Peng! Peng! Peng!

It burst directly, blood splashing, and it was terrible.

Pound broke into the Wusun formation on horseback. If a steel knife is impervious to the wind, it will cut every person and kill every person. It is really like cutting melons and vegetables, no one can stop it!

Under his leadership, all the soldiers flocked to Wusun's army. The entire battle immediately entered the white-hot stage of hand-to-hand encounters, bayonet hits, and quick battles.

"Piff, dare to fight with me!"

A Wusun general rushed forward, carrying a big daring club in his hand, round arms and waist, full of flesh and blood, and he was majestic and domineering. He was full of anger.

Pounced straight on Wei Yan, and when he came to him, the big stick flew in the wind, it was a crit!

"go to hell!"

With a loud shout, General Wusun cut off at Pound with all his strength.

In the face of this menacing and sudden smash, Pound not only did not have the slightest fear, even a faint shadow of prey appeared on the corner of his lips, and he stared at the other side with some expectation.

This trick!

He immediately judged that although the opponent's move was fierce, it was nothing more than brute force, and it was not a fear at all!

It's too late to say, then soon!

Pound's steel knife turned in his hand, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, his arms were filled with divine power, he used a trick to fish the moon from the sea, facing the opponent's big stick from an extremely tricky angle, and slammed up.

Although on the surface, this is a contest between ka and ka, only a real expert can tell that Pound’s sword technique has a kind of skill, and this skill is the key to his victory. Where.

clang!

The blade whizzed and flashed through the cold light.

At the intersection of the blades and sticks, sparks burst out suddenly.

According to common sense, a collision of such weapons would have to produce a deafening blast of gold and iron.

But under Pound's move, there was no.

His sword seemed to have deliberately avoided the opponent's strength, and with a strange energy, he collided with the big gang.

Pound changed the arc slightly, and instantly resolved the opponent's supernatural power!

The opponent was shocked, and couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

He seemed to be unable to believe that such a powerful move was easily cracked by the opponent!

dead!

Pound shouted!

The steel knife in his palm was actually against the opponent's big stick, and a spark was drawn out, and it went straight to the opponent's head.

General Wusun wanted to dodge, but he found that his body had already been compressed to the extreme by the opponent, and there was no escape route at all!

Cold light flashes!

Puff, blood shot!

one move!

Pound killed General Wusun with just one move.

The whole Wusun army was shocked, their eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of them incredibly.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

On the other hand, the army of Yetian Kings, under Pound's strong assault, led by the head of the generals from the army, one by one, like wild wolves, coughing and rushing upward, it seems that in their eyes, the opponent is not Wusun warrior at all. But one after another moving military exploits, waiting for them to behead their merits!

kill!

The shouting and killing sounded all over the sky and quickly diffused.

Wusun's army was shocked in an instant. King Wusun hurriedly strangled his horse, holding a scimitar in his palm, beside him, there were generals guarding the left and right. The soldiers around him fought bravely, but they still fell down one after another.

That moment!

King Wusun understands!

The combat effectiveness of the two sides is simply not in an order of magnitude.

He looked a little anxious and couldn't help but swallowed the water, hurriedly reined his horse and turned around, clangingly ordered: "Go! Go fast! Don't want to fight, return to Wusun!"

If the previous second, Wusun soldiers still had a little fighting intent, but at this moment, the remaining little fighting intent, all accompanied by King Wusun's order to retreat, disappeared.

Defeated like a mountain!

The Wusun army retreated like a tide.

Pound moved his hand and shouted sternly: "Brothers, don't give the other party a chance to breathe, chase me!"

Rumble!

Fighting horses came out, chasing Wusun's army, they were cutting all the way, invincible!

Let us say that Pound led Jingqi all the way to chase Wusun's army wildly!

Because Yanqi was already a subject of the Yetian Empire at this time, Pound's cavalry was equipped with a large number of Yanqi horses.

Yanqi Horse has the reputation of a dragon horse and a sea horse. In fact, it does not lose to the sweaty BMW of Dawan. Compared with the cavalry of the Wusun army, it is even worse. It may be inconspicuous when placed there, but once it flies Running up, it was really amazing.

The cavalry under Pound's command, like a pair of pliers, followed Wusun's army for about thirty steps, each holding a crossbow, spreading out a large array of geese, and shooting at Wusun's cavalry. !

Puff puff!

Crossbow arrows are like stars, madly shooting!

In an instant, a group of Wusun cavalry fell down like cutting wheat.

The Pound cavalry took advantage of their weak speed, stuck to Wusun's defeat, and displayed the necessary tactics for hunting and killing!

Kite tactics have become one of the daily training subjects of cavalry in the Yetian Empire, and in the continuous training, they have already used the furnace fire of the **** crossbow. Although it can not be said that the arrows hit, the hit rate is indeed very high.

Seeing group after group of Wusun soldiers fall, the thieves were all frightened and shouted frantically.

"Quick! Block the thief, block the thief!"

"Sakora, you take your cavalry and stop me this bunch of chores. If Kunmi has the slightest damage, I must chop you off!"

"Yes! Brothers, follow me!"

Sacora led a group of soldiers and rushed towards Pound who was chasing by the tail.

Pound did not have the slightest fear, and immediately ordered to turn to the direction of the horse, and the kite tactics were directly transferred to them, another wave of brutal and inhumane crazy killing!

Puff puff!

Crossbow arrows are like stars, madly shooting!

The soldiers under Sacora were shot and killed by a wave of arrows before they rushed to Pound's army!

Sacora was so angry that he clasped the steel knife tightly, and he was about to split, and screamed: "Dog thief! Don't worry! There is a kind of war with me Sacora for three hundred rounds, I must chop off your head as a chamber pot."

But no one paid attention to Sacora.

Not even the slightest anger on their faces!

Because Pound and others know that the key to kite tactics is to be steady and to maintain the rhythm. It is a big taboo to destroy the Great Wall, abandon the crossbow arrows, and carry the sword instead because of the opponent's aggressive strategy!

For this reason, the Yetian Empire specially sent people to curse in daily training, from the eighteenth generation of ancestors to the screaming to be nurtured. Anything unpleasant, just curse, and the curse was extremely harsh.

Sacora's curse, being an official to them, is no different from tickling them, let alone causing them to anger, it is hard to make them smile!

The kite tactics at this moment, in the process of continuous evolution, have reached perfection, without flaws!