The sound began to spread, and everyone shouted: "Long live!"

Zhao Chen looked nervously in that direction, and cold sweat began to form on his palms.

I saw the roaring crippled horse rushing towards me like a mudslide.

In an instant, the sound of iron weapons clashing filled the whole world.

The iron shield at the front was pressed down by the overwhelming force, and the soldiers' arms snapped.

No pain.

The kidnappers are coming like flash floods and tsunamis.

More than a dozen war horses were stabbed down and impacted with huge inertia, scattering the defense line in front.

A war horse weighs a thousand pounds.

More than twenty Song soldiers were knocked away by their horses.

Ten of them were even pressed to the ground and crushed into a long strip. The armor was crushed and twisted, leaving only vague flesh and blood inside, leaving a large bloodstain in the snow.

The kidnapping horse behind was still charging wildly.

Even so, no Song army retreated.

They formed a long and deep defense line, and each one was silent, sticking to their position with a will like steel.

The war has entered its most brutal stage.

cruel?
Chapter completed!