In the face of Hu Qi, you have to be professional!

First, Zhang Liao has speed, a small whirlwind on the bed, ......five seconds at a time, cough cough, the general male silver of the Han style, Wang Hou's infantry can't catch up with his two legs, he can easily catch up with his four legs, and secondly, Zhang Liao has a vision, and he aimed at the vital heart of the Wuhuan people at a glance.

Herd!

When encountering danger, the Wuhuan people can throw away their tents, and the elderly, and even women and children, turn around and run away without nostalgia, but there is one thing they can't discard anyway, that is, the herd that belongs to the tribe!

One of the most important causes of the collapse of the Western Roman Empire was that the weather suddenly became extremely cold, and the nomads who originally lived in the northern steppes or forests could no longer bear this severe cold, and could not support enough food for the tribe to survive, so they had to go south in waves to the land of the farming people to find food and make a living!

Now the power of the Ice Age is just beginning to emerge, these lower tribes that do not belong to the Wuhuan, and the conquered people who do not know which tribe they come from are already a little unbearable, so even if they pay hundreds or even thousands of losses, these three Wuhuan lower households will come to rob Wang Hou, because after grabbing the grain, they can starve to death by 2,000, 3,000, and 4,000 people in the cold winter, so that the children can grow up again into warriors who control the strings of the prancing horse.

But looting is to keep the present, but the herd is the lifeblood and future of the tribe! Before the Ice Age Cataclysm, unless your surname is Er, you will lose your flock of tribes, and no matter how noble your bloodline is, you can only become horse bandits or take refuge in other tribes as cannon fodder.

And now, when the food and grass of each tribe for the winter are seriously insufficient, if they are really taken away by the Han army or kill all the sheep, then the three tribes will only starve to death!

What's more, there are also noble people sent by the Qiu Juli Department of the Wuhuan royal clan to command and supervise the battle in the big camp!

Hula, in Wang Houdu's cold sweat, tens of thousands of Wuhuan cavalry walked around in front of him with their teeth and claws, and then turned around and ran back to rescue his camp.

But despite the shaking of the horse's hooves behind him, Zhang Liao didn't even look back, he still focused on lowering the riding gun, and his eyes were only staring at him.

I have to say that the nomads are brave and good at fighting and are not afraid of death, but the fatal flaw in the tribal character is that men are too lazy!

In the tribe, most of the livelihood work is carried out by women, and the elderly, both male and female, have to help, but the middle-aged men will never extend their hands!

On the edge of the tribe, the ice and snow are extremely plastic, and the big war is coming, but they would rather squat there like huskies than dig a dog.

In the tent, a few fat men who were still roasting on fire, wearing new leather jackets and covering Han silk cloth inside, listened to the vibration of the horses' hooves, and just stunned to come out with a milk tea cup, and saw countless cold and shining spears heading straight to their heads.

Puff......

Zhang Liao's half-meter pair of long spear blades shook slightly, and in the cold weather, the blazing blood evaporated with white steam, and the uproar just splashed on the yellow totem of the deer's inner skin, and the totem smeared with yellow pigment was poured and blurred.

Looking at the gorgeously dressed Wuhuan fat man and nobleman holding his half-torn throat and kneeling on the ground, Zhang Liao's knife was chopped and axed, and the handsome face of the extraordinarily tough guy couldn't help but glow with a wave of contempt and unexplained hatred, and the tip of the gun under his arm was fine-tuned, and two or three seconds later, another Wuhuan woman who ran out of the tent in a panic was also slashed by Zhang Liao's spear blade, and the crisp sound of her neck was cut off by more than half, her head was crooked into a strange posture, and she collapsed to the ground with fear and pain.

Zhang Liao is by no means the kind of knight in the West, he and his subordinates are real wolf riders, not only fierce in battle, but also ruthless as iron, without mercy, thousands of cavalry have flown over, the battalion of the three tribes is as if it was run over by a big truck, the felt bag sweep collapsed, the fence collapsed, and all the way through, regardless of men, women and children, it is not wrong! The corpses of those who had been stabbed by a spear and trampled to death by the hooves of horses were in a mess, and the white snow was painted with a layer of crimson by him.

After drawing a circle, passing through the camp, and even inserting dozens of Wuhuan people to the back of the camp, with sweating profusely, the wolf rode that was rising, Zhang Liao slowed down his horse and turned around.

On the slender and sharp sunshine green steel spear, drops of blood fell in the snow, and the wolf riders also exuded a steaming white hot mist, and the horses also emitted a steaming white hot mist, and their faces were condensed with murderous ferocity and hideousness, and their eyes were really looking forward like wolves.

Stepping on the stirrups and carrying the reins of the horse, looking at the nomadic cavalry formation that had been gathered behind him, more than ten times his own like a cloud, he shook the blood droplets on the gun slightly, and suddenly Zhang Liao shook the reins of the horse again, and roared like thunder.

"Kill! Drive! ”

With the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, the scarlet killing machine roared out again.

Although indifferent, the Wuhuan people are not without feelings, and the bloody slaughter of their camp has also aroused their full anger.

Cracking sound......

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There was a false alarm, and the kidney that almost didn't hurt was lost, and at this time, Wang Hou also climbed back to the snow wall where he froze his feet from outside the city, and now Zhang Liao is not the only benefit of his subordinates, and it is not so distressing to watch him lose.

The armor has been canceled so much, the protection is definitely not as tight as before, under such a dense arrow rain forest, damage is inevitable, in the telescope, under the colorful arrow rain, from time to time there are warriors of the iron cavalry of the state screaming and falling from the horse.

But this is the tactics of the Han army in this era, let your arrows rain down, I run forward with enthusiasm, yes, the Han people who farm on the archery are never the opponents of the nomads who ride horses and graze and shoot rabbits, but don't let me rush to you, even if half of the dead and wounded in the rain of arrows, as long as you get close, the lord will kill you!

Since the magnificent Han-Hungarian all-out war