Chapter 1354: Three-Way Melee

"Mount and engage." He Lingchuan gave the order, and the knights mounted their horses and held spears, again in a strict formation. Although Wuma Xu was dead, this Wuma family was not a good thing either.

Steward Zou shrank on the ground and begged for mercy.

I saw the leading Black Armor knight turn his horse's head and gallop out of the courtyard.

The others followed closely.

Steward Zou thought he had escaped a disaster and was about to lie on the ground to relax, but felt a chill and pain in the back of his neck, and then he knew nothing.

Wanshou Liang pulled back his long spear, and a string of blood beads slid off the tip.

Dying so painlessly, it was too cheap for this dog-legged guy. He spat on the ground and mounted his horse to follow the main force.

The battle was about to begin, and He Lingchuan arranged tasks for his subordinates while riding:

"We are not familiar with Green Intent Manor and don't have the advantage in terrain, so we try to fight in open areas. Judging from the torches of the manor guards seen from a high place just now, they are arranged in a two-wing formation."

This formation is suitable for flanking a small number of enemies. Obviously, Wuma Dan had already learned that the Black Armor cavalry was small in number and was preparing to wrap them in a dumpling.

He Lingchuan had his own corresponding tactical cutting. He brought thirty cavalrymen this time; although there were not many people, their combat power and mobility were very strong, and he was confident that he could defeat the enemy in one go even if they were two or three times more numerous.

In this kind of small-scale hard-hitting conflict, what is fought is the first wave of offensive; whoever can't hold on first loses.

"Wuma Dan once followed his father to fight, and it is said that he beheaded several enemies under his horse; don't take it lightly!" He Lingchuan solemnly instructed, "An eagle catching a rabbit also uses all its strength!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

The Black Armor Army acts with extreme caution.

More than ten feet ahead was an open grassland. The Black Armor cavalry team dispersed at He Lingchuan's request and scattered in an instant.

Beside He Lingchuan, only five riders remained, including Dong Rui.

The torches of the Wuma clan had already appeared in the field of vision.

The other side also had dozens of cavalry approaching rapidly, followed by a group of manor guards; after rushing another hundred paces, the two sides would engage in close combat.

Judging from the number of people, it should be more than 150, exceeding the estimate.

They saw the Black Armor Army, especially the leading He Lingchuan, and were all startled.

Such a black army emerged in the dark night, and the leader was such a monster that was neither human nor ghost; the Wuma clan couldn't figure out their origin, and the footsteps of the manor guards behind them subconsciously slowed down.

"Within a hundred paces—" He Lingchuan gave the order, "—shoot!"

The enemy advanced a hundred paces, and a rain of arrows shot from all sides.

Several cavalrymen on the other side were hit, and the horses wailed. But most of them raised shields to block, and at most the cavalry became infantry, still able to continue forward.

Subsequently, the Wuma clan also returned a wave of arrows, the target naturally being He Lingchuan and the five people in front.

The distance between the two sides shrank to fifty paces in an instant.

The Black Armor knights ambushed on both sides immediately whipped their horses and rushed to the enemy's flanks.

Their role was to pull the enemies on the flanks, so as not to form a flanking, and at the same time block the manor guards of Green Intent Manor, making them detach from the cavalry in front.

Someone on the enemy side shouted loudly, looking about fifty years old; He Lingchuan guessed that it was the manor master Wuma Dan. The enemies rushing into the manor were numerous, but there were only five riders directly in front; Wuma Dan could also guess that the remaining enemies must be scattered and ambushed.

Therefore, his response could be called rapid.

The Wuma clan hadn't fought for more than ten years, and Wuma Dan could still pick up his old lessons, which was worthy of being a local tycoon.

"Whose subordinates are you!" Wuma Dan's voice came from the formation, "Where is my son!"

He hadn't heard of any new forces rising nearby, so this group of black-armored cavalry hiding their heads and showing their tails were mostly thugs sent by opponents in the surrounding area.

But the dragon-headed mask directly in front looked a bit terrifying and strange.

He Lingchuan hadn't answered yet, when several sharp long howls suddenly sounded from the south! Like night owls, like infant cries, like lion roars, exploding at the same time, it was a grotesque combination.

The movement of the galloping horses had already been very loud, but it couldn't suppress these few roars.

And they moved from far to near, judging from the sound source orientation, the moving speed was extremely fast!

The Wuma clan was somewhat stunned, never having heard such movement.

Dong Rui "ah oh" and said: "It wouldn't be such a coincidence, would it?"

The monsters in the mouths of Little An and the villagers of Chen Family Manor happened to arrive at this time? But calculating the time, it seemed about right.

Something happened to Little An or the people around Little An, and these few monsters would appear afterward.

He Lingchuan made a decisive decision: "The original plan remains unchanged, rush into the enemy formation! Fast!"

Judging from the enemy and our positions, the monsters came from the south and would first impact the Black Armor Army. This variable would definitely disrupt his original layout. If He Lingchuan didn't want to be attacked from both sides, he must first lure the disaster into the Wuma clan's team.

Judging from the performance of these monsters in Chen Family Manor, they were abnormally cruel, addicted to killing, and didn't mind slaughtering while chasing targets.

He Lingchuan knocked on the horse's belly, and the steed rushed forward violently. The five people advanced in a V-shape, and he was the arrowhead rushing at the front! In the blink of an eye, it was close combat.

