Three hundred steps outside the city, the leader of the Mao family stopped, and five hundred cavalry of the Jinwu Guard stopped suddenly.

A heroic woman in her thirties, wearing silver armor and holding a white spear, rode a black charcoal dragon foal.

The Mao family is powerful and deeply rooted, and is a veteran school that stood firm when Dunhuang City was built.

In the competition of many forces, they have never been at a disadvantage.

The big reason is that the Mao family has always firmly controlled these 500 elite cavalry.

The children of the Mao family have always been martial and brave, but the leader of this generation is a woman.

The name is Mao Rou.

Three strange women appeared in Dunhuang City, the first one, of course, was the city lord who was known as the "Two Kings".

One is the infatuated woman from the Yuwen family who doesn’t love wealth and poetry and books, and married a man who sells wine.

Next is Mao Rou, who is now commanding five hundred iron cavalry by force.

The Jinwu Guard in the city is a light cavalry. In recent years, the five hundred cavalry outside the city have been replaced with heavy armored iron cavalry.

After Mao Rou stopped his horse, he stared at the young man in white who was guarding the city gate.

She looks so pretty, she is the one she is good at!

Unfortunately, when something big happens, she cannot tolerate her greed.

He waved his hand and ordered a strong cavalryman behind him:

"Go to slaughter! Just use it as a sacrifice flag."

Behind Mao Rou, Jinwu Cavalry Officer smiled grimly and rushed out with a gun.

Iron cavalry, heavy horses and armor, tear open all defenses with great force.

Jinwu Cavalry Commander has always liked the pleasure of running, and it was the same as bullying those yellow girls in bed.

Master Mao Rou made all the heavy cavalry under her skirt convinced her.

Leading troops and killing people are both extremely exciting.

The biggest thought of the cavalry in his life is to one day be able to climb onto her and sprint.

General Mao said that he was praised by the children of the entire Dunhuang City:

"The soldiers brought out by my aunt praised her for a gun, and the gun in her hand was a hundred times stronger than the five hundred soft-boys Jinwu Guards in the city!"

Jinwu Cavalry Commander adjusted his breathing as the horse's back undulated, and held the iron spear tightly.

He did not underestimate the enemy. Since that guy dared to stop him at the city gate alone, he was somewhat worthwhile.

In Dunhuang City, after all, there are hidden dragons and tigers, and great achievements are waiting for me to earn. I cannot capsize the boat in the gutter.

Xu Qianqiu put the sword in his hand, Chunqiu, at his feet.

Facing the iron cavalry, he will advance slowly without retreating.

Seeing this, Mao Rou was extremely surprised when he felt five hundred cavalry.

After being surprised, they burst into laughter.

Do you know how much strength you have if you want to stop a heavy cavalry in a sprint state?

What's more, this Jinwu Cavalry Captain has excellent shooting skills and ranks among the top five in the Jinwu Guard!

When the Jinwu Cavalry Commander and the young master were fifty steps apart, their energy and spirit had already accumulated to their peak.

After the blink of an eye, ten steps!

If you lift a gun fiercely, you will stab it.

Xu Qianqiu turned his head, bent his arm, held the iron spear, and slapped the neck of the tall horse that was trampling on.

He slapped him and flew away with his men and horses, and then he was five or six feet away.

On the spot, the horse died and the person was about to die.

The iron spear surrounded the body and Xu Qianqiu continued to move forward slowly.

When he passed by the struggling heavy cavalry captain, he shot him and stabbed him to the ground.

Mao Rou frowned, raised her hand, and drew an arc and half.

The cavalry were arranged in six layers, like a fan, spreading out quickly.

Among them, there were eighty followers of crossbowmen in front of them, skilled in battle formations, and under Mao Rou's command, he was like an arm command.

Whether it is individual combat or hedging, it is definitely not comparable to the five hundred Jinwu Guards in the city.

Twenty steps, Mao Rou said coldly: "Cum."

The rain of arrows hits the face.

Xu Qianqiu raised his hand slightly, and the arrow feathers in the sky suddenly stopped.

Wave your hand and reflect back.

Suddenly, the people were overturned and the losses were heavy.

In a blink of an eye, eighty people died.

Mao Rou no longer hopes that the crossbowman can stop him and will take the lead in rushing to fight.

Although there were casualties, the six-layer fan-shaped cavalry formation was not at all chaotic, which shows how strict the Mao family's military management was.

Iron hooves.

Xu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the Weiwei female general, pulled the corner of his mouth, slightly folded the track, and rushed straight away.

Fifty steps away, Mao Rou, who turned her horse's head and ran away, had a gloomy face and shouted angrily:

"Form a formation!"

Mao Rou was extremely angry and ordered dullly: "Kill!"

The man in her eyes was one sword.

Five hundred cavalry in front of him, and behind him was the city gate.

Xu Qianqiu remained as motionless as a mountain.

He picked up a spear and entered the formation.

Every wave or stab is death.

The so-called battle formation is self-defeating without attack.

In just a few blinks, the Mao family devoted countless efforts and energy, and the iron cavalry that had been cultivated were already killed by the iron cavalry.

He was stabbed by the young man in white, cut off his head, or cracked his heavy armor, and he would die without a complete body.

This is like a pain as if she had cut off her muscles. She really wanted to step on the crotch of the handsome little bastard, and then questioned:

"Do you know that raising these iron cavalry is as easy as raising your own son? Is it easy!"

Mao Rou quickly calmed down.

If you kill one person with five hundred cavalry, you will definitely be able to kill him if you fight against the first-grade Vajra realm.

However, there is an important premise.

That is, after one or two hundred people died, the formation will not be messed up, and the courage will not be broken, so that they will not be killed or fled.

Mao Rou has a lot of confidence in this regard.

These five hundred Jinwu Guard cavalry are equivalent to the Mao family's personal soldiers.

She raised troops for a thousand days, attaches great importance to actual combat and rewards, and often takes them out to strangle the mountain bandits and horse bandits.

Every time he returns after success, let alone wine, meat and silver rewards, as long as he dares to fight desperately, even the courtesans in the kilns in Dunhuang City, Mao Rou can spend money to invite the military camp and continue to reward him.

The stuffy Mao Rou exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air and said viciously:

"Boy in white, after you die, aunt, I will use my iron hooves to trample your body into meat paste!"

Mao Rou whispered: "Don't give him a chance to breathe, hit him to death with a horse!

Anyone who hit the first shot, I will reward him with all the names of the courtesans in the city, and play for three days and three nights until all three legs are weak!

Who is the first to stab him to death? My mother will take action personally and play a flute to the lucky bastard!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the Jinwu cavalry were all red in their eyes.

Xu Qianqiu had no expression on his face, holding a spear in his hand, and he shot and was never lost.

Mao Rou looked at the thrilling unilateral massacre in the battlefield and sneered:

"Pull out thirty steps, throw the spear and throw the gun, pick it up, and come again!"

The morale of the army gathers again!

The situation is not optimistic.

The thrown spears were bounced back again and shot their own people.

Xu Qianqiu threw out the spear he picked up in his hand, took objects from the air, attracted Chunqiu, held Chunqiu's sword, flew up, and straightened the Mao woman who gave orders.

Wherever they went, the cavalry on both sides had a splash of blood blooming from their necks.

He had killed someone before he drew his sword.

The sword energy is everywhere, and there is no wind to rise.

Mao Rou narrowed her eyes, and this time she did not retreat.
Chapter completed!