When this light armored cavalry charged, the Northern Wei army on Jiangxinzhou and on the opposite shore were in a state of solemnity. Except for the few arrows using strong bows in the sky, all the rest of the weapons stopped. The Northern Wei soldiers did not make any shouts or cheers. On the contrary, there were solemn and light singing.

This is the Northern Wei Dynasty's song towards death.

The song is given to the dying warriors.

The singing is not majestic, but I hope that the soldiers who died in battle can rest in peace, and that the souls of the soldiers who died in battle can return to their hometown.

Everyone born has concerns, and no one likes to face death. In the eyes of everyone in this Northern Wei army, there is only a sub-saint in the other city, and everyone in this light armored cavalry is a real dead soldier.

What's more, according to the previous military situation, there was a large amount of military equipment in Zhongli City. The army that charged at the first time would definitely be subjected to a crazy dying counterattack by the Southern Dynasties soldiers in the city.

However, when this iron stream spread rapidly on the wider and flat pontoon bridge, the city of Zhongli was still silent.

The eyes of the dozens of riders in the front of this light armored army shrank violently at the same time, and a figure appeared on the rocky beach with arrows all over the front.

The iron hooves trample on driftwood and rocks, as well as straw bags of soil paved to level the road.

All kinds of strange sounds and breath of death bring a strong sense of oppression to anyone, and Lin Yi is no exception.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down quickly, and then jumped forward and adjusted the position he was standing.

This section of the city wall is already very damaged, with four or five gaps that the army can rush into without climbing. However, the gap behind him is the widest, enough to allow dozens of cavalry advancing in an instant.

It was just his body that of course it was impossible for him to block such a large fracture, but in the dense sound of hooves, there was still no sound in the city wall behind him, and no Southern Dynasty soldiers came out.

Looking at this lonely young Southern Dynasty practitioner and thinking about his previous performance, these Northern Wei cavalrymen who were ready to die naturally felt a chill in their hearts. Many of them couldn't help but look at the isolated island-like broken wall beside Lin Yi.

Only when they saw the extremely heavy Zhenhe Tower still stuck straight on it, their minds were slightly calm.

This is a self-comfortable emotion.

For these cavalrymen who died, they did not want to be hit by such heavy weapons.

...

Lin Yi felt the emotions of these people.

These people are actually no different from the soldiers of the Southern Dynasties. They also have their own rich feelings, but for him, he knew that it would be best for him to put aside all his feelings at this time.

The eyes of these cavalrymen were upward, but his eyes were drooping.

Arrows were everywhere around him.

The previous waves of arrow rain were purely used by this Northern Wei army to vent emotions and show strength. This is probably due to the habit of this army. Although the momentum of the two armies is important when fighting, the Northern Wei army may have forgotten that the 100,000 army is of little significance to more than 3,000 troops.

The chaotic arrows were like long thatch growing vigorously.

Many arrows hit and broke on the hard stones, but many arrows fell into the cracks of the rocks and stood very happily.

He stretched out his hands calmly and stroked them like a straw. His movements were not good-looking, but they were very practical. He grabbed a handful of arrows with each hand, and then he shouted softly and threw the arrows he grabbed in his hand out.

He had practiced throwing for a long time, but at this time he did not need precision, but only strength, because everything was running in front of him was full of cavalry.

In terms of strength, he has made little progress at this time compared to when practicing throwing on the banks of Luoshui.

His arms were like two crossbows. The moment these arrows escaped, they made violent sounds of breaking through the air.

More than a dozen cavalrymen who rushed to the front were all shot, but the difference was just how many arrows were shot.

While the blood exploded on them, the powerful force made them cry and fall backwards, their feet were dragged by stirrups, and their bodies were dragged behind the horse.

Most of these war horses were also caught in arrows. After rushing out for a few steps, they roared and knocked into the rocks. Amid the dull impact, a large ball of broken flesh and blood was sprinkled, making it difficult to tell whether it was the flesh and blood on the horse or the rider.

The steepest rocky beach that the war horse rushed forward hit was the steepest, only a few dozen steps away from Lin Yi. The slightly sloped slope of the canine teeth instantly turned these war horses into a pile of terrifying and tattered flesh and blood pierced from their bones.

Lin Yi's face was extremely resolute, and his eyebrows were stained with blood stars drifting from the air, but they looked even more heroic.

He took a half step back, grabbed an arrow from each of his hands again, and threw it towards the cavalry in front of him.

The iron flow used by the black pressure is slightly blocked, and the black wave at the front suddenly spreads out as if it hits a rock.

The shrill neighing of war horses, the sound of shattering bones and the uncontrollable howling of the rider filled the world, and even the sound of iron hooves of thunder was even louder.

However, the cavalry behind him forgot their fear at this time and continued to charge forward with great indifference, and they began to truly die.

Five or six cavalry on both sides rushed past the edge of Linshui. For this cavalry, these cavalry were like two iron lines. After paying the price of dozens of cavalry in front, the more than ten cavalry finally rushed to Lin Yi.

A cavalry shouted loudly, flew out of the horse's back, and stabbed Lin Yi with a spear in his hand.

The rushing force of the horses under him and his full leap, his momentum was extremely fast, no different from the stones thrown by the catapult.

His body passed through the fresh flesh and blood that was still flying in the air, and the spear in his hand was filled with energy, piercing a wave of air visible to the naked eye in the air!

At the same time, several riders beside him used their legs to hurt the war horses, forcing the lightning-fast war horses to force out more intense power, rushed up from the rocky beaches on both sides, and attacked Lin Yi from both sides.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and in the next moment, he let out a loud shout that made many people's eardrums hurt!

With the thunderous shout, he did not draw his sword or his sword. He stretched out his hands at the same time and grabbed the spear that was stabbed.

The spear filled with energy stopped directly in his hands. In the next moment, the cavalry holding the spear screamed in disbelief. He and Lin Yi were swept out with the gun.

His men and spear swept through the air and hit the cavalrymen who were attacking on both sides.

He and the cavalrymen also heard a harsh and heart-shaking sound of bone shattering.
Chapter completed!