Chapter 14 Mengyang Shang

Ye Mingshan held the Ling flag high and looked at the magnificent cavalry coming in front of him, with a light smile at the corners of his mouth. The brigade does not have an advantage against the cavalry, but if it can form a battle array, even an army that should not exist in the world can do nothing. He proved the power of the light armored brigade, but how could he be limited to 'resistance'? If it's just defense invincible, how can he have the title of 'General Zhentian'? Ye Mingshan's hand holding the flag waved like a sword, and the battle array changed again.

The two-high bronze shield wall began to close, and the shield wall of the two wings slowly approached, and the whole shield wall was surrounded like bird wings. A huge 'concave'-shaped battle array swallowed the heroic cavalry like a huge mouth that devoured everything. The Mengyang warrior behind the shield wall slowly pushed forward with a huge shield, and the long gunner neatly launched a stab behind the bronze shield, and it was difficult for the heroic horse to escape the fate of being pierced. Ye Mingshan watched with satisfaction roaring like a beast in a cage, and the smile on his face became colder and colder. What he wanted was such an effect. He slowly forced these group of stubborn barbarians into a desperate situation and slowly plunged them into a state of death that would never turn over.

The shield wall has formed a three-sided siege, and the heroic cavalry still rushed from the side left for them. They have not yet found themselves in prison. The cavalry in the front was uncontrollably penetrated by the broken armor guns protruding from the cracks in the shield wall. The bodies of the black armored warriors on the battlefield were covered with a layer of blood, and the blood gas rose up, which made people feel cold. The power of Mengyang's step brigade lies in the overall cooperation, and the power of the heroic riding lies in the unparalleled combat effectiveness of the warriors themselves. But when they really met on the battlefield, the heroic cavalry fighting alone was not as good as cooperating with the strict Mengyang light armored brigade.

"Drink--" Mengyang Travel roared every time he pushed forward, and the shield wall slowly pushed forward, which would be eaten away little by little. For a moment, Mengyang's warrior found that the legendary invincible vigorous riding was at a disadvantage under the power of the battle array, and immediately raised his fighting spirit - the vigorous riding was not absolutely incomparable.

The king looked around and found that Mengyang was surrounded by a shield wall as strong as a turtle shell, and his cavalry was being squeezed by the turtle shell. There were no more than thousands of corpses under the shield wall, and the anger in my heart exploded violently. Su He held a heavy * and shouted a few feet apart: "Your Majesty, we are surrounded--" The king heard it and looked around. He still underestimated the power of Mengyang's light armored brigade. As if a flash, he looked up and saw Ye Mingshan, who was standing on the high platform in the center of Mengyang battle array, and their eyes looked at each other from afar. Ye Mingshan's face was so indifferent, as if the killing had nothing to do with him, like the god in charge of the reincarnation of life and death, looking at the king and his steel warrior with compassion and disdain. Ye Mingshan stared at the king closely, with a fierce light in his indifferent eyes. He stood on the high platform in the center of the battle array, looked down at the king, rubbed his right hand into a knife, lifted it to his neck, made a beheading action, and twisted a murderous smile at the corners of his mouth.

The king remembered the sentence that Ye Mingshan roared when he saluted before the war: "On the battlefield, I will slaughter you like pigs and dogs--" He couldn't help but feel a slin in his heart. He still underestimated Mengyang's General Zhentian. It turns out that there are such terrible generals in the south. The generals of the Chinassi people are brave, but this general Zhentian is a plot. The unfathomable wisdom like the starry sky made a group of ordinary brigades into an invincible battle array, which was terrible, really terrible.

However, he vowed to bring these warriors who followed his expedition to Mengyang back to the grasslands in the far north. After removing their armor, they are just ordinary grassland herdsmen, fathers, husbands, sons, and pillars of the family. How can they all be buried here? The king silently thought that he was angry, and the anger in his heart ignited his blood to the extreme. He roared, and his voice was as sad as a lone wolf under the moonlight.

The king retreated dozens of feet and rushed to the horse again, as if he didn't see the two high bronze shield walls and the blood-stained armored spears. His eyes became congested and red at this moment, like a red-eyed beast. Gao Yunma ran like an arrow. When he was about to hit the shield wall, the king suddenly stood up, and his front hoof was raised. By the high-speed charge, the horse's front hoof hit the copper shield fiercely. The bronze shield unexpectedly produced a deep crack under this smashing force, and the Mengyang warrior's arm behind the shield was shaken to pieces and fell down. The shield wall shook like a ripple on the water under the impact of the king, and the subsequent Mengyang warrior immediately went to the top to maintain the defense of the shield wall.

The vigorous cavalry of Chi Naisi, who fell into a desperate situation, followed suit one after another. They followed the king and rushed to the shield wall with their horseshoes one by one, like a torrent hitting the reef without leaving any chance to breathe. From time to time, the warriors of Mengyang Brigade were shocked by the wild impact, spitting blood and died, and the bodies behind the shield wall were also piled up high. The fierce cavalry roared every time they stepped on the shield wall. Although many warriors were killed by armor-pierced guns, this was the most effective way they found to attack the Mengyang battle array. At this time, they didn't care about anything. We must do everything to withstand the momentum of Mengyang's travel.

The cavalry keeps beating the mounts under their bodies. Who can usually bear to order the horse to speed up so cruelly? But now I can't take care of anything. If I don't rush to the Mengyang battle array quickly, it will be them who will die. If they can destroy this rock-solid defense, then sweeping the south is no longer a dream - after all, the light armor brigade of Mengyang Night Kingdom is Mengyang's most powerful force. As long as they can be defeated, Mengyang's beautiful rivers and mountains will become their most vast pasture. It can even go all the way to Mengyang's erratic city, like the god of war a hundred years ago, Zhuo Ligetu. Like Chi Nasi, he forced the arrogant Mengyang people to lower their invincible heads and become the 'down country' under the iron hooves of Chi Nasi's cavalry.

