At the Nanchuan Army Central Camp, under the black military flag, Lin Chuan, wearing black armor, stood with a knife. His eyes were angry and his whole body exuded a violent murderous aura.

In front of Linchuan, three thousand fully armed soldiers in the Guards camp lined up in an orderly phalanx, and the sharp swords and guns were emitting coldness in the rain. They were full of murderous aura, looking at the dynasty cavalry that were constantly approaching.

The dynasty cavalry was now slashing and killing the panicked Nanchuan soldiers. The dynasty cavalry laughed wildly, and each blow of the knife would bring about a rain of blood.

This is a naked provocation, but the soldiers of the Guards cannot go up because they lose the protection of the array and will become targets of slaughter.

Seeing his comrades lying in pools of blood, the soldiers in the Guards' Battalion swelled up their arms and their eyes were about to spit out of fire.

"General, let me teach these miscellaneous things a lesson!" Seeing the cavalry of the dynasty cavalry picking up the soldiers of Nanchuan one by one, the thunderstorm couldn't help but ask for a fight.

Lin Chuan was also very angry at the moment, but he was powerless. Now the only thing that gathered in the Central Military Camp was the Guards, and the periphery of the guards had been defeated by the dynasty cavalry.

Now he dared not take risks. He had to ensure an established resistance. Once the guard battalion scattered, the infantry would only be slaughtered against the cavalry, so he was waiting for the cavalry to attack.

Behind the Guards, Liu Zichen and his military soldiers were doing their best to maintain order. As long as they ensure that the Central Army camp is not compromised by cavalry and the normal operation of the command organization, Lin Chuan did not take these thousands of dynasty cavalry seriously.

"Dear Lord Viscount, look, they still want to resist." A dynastic cavalry discovered the guard camp in the array and said disdainfully.

The Viscount sneered. He had overestimated the strength of the rebels before. When he rushed with his cavalry, they fled in scattered and howling, and could not organize resistance at all.

In the eyes of Viscount, the Nanchuan Army was not as powerful as the legendary ones, so now his confidence has expanded rapidly. Originally, he just wanted to make a comeback.

Now the Viscount wanted to cut off the head of the rebel leader in the Central Army camp and take it back to seek credit. He had noticed the young general who stood with a knife under the Nanchuan Army.

"Cut off the head of the rebel leader for me, and I will reward ten thousand gold coins!" The Viscount laughed loudly.

"Roar!" The dynastic cavalry following behind the Viscount roared excitedly and rode their horses to charge towards Linchuan Guards.

Now there are less than a thousand cavalrymen in the dynasty following Viscount, and the other cavalry are still robbing finances everywhere. However, Viscount did not care about these things. With his thousand cavalry, the rebels could not resist them at all.

Under the leadership of Lord Viscount, the cavalry of the dynasty launched a contempt toward the Linchuan Guards, with horse hooves rumbling and splashing large splashes of water.

The soldiers in the Guards were the most elite in the entire army. When they saw the cavalry of the dynasty chopping and slaughtering their comrades, they had already become angry. Now the cavalry of the dynasty rushed over, and they held the swords and guns in their hands tightly, waiting for the killing.

"Stand up a shield!" Lin Chuan ordered in a deep voice that he would personally direct the battle.

With Lin Chuan's order, the three rows of Nanchuan soldiers in the front smashed the giant shield in their hands into the mud and formed a steel line of defense.

Behind the giant shield, the warrior holding a spear had sharp eyes, like a knife, staring at the dynasty cavalry that was constantly approaching.

The cavalry of the dynasty held their cavalry and raised their sabers, and shouted endlessly. In front of the giant shield, they lifted the horse rope and wanted to jump into the army.

The dynasty cavalry here have excellent horse control skills. Although they have been defeated countless times by the Nanchuan Army, they are still the invincible Jiuyuan Iron Cavalry. They have a blind confidence in themselves.

As long as they jump into the military formation, the seemingly strict rebel formation will be torn open to the gap and will be slaughtered by them at that time. This is their countless war experience.

But they ignored the fact that their opponents are no longer those tribal warriors who are not tactical and bare-faced, but are well-trained elite troops of the Nanchuan Army.

Just as they were leaping towards the guard camp military formation, Lin Chuan waved his sword suddenly, and countless sting gun soldiers hiding behind the giant shield stabbed out the sting guns in their hands.

The dynasty cavalry who raised their horses' hooves showed fear in their eyes, screaming as they were stabbed into sieves with guns and horses, and blood was poured into sieves.

"Attack from the side! Attack from the side!" Seeing the cavalry in front of him slammed into blood, the Viscount quickly changed the direction of the attack.

Lin Chuan didn't give the cavalry a chance at all, and he roared: "Guards! Go forward!"

With Lin Chuan's order, the army formed by the three thousand guards soldiers advanced like a wall, and Xueliang's swords continued to slash, and all the cavalrymen and horses of the dynasty that stood in front of him were shattered.

Viscount experienced the most feared scene in his life. His powerful cavalry was forced backwards by the infantry phalanx. Seeing the bloodthirsty eyes like beasts in the eyes of the infantry, Viscount shivered.

But now the Viscount is unable to withstand the retreat. What he wants is Lin Chuan's head. He shouted: "Get back and kill!"

When those dynasty cavalry who had already developed a desire to retreat heard the viscount's words, they immediately complained, why should they fight to the death?

However, under the Viscount's strict order, the cavalry had to bite the bullet and continue to charge.

At the forefront of the battle between the infantry phalanx and the cavalry, blood rain was pouring, and the remaining limbs and flesh were flying all over the sky. Cavalry were stabbed by spears, and cavalry kept crashing into the guard camp.

The originally uniform array of the Guards Battalion has become riddled with holes, and dynasty cavalry continues to rush in.

The cavalry and infantry strangled together. In the rain, the two sides were fighting and rolling into the mud. The war horses roared, and the weapons entered the flesh made a puff sound. Countless lives disappeared at every moment.

The situation of the Guards Battalion is getting more and more difficult. The battle here is like a huge iron-sucking stone, and more cavalrymen are siegeing from all directions.

Since being promoted to commander of the legion, Lin Chuan has not participated in the fight in person for a long time. Under the severe situation, Lin Chuan also joined the battlefield with a sword.

Lin Chuan has been superb in learning Lin's sword techniques. The sword in his hand is like a god of death sickle, often without seeing traces of movement, and the enemy in front of him has been killed by him.

Lin Chuan's killing is like an art, never leaving the water, lifting his hands and falling, and dealing with the enemy cleanly and neatly.

The Viscount had gathered more cavalry and was constantly commanding to launch a siege on the surrounded guard battalions.

The Viscount roared and kept driving the cavalry to attack, because he knew that time was limited, and if the resistance rebels were not eliminated as soon as possible, more rebels would return to the rescue and they would be in danger.

However, the temptation to kill the rebel leader made the Viscount unwilling to retreat like this, so he is very confused now.

"Take your life!" As the viscount was shouting at the cavalry to increase its attack, a roar scared the viscount to death.

Lin Chuan, wearing black armor and blood-stained face, had already arrived in front of him at some point. Seeing Lin Chuan's ferocious look, the viscount had no desire to resist at all, and was so scared that he was stunned.

"Sir Viscount, be careful!" A viscount private soldier rushed towards Lin Chuan.

"Puff!" Lin Chuan raised his hand and cut the dynasty soldier who was flying towards him into two pieces, and the hot blood sprayed the Viscount's face.
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