The Kushan heavy infantry led by Osven on the other side was much better than the situation here. Heavy infantry was not very popular on the Han army. Although the defense ability was not bad with armor, the defense of most of the Han army was worse than that of the real defensive troops.

However, the actual positioning of heavy infantry has always been survivability, and only kills when the survivability is guaranteed. Therefore, if you really want to say strength, heavy infantry is more inclined to defend against opponents, hold them down, and then rely on their own survivability to waste their opponents to death.

Of course, there are also very excellent heavy infantry with strong attack capabilities, such as the Thirteen Roses of Rome, but these are relatively alternative heavy infantry. Generally speaking, normal heavy infantry build their own combat methods with defense and survival as the core.

The same is true for the heavy infantry on the Kushan side. However, compared with the real elite troops on the other side, the assault scimitar, the heavy infantry led by Osven is not actually a real dual talent. However, because of its reliable armor and a talent for defense enhancement, it is only thicker than the skin, so it is still OK to block those dual talents with insufficient lethality.

What's more, there is also Osven's talent to support, and the overall situation is better than the other side.

It is also a tragedy. Wang Ping has not yet identified the talent of the legion. Although he has relied on the strengthening of the Shenxiang to achieve the internal energy leaving the body, he has not created his own talent of the legion.

The elite soldiers led by him are indeed very strong if they are to say that they are strong. The blessing of the Yu Legion's talent is indeed a super elite army with dual talents.

But from the beginning, the fight was a little passive, and it became very difficult to overwhelm the opponent as I originally wanted. Osven's heart image relied on the glory of the sun to eliminate negative emotions in his heart, which itself strengthened the soldiers' will. Later, he used the mental image to promote potential, and the quality displayed alone steadily overwhelmed Wang Ping.

If Guan Yu hadn't used his legion talent to swallow the elite talents of his soldiers under his command because of his strong qualities, and after this group of people had grown a new talent like leeks, they would have grown a new talent, that is, sharp talent, I'm afraid Wang Ping would not be a stalemate, but a mess.

With such a talent that has a considerable remedy for one's own lethality, the soldiers on Wang Ping can barely use weapons to kill the opponent's heavy infantry.

It was also a loss of experience. Wang Ping had a certain advantage in command. He relied on scheduling to divide the opposite heavy infantry front when he found the situation was unfavorable.

However, before Wang Ping could mobilize the generals to swallow it, Osven had already set his sights on Wang Ping. After all, they all came out of the East Asian Monster Room, and the battlefield routines were not very different. Killing the commander and brave general first is a long-standing experience.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Ping was exposed, a fierce general with internal energy left his body came directly from the other side and penetrated Wang Ping. As a result, Wang Ping was restrained by the other party within a few seconds.

What's worse is that Wang Ping overestimated his combat level, was tightly restrained by the opponent, and even quickly suppressed himself. It was difficult to command with intuition and experience as before and suppress the performance of the opponent's legion.

"Ding!" However, just when Wang Ping was bored, he handed over a long spear next to him, helping Wang Ping block the opponent's attack, "Zijun, go command the army, he will give it to me."

Guan Yu had all kinds of people, but only a few could command the army. Guan Ping was on the left and Wang Ping was on the right. Liao Hua was cautious and polite to defend the rear army to avoid letting someone snatch the key points.

Therefore, seeing that his command was dragged down by someone on the right wing, Sima Ju picked up his weapons and killed him from the side to help Wang Ping block the other party. After all, Guan Yu's internal energy was quite large, and Dui Zi was not afraid. Besides, Sima Ju had experience in fighting.

What's more, compared to being the leader of himself, who can only command more than a thousand people, to hold the opponent up, and let go of Wang Ping, who can command the entire legion, to better exert the combat effectiveness of the army.

"Thank you, be careful." Wang Ping retreated decisively, and then retreated while regaining the command of the army, thanked him. His fighting skills were pretty good, but he couldn't resist the other party's strength. It would be more appropriate to give it to a professional like Sima Ju.

After all, whether it is Guan Yu or Guo Jia, he is the commander of the legion, and the positioning of most generals and schools who are from the Yellow Turbans, is to lead people to fight hard. Although Sima Ju is already out of his body, his command level has almost no change.

Seeing Wang Ping retreating, the Kushan general reached out to stop him. Sima Jun first stopped him with a gun, and looked at the other party with a grin, "Don't you look down on me!"

The Kushan general wearing a yellow armor looked at Sima Ju in front of him, knowing that he could not get around, so he immediately roared and rushed towards Sima Ju.

