Zhao Muyun kept charging forward, constantly increasing his speed to make the warhorse's charging speed reach the optimal level.
He just wanted to quickly tear apart the Tartar cavalry in front of him, and then kill back and forth among the Tartar infantry to disrupt the Tartar formation, so that the defenders in Weizhou City could beat back the Tartars who rushed up the city wall.
Therefore, Zhao Muyun charged forward with his sword drawn, and did not let these cavalrymen take out their compound bows for long-range attacks first. Instead, he planned to use the galloping of his war horses to get close to the Tatar cavalry and engage in direct hand-to-hand combat.
As for Pushan Tiecong, as if he had made an agreement with Zhao Muyun, he didn't even need to take out the longbow he was carrying.
They drew their scimitars, leaned over their horses, and stared at Zhao Muyun.
Pushan Tiecong was shouting that he wanted to avenge his humiliation, so naturally his men were also looking forward to a hearty battle with their opponents!
call out!
When the two sides were thirty steps apart, Pushan Tiecong had already seen who was leading the Dayin cavalry.
He hesitated for just a moment before the other party rushed in front of him.
A young man, dressed in black clothes and black armor different from the ones around him, was holding a straight-bladed long sword in his hand and was pointing it at Pushan Tiecong's throat.
Pushan Tiecong hurriedly swung his sword to block.
when!
After a very crisp sound of metal clashing, before Pushan Tiecong could even exclaim, a cold light flashed before his eyes.
After suffering a loss last time, Pushan Tiecong immediately changed the main weapons of his cavalry.
Abandoning the scimitars that could be easily cut in half by the enemy, Pushan Tiecong ordered all his men to use blunt weapons such as iron pestles and maces.
However, Pushan Tiecong was determined not to give up and refused to change his scimitar.
So, his scimitar was immediately cut off when it encountered Zhao Muyun's horizontal sword.
At the same time, Zhao Muyun used the force of the charge to continue slashing at Pushan Tiecong's face.
The two sides hedged against each other, doubling their speed.
Pushan Tiecong couldn't avoid Zhao Muyun's sword at all.
Before he could scream, he was hit in the face by a knife!
Blood suddenly appeared like a rainbow!
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