Chapter 438 Bloody Battle

Beigong Boyu didn't have time to think too much, even if he ran away, it was too late, because the opponent's army had already rushed in front of him, and immediately shouted: "Welcome to the enemy!" After that, he waved his weapons and attacked the cavalry led by the Qinglong Legion. At the same time, the ten thousand Xiliang Iron Cavalry that followed also rushed forward.

Of course, the army brought out by Beigong Boyu is not only one thousand Xiliang cavalry, but more than seven hundred thousand troops. When this charge comes, its momentum is not necessarily weaker than the seventy thousand Qinglong Legion.

In an instant, two heavy cavalry corps collided with each other, and an invisible wave of air swept away. With this collision, the two heavy cavalry corps were immediately judged. The war horse of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry was immediately pierced by the sharp horns of the Iron Armored Rhino. After a sad neigh, he fell to the ground and died. Even if the cavalry of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry stabbed the spear in his hand at the rushing enemy, the attack was returned ineffective because of the huge body of the Iron Armored Rhino.

After the war horses of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry reached the end, some unlucky cavalry fell under the horse's hooves and trampled to death after falling down. Some lucky cavalry escaped the disaster. They raised their weapons and attacked the iron armored rhinoceros that were approaching. What made them depressed was that these iron armored rhinoceros were not only equipped with strong armor, but also had rough skin and rough flesh. Ordinary attacks could not cause damage to these beasts.

Reality did not leave them much time to test the weaknesses of the iron-armored rhinoceros. They only had one chance to take action. If they lost it, they would die under the other party's spear.

Beigong Boyu himself was not weak, so he rushed forward and killed an iron-armored rhinoceros cavalry with one knife. However, before his troops were cheering, a general came up and took a huge axe in his hand to the door.

Beigong Boyu was shocked. He heard the sound of the huge axe passing by and knew that the person who came was not weak. He didn't care about killing other cavalry again. He immediately turned sideways and avoided the deadly axe, and then looked at the person.

I saw this man with a fierce face, a war horse under his crotch, very majestic, shouting: "Who is coming?"

"You guys talk too much nonsense! Look at the axe!" The man avoided talking about Beigong Boyu's problem, and then slashed his waist with an axe. In fact, this man was Zhang Yan of Heishan. But as a famous thief, he dared not report his name at this time!

Beigong Boyu was very annoyed. This guy is too ungrateful! The common name before the war was also considered a kind of respect for himself and his opponent. How could this guy look down on him so much?

However, he also knew that the person in front of him was not Yi Yu, so he immediately crossed the sword in his hand, blocking the other party's slash. Both sides were shocked, and the war horse under his crotch could not withstand the huge recoil force, both retreated.

Both of them had a narrowed eyes, and their hearts immediately increased the threat of each other by a few percent...

Not to mention the two of them's evenly fighting, while the Qinglong Legion army rushed out, another army rushed out from the side, and this army was naturally the Flame Dragon Legion of Baiyun City.

This heavy halberd soldier was inserted into the army like a sharp sword, and the sword's edge pointed to it was invincible! At this moment, the only Xiliang Iron Cavalry under Beigong Boyu, who could compete with the eighth-level soldiers, had been dragged by the Qinglong Legion, and no one could compete with these Flame Dragon Sword Guards head-on. The rebels who rushed up were killed on the spot in just one or two rounds.

These Xiliang rebels have no advantage except for being able to rely on the gap in numbers to entangle with the two legions of Baiyun City. Whether it is equipment, individual soldiers, legion level, or commander-in-chief.

While fighting fiercely with Zhang Yan, Beigong Boyu watched the entire battle situation. Seeing that these elite troops under him were beaten by the other party and were completely unable to fight back. If he wanted to kill the other party, he had to pay more than ten times the price, which made his heart start to bleeding!

I regret it! If I had known that Yang Tian would have arranged his main army here, he would have been better than fighting directly in the middle battlefield. No matter how powerful the opponent's generals were, there would be only a few people. How could this embarrassing situation happen? However, there was no regret medicine in this world, and Beigong Boyu could only kill his teeth and swallow it blood.

At this time, other players in the imperial camp were also fighting fiercely with the rebels of Xiliang. The battlefield here was different from the battlefields of Beigong Boyu. This was a performance venue for players, and they were all fighting for their points.

The battle continued like this, and the sky gradually became brighter. Dawn was about to come, but for most combatants on the battlefield, there was no dawn here! Death was their final destination...

In the most intense area of ​​the battle, white light kept flashing, basically hundreds of times every second, which also indicates that at least dozens of players were killed in this second, which does not include the soldiers under the player.

The sun finally emerged from the horizon, and at this time everyone on the battlefield was already red in their eyes. They seemed not to notice the changes in the light and continued to wave the weapons in their hands as usual.

Yang Tian no longer knew how many enemy troops he had killed. Anyway, he was already numb. He didn't need to invest too much energy in these soldiers with the most seventh level. Every time he easily waved the weapon in his hand, he would inevitably take away a life. Occasionally, he met a special general with a slightly stronger strength, and it only brought the effect of a seasoning.

Even Yang Tian is like this, not to mention Huang Zhong and Taishi Ci. Maybe they have completed the killing of ten thousand people at this moment...

They are already feeling a little tired at this moment. This is not physical fatigue, but psychological fatigue. Anyone who does mechanical movements continuously for hours will feel irritated.

The leaders of large players guilds such as Xuanyuan Sword have also made real fire. In fact, as far as the current situation is concerned, the imperial camp still has a certain advantage in number, but they are quite helpless as their soldiers die one by one. As their subordinates, when they collectively participate in such large-scale battles, the points or money they need to resurrect after their death are borne by the leaders. Of course, correspondingly, some of the points obtained by these subordinates are also owned by the leaders. In this kind of battle, the points earned are often not enough for players to resurrect. After all, the points required to resurrect a soldier are three times the points obtained by killing soldiers of the same level, and the gap is very huge.

At this time, these player leaders obviously didn't care about weighing the gains and losses. The only idea in their mind was to win this war. To be continued.
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