"Catch up with them!"

Although He Ruogu shouted the slogan of charging in his mouth, his eyes were carefully observing the situation around him.

If he notices something wrong (qíng), he will choose to evacuate immediately.

The kind that doesn't look back.

Fortunately, although Zhang Liao's intention to seduce was obvious, He Ruogu still did not find any nearby terrain that was unfavorable to the cavalry.

Then chase after the longitudinal (qíng) and behead this group of Han criminals (jiàn) under the horse!

He Ruogu raised his long knife with his backhand and raised it high.

He is the leader of the Xianbei people who entered the pass, and he cannot be timid.

Of course, he didn't know that Zhang Liao was the nephew of the guard general he killed at Yanmen Pass, and he didn't know that Zhang Liao had set his sights on him.

Zhang Liao's more than 2,000 cavalry battalions had actually exhausted their strength to eat (nǎi).

In order to hang the Xianbei people and take them to the predetermined location.

Tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry swarmed towards the more than 2,000 people, like cats chasing mice.

They looked like they had forgotten the people who had just been killed at the gate of their camp.

Bullying the weak and bullying the widow with the crowd.

But it has always been the traditional art of the Xianbei people, and it is also their fine tradition.

Of course.

In fact, the backward throwing (shè) led by Zhang Liao has caused a lot of casualties to the Xianbei people.

But the Xianbei people ignited an almost pathological sense of stimulation for this little white horse general.

They felt that killing this little White Horse General was like killing the psychological (yīn) shadow that the White Horse General brought to them in their minds.

I have to say.

This little white horse general really looks very similar to Gongsun Zhan.

They are familiar with the taste.

It's a hanging fight, but you can't touch it, and this tactic can cause more damage to the enemy with very low loss (qíng) when the number of people on both sides is not much different.

It smells like that.

That's why they are even more crazy and want to kill Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao's white robe was raised in the high-speed movement, the wind was fierce, he observed the nearby environment, and had a plan in his heart, it was about to arrive!

When Zhang Liao stepped into the pre-arranged location.

His movements froze.

"Turn! Scatter! ”

Two directives were given quickly.

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion quickly changed direction at high speed.

The whole force turned rapidly to the southwest, and met at an angle of about 60 degrees to the left, forming a tendency to spread out and close the encirclement.

This made He Ruogu find it a little funny.

Is this little white horse general a mistake?

Could it be that he really felt that his more than 2,000 light cavalry could counter-encircle himself like Gongsun Zhan and carry out encirclement and suppression?

He Ruogu was very confident, he had fought against Gongsun Zhan, and he thought that he was extremely familiar with this method of warfare, and he had enough awareness to avoid frontal damage.

Ignorant children!

Come on!

He Ruogu raised his long knife high and rushed towards Zhang Liao.

But before he could make a successful charge, he heard a movement from behind him, and this movement was not small, and he faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves in his ranks, which seemed to be neatly aligned, thick and powerful, under the cover of the chaotic sound of horses' hooves in his ranks.

Where are the troops coming?

He Ruogu actually knew very well in his heart that there was no one else except General Dark Horse who would appear on the battlefield at this time.

But he was still unwilling, he wanted to look back.

The carousel returned to the ranks, and the Xianbei cavalry had already slowed down as they felt the killing intent coming from behind.

When they looked back and saw the bright "black" flag.

Their hearts are actually broken.

Even if there are only more than 5,000 people on this black horse.

He Ruogu remembered his two principles of prudence, and when he encountered the black horse, he immediately ran!

And now the position where the black riders came was the same direction they had come, so He Ruogu decided not to slow down (shēn), but to continue running.

The little white horse general ran in front, and the black horse general rushed behind.

He Ruogu preferred to continue his advance in the name of chasing the little white horse general rather than advance as a part of the rout (shēn).

In this way, they were able to take advantage of the Xianbei people's superb riding skills and horse endurance to make a large circle back to the camp.

Of course, Chen Chen would not let him get his wish.

The scattered cavalry battalion continued to advance, leading the Xianbei towards the ambush circle, and now the terrain where they were running had begun to slope slightly.

Horse speed was slightly affected.

When He Ruogu saw the Han army on the high slope in front of him, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, he realized that he might have entered the circle (tào).

A circle (tào) that has been laid out by the Han people for a long time.

However, there was no turning back, there was a brave army in front of him, and the black cavalry pursued him, so he either rushed forward or turned (shēn) to fight with the black cavalry.

No matter which way it went, He Ruogu felt that it was difficult to walk.

But after all, he still had to choose one way to go out, otherwise the tens of thousands of Xianbei troops would be buried here, and it was not just a matter of He Ruogu (qíng) alone, but the business of all the Xianbei people who entered the customs.

These tens of thousands of troops are the only combat power that can compete with the Han army among the Xianbei people who have entered the customs.

If the women and children are left, I don't know how they will be dealt with by the Han people.

While he was still thinking about how to choose, the black cavalry led by Zhang Fei had already started a battle with the rear of the Xianbei cavalry.

Across the battlefield, the black rider is unparalleled!

"Come on, have a good fight!"

Zhang Fei's rough voice sounded on the battlefield like thunder, and this shout was not only an encouragement to the Han army, but also a blow to the morale of Xianbei.

"Kill!"

The Taihang black horsemen followed Zhang Fei like arrows into the enemy formation, wielding their weapons, like harvesting wheat, frantically harvesting the heads of the Xianbei people.

