Chapter 1691: Prairie fight

Putting on the armor of the heavy armor and carrying the black horse's knives, Tang Zhen felt like a moving metal can.
Although the defensiveness has greatly increased, the flexibility has been weakened, and it can only be said that everything is difficult to perfect.
Tang Zhen did not care. With heavy armor in his body, he was able to rush to the front, without heavy armor, he could also guerrilla killing the enemy.
The size of the city is very large. Tang Zhen and the iron head all killed the road and eventually arrived at the central government.
It was only at this time that the soldiers were killed, but there was no feeling of strength improvement, and it was not known.
Already there are trials who arrive one step at a time, in the spacious and magnificent city hall, at this moment, the corpse has been everywhere.
Among the corpses, there were both sergeants wearing armor and unarmed ordinary people, and they were massacred by equals.
At the moment when Tang Zhen and Tietou entered the city's main government, a hint came from the ear.
"At the end of the second level, please look for the horses, arrive at the battlefield three hundred miles away, and die with the local reinforcements!"
It’s still fighting, but this time it’s become a horse-riding battle, and I don’t know what to say?
Tang Zhen stunned for a moment, facing the iron head: "Don't rush to the battlefield. Since riding a horse, our heavy armor is not enough, and the horse can't bear it.
Let's change the appropriate armor first, and then bring enough supplies to avoid accidents.

The iron head nodded and was obedient to Tang Zhen.
The two began to search in the city government, stayed for half an hour, and then got the materials needed, which was to go to the location where the horses were stored.
At this time, the horse farm is full of people. Because of the numerous horses, just look for one.
The armor worn by the two men at this time should be the standard of the school. It is very heroic.
Stride across the warhorse, gently flick the reins, and then gallop in the direction of the specified.
On the flat official road, there is smoke everywhere, and the fully armed trials are like a black dragon, and they are rushing to the battlefield.
After a siege battle, the number of trials is still over 10,000. It seems that the number is quite large, but it can actually be eliminated more.
What is certain is that as the trial level is constantly refreshed, the trial will become more and more difficult. At that time, the tens of thousands of trials are estimated to be even one percent.
This is also a matter of course, but Tang Zhen has some doubts in his heart. Is it going to kill like this?
If the fate trial is only the case, then it is too simple.
Although I was thinking about things, I didn’t delay my journey. The two were mixed in the team of the trials, and they were getting closer and closer to the destination.
After allowing the horses to rest a few times on the way, the trials continued on their way and eventually reached a grassland that was designated as a battlefield.
As time went by, tens of thousands of trial-makers had arrived, and all of them were sitting at the moment, looking at the far end.
If there are enemies, it must also appear from that direction.
Tang Zhen sat in the battle and looked at the desolate scenery around him. The iron head wiped the knives in his hand and wiped it over and over again.
This long and heavy knives knife was originally a weapon used by the soldiers. It was pushed in rows on the battlefield, like a meat grinder. It can be said that it is invincible.
But in the hands of Tang Zhen and other testers, it became a one-handed weapon, as if the original weight had disappeared.
At this time, the trials have greatly increased their combat power. For example, the leader of Tang Zhen is not much different from the official monk.
"The iron head, if you are unfortunately eliminated, you can go to this place to find me."
When Tang Zhen spoke, he threw a wooden sign with a line of words on it, which was the location of the inn where he lived.
The iron head took a look and nodded, his eyes were very calm.
He saw that Tang Zhen was not a mortal. If he lost his qualification to compete for his son, it would be good to have a target to follow.
The conversation between the two was short and then they fell silent.
Not only two people, but the tens of thousands of knights camp is also quiet and terrible. Only the cold winds pass by, blowing the robes and hunting.
The sky is gloomy, the temperature seems to start to fall, and the murderousness seems to be slowly condensing.
There was some vibration in the earth under the foot, and the frequency was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, it was like thundering, and it made a "boom" sound.
At the end of the grassland, a black line emerges, and countless cavalry are slowly approaching, swept like waves.
The enemy did not charge, and the distance of several kilometers, the horse could not bear.
Tang Zhen gently kicked the horse and followed the trial camp's camp slowly. As the owner of the building, he was the first to participate in this group battle.
At this time, I am not a commander. I can only choose to adapt to the situation and try to ensure my safety. Otherwise, I will be eliminated if I am slightly inadvertent.
On the huge battlefield, the two sides kept coming closer. Later, Tang Zhen could even see the expression on the enemy's face.
Turning his head and glanced at the iron head around him, Tang Zhen said with a smile, "taking care", then pulled the metal face down, and the cold eyes looked straight ahead.
At this time, Tang Zhen has already been boiling.
"kill!"
In the opposite camp, the drums sounded at the same time, and the countless knights simultaneously spurred the horses and rushed to the sea.
"kill!"
The trials shouted at the same time, rushing on without fear, even if the number of enemies was ten times their own, but no one was afraid to retreat.
The war is born, the retreat is dead, and the trialer has no choice.
Two torrents collided in an instant, and the sound of swords and flesh and tears blew through the sky. On the ground, which was originally empty, was instantly covered by the bodies of knights and horses.
The sword broke, the armor pierced, the blood had already stained the grassland, and the dying person's cockroaches became the most common sound on the battlefield.
Tang Zhen waved his sword in his hand, but he continually sprinted forward. Even if the front was a copper wall, he would have to hit it.
Once there is any hesitation, he will be hit by the tester behind him, and then lay down under the horse's hooves.
At this moment, Tang Zhen had a feeling that he was like a part of a huge war machine, and everything was involuntarily.
The numbness of the sword in his hand, Tang Zhen did not know how many people he killed, and he did not know how many knives he had.
He only felt a flame in his body, and it seemed that he could burn at any time, letting him want to scream.
"what!"
Swinging the knife and smashing the long gun, Tang Zhen fiercely screamed, his body suddenly flew away from the saddle and fell directly on the horse's back opposite the enemy.
"Give me to die!"
At the same time, Tang Zhen grabbed the other's helmet and violently twisted it. He only heard the crisp sound of "咔嚓", and the knight fell from the horse back to the ground.
At the same time, several enemies slashed at the same time. Tang Zhen smirked and took a long gun on the horse's back, slashing and slashing around him, killing the enemy continuously.
I don't know how long it has been killed. He has completely turned into a person. There are more and more enemies around him, and the number of trials is getting less and less.
Tang Zhen, who was killing red eyes, was shocked. The boiling blood slowly cooled down. He realized that if he killed him like this, he would die in the chaos sooner or later.
"Iron head?"
Tang Zhen shouted, but did not get a response, which made his heart slightly cold.
After killing two enemies, Tang Zhen jumped onto the robbed horse and rushed straight to the weakest position.
He can no longer hesitate, he must kill the encirclement, otherwise the trial will be destined to miss him.
After rushing out of the distance of 100 meters, Tang Zhen suddenly saw a figure, was gathering with more than a dozen trials, and resisted the attacks of surrounding enemies.
"Iron!"
Tang Zhen screamed and slammed the two enemies on the ground, and the other enemies hesitated to go forward.
"it's me!"
When the iron head heard Tang Zhen’s cry, he pulled off his helmet and laughed at him.
"The situation is wrong, let's retreat immediately!"
When I heard Tang Zhen’s greeting, the iron head did not hesitate, waving a knives knife and smashing it out from the enemies’ encirclement.
"go!"
Tang Zhenxuan’s one-shot horse, the two of them took care of each other and went to the edge of the battlefield.