Ye Chunqiu slowly drew his sword, and the dark Blao Sword was slowly pulled out at this moment, whispering lightly.

Wang Shouren looked ahead. He was a man of both civil and military affairs. He had visited the border town to inspect the Tatars' fighting methods. At this time, he was not very sure about this battle, but the more he was, this great scholar who had made great achievements in history seemed particularly calm.

"Prepare!"

He called out the order.

Countless steel spears were raised one after another.

Ye Chunqiu and Wang Shouren's calmness infected everyone. They practiced for too long and just called a command to execute the command reflexively.

Everyone is shoulder to shoulder, and the comrades on one side of the shoulder give them enough sense of security. The entire array is seamless and there is no gap.

Under this command, countless steel spears were erected in an orderly manner, which was enough to make people thrill. Many people took a deep breath and no longer had the heart to think about other things. Their eyes were just looking here motionlessly, and they didn't want to miss it for a moment.

"Welcome to the enemy!" Wang Shouren's voice was full of energy and loud.

In the battle, the new army in the country is to face the enemy. When facing the cavalry, they had a preset plan, so everyone leaned forward slightly, bowed slightly, and still held their steel spears, stepping forward, but the heels of the back feet were pressed behind them. This method can offset the impact to the greatest extent and maintain balance.

Everyone was still moving. At this moment, Xu Jie stood in the queue and felt a completely different atmosphere. This was completely different from the fight with the Warriors Camp. Compared with today, it was more like playing house at that time, but now...

Xu Jie felt a strong murderous aura, which was like an indescribable force, gushing out of his body and emanating from the Tatar Iron Cavalry opposite.

Will you die?

What will happen next?

He had no time to think about it. After nearly half a year of training, everything he had already been cleaned up. He was like a person in a greenhouse. He no longer knew the price, had forgotten the noise in the market, the wine sold in the restaurant, and even the wine coil was not clear.

The only thing he could remember was his parents who were far away in the village, who were eagerly looking forward to himself.

Huh...and there is also the past six months, and every one of these hundred people can remember. Everyone will have some conflicts and disputes in the camp, but more of them are memories of struggling together. Everything in life is blurred. The only thing I remember is that he has a mentor, he practices every day, and many of his robes.

He was proud of the new army in the country and the mentors. More importantly, during the night class, whether it was the knowledge that Ye Chunqiu and Wang Shouren instilled in him, he made him act as a defensive posture without hesitation, shoulder to shoulder with everyone. He stood in the first column, the first column was the most dangerous position, but he still felt pride because he knew that in the army, the first column meant that you were better than others.

There was no blazing fire in his chest, and he seemed to be petrified, his eyes staring straight ahead without moving.

The spring breeze hit, and no one made a sound at this time, only the war horse was neighing and roaring.

The neatness of the new army in Zhenguo surprised Zulu on the opposite side. He was a little tired. The rushing just now consumed a lot of his physical strength. But now, he suddenly found that the infantry on the opposite side seemed a little unsimple. They were wearing thick armor and covered all over their bodies. The fortress in front of him was like a steel fortress. Their steel spears were particularly shining, silver light all over, white, a little dazzling, but what is particularly memorable is that the tip of the spear pierced one by one, and the sharpness was unprecedented.

He had seen many sharp blades, but the sharp spear was never seen.

This is certainly because the sharp blades are often not too light due to the material. Once this is the case, I am afraid that the sharp spear tip will be broken before you stab the enemy to death, but these steel spears are extremely sharp, and the spear tip is as thin as a steel needle.

Zulu's burly body shook. He was a man of a long battle formation and suddenly felt confused. There were so many things that made him incredible to him in this army.

The heavy armor and strange steel spears were even strange in the face. They did not have a car array to cover, but at least they should use a large shield. But they raised their spears, but they arranged a square array in a way that slightly cats and legs spread out from one side to another.

Immediately, he smiled, with a little contempt and mockery. When the Han people fought, wasn’t they the most flirting? Today…

He looked at Batumonk on the stage. He couldn't see clearly, but... he knew that Khan wanted everyone in the school to die. His sharp eyes as sharp as the tip of a knife were passing through his cruel luster and killing... It was something he had become accustomed to after learning to ride a horse.

So he raised his knife.

No need to shout.

The iron cavalry of the Golden Tent behind him gathered behind him. They had experienced such a rush of hundreds or thousands of times, and were already so familiar that they could not be familiar with it. Then they were densely connected together. This was the most basic means of cavalry attack. Using the densest cavalry team to twist into a fist, they did not need to break up all the enemies, they just needed to attack one point, break through a break, completely break up the opponent's array, and then directly divided the opponent into two, then used the high-speed movement to attack frantically, divide the opponent's array into pieces, and launched the attack again and again in the fastest way, never giving the opponent a chance to breathe, and completely confusing the opponent and there was no way to resist. Once someone began to be timid, then, in their eyes, these people were chased by them to the ends of the world like slaughtering lambs, without leaving any armor.

It's a very simple way of combat, but it's not easy to do it.

The failure of the Cavalry Camp was that the charge formation was a bit scattered and could not coordinate at all, so the Tatars immediately seized the opportunity, broke through in an instant, and broke down in one fell swoop.

And now... they are facing infantrymen.

Many people couldn't help laughing, making them face these infantrymen feel like a warm-up after the war. They looked at the infantry array in front of them with disdain, but they couldn't help but show jealousy. In any case, in the hearts of the Tatars, the best thing should be possessed by warriors, and the cowards are only suitable for slaves and servants. These weak Han people are unique, and they are wearing such glamorous armor, which is too much, which makes them wish they can wipe out all of these people to ashes immediately.
Chapter completed!