Chapter 852: Chapter Forty-Six

First welcoming Bai Lang were the strong bows and heavy arrows pulled by the white-armored soldiers. These veterans with excellent combat skills used direct shooting instead of parabolic shooting to attack Bai Lang—it was just him alone, so don't expect any parabolic shooting or multi-round shooting, just do a round of direct shooting at a distance of fifty paces. And looking at the situation, they should be able to shoot another round. Within thirty paces, the white-armored soldiers were very confident in their own strong bows and armor-piercing arrows—and they could also aim at the face.

Bai Lang danced the water-polished purple-gold maces, directly swinging away the heavy arrows one by one. Each arrow could easily pierce a human body, and even wearing ordinary mail armor or cotton armor might be pierced. 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 lightness skills, didn't rush much slower than the heavy cavalry wearing armor. Abatai and the others watching the battle were no longer surprised—such martial arts experts had great skills, and rushing like flying while wearing heavy armor was very common.

It was just that their mouths were still bitter. The losses this time were definitely not small. If they could keep this person, it would be fine, but if they couldn't... it was really a loss, and they had to think of other ways. Just at this time, the second round of direct shooting had been shot. Bai Lang would also shake slightly when blocking this impact force—the sixty-four-jin purple-gold maces, the white-armored soldiers in front of him used stone locks and large sabers of similar weight when practicing strength and martial arts on weekdays, so the heavy arrows they shot with all their strength had reached a quite terrifying degree of power.

Basically, if a Ming soldier was hit by an arrow, it was very likely that even the helmet would be shot through. But Bai Lang still slapped and hit the arrows, at least the arrows shot at his face were all knocked away. As for his body, it was difficult to block them all in the end, and a few arrows still hit him. The arrows broke the mountain-pattern armor, passed through the mail armor, and really pierced into Bai Lang's flesh for a few fen, but they didn't flow out much blood at all, but this pain still stirred up Bai Lang's killing intent, and he roared and directly accelerated again.

Waving the twin maces, Bai Lang crashed head-on into the tiger spears and large shields that had been set up. Waving the maces to sweep across, the tiger spear heads were broken or bent from the connection points one after another. The white-armored soldiers holding the spears let go in time, otherwise, their thumbs and index fingers would probably be cracked, and the white-armored soldiers holding shields with both hands surged up, shrinking their whole bodies behind the shields, trying hard to squeeze Bai Lang's activity space. At this time, the Gebuxian Chaoha behind began to prepare to throw grappling hooks and lassos, striving to trap this Ming fierce general, and then use the horse 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 crashing into the shield behind him. The power of the Golden Bell Shield simply ignored the spikes protruding from the shield, and a great force directly knocked the soldier holding the shield away. Elite soldiers who had formed a military formation could really withstand the fierce people like Bai Lang, at least for the first few rounds they could withstand it. But if Bai Lang used the speed of his footsteps to force this relatively clumsy formation to start turning, then the flaws would appear.

The mace head of this water-polished purple-gold mace was in the shape of a four-edged armor-piercing awl that was not sharp. Under Bai Lang's great force of continuous stabbing, it quickly broke a large shield, but in the end, it was too late to kill this white-armored soldier—because other shield soldiers and soldiers who picked up weapons again also surrounded him, and Bai Lang had already dodged several lassos. Although very embarrassed, these Bayala had persisted until now.

"It's time to use real skills!" Bai Lang also made up his mind. He took a long breath, internal force accelerated, took a large 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 that Bayala. This vibration force directly broke his arm bones, and at the same time let this shield continue to press backward, directly making a cracking sound, and the shield, along with the broken arms behind it, was directly embedded into the chest and abdomen of this white-armored soldier.

At that time, fresh blood and internal organs sprayed wildly, and the whole person directly fell backward, looking like he wouldn't survive. Bai Lang took the opportunity to combine the twin maces and directly smashed down. The large shield of this second shield soldier was directly smashed until it had a huge dent and crack—this was a heavy shield wrapped in iron skin, and this tens-of-jin thing was basically scrapped after being smashed. Then Bai Lang quickly waved the purple-gold mace in his right hand again, smashing the soldier in front of him to death with one mace at the head.

Bai Lang turned his wrist, inserted the twin maces behind his back, and rushed into the messy crowd that had been broken, bringing up 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 breath 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, it was like a real fierce tiger.

The power of the twin tiger claws was probably not inferior to the purple-gold maces. He turned his claws into fists, and the left hand claw grabbed, and immediately someone staggered and lost their position. The tiger spear head in his hand was grabbed and pulled by Bai Lang, and this sharp spear blade couldn't cut this guy's hand. The next second, a fist blasted out, directly blasting into this soldier's chest, and immediately this chest collapsed, and the back directly bulged into a lump—if it weren't for the double armor of mail armor and cotton armor, I'm afraid this person's back bones and internal organs would have completely exploded.

Bai Lang's footsteps paused, and his figure grew, and he was already in front of the Gebuxian Chaoha behind. These warriors with both man and horse wearing armor quickly threw the grappling hooks and lassos in their hands, and Bai Lang's twin claws grabbed continuously in the air, simply grabbing several grappling hooks and lassos in his hands. Afterwards, he exhaled and shouted, not like a tiger roar but more like a bell sound. 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 directly leaped high, retracted his arms again, and in the air, he curled up into a ball with a somersault. When he stretched out again, he had already used the momentum to kick a roundhouse kick. The armored soldier riding on the horse didn't move that fast, and only had time to block with the heavy sword in his hand. However, Bai Lang's leg seemed to be cast from raw iron, directly kicking the heavy sword broken and directly kicking the armored soldier into a strange bent-ruler shape.

To him, these heavy armored horse soldiers wearing double armor were just like firewood, which could be kicked off easily. Adding force to his foot, this dead Gebuxian Chaoha directly fell off the horse, and the next moment, the warhorse that was frightened and wanted to run, its horse neck was also directly broken. Bai Lang stepped on the horse neck with one foot, and while trampling the warhorse to death, he used the momentum to pounce on the second Gebuxian Chaoha—Bai Lang, who showed his true lightness skill ability, made these Bayala and Niulu Zhangjing and Fen De Bo Shi Ku completely miscalculate. ===== CHAPTER 853 =====