"Boom!"

Several heavy war horses galloped rapidly and stepped into the big pit that the fat man instructed the soldiers to dig in advance, and threw the Kazakh rider who was caught off guard on the horse's back and fell on the uneven stones on both sides of the mountain road, knocking them to death.

"There is an ambush here! Everyone, stop!" The Kazakh heavy cavalry behind noticed the strange battle situation in front, grabbed the war horse under his crotch, raised his right hand to warn the other companions behind him, but it was too late.

Several thick trees at the intersection of the mountain roads on both sides fell down without warning and lying across the exits of the mountain roads on both sides. No matter how stupid the Kazakhs knew that they had been ambushed, they turned their horses to jump over the trees at the intersection of the mountain roads.

Suddenly, the brigade was wearing ordinary clothes and holding sharp spears in his hands, blocking the intersections on both sides, and holding spears as high as a forest, shining cold light in the darkness.

Countless soldiers kept coming out from both sides of the mountain road, especially on the higher terrain on both sides of the mountain road. The rows of weird infantry holding large shields but heavy javelins in their hands made the Kazakhs crowded on the mountain road below nervous, trying to disperse the formation just now to prevent infantry attacks, throwing the heavy javelins in their hands on such a high terrain, and using the power of the falling to pierce the armor of the heavy cavalry.

"Surrender to death!"

The soldiers shouted loudly at the Kazakhs on the mountain road as usual, but the Kazakhs below didn't know whether they couldn't understand it or had no intention of surrender. Under the command of a Kazakh in blue steel armor, the cavalry shuttled back and forth, as if they were preparing to reorganize their formation and rush out of the mountain road forcibly.

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. The spirit will not be strong. If you don't keep one, you will kill them all!"

The fat man ordered the soldiers holding the javelin high in the mountain road with a cold face. The long javelin in the soldier's hands, like a meteor shower passing by the sky, fell to the heads of the Kazakhs who were preparing for their last attempt, like raindrops.

At the same time, the Kazakh leader below, the commander wearing blue steel armor, also pulled out the grassland scimitar with sapphires inlaid around his waist, and pointed at the black spearmen at the intersection of the mountain road. The iron stream of heavy cavalry that had just stopped brought a whirlwind toward the spearmen at the intersection.

On the narrow mountain road, the rolling Kazakh iron stream, with a desperate determination, bravely and fearlessly hit the spear forest at the intersection.

The man was rushing to the front of the Kazakh heavy cavalry, and the man and horse were rushing to the ground by the spearmen. The Kazakh cavalry rolled down from the horse's back and fell to the ground. The Kazakh cavalry rolled down from the horse's back and still retreated. With the unique toughness of the prairie men, she took out the scimitar at her waist without any concerns about the blood on her face, shouting loudly and rushing towards the dense array of spearmen in front. Finally, she was pierced by more than a dozen sharp spears stabbed out of the array. She still grabbed the spear that pierced into her body with her hands, hoping to give her companions a glimmer of life.

The spearmen in charge of blocking the road were all recruits Zhao Hu had just recruited from refugees. He had seen such a fierce enemy there. Under this kind of fighting style of life, with more and more Kazakhs pressing behind him, the formation began to stir. If it weren't for the snow-like blades in the hands of regular soldiers who were supervising the battle behind him, they would have dispersed.

Seeing the commotion of spearmen in front of him, the Kazakh cavalry followed him bravely jumped off the horse's back, and smashed the spear formation blocking the road below with their heavy armor, using their bodies to open up the way forward for their companions behind them.

"Damn, these Kazakhs are all crazy!"

Looking at the Kazakhs on the mountain road who were fearless and slamming into the spear phalanx with his body, Munda wiped sweat from his forehead. Although he was an enemy, Munda had to admire the Kazakh cavalry below who was in desperate situation and still refused to surrender.

"The spearman should not be able to hold it long. You will immediately lead the phalanx shield soldiers to the back of the spearman to block it. If a Kazakh is released, you can come to see me with your head!"

Zhao Hu saw the chaotic spear soldiers who were attacked by the heavy Kazakh cavalry, and his face was cold and afraid of others. Mengda knew that although his lord sometimes was confused, he would kill him once he became serious and nodded. He quickly nodded and rushed to the rear of the spear soldiers' phalanx with 1,500 large shield infantrymen who had participated in the Falcon family civil war.

Large splashes of guns fell from the heads of the Kazakh cavalry, but this did not stop the Kazakhs from attacking the Kazakhs. The Kazakh heavy cavalry held up the round shield in their hands, and risked the javelin falling from their heads, increasing the intensity of the impact on the spear formation. If the exit of the mountain road ahead was not too narrow, the Kazakhs who had fought desperately would have rushed out of the ambush circle.

"Everyone scatters, as long as they kill their horses, they won't run far if they want to!"

The captain of the soldiers who supervised the battle conveyed the new orders brought by Munda. The spearmen who were overwhelmed with pressure spread out to both sides. A narrow passage appeared in front of the Kazakhs. They saw the Kazakhs showing a glimmer of vitality and rode their horses and forced them to pass.

Although the heavy cavalry had shields, the spearmen on both sides of the spearmen were stabbed at the huge body of the war horse under their crotch. They couldn't protect them. Suddenly, the heavy cavalrymen who were trying to rush over on the mountain road were rushing down. All the Kazakhs who were hitting the narrow and long gaps fell down from the injured war horses, and their bodies fell to the ground, and were stabbed into a hornet's nest by the spearmen waiting on the ground.

The commander in the Kazakhs, wearing blue steel armor, saw that his subordinates were blocked from breaking through, waved the sapphire sword in his hand and led more than a dozen guards around him to rush into the intersection first. The Kazakh heavy cavalry seen nearby gathered behind the blue steel knights like rivers and seas, forming a black steel torrent.

Seeing the Blue Steel Knight leading the troops to break through, Zhao Hu on the hillside knew that the Kazakhs had reached the last moment of fighting for their lives. He did not hesitate and ordered the messengers beside him to blew the charge dragon horn. Hearing the dull and long horn sound, all the soldiers lying on both sides rushed towards the mountain road, and for a moment, the entire hillside was crowded with people.

At this time, more than a dozen guards led by Langang Knight were approaching the intersection like a sharp sword. The moment before passing through the intersection barrier and entering the spear-hand ambush circle, the formation of more than a dozen guards behind Commander Langang changed suddenly.

The three guards of the cavalry suddenly accelerated over Commander Lan Gang's war horse. Like a moving six steel wall, more than a dozen guards of the cavalry protected their commander with their bodies and war horses under their crotch.

This sudden change left the spearmen on both sides with no choice but to the Blue Steel Knights in the middle. Although the dozens of Kazakh cavalry guards were stabbed off the horse by the spearmen on both sides, the Blue Steel Knights had already rushed out of the spearmen's attack range with the help of the guards, and followed more than 30 Kazakh heavy cavalry behind him to the river beach in the distance under the cover of the cover.

There was a row of black shadows on the river beach in front, like a wall. The Kazakhs who survived the disaster thought it was the stone wall that blocked their advance when crossing the river in front. They didn't care at all. Looking at the crowded pursuers behind them, they accelerated toward the river beach without hesitation.

The Kazakhs knew that only by rushing through this short river beach could they truly escape from danger.

Just the moment when the Kazakh horses stepped onto the river beach, the stones made a crisp sound.

"shoot!"

A loud sound suddenly sounded from the row of black shadows in front of the river beach. More than a thousand heavy javelins with cold light suddenly shot out from the black shadows of the river beach. Before the Kazakhs rushed near him could react, they even tied their horses and made them hedgehogs.

Seeing that no Kazakhs escaped, Mengda breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he obeyed the Lord's words and set up an ambush on this river beach. If he set up an ambush on the mountain road ahead according to his own ideas, he would probably be like those spearmen, like those spearmen, blocked the attack by these Kazakh cavalry who were desperately guarding the commander and let go of the big fish of the Blue Steel Knight.

Mengda walked to the dead blue steel knight, bent over and picked up the command knife inlaid with sapphire from the blue steel knight's tight right hand. The sharpness of the cold air and the huge sapphire on the hilt made Mengda, who had never seen such luxury, tremble in his heart. Hearing the sound of crowds running behind him, Mengda knew that the large army behind had caught up, and quickly ran towards Zhao Hu with joy on his face.

"Sir, look at this command knife. It seems that this Blue Steel Knight is not an ordinary person!"

Zhao Hu took the sapphire command knife from Mengda and looked up and down happily. The curved blade exuded the cold air that cuts the skin. The bright knife surface was like a half-arc moon. The most conspicuous thing was that a huge gem as light blue as water was inlaid on the handle of the knife, which emitted a faint blue light in the dark.

"I heard that such a gorgeous command knife can only be worn by the Kazakh commander level. This time we may have caught a big fish." Mengda added excitedly.

"This is the sword of the Kazakh commander!" Mengda's words stirred Zhao Hu's nerves. Zhao Hu remembered that the battle report said that the commander of the Kazakh who advanced south this time was a commander. The price of the reward for this commander had even reached a terrifying 300,000 gold Luke. Still no one was lucky enough to receive the reward. Unexpectedly, he was caught by himself inadvertently.
Chapter completed!