Since he took the lead, he had to bear the most attacks. At this moment, five or six long weapons stabbed at He Lingchuan, wanting to open a few more blood holes for him and his steed.

He Lingchuan shook his left arm, and the Soul-Absorbing Mirror turned into a giant square shield, swinging diagonally forward; three long spears stabbed on the shield, the force was unloaded, and one of the spearheads was even shaken off.

The counter-shock force took effect, and the unlucky guy holding the spear was directly shaken off the horse's back, just in time for the rear cavalry to rush forward, so this unlucky guy died miserably under the iron hooves of his companions without a sound.

Facing the two long spears on the right, He Lingchuan blocked with his right hand holding the Tenglong Spear, directly swinging the first spear away, and it collided with the second one.

Solving the long spear trap in front of him, he didn't reduce his momentum, and rammed into the rear cavalry together with his horse.

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror showed its power again, reflecting an arc of light when the two sides were about to collide, the angle was tricky, stabbing directly into the opponent's eyes.

The environment was relatively dark at the moment, and the Wuma clan only had torches to borrow light; this person was suddenly illuminated by strong light, instinctively twisting his head and closing his eyes.

He paused like this, and had no chance to discover the giant shield suddenly enlarging in front of his eyes, and then—

With a "bang," he was smashed away.

He Lingchuan was like a broken bamboo, passing several people in succession. Four Black Armor knights followed closely, stabbing into the enemy formation like a sharp knife.

The Wuma clan's vanguard collapsed like a collapsed building block.

This was not only because He Lingchuan and others were as fierce as tigers descending the mountain, but also because the fear barrier released by the Qianglong Battle Armor made enemies within a radius of one foot tremble secretly.

Within this range, the fear in the hearts of the Black Armor leader's enemies would be immediately magnified as long as their will was not firm enough. Fighting a war is about a kind of courage and morale; if there is fear in the heart, how can the soldiers dare to rush forward?

Therefore, the fiercer He Lingchuan was, the more afraid his enemies were; this is an unsolvable cycle on the battlefield.

Logically speaking, as his five people rushed forward, the enemies on both wings would take advantage of the situation to flank, trapping them in the middle and surrounding them.

However, the other two Black Armor armies arranged by He Lingchuan had already rushed out from the side, firmly twisting the two wings of the Wuma clan, so this encirclement was slow to take shape.

Not far away, Wuma Dan saw this, his face showing shock.

The Wuma clan used the family's military training method to train four hundred cavalry, which was already invincible locally. Wuma Dan could even pat his chest and guarantee that the government soldiers didn't have such high quality. This was also one of the main reasons why the local government had always been polite to the Wuma family.

Although there were only dozens of cavalry left in the manor today, but, but where did this Black Armor army come from, and why did they tear apart the Wuma elite cavalry like tearing paper people?

Wuma Dan's heart turned many thoughts, and his hands were not idle, commanding the manor guards in the rear to come up to supplement. Although the enemy cavalry was fierce, their speed slowed down after rushing into their own formation, and their lethality decreased accordingly. As long as they were divided and flanked as soon as possible, there was still hope of victory.

However, at this moment, several large trees in the forest in the south suddenly swayed, and two monsters appeared grandly!

They had roared to demonstrate earlier, and this time seeing the vast crowd, they didn't give any more warnings, buried their heads and rushed up.

Facing two hundred people with two, they were not afraid.

Their body size was far from the war elephant corpse puppet captured by He Lingchuan in the Battle of Cotton Village, only one size larger than a steed, so they wouldn't easily become targets on the battlefield.

One of them looked like a fierce tiger, with yellow fur. If it weren't for the lack of iconic vertical stripes, He Lingchuan would have thought Jiao Yu had come.

But its tail was not a stick-like tiger tail, but a jointed long fork! This thing was black, and its length even exceeded the tiger's body; at first glance, it looked like a scorpion tail, but the top was not a poison sac and a sharp hook, but a thick pair of scissors!

It just so happened that two manor guards blocked its way, so everyone had the opportunity to observe the monster's battle.

Its speed was fast, its explosive power was extremely strong, and it just squeezed half a short roar from its throat before pouncing on the person and sealing the throat with one bite.

The neck blood sprayed out with a "puchi."

This person hadn't breathed his last yet, and the yellow tiger scratched, directly opening his belly and burying its head to eat.

The victim's throat was broken, and he couldn't scream, just twitching constantly.

The companion on the side roared to embolden himself and stabbed the yellow tiger with a spear. Where did the latter know that it didn't lower its head or withdraw its claws, and the scorpion tail behind it seemed to have eyes, hitting his spear away with a "zeng."

This tail was particularly flexible, and before the person could run away, it stabbed back, and the scissor tip directly pierced his lungs! This person actually still had some strength, pulled the scissor tail away and wanted to run, but the tail moved upward and clamped his neck.

With a "clatter," the head fell!

He Lingchuan was also seeing such large scissors cutting off a human head for the first time.

The surrounding manor guards exclaimed, retreating two feet away.

Such a cruel monster attacking people was even more terrifying than the Black Armor leader; the latter was at most one spear per person, unlike here where blood plasma flew, and the scene was extremely uncomfortable.

The shadows lingering around the Qianglong Battle Armor became denser. Although half of the fear in the enemies' hearts was due to the newly appeared monsters, it could also help the ferocity of the Qianglong Battle Armor.

Everyone was still observing the monsters, and Dong Rui exclaimed: "This is a Gaoling Tiger Demon, fitted with a scorpion tail!"

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