The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

The heavy hammer almost hit Li Siye's lower back!

But without any warning, he suddenly jumped forward and not only avoided the blow, but even stabbed the chest of a light cavalry in front with the Mo Dao in his hand!

Mo Dao, in addition to the wide and sharp blades on both sides, its front end is also sharp!

The sharp blade of the knife penetrated the cavalryman's chest fiercely like an arrow from a string. The armor was useless. The blade broke through the armor and penetrated into the heart, directly stabbing him through!

Li Siye roared angrily and stirred his wrist hard. The Qingqi's eyes widened suddenly, and before he could even make a sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, splashing all over Li Siye!

With a "bang", the cavalryman, whose internal organs had been smashed, fell to the ground!

"call--"

But at this moment, a sound broke through the air!

It was the meteor hammer that hit Li Siye again.

Li Siye drew his sword back and kicked his right calf back. While avoiding the hammer, he kicked the horse's abdomen under the hammer soldier's crotch with his left foot!

With this kick, the war horse felt pain in its abdomen, raised its front hooves uncontrollably, and neighed from its mouth!

As the horse leaped up, the cavalryman on the horse leaned back. He couldn't swing the hammer in his hand. He hurriedly grabbed the reins to avoid falling off the horse.

But it was this action that had already put him in a dead situation!

Li Siye let go of his left hand, slid back the right hand holding the Mo Dao, and then tightly grasped the handle at the rear.

The knife was heavy enough, so he twisted his body, bent his legs slightly, and his footsteps burst out with a hissing sound on the blood-covered ground, and his body swept forward like a suddenly violent cheetah.

The position of holding the knife extended the distance, and the strength brought by the twisting of the body was enough for him to cut it with one knife!

Without any hesitation, he slashed forward decisively!

At this time, the raised front hooves of the war horse have not yet fallen, and the cavalryman on the horse is still holding the reins tightly. His eyes only turned for a moment before he saw the light of the sword emerging from the horse!

His pupils shrank immediately, and although his eyes had seen it, his body had no time to take countermeasures!

As a result, he could only watch the wide blade cutting from bottom to top!

There was a "pop" sound!

In the gap between the breastplate and the armor, the thick neck came into contact with the cold blade. Without any sign of stagnation, the skin and flesh were instantly cut open!

There was a sound like bubbles coming from the cut throat, but it only took a breath before it was drowned out by the large amount of blood pouring out.

Like a torrent in a mountain stream, flushed blood spurts out.

In the bloody curtain, everything the cavalry saw changed, and they were all soaked in red.

The strong smell of blood seemed to have turned from a smell into a tangible and tangible object.

They were as thick as mist, and like the smelly wind, and allowed no one to refuse. They ferociously penetrated into everyone's nostrils, stimulating everyone almost to the point of going crazy!

"Die!"

There are blood-red cavalrymen who are like crazy, waving their weapons in a disorderly manner, just to quickly kill the terrifying man in front of them.

But this man remained calm. He moved the knife fast and fiercely, and although his breathing was a little rapid, there was no confusion at all.

In a moment, several weapons were swung at his throat and face.

That was the most suitable position for the cavalry to attack.

But almost instinctively, Li Siye relied on his astonishing waist strength to build an iron bridge to avoid the possibility of being injured in the throat, and the Mo Dao was held with both hands instead of one hand.

With the strength of his lower body and strong waist and abdomen, Li Siye drew a semicircular arc with his knife.

Then there was a "Crack" sound, and the front hooves of the two horses in the front were cut off!

Before the cavalrymen who crashed to the ground had time to get up, Mo Dao struck at them again.

With one strike, a body was severed. The powerful and heavy chop was even embedded in the ground under the severed body, showing how powerful it was!

In such a shape, the cavalry are already timid, how can they dare to fight again?

The timid one pulled the reins in panic and retreated quickly, looking left and right, hoping to fight with more companions.

But when I looked around, what I saw was a wall of swords everywhere!

That's a wall of advancement composed of Mo Dao Shou!

The wide and sharp Mo Dao brings far more deterrence to the enemy than the narrow spear head or spear head.

The team composed of a group of swordsmen is just like the wall of swords that keeps advancing!

In addition to bringing psychological fear to the enemy, it can actually cause them huge casualties.

At this moment, these swordsmen were advancing like a wall with these long-handled swords, strangling the enemy's frontal force. Their amazing combat power even caused the heavy armored cavalry to end in pieces!

Looking at these cavalrymen who showed obvious fear, Li Siye shouted loudly:

"Come!"

"Chop them down!!"

The Mo Dao players took long strides and ran forward with ferocious faces. Among the leaping figures, a Mo Dao slashed through everything in front of them!

Compared with the previous battles in Beiku Grassland or Yanluo Mountain, the battle on this hundred-mile plain was far less bloody.

The destructive power brought by Mo Dao is powerful and terrifying.

Horse hooves, human arms, thighs, and broken soldiers still moaning on the ground were scattered on the ground.

The liver that was warm and even exuding white gas was exposed on the ground, and the blood spilled on the ground stained the ground red, as if the scene of hell had truly been brought into reality.

The sound of fighting rang out one after another, bombarding everyone's eardrums, and the wailing and screaming sounded like the sneaking kid, whispering against the ears.

"call--"

Behind the battlefield, Xiong Qian was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

No one came to him, and he had enough troops, so he didn't even join the battle.

But after more than an hour of fighting, he was already sweating profusely.

The advancing wall of knives in the distance and the step-by-step knife seemed to have struck him, and he even felt a little numb all over his body.

This was not an illusion. The heavy armored cavalry, as the main force, were being slaughtered by the rebels like melons and vegetables.

This is not a back-and-forth fight, but more like a one-sided massacre.

The heavy armored cavalry did not play a role, and even now seem like a burden.

At this moment, Xiong Qian suddenly remembered the embarrassing look that Jin Jiande had when he escaped.

That look of losing three souls and seven souls, and being extremely timid still seemed to be vividly vivid in his mind.

It turned out that he actually encountered such a bloody and terrifying battle in Yanluo Mountain.

How could it not be frightening to fight against such rebels?

In this huge casualty, desperate wailing.

Xiong Qian gradually understood everything.