"Go to die!" Sima Ju entered a frenzy state with a ferocious expression, and attacked with moves.

"Die, die, die, die!" Sima Ju attacked the opponent as if he was crazy, without caring about physical strength, spear, or stabbing, and there was no complete move, but the overly crazy fighting method directly suppressed the opponent who was stronger than him like a storm.

The instinct of immortality for many years of fighting told Sima Ju that the best choice for one-on-one battle on the battlefield is to fight for life. As long as you show it clearly, even if I, Sima Ju, die here, will also bring you with me, and then the other party will easily fall into a state of retching that I don’t want to fight with the mad dog.

Of course, if the opponent is too strong, then even if you are trying to kill yourself, it will be meaningless. For example, although Guan Yu and Sima Ju's mad dog fighting style can shock the opponent, it will only be a knife against Guan Yu.

Ordinary dogs are unwilling to provoke mad dogs, and even male lions are unwilling to provoke mad dogs, but this does not mean that male lions are serious and mad dogs can withstand a slap.

However, it is obvious that the Kushan general on the other side is not a lion. Although he is quite strong, he even wanted to stop Wang Ping together when he ran away to command. He would do one-on-two. However, as soon as he was distracted from paying attention to Wang Ping, Sima Ju fought to the death.

What blocking, what parry? Thank you, we are not popular with the Yellow Turbans. Come on, let’s fight, see who will die quickly, Sima Ju roars, spears, and the moves are fatal. As for the other party’s attacks, they don’t even look at them. Do you think I’m joking, I’m just fighting!

The thick cloud energy of both sides had already completely suppressed the internal energy of the two. All they could compete was physical fitness. Sima Jun was inferior to the other party in terms of comprehensive strength, but he could not resist Sima Jun's mad dog mode made the other party frightened.

After all, a normal person encounters a madman, even if he is very brave, he will not be willing to fight with a madman. After all, it is meaningless to beat a madman. If a madman bites you, you may think it will be not worth it.

Now the powerful general who came to stop Wang Ping was in such a dilemma. He could still tell whether the other party was trying to fight for his life or not. It was obvious that Sima Ju was trying to fight for his life and death, and the other party was like a mad dog, and he wanted to fight for his life or death.

"Get out!" I really couldn't accept this crazy-like fighting mode. Seeing Sima Ju's attack paused for a moment, the opponent immediately roared and burst out with all his strength. Taking advantage of this flaw to fight a defensive counterattack, preparing to force the madman on the other side to retreat.

No one is willing to fight with the mad dog. There is no benefit in winning, and it is even more troublesome to lose and be bitten by the dog. Therefore, the Kushan general who was disgusted took advantage of this and wanted to retreat.

However, when he stabbed out with a shot, he saw the cunning look in Sima Ju's eyes. He was shocked and wanted to return the shot to block it. However, at this time, the force was too late to retract.

Sima Ju smiled and turned his spear. You thought I was exhausted. You were kidding. I could fire nineteen legion attacks in a row. I wouldn’t be tired. By the way, you thought I was using a spear. I used a chain gun. Our Yellow Turbans were all Qimen weapons, except for Brother Tiao who had a gun back then.

As Sima Zu lured the opponent into a blow, the original mad dog's expression completely faded, and his face seemed extremely high. Mad dog? How could it be? I am the coach of the Yellow Turban Qu, I have a brain. The rest of my life is not an adjective, but a fact.

With the sound of the mechanism turning, the spear in Sima Ju's hand suddenly ejected out and then stretched a lot. The other party relied on his intuition to dodge the vital points of his head, but the moment the spear head flew out, still a blood mark on the cheek of the general.

At that moment, Sima Ju clearly saw the cold sweat oozing from the other party's forehead, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but scratch the corner. The spear head that had already flown through the other party's ear also pulled the chain gun with Sima Ju and twitched towards the opponent's belly and chest like a whip. This was his real killer move.

Originally, ordinary people swung whips, relying on different linear speeds, could make the end of the whip draw air out loud, and Sima Ju's blow directly between the opponent's abdomen and chest. The fierce power was like using a big stick to slap the opponent's body, directly knocking the opponent away from the war horse.

"Go to die!" The moment the other party flew out, Sima Julunwu's chain gun stabbed at the other party again, taking advantage of your illness and killing you. That's it.

However, even though Sima Julian was swept through the belly and chest, he vomited blood and flew backwards. The opponent, who was seriously injured, miraculously rolled on the spot. He avoided Sima Ju's fatal blow with the action of not being ashamed, and then quickly retreated under the guards of his side.
Chapter completed!