The Xianbei rangers could not withstand the onslaught of medium and heavy cavalry such as the Black Cavalry, especially since Zhang Fei's offensive was launched from behind them.

本 (shēn) is already difficult to fight back on the horse.

What's more, the strength of the Xianbei cavalry is not as good as the Taihang black cavalry.

This creates a situation of slaughter.

It is the same as when Zhang Fei was in the grassland, the difference is only the difference between the more rice to be harvested and the difference between the less and the less.

"Happy!"

Zhang Fei let out a happy moan, isn't his favorite thing about a fierce general like him is to rush into battle and kill the enemy?

His arm muscles (ròu) swelled, puffing out large chunks of strong muscles (ròu), and he picked up his Zhangba snake spear, rounded it, and rushed through the Xianbei army.

Like a black lightning bolt, it pierced straight into the hearts of the Xianbei people.

He is the real battlefield winch (ròu).

His blue badge is extremely eye-catching, and the lines of the extremely high-level blue badge tell everyone on the battlefield.

He Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide are the most fierce existence.

His Zhangba snake spear, which is turned into an electric fan, dies when touched, and dies when touched.

He didn't even give the Xianbei people a chance to breathe and get hurt.

A single man rode into the tens of thousands of Xianbei troops, and it was a mess.

As for the black horse, there is another fierce general brother who feels (shēn) comfortable in his heart.

"Taihang Black Ride! Charge with me! ”

Liu Bei brandished his male and female double-strand sword, his old face turned red, and everyone could see that he was extremely excited!

Since he became the Taishou of Taiyuan County, he has rarely had the opportunity to charge into battle and lead his troops to fight.

You must know that during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he took the lead in the charge.

At the beginning, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu were all around him to help him sweep the formation.

Now, he seems to have regained that feeling on the battlefield!

That kind of hearty battle!

The five thousand black cavalry, like the five thousand black tigers and leopards, savagely rushed into the formation of tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry, cutting their lineup apart.

After being divided again, they were devoured one by one.

Sure enough, as the rumors say.

The black riders on the grassland are not only Xianbei human traders, but also a group of black-clad demons and monsters!

The speed of the Xianbei people running forward was forced to raise a notch, and they felt that the shield gun formation was better than facing the black horse.

He Ruogu saw it with his own eyes.

A centurion under his command was directly thrown away by Zhang Fei with a spear, and the whole person was cut apart.

There was also a horse straight from head to toe, as well as under the crotch, which was cut in half.

What a terrible and fierce man this is!

"Onward! Move forward! ”

He Ruogu shouted to the tribal warriors on the side (shēn).

"Don't bother with the black ride after (shēn)! Leaving here, they didn't run as fast as we did! ”

He Ruogu's voice was like a bell, reminding the Xianbei people.

They rushed towards the shield array, only to find a narrow passage in the middle of the formation.

For a moment, everyone wanted to squeeze towards the passage, but there were too many people.

They actually squeezed their teammates off their horses!

There were also horses that collided with horses, which became an obstacle to the horses moving at high speed behind them.

He Ruogu rushed ahead, straight towards the gap, and the Xianbei cavalry on the flanks were not so lucky.

They were either knocked down by pikemen and crossbowmen behind the shield and spearmen, or they were dismounted by their own companions.

For a while, the formation of the Xianbei people, who were originally on the run, became even more chaotic.

"Damn it!"

He Ruogu shook his head.

He felt that this time he was too aggrieved.

Persecuted by the cunning Han people (tào), he decided to reorganize his troops and horses after returning and fight again.

Of course, there is no frontal battle without a dark horse general.

After the tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry successfully broke through the shield and spear array, less than half of them were able to smoothly follow He Ruogu and continue to run.

About 20,000 Xianbei cavalry continued to run wildly.

Because after them (shēn), the army of steppe human traffickers is still chasing after them.

It's just that fortunately, the Xianbei people took advantage of their riding advantages and the advantage of the horse's brisk horse, and gradually widened the distance between them and the black horse, and there was no longer any way to stop their existence in front of them.

All they had to do was keep a steady distance and then turn back to the camp.

As for the wounded, killed, and captured Xianbei cavalry, it is not something they can manage and save.

He Ruogu gasped.

In that formation just now, he felt that the other party was trying his best to ambush him, and at least tens of thousands of Han troops were dispatched!

It seems that I am still very important!

His eyes were fierce, and he thought to himself that when he returned to the camp, he must study it carefully.

Study and see how you can defeat the Black Horse General and the little White Horse General who hangs them in a special way.

Once these two troops are settled, the troops immediately.

He Ruogu felt that the Han infantry who could only stand on the stake and export could not withstand the throwing (shè) of their rangers.

"Xianbei dog! Hand over your head! ”

He Ruogu heard a muffled sound, and his hair stood on end, and he instantly rolled to the side (shēn) and changed to another horse.

"Bang!"

The horse he was riding just now fell to the ground with a bang!

Hiss!

He Ruogu's eyes were straight, he had almost died here!

He saw the horse (shēn) he had just ridden on, and the horse's head was fiercely tied to a weapon, which seemed to be a halberd!

What is this sacred?

He (yù) cries without tears.

Why was he still thinking about the future (qíng) after the detached (shēn) just now, and there was an ambush waiting for him?

How vicious and vicious this person who calculates himself!

At this time, Chen Chen, who was far away in Pingcheng, sneezed.

"Haqiu! Who's reading me? ”