Chapter 231 The Situation Changes in an Instant

You know, in the era of cold weapons, heavy cavalry was a land overlord similar to a tank.

Even if it is ordinary heavy cavalry, the resources consumed to support a few thousand people are enough to support tens of thousands of elite regular troops.

Not to mention the heavy cavalry.

Even the Daqian Dynasty, which is one of the best among the five dynasties.

Despite being so wealthy, they only maintained a group of heavy cavalry like the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry.

Looking around the world, it is extremely rare.

And now, half of the impoverished Yellow Turban bandits are using weapons made of bamboo or wood.

Some of the ragtag soldiers even came up with a hoe.

Now you tell me that this group of Yellow Turban Army peasants suddenly took out a heavy cavalry from their crotches?
This situation is like when you see a beggar on the street, and the beggar asks you something.

"Brother, do you want to buy a nuclear bomb? I have it in stock."

Then I took you to see a real nuclear bomb on the spot.

What a bummer!
At this moment on the battlefield, Nangong Tianxia and others were staring in amazement.

An unprecedented Taoist army emerged in the Yellow Turban Army's camp - the Iron Pagoda. The military inscriptions engraved on their bodies shone with dazzling light, converging into a towering and majestic pagoda statue.

Nangong Tianxia looked at the Taoist soldiers who suddenly appeared from afar, and his heart was filled with shock.

"Commander, what kind of Taoist soldiers are these? They are heavy cavalry Taoist soldiers!"

The deputy general beside him also saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his voice was distorted by the shock.

Nangong Tianxia did not answer the deputy general's words, but just stared at the Iron Pagoda Taoist soldiers in the distance, with complex light flashing in his eyes.

He knew clearly what the appearance of this Taoist army meant.

The Yellow Turban Army hid such a powerful back-up plan that the outcome of this battle became confusing.

"This... is this the Buddha formation?"

Nangong Tianxia muttered to himself, his voice full of shock and disbelief, "Hasn't this great military formation been lost? How did it appear in the Yellow Turban Army's camp?"

Yun Xinrou beside him also saw this scene and showed an expression of disbelief: "Marshal, this... how is this possible?"

"Isn't the Buddha Formation the Taoist army owned by the Great Firmament Dynasty, which was close to the imperial dynasty and was equally divided among the five great dynasties hundreds of years ago?"

"It was lost hundreds of years ago after the five great dynasties were established. Has it really been found by the Yellow Turban Army now?"

Nangong Tianxia took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner shock.

He stared coldly at the Yellow Turban Army camp in the distance, his heart full of doubts and unwillingness.

He originally thought that the battle was already won, but he didn't expect that the Yellow Turban Army actually had such a powerful back-up plan hidden.

The appearance of this Iron Pagoda Taoist army completely disrupted his plans.

"Hahahaha! Old bastard Nangong."

"You didn't expect that our Yellow Turban Army has such a trump card."

Kong Jin, who had been ravaged by Nangong Tianxia and his Lei Ze Dragon Riders, looked up at Nangong Tianxia with a mocking smile on his face.

As one of Meng Zhang’s backup plans, the three monsters from Lion Camel Ridge had already arrived.

They have already encountered the Taoist army of Tiefutu.

This is the reason why they have the confidence to charge so recklessly.

"I didn't expect that you Yellow Turban bandits actually hid such powerful Taoist soldiers." "However, if you want to keep us here, a Taoist soldier alone is not enough!"

Nangong Tianxia stared closely at Kong Jin and the other two who were leaning against each other with the Dharma image opened, and spoke in a cold voice.

After saying this, he led the charge towards the Iron Buddha Taoist soldiers.

The Sky-Splitting Divine Spear in his hand flashed with dazzling light, like a flash of lightning cutting through the dark sky.

The Lei Ze Dragon Riders behind him followed closely and launched a charge.

Their figures quickly shuttled across the battlefield, like sharp arrows shooting towards the enemy's heart.

The two powerful Taoist armies once again clashed head-on on the battlefield, erupting in an earth-shaking roar.

Nangong Tianxia's Sky-Splitting Divine Spear smashed towards the Iron Buddha Taoist soldiers with the force of thunder, and every swing could take away the life of an enemy.

The Iron Buddha Taoist soldiers were not to be outdone, and relied on their powerful Dharma images and military formations to engage in a fierce confrontation with the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

"Lei Ze!" Nangong Tianxia raised the Sky-Splitting Divine Spear in his hand and shouted loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield like thunder, inspiring the Lei Ze dragon riders around him to fight bravely.

"Dragon Riders take the lead!"

The many Lei Ze Dragon Riders behind him shouted in unison, their voices combined into a powerful force that shook the entire battlefield.

The military formations around him surged wildly, and a mighty image of the Lei Ze Dragon God slowly emerged, with a human head and a dragon body, and made earth-shaking thunder that was deafening and lasted for a long time.

It was like a giant dragon tumbling on the battlefield, with endless majesty and power.

The sound of the dragon's roar was deafening, and wherever the Dharma image passed, the soldiers of the Azure Dragon Legion fell down one after another.

As Nangong Tianxia and Lei Ze Longqi were dragged down by Tie Fu Tu and the three monsters of Lion Camel Ridge.

The situation on the battlefield reversed in an instant.

The Bull Demon King, who was originally suppressed by Nangong Tianxia, ​​now returned to the battlefield with a violent aura like a beast that had broken free from its shackles.

He roared towards the sky, his voice shaking the nine heavens, and the Yellow Turban strongmen behind him were also inspired and their morale was high.

At this time, the Bull Demon King was grinning, waving the mixed iron stick in his hand, and leading the Yellow Turban Warriors to rush towards Yun Xinrou and the Soul-Catching Army like a tide.

The Bull Demon King, who was already extremely powerful, was now like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

At this time, Yun Xinrou and two junior war gods and the Soul-Catching Army were the only ones left in the central battlefield. Facing the crazy attack of the Bull Demon King, they were immediately caught in a bitter battle.

The Soul-Snatching Army's formation, which had already been badly damaged, was torn apart again and again, and the soldiers fell one after another.

Yun Xinrou's body was light and the bow in her hand was extremely agile. She tried hard to move around the battlefield, trying to find a breakthrough, but the Bull Demon King's attack was too fierce, making her feel tremendous pressure.

"Quick! Stop them!"

Yun Xinrou shouted loudly, her voice full of anxiety and helplessness.

When the Soul-Snatching Army soldiers heard Yun Xinrou's cry, they all raised their weapons and fought the enemy with all their might.

However, the strength of the Yellow Turban warriors should not be underestimated.

Under the leadership of Bull Demon King, a god-general with a basic martial arts level of 108, the Huang Tian Dharma image behind him was like the prayer of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping lives on the battlefield.

The Bull Demon King laughed as he watched the battle in front of him. He seemed to have seen the hope of victory.

"Hahaha! Qian Gou, everything that happened to you was within the expectations of Commander Meng Zhang!"

He roared loudly and swung the iron rod in his hand like a windmill.

(End of this chapter)