Ye Mingshan's eyes are getting colder and colder, and the China Si clan is indeed a wolf! The anxious wolf did not care about the consequences. A thick layer of blood scale on the bronze shield was about to be dyed black, and the bodies on the armor-breaking gun were strung together, which was strange and horrible. But the fierce cavalry seemed to be crazy and didn't care about this at all. They still charged and stepped on the shield wall with their horseshoes, and from time to time the copper shield was stepped on and cracked! Ye Mingshan's heart became nervous again. The momentum of the heavy armor of the vigorous riding is too terrible. Can the shield wall hold on? The shield wall is his only way to fight against the vigorous riding. If the shield wall is broken, Mengyang's walking brigade is the chopping board fish under the butcher's knife, and there is no chance of winning! Thinking of this, his fists clenched again, and the frost on his face became colder.

His eyes have been on the king, remembering what he just said: "Your son is very brave and has not humiliated the reputation of General Zhentian. He awakened another young king's determination to burn heaven and earth with his blood, and his death was worth it!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tear the man to pieces. Yuanhong, did his Yuanhong die like this? So young, dead? I haven't had time to tell him that in his heart, Yuanhong is as important as Xingchen! Maybe Yuanhong still blamed him at the moment of his death! Mengyang's prestigious General Zhentian was extremely weak at this time! He looked at the king riding on a tall war horse and raised his knife to cut the attack. Seeing the fierce expression on his face, he had a sense of powerlessness and could not kill the enemy with his own hands. At this time, he is not Mengyang's General Zhentian, just a father who wants to avenge his son...

The king was roaring, roaring, and impacting. The high cloud horse under him gasped so much that even the alveoli almost broke. He still crazily pulled the horse's buttocks and forced the war horse to accelerate - another impact, perhaps the god of war in the sky was moved by his sincere courage, and the horse's hoof finally put a bronze giant After stepping on the shield, even the people behind the shield stepped on it to death. The edge of the broken copper shield was sharp and straight into the horse's abdomen, and the horse's internal organs rolled out. Until the last moment of life, the loyal war horse maintained a charging posture. Ma'er's slender legs were tripped by her intestines and stomach and fell at the battle formation gap that broke the copper shield, where the stalk slowed down the subsequent substitute warriors down one step! Wolves on the grassland can always kill their prey, not to mention the grassland warriors who are faster than wolves? The king jumped up step by step, * held it high, split it down, and actually split a Mengyang warrior from the top of his skull to his legs. The king completely showed his wolf side, five feet * big opening and closing, and the shield warriors who had no time to resist were cut in half one after another. The gap in the battle array quickly widened into several people under the struggle of the king. The king held a knife in the close battle, and the subsequent cavalry poured in like a tide from the gap.

Ye Mingshan's face changed greatly, and he roared, "Without the gap and divide the enemy who rushed in--" His order was interrupted by Shengsheng, and a sharp arrow shot at him like a poisonous dragon. He twisted his waist and flashed. On one side of his body, the ape's arm relaxed gently and reached out to hold the high-speed arrow in his hand. The arrow shaft scratched his palm, and the sharp pain swept over. Ye Mingshan looked at him from afar, and the blood-stained king like a wolf was holding a bow and looking at him a hundred steps away. The king's face was full of blood, and only his teeth when he grinned were still white, which looked like a devouring demon crawling out of the abyss of hell.

After a hundred steps, the king shouted, "Does General Zhentian dare to fight with me?" The king's voice was very penetrating, passing through a hundred steps through the roar, screams, and the sound of golden weapons hitting each other. He stood there with a bow in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. Mengyang's warrior surrounded him, but no one dared to rush up to fight with the king. The old man, who is over half a hundred years old, stands as strong as a god and demon at this moment, and he can't help kneeling down. Seeing that the king was so brave, the fierce warriors rushed in one after another from the king's broken gap, and Mengyang's battle array began to collapse.

Ye Mingshan pulled out the Zhanlu sword from his waist, and the sword pointed to the king, which made him more arrogant. General Zhentian's reputation is not acceptable to mediocre people, and Ye Mingshan's own force is also fierce and domineering. He stepped down from the high platform step by step and stared at the king without saying a word, but his sharp eyes had already expressed everything he wanted to say: "I'm going to kill you--"

At this moment, the Mengyang battle array was completely defeated by the fierce riding, and the gap broken by the king became the ant nest of the embankment of thousands of miles. The blood-stained black armored warrior mercilessly chopped horizontally and vertically on the war horse, reaping the life of the Mengyang warrior. The battlefield has completely become a hell killing field, and the broken limbs and blood are so twisted and strange. In addition to the number of advantages, the brigades are not as good as the vigorous cavalry in terms of fighting spirit, courage and combat strength. They are like sheep, howling and waiting for the butcher knife to cut off their necks. The well-gired Mengyang warriors are far less than the bitter grassland warriors. They will only add flowers to the favorable, but they do not have the strength to fight when they are weak. They lack that kind of tough backbone...

The steel emperors indulged to kill the horse, and the standing Mengyang warrior killed him with a knife. When he lay down, he rushed to the horse. No sympathy, no hesitation. Let the blood of Mengyang people be sprinkled on their armor, it is nothing more than a little blood when the descendants receive the knife and armor, which is not a big deal in itself. In the words of their great kings, they are making history and leaving an immortal 'shang' in Mengyang's hearts. Thousands of years later, Mengyang people will still be afraid and tremble, which is what they are doing.

Su He, who was covered with blood, held a knife that cut the blade and roared hoarsely: "Kill them all, and don't leave any of them————————"