's martial arts had already reached a great level, and the cavalry behind him did not have Shen Lang's weapons.

brush brush...

Even if everyone's armor is excellent, there are countless people who turned over and fell.

After Da Zhou's cavalry paid a terrible price, the two sides finally began to fight each other.

Shen Lang Fang Tian waved his halberd, and his head flew directly into the sky.

Shen Lang didn't intend to stop at all, and continued to charge forward. Basically, anyone who came up against him would be mercilessly beheaded by him.

This is the current Shen Lang!

He didn't want to kill those slaves on the battlefield, those ordinary people who used to be the people of Great Zhou, but he absolutely didn't care about killing enemies for the country.

King Yan, who was protecting Shen Lang and Ji Qianhe, was secretly startled.

This kid is on the battlefield for the first time, right?It's so adaptable.

I saw that many children from aristocratic families were pale at this time, and one uncle had his arm chopped off by a Rouran cavalry.

"Help, save me..."

puff……

This is a battlefield, not a hotbed, and no one will save him.

Usually killing people and surviving on the battlefield are completely different concepts, just like Qin Wuyang had killed people when he was a child, but he still didn't dare to do it when he saw Qin Shihuang.

Sustaining this battle means that the weather will be smooth, and if you can't survive it, you can only become the enemy's military exploits.

"Kill!" Shen Lang Fang Tian stabbed with his painted halberd, and another cavalryman flew over his head.

Cavalry fought against cavalry, countless Rouran people and Dazhou people shouted and killed together, and the entire battlefield became the most brutal arena.

Those who are afraid die quickly, and those who are fierce die quickly. Only those with both luck and strength can survive this confrontation.

Either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy.

On this battlefield, the strength of an individual is really too small. A soldier of Dazhou had just stabbed a Rouran to death, and was chopped down by another soldier of the opponent.

However, this murderous soldier didn't live long. He had just finished killing, and what greeted him were long spears, or a lot of long knives to chop them into meat.

The most savage is in the arena, and the most violent is in the battlefield.

The soldiers on both sides were red-eyed, and desperately slashed their knives at others, and then they were chopped down by others, and finally trampled to death by the crowd...

This bloody scene made people very uncomfortable, but after entering this rhythm, everyone gradually adapted to it. From the beginning, the blood, excitement, became a little numb.

The spear in Ji Qianhe's hand flew up and down, and every time he danced, a person was killed.

She quickly moved closer to Shen Lang's side, together with King Yan himself, the three of them fell into the Rouran people like three sharp knives.

boom!

At this moment, Shen Lang's Fang Tian's painted halberd encountered an obstacle, he only felt a huge force coming, blocking his Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Shen Lang's eyes were fixed, this Rouran's dress was unusual.

"Don't think about harming our soldiers again!"

The big man held a cooked copper stick and slammed towards Shen Lang one by one.

"die!"

King Yan picked up a few soldiers and handed the spear to the man.

boom!

Another machete blocked King Yan's spear.

King Yan saw that it was the general of the enemy army.

Rouran's military system follows that of the Great Zhou. The first army has two lieutenants and one chief general.

Exactly, three against three.

In this kind of battlefield, although the role of warriors is great, everyone can't borrow the vitality of heaven and earth, and the role of realm has dropped to the lowest point.

Even King Yan only has better physical fitness, greater strength, and longer endurance.

However, this is enough.

For a moment, not knowing if it was a tacit understanding, the soldiers from both sides fought separately, leaving the battlefield to Shen Lang, King Yan, Ji Qianhe, and Rouran's three generals.

In other words, when they fought, the sense of shock around them was too strong, even without the help of the vitality of heaven and earth, it was not something ordinary soldiers could bear.

At this moment, Shen Lang and the others seemed to have forgotten the surrounding battlefield, and focused on dealing with the opponent in front of them.

Shen Lang has found his own rhythm, and he started to fight back!

The general shouted sharply, raised the cooked copper stick, and Shen Lang's Fang Tian painted halberd struck like a storm.

Just listening to the sound of 'ping ping ping ping', the two sharp weapons collided, and sparks shot out!

Suddenly a thunderbolt struck from the sky, reflecting the surrounding fields and also the pale face of the general.

After Shen Lang chopped out the twelve halberds in one breath, he suddenly shouted, and the No. 13 halberd had already been slashed obliquely without hesitation.

Ding!

The general's face brightened.

Shen Lang's Fang Tian painting halberd is broken!

His cooked copper rod is a fourth-grade weapon, which is already considered a good item in Rouran, but the opponent's halberd can't help but bang so hard, it's broken!

Before he could fight back, he saw a section of the 'long stick' in Shen Lang's hand suddenly protruding out, and turned into Fang Tian's painting halberd again.

what happened?Why is it deformed?

Before he could finish thinking, Shen Lang pointed his halberd, and the broken halberd blade deformed slightly, and it slashed towards the man's head like a boomerang.

At the beginning, this move was taken by Qing Yao relying on the hardness of her body, but now it is different.

Don't look at Qing Yao's role in Shen Lang, it's just because Qing Yao's opponent is Shen Lang.

This person in front of him is not worthy to compare with Qing Yao.

With a flash of blood, a large head flew up.

That Rouran deputy general Shen Lang was not as good as his name in the end, he only knew that the other party was just a drop in the ocean on the battlefield.

Seeing that Shen Lang had killed the man, the expressions of the other two generals changed, they made a feint, and retreated decisively.

King Yan and Ji Qianhe didn't bother with them either, and continued to charge away.

Shen Lang took a deep breath, caught the force mark, and placed it on Fang Tian's painted halberd again.

This is the martial arts on the battlefield. He finally understood why King Yan taught him so. On the battlefield, where are there so many bells and whistles?

Let you change into ever-changing, all kinds of martial arts, I only need to change once.

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In the distance, Ji Nanxian was watching the battle.

The two cavalry have been fighting together, you have me, and I have you.