Chapter 801

The first to greet Bai Lang were the strong bows and heavy arrows drawn by the White-Armored soldiers. These veteran soldiers with excellent combat skills used direct fire instead of parabolic fire to attack Bai Lang—since it was just him, they didn't expect any parabolic fire or multi-round shooting, so they simply fired a round of direct fire at a distance of fifty paces. And judging by the situation, they should be able to fire another round. Within thirty paces, the White-Armored soldiers had great confidence in their own strong bows and armor-piercing arrows—and they could even aim at his face.

Bai Lang wielded the water-polished purple-gold halberds, directly deflecting the heavy arrows one by one. Each of these arrows could easily penetrate a human body, and even wearing ordinary mail armor or cotton armor could potentially be penetrated. Bai Lang quickened his pace; the Golden Bell Shield kung fu should be able to block the arrowheads that passed through the armor, after all, he was wearing mountain-pattern armor and mail armor. Bai Lang, who gradually began to use his lightness skill, did not charge much slower than the heavily armored heavy cavalry. Abatai and the others watching the battle were no longer surprised—such a brave warrior had great skills, and running like flying while wearing heavy armor was quite normal.

It was just that they still felt bitter in their hearts; the losses this time would definitely be significant. If they could keep this person, that would be fine, but if they couldn't... it was really a loss, and they would have to think of another way. Just at this moment, the second round of direct fire had been shot. Bai Lang felt a slight tremor when blocking this impact force—the 64-jin purple-gold halberds. The White-Armored soldiers in front of him still used stone locks and broadswords of similar weight when training their strength and martial arts on weekdays, so the heavy arrows they fired with all their might had reached a terrifying level of power.

Basically, if a Ming soldier were hit by an arrow, it was very likely that even their helmet would be shot through. However, Bai Lang still tapped the arrows away with "pa-pa" sounds, at least all the arrows aimed at his face were deflected. As for his body, it was ultimately difficult to block them all, and a few arrows did hit him. The arrows broke through the mountain-pattern armor, passed through the mail armor, and really pierced into Bai Lang's flesh by several fen, but they didn't bleed much at all. However, this pain stirred up Bai Lang's killing intent, and he roared and directly accelerated again.

Wielding the double halberds, Bai Lang crashed head-on into the tiger spears and large shields that had been set up. Wielding the halberds in a sweep, the tiger spear heads were broken from the joints or simply bent. The White-Armored soldiers holding the spears released their grip in time, otherwise, they feared their tiger mouths would burst. The White-Armored soldiers holding shields with both hands surged up, shrinking their entire bodies behind the shields, trying hard to squeeze Bai Lang's range of movement. At this time, the Gubeixian Chaoha behind began to prepare to throw grappling hooks and lassos, striving to trap this Ming hero and then use the power of multiple horses to drag him to death.

Bai Lang roared and suddenly retreated, his thighs exerting force, and his shoulders and back directly slammed into the shields behind him. The power of that Golden Bell Shield simply ignored the spikes protruding from the shields, and a great force directly knocked the shield-holding soldiers away. Elite soldiers who had formed a military formation could truly withstand such a fierce person as Bai Lang, at least for the first few rounds. But if Bai Lang used the speed of his footsteps to force this clumsy formation to begin to rotate, then the flaws would appear.

The halberd head of the water-polished purple-gold halberd was a four-edged armor-piercing cone that was not very sharp. Under Bai Lang's powerful continuous stabbing, it quickly broke through a large shield, but it was ultimately too late to kill the White-Armored soldier—because other shield soldiers and soldiers who had picked up their weapons again also surrounded him, and Bai Lang had already dodged several lassos. Although very embarrassed, these Bayara had persisted until now.

"It's time to use real skills!" Bai Lang also made up his mind. He took a long breath, accelerated the circulation of his internal force, took a big step, leaped into the air, and stepped heavily on the shield in front of him. This step used the force of vibration, and the power on the shield was directly transmitted to the arms of the Bayara. This vibration force directly broke his arm bones, and at the same time, let the shield continue to press backward, directly with a "ka-la-la" sound, the shield, along with the broken arms behind it, was directly embedded into the chest and abdomen of the White-Armored soldier.

At that time, blood and internal organs sprayed wildly, and the whole person fell backward, looking like he wouldn't survive. Bai Lang took the opportunity to combine the double halberds and smashed them down directly. The large shield of the second shield soldier was directly smashed, appearing with huge dents and cracks—this was a heavy shield covered with iron skin, and a tens-of-jin thing was basically scrapped after being smashed. Then Bai Lang quickly wielded the purple-gold halberd in his right hand again, smashing the soldier in front of him to death with one blow.

Bai Lang flipped his wrist, inserted the double halberds behind his back, and plunged into the chaotic crowd that had been broken open, bringing with him a fishy wind. These elite soldiers who had practiced military formation martial arts between the White Mountains and Black Waters were very familiar with this fishy wind; it was the aura of a fierce tiger, simply a living big worm jumping into their crowd. Bai Lang's movements became very swift but extremely powerful, and when his figure flashed, he was like a real tiger.

The power of the double tiger claws was probably no less than that of the purple-gold halberds. He turned his claws into fists, and with a grab of his left hand, someone immediately stumbled and lost their position. The tiger spear head in their hand was grabbed and pulled by Bai Lang, and the sharp spear blade couldn't even cut this guy's hand. The next second, a fist blasted out, directly hitting the soldier's chest. Immediately, the chest collapsed, and the back simply bulged into a lump—if it weren't for the double armor of mail and cotton armor holding it, I'm afraid the bones and internal organs of this person's back would have completely exploded.

Bai Lang's footsteps paused, and his figure grew, and he was already in front of the Gubeixian Chaoha behind. These warriors, with both men and horses armored, quickly threw the grappling hooks and lassos in their hands, while Bai Lang grabbed them in the air with both claws, grabbing several grappling hooks and lassos in his hands. Then he exhaled and opened his voice, not like a tiger's roar but rather like a bell. With the help of this sound, Bai Lang retracted his arms, and at that time, he pulled those people and horses toward him.

Bai Lang pressed and lifted, and with the help of this pulling and reaction force, he leaped high, retracted his arms again, and curled into a ball in the air. When he unfolded again, he had already used the momentum to perform a roundhouse kick. The armored soldiers riding on the horses didn't move that fast, and only had time to block with the heavy swords in their hands. However, Bai Lang's leg seemed to be cast from raw iron, directly breaking the heavy sword, not to mention directly kicking the armored soldier into a strange bent-ruler shape.

To him, these heavy armored cavalrymen wearing double armor were just like firewood, which could be broken easily. Adding force to his foot, the dead Gubeixian Chaoha fell off the horse directly, and the next moment, the warhorse that was frightened and wanted to run also had its horse neck broken directly. Bai Lang stepped on the horse neck, and while trampling the warhorse to death, he used the momentum to pounce on the second Gubeixian Chaoha—Bai Lang, who had displayed his true lightness skill, made these Bayara, Niulu Zhangjing, and Fen-de-bo-shi-ku completely miscalculate. ===== CHAPTER 802 =====