Looking at Zhao Wuji with an excited look on his face, Zhao Hu nodded gently and said, "Okay, let the army of the Feihu Gang meet the gift I have prepared carefully for them now!"

After receiving Zhao Hu's order, Zhao Wuji immediately left Zhao Hu's side with excitement and ran towards the reserve camp behind the Guards.

When the Flying Tiger Gang's army was only one thousand meters away from the Guards' camp and both sides could see each other, the Guards suddenly broke out from it, forming two teams, moving towards both sides, revealing the 10,000-strong reserve team behind them that assisted in combat.

Looking at the long-handed big knives forged from fine steel, one meter five meters high, three meters long and two meters wide, both sides of the frame, the blades of the big knives shone under the sunlight, revealing a hint of cold carriage, connected by iron chains, neatly arranged behind Zhao Hu, forming a 1,000-meter-long carriage array, Zhao An couldn't help but exclaim: "What is this?"

Looking at Zhao An with a look of surprise, Zhao Hu chuckled and said, "This is an armored vehicle array. Each row of 300 carriages made of fine iron are scattered together by iron chains to form a dense armored vehicle array. There are five rows of such armored vehicles, which is enough for the Flying Tiger Gang's army to drink a pot."

After saying that, Zhao Hu rode his horse away, leaving a wide road, and giving the armored vehicle array enough space to drive.

Zhao Hu had just made a way out. The first row of 300 armored chariots were pulled by 600 horses and headed towards the Flying Tiger Gang's army.

Looking at the armored chariots running towards him, when they saw the long-handled swords tied to the carriages, under the sunlight, released a series of cold and cold swords, and the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Gang who were charging in the front, their momentum was greatly reduced, and the undead suddenly burst into tears, screaming with horror, and immediately wanted to stop moving forward and escape to the rear.

Unfortunately, there are too many soldiers in the Flying Tiger Gang army. The soldiers of the Flying Tiger Gang who are charging in front cannot stop at all. They can only helplessly bite the bullet and charge against the armored chariots, because once they stop charging, the soldiers who are charging with all their might will push them to the ground and step into meat paste.

Under the pulling of six hundred horses, the armored chariot quickly charged towards the Flying Tiger Gang army, ruthlessly crushed a Flying Tiger Gang soldier who was charging ahead, and handful of sharp long-handled swords tied to the chariot. As the chariot ran rapidly, ruthlessly cut the body of a Flying Tiger Gang soldier, ending his fresh life and making him a cold corpse.

A famous general in front saw that the armored chariot was so sharp that an elite soldier died tragically under the chariot. He couldn't help but shout with anxiety on his face: "Idiot! Hurry up and use the weapons in your hands to slaughter those war horses."

Hearing the roar of the generals in front, a soldier from the Feihu Gang realized and poked the weapons in his hands towards the galloping war horse.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of crisp metal collisions sounded in the battlefield, and the spears and other weapons that poked at the war horses were unable to go deeper when they touched the war horses.

Before using the armored chariot formation, Zhao Hu put a set of armor on each batch of war horses, covering the whole body of the war horse, making it impossible for the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Gang to harm a hair of the war horse, and maximize the killing effect of the armored chariot formation. If Zhao Hu had not had too few war horses in his hands, he would not have only built 1,500 armored chariots. You must know that Le Yi's weapon manufacturer would be extremely easy to make those armored chariots, and thousands of them were not a problem a day.

When the first row of armored chariots ruthlessly crushed a soldier from a Flying Tiger Gang, the other four rows of armored chariots also moved one by one, and launched a charge towards the Flying Tiger Gang army from different directions, killing a soldier from a Flying Tiger Gang ruthlessly, causing the camp of the Flying Tiger Gang army to shake and start to show signs of collapse.

Lu Rong, who was in the back of the army and took charge of the overall situation, saw that his army suffered heavy losses under the sharp attack of five rows of armored chariots and had signs of defeat. He frowned and said to an adjutant beside him: "You immediately draw 10,000 people from the 30,000 guards as law enforcement teams, retreat without permission in everything, and kill without mercy!"

"Yes, Master Gang!"

The adjutant quickly greeted him, hurriedly left Lu Rong, and took several subordinates to draw 10,000 from the 30,000 guards who were reserve teams, drew out their weapons, and entered the battlefield.

"The gang leader has an order. Those who retreat without authorization will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as he entered the battlefield, the adjutant ordered the killing of hundreds of deserters with a cold look on his face, cut off his head, inserted it on his spear, raised it high, and issued a warning to the Flying Tiger Gang army fighting forward.

The living lives of hundreds of deserters, with their heads raised high, and ten thousand people with cold faces, holding a guard with a large sword shining with cold light, stabilized the morale of the flying tiger gang. Under the stimulation of blood and gold coins, they let out wild beasts howls and counterattacked towards the armored chariot.

As the chariots penetrated into the center of the battlefield and into the depths of the Flying Tiger Gang army, horses slowly slowed down under the mortal counterattack of a soldier of the Flying Tiger Gang and the corpse, and finally stayed in the center of the battlefield and could not move forward.

The driver in the carriage was ruthlessly killed by the Flying Tiger Gang soldiers who were stimulated by donating blood, their eyes were red and their hearts were filled with murderous intentions, and they became cold corpses.

When all five rows of armored chariots stopped moving forward and quietly stayed in the middle of the battlefield, the formation of the 100,000 troops of the Flying Tiger Gang had already been scattered, and one-third of the soldiers had died tragically under the chariots, or were lying on the ground and wailing weakly, waiting for the arrival of the god of death.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the two thousand heavily armored cavalrymen left the camp, raised a pair of sharp cavalry spears, formed a neat queue, slowly accelerated, and launched a fierce cavalry charge towards the position where Lu Rong was.

The charge of the two thousand heavily armored cavalry caused a violent shock on the ground. All the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Gang who were blocking their charge were stabbed to death by the spear in the hands of the knights, or were ruthlessly trampled to death by the armored war horses, turning into a piece of meat mud to nourish the Luri grassland.

Seeing the two thousand heavily armored cavalry charging in the direction they were, Lu Rong's expression remained unchanged, and a trace of firmness and determination flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and said softly: "Order the cavalry to charge!"

As soon as Lu Rong finished his voice, he saw an adjutant beside him respond, walked down quickly, turned over, raised the knight's spear in his hand, and shouted: "Brothers, follow me!"

After saying that, the adjutant rushed towards the direction of the two thousand heavy armored cavalry.

Ten thousand cavalrymen who were ready to go also raised their cavalry spears and shouted with a fanatical look: "Charge!" and formed a neat queue, following the adjutant and rushed towards the direction of the heavy armored cavalry.

When the cavalry of both sides were only a hundred meters apart and could clearly see the cold expression on the other side's cavalry's faces, Zhao Yi, as the commander of the Guards, yelled: "Brothers, follow me to kill!"

He kicked the war horse under him hard, suddenly accelerated, met the cavalry of the Flying Tiger Gang, waved the spear in his hand, pierced the neck of the cavalry in front, pulled it off the horse, and continued to rush forward.

At the same time, the cavalry commander of the Flying Tiger Gang also roared: "Kill!" and kicked the war horse under him with his feet. The speed increased sharply. The spear in his hand swung rapidly, stabbing a heavy armored cavalry in the chest, making a crisp metal collision sound, unable to penetrate the heavy armored cavalry's body, so he had to move his wrist and sweep his pistol and shoot it down and off the horse.

Suddenly, the double-anti-cavalry started a fierce confrontation. A cavalry was shot down and off the horse, trampled into meat sauce by countless war horses, or pierced by sharp knight spears and died.

When Zhao Yi rushed out of the 10,000 cavalrymen of the Flying Tiger Gang, he looked at his companions around him. There were only more than a thousand people. The others shot down and dropped the horses and were ruthlessly stepped on them into meat sauce.

After looking at more than a thousand companions around him, Zhao Yi did not hesitate at all, immediately turned his horse's head and roared: "Kill!" and raised the knight's spear in his hand and launched a fierce charge again at the remaining cavalry of the Flying Tiger Gang.

After three round-trip charges, there were only more than 200 people left by Zhao Yi, and each of them had a fierce red blood, like a blood demon from hell.

The cavalry commander of the Flying Tiger Gang took a look and the remaining more than a thousand subordinates around him widened their blood-red eyes and stared at Zhao Yi tightly, as if they were about to eat him.

There were more than 10,000 cavalrymen, but now there were only more than 1,000 left, and each was injured. The other 8,000 people died tragically under the opponent's spear, which made the cavalry commander of the Flying Tiger Gang feel extremely angry and humiliated.

After glanced at his companions around him, Zhao Yi asked loudly: "Brothers, the other party is almost out of reach. Let's charge once!"

After saying that, Zhao Yi raised the spear in his hand, kicked the war horse under him, shouted: "Kill!" and dragged his tired body and launched a charge towards the remaining cavalry of the Flying Tiger Gang with a fanatic look. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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