bullyxtreme Chapter 126: Master Kui is worried about not being able to find an opponent!
Chapter 126: Master Kui is worried about not being able to find an opponent!
Zhang Xun took the lead, wearing armor and holding a spear.
Leading a cavalry regiment is like using two sharp knives.
With lightning speed, they penetrated the flank of the Beixiang army.
The warhorse under him neighed and charged through the crowd.
Wherever they passed, soldiers of Beixiang State fell to the ground.
Zhang Xun sometimes thrust his gun forward and sometimes swept it across the air. His movements were clean and smooth, done in one go.
The formation of the Beixiang army was cut into pieces.
The originally dense formation was like a lake surface that was smashed open by a huge rock, with ripples scattered in all directions and in chaos.
Han Sheng commanded the infantry regiment like an iron wall.
Firmly resist the frontal attack of the Beixiang army.
He led the charge, holding up his shield to block the rain of arrows.
Behind him, the infantrymen, armed with spears, formed a dense formation.
Advance and retreat in an orderly manner, with both offense and defense.
Even when facing enemies that are several times larger than themselves, they are not afraid.
They stubbornly held the front line, making it difficult for the Beixiang army to advance.
Scouts watching the battle on the distant hillside.
One could even see soldiers from Beixiang State charging forward one after another into the infantry regiment's defense line.
But he still couldn't break through, as if he had hit an invisible wall.
The broadsword team led by Li Kui was extremely brave.
They brandished their shining swords and charged into the enemy camp.
Blood splattered on Li Kui's face, but he didn't care.
Instead, he became even more excited, his eyes were red, and he looked like a madman.
The big knife in his hand flew up and down, and with every stroke, a soldier from Beixiang State would fall down.
He would let out a deafening roar from time to time.
It inspires the soldiers around him and intimidates the enemies in front of him.
Under Lu Fei's command, the musket regiment formed three neat rows and fired in turn.
After bursts of deafening gunfire, the battlefield was filled with smoke and a strong smell of gunpowder.
The soldiers of Beixiang State fell down in large numbers, and their screams were continuous.
They had never seen such a powerful weapon and were terrified and their morale plummeted.
Some soldiers even threw away their armor and weapons and fled.
Lu Yan stood on the high platform, looking at the battle situation in front of him, his face still calm.
He took the telescope from the guard and carefully observed every detail on the battlefield.
He saw that Zhang Xun's cavalry regiment had successfully disrupted the enemy's formation.
Han Sheng's infantry regiment also held the defense line firmly, and Li Kui's broadsword team was wreaking havoc in the enemy camp.
The volleys from the musket regiments also caused heavy casualties to the enemy.
Everything is under his control.
Lu Yan put down the telescope and instructed the soldiers around him:
"Pass the order, all troops press forward and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"
After receiving the order, the morale of the Shannan Prefecture army was even higher, and the shouts shook the earth.
They shouted and charged forward, like a flood breaking through a dam, unstoppable.
On the other hand, the Beixiang army was under a fierce attack by the Shannan army with multiple arms coordinated.
The morale of the army had already been demoralized, and the soldiers of Beixiang State had never seen such a ferocious fighting style.
In a short time, they were defeated and fled in all directions, crying for their parents.
They threw away their weapons and weapons, hating their parents for not giving them two more legs, and hating themselves for not running fast enough.
On the battlefield, discarded weapons and flags were scattered all over the ground, like fallen leaves in autumn.
Some soldiers who did not have time to escape knelt down and begged for mercy, praying to save their lives.
An atmosphere of fear permeated the entire battlefield, and the morale of the Beixiang soldiers completely collapsed.
Mu Qing rushed left and right in the chaotic battlefield.
Seeing his own morale drop and the defeat, he was secretly shocked:
"Lu Yan's army is so powerful!"
He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely fail, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes fierce, and made up his mind:
"No, I must go into battle myself and turn the tide of the battle!"
Mu Qing suddenly squeezed the horse's belly and raised the long sword in his hand high.
He roared and rushed into the enemy camp, heading straight for Li Kui.
The warhorse under his crotch galloped all the way, raising a cloud of dust.
Draw a striking track on the chaotic battlefield.
"Li Kui! Come and die!"
Mu Qing's voice was like a loud bell, shocking everyone.
The long sword in his hand flashed coldly in the sunlight, pointing directly at Li Kui.
Li Kui was in the midst of killing when he suddenly heard Mu Qing's thunderous roar!
He couldn't help but laugh wildly towards the sky, shaking the leaves:
"Come on! Grandpa was just worried about not finding an opponent!"
The bloody sword in his hand swung in a semicircle, making a buzzing sound.
He ran straight towards Mu Qing without blinking!
Li Kui's eyes lit up, his face filled with bloodthirsty excitement.
Just like a hungry wolf, it finally found prey to tear apart!
The warhorse under Mu Qing's crotch neighed and shot towards Li Kui like a bolt of lightning!
The long knife in his hand cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and went straight to Li Kui's face.
Li Kuima let out a strange cry and dodged to the side, barely avoiding the fatal blow.
He swung his sword back with a force that could split mountains and split rocks.
He chopped hard at the leg of the warhorse under Mu Qing's crotch!
Mu Qing was quick-witted and quick-handed, and suddenly pulled the reins.
The warhorse stood up and avoided the thundering attack.
A man and his horse leaped high, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
Mu Qing took advantage of the situation and changed his tactics, slashing down with his long sword diagonally, aiming straight for Li Kui's neck.
Li Kui swung his sword to block, and the two weapons collided with a deafening sound and sparks flew everywhere.
The huge impact force made the two men's knuckles numb, and their weapons almost flew out of their hands.
Li Kui took a step back, steadied himself, and swept his sword out again, heading straight for Mu Qing's waist.
Mu Qing dodged sideways and swung his long sword back, aiming straight at Li Kui's ribs.
Li Kui didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly retreated, barely avoiding the knife.
The two men fought back and forth with swords flashing and sabers flying, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.
The soldiers around him stopped involuntarily.
Making room for the two men, they watched the fierce battle in amazement.
Mu Qing's swordsmanship was exquisite and his moves were fierce, with each of his strikes aimed directly at Li Kui's vital points.
His figure was erratic, like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp.
Although Li Kui's moves are not as sophisticated as Mu Qing's, he has immense strength.
Each blow had the power to split mountains and crack rocks, forcing Mu Qing to retreat again and again.
After dozens of rounds, the two were still tied.
Beads of sweat appeared on Li Kui's forehead and his breathing became rapid.
But the big knife in his hand did not slow down at all.
Instead, he became even more ferocious, and every strike carried the momentum of a desperate fight.
Mu Qing's face darkened and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes!
This Li Kui, is he so powerful?
He originally thought he could easily crush this kid.
Unexpectedly, I hit a wall!
He took a deep breath and attacked again!
The long sword turned into a series of afterimages, sometimes graceful and elegant, sometimes violent and ferocious, making it impossible to see clearly!
Li Kui fought steadily and cautiously, with brute force coupled with rich combat experience.
It's like an iron wall!
Mu Qing's attacks were resolved by him again and again, just like tickling him.
Don't be fooled by the dirt-looking big knife; every move he made was aimed at Mu Qing's vital points.
The sword whistled, carrying with it a thunderous momentum.
Mu Qing was so stressed that he couldn't breathe!
"come!"