Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 199 Brutal Killing

Several drivers cried out in pain and hurried to check the axles.

The soldier also frowned and leaned over, and found that the thick axle was indeed broken by the carriage.

"Please pull the car aside first and don't block others from entering or leaving."

The soldier shouted and turned to look at the carriage on the drawbridge.

But just as he took a step, he felt the ground shaking.

Suddenly looked up and looked into the distance.

"Report to General Qin immediately, there is a situation!"

The soldiers shouted vigilantly.

Qin Fang, who was standing on the city wall at this time, also felt something unusual and looked from a high place.

In the sight, there was a group of small black dots moving quickly, suspected to be a cavalry.

Qin Fang's heart immediately jumped up.

His gaze turned to the carriage on the drawbridge.

"Quick, lift the carriage down and pull up the drawbridge."

The soldiers guarding the city immediately ran towards the carriage.

The coachman swung his whip hard, lashing the pulling horses.

However, the vehicle was too heavy, and the three horses struggled forward but were unable to pull the vehicle.

After struggling and pulling hard for a while, the rope suddenly broke and the strong horses ran away in all directions.

This was even more embarrassing, as the car body was left leaning on the suspension bridge, pressing down on one end of the bridge.

The black spots in the distance moved very quickly, and gradually in people's eyes, they turned into galloping war horses.

The Qin side had realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately sent more soldiers to move the car.

The vehicles were too heavy, and the two carriages were paralyzed on the drawbridge and at the city gate respectively.

One held down the drawbridge, and the other held up the city gate.

A dozen soldiers were divided into two groups to lift the carriage, but they were unable to move the heavy carriage at all.

Qin Fang became anxious, realizing that he had fallen into the enemy's trap.

He shouted loudly, asking more soldiers to move the cart.

However, the cavalry in the distance were moving very fast. It only took a dozen breaths of time for the cavalry to appear from the moving black dots.

There were two hundred elite Tartar cavalrymen, with Nalan leading the way.

The warhorse under her crotch had its four hooves barely touching the ground, as if it was flying in the wind.

The knight behind her was pulled far away by her.

Just as the soldiers were trying their best to move the carriage, Nalan's horse had already run less than a hundred steps away.

Qin Fang found that it was too late.

"Come here, guard the entrance to the suspension bridge. Even if you die, you cannot retreat even a single step!"

He shouted loudly, raised his spear and rushed down the city wall.

Teams of soldiers rushed out of the city gate, crossed the drawbridge, and came to the front of the trench. They gathered together and stretched out their spears, aiming at the oncoming horses.

Nalan drew his long sword and waved it in front of the galloping warhorse.

The fluttering cloak and silver armor illuminated by the sunlight made him look like a god descending from the sky, leaving the soldiers of the large sect stunned.

The moment the two sides came into contact, Nalan's long sword pushed away the spear blocking the horse.

The warhorse rushed past.

The soldiers standing in the front were knocked far away by the galloping war horses.

Nalan did not stop. His horse jumped over the paralyzed carriage on the drawbridge and rushed towards the Qingshui city gate.

The Tartar cavalry behind her also rushed forward on horseback.

Hundreds of soldiers were torn to pieces by the charge of horses.

No matter how hard you try to stop it, it's no use.

Qin Fang picked up his spear, jumped on his warhorse, and rode to the city gate.

I saw a war horse leaping over the top of a carriage at the city gate.

Rushed into the city gate.

Qin Fang shouted, "Go to hell!"

He raised his gun and urged his horse to meet them.

Behind him, countless large cavalrymen rushed out from the streets and galloped towards the city gate.

The Qin army and Nalan met at the city gate.

His spear trembled, and the red tassel flashed a bright red in the sunlight. The foot-long spear tip pierced Nalan's throat quickly.

The two war horses passed each other, Nalan slightly tilted his body to avoid the spear tip and swung his long sword.

Qin Fang's shot missed, and he immediately raised his spear and blocked it in front of him.

At the same time, Nalan's long sword chopped off the barrel of his gun with a clang.

Qin Fang originally wanted to block the opponent's knife, and then turn around and launch a surprise attack.

Unexpectedly, when the long sword hit the gun, a huge force came, which shook his body and made him almost fall off the horse.

Damn, so powerful!

At first glance, I found that the opponent was not strong and should be a nimble opponent.

Who knew that as soon as they came into contact, they would suffer a great loss.

With great difficulty, he controlled the horse, stopped the downward force, and turned over to sit upright.

When he looked back, the enemy's horses had already rushed into the large cavalry team.

The Tatar cavalry outside the city gate had also rushed to the gate.

Qin Fang looked around, turned his horse around, and shouted loudly for the cavalry to surround the city gate.

He then rode his horse towards Nalan.

He knew that if this guy with strong arms rushed into the city, the destructive power would be enormous.

Countless large cavalry units collided with the elite Tatar cavalry.

The two sides engaged in a desperate fight.

Among the 200 elite cavalrymen of the Tartars, six were in bronze armor.

Bronze armor is like a heavy tank on the battlefield, and almost no one can stop it.

Facing such an enemy, the large number of cavalry basically lost their resistance.

Although he has improved a lot under Lin Feng's intensive training.

The current soldiers felt tremendous pressure as soon as they came into contact with the enemy.

It only took a few breaths for him to collapse.

Several bronze-armored Tartars rushed forward, plowed several trenches in the large number of cavalry, and broke out of the encirclement.

Nalan rode his horse into the city, brandishing his sword and killing anyone who stood in his way.

Whether they were soldiers or civilians, they were all beheaded with a single blow.

Blood spilled down the street.

Her purpose is simple: to kill.

No chicken or dog left.

On the streets that were bustling just a moment ago, people were now hiding everywhere and the situation was chaotic.

Qin Fang chased Nalan closely.

He knew that this was the Tatar leader, and if he could capture him, he would be halfway to victory.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's horse was fast and after chasing for a long time, he was unable to close the distance.

Until the enemy fought all the way to the north of the city, turned their horses around, and stood opposite the Qin side.

The two were more than thirty steps apart, secretly adjusting their heart rates and postures.

The war horses took small steps, gradually closing the distance between them.

Only then did Qin Fang carefully look at the Tartar in front of him.

He was wearing silver armor and a silver helmet, which covered his face and made it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

Only a pair of eyes remained, emitting a faint blue light in the sunlight.

Qin Fang took a deep breath, knowing that this man was a strong opponent. After adjusting his state, he squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

Both sides started almost at the same time, speeding towards each other.

Although Qin Fang has made sufficient psychological preparation.

Unexpectedly, he was still shocked by the opponent's power.

He blocked the opponent's long sword, but his arms were still numb and his brain was dizzy from the opponent's strength.

When he swung the sword for the second time, the angle was slightly deviated and he was knocked off his horse by the opponent.

Qin Fang rolled over to avoid being trampled by the warhorse's hooves.

With a flash of his body, he broke through the wooden door and went into a house beside the road.

Lin Feng said that in case of force majeure, saving lives is the most important thing and safety comes first.

Nalan smiled coldly, ignored Qin Fang, pulled the reins, and rushed away.

At this time, the Tatars at the city gate had already rushed into the city gate under the leadership of six bronze-armored men.

They scattered everywhere and started a brutal killing.

The Tartars' practice was to not let any living creature go, and to chop down anything that could move.

The whole city was filled with the smell of blood.

Qin Fang climbed up from the house and felt like a stone was pressing on his chest.

His originally handsome face turned pale.

Not only does it make you hold your breath, but there is also a fishy and sweet taste rushing up during the movement.

"Fuck, you're so strong, are you still a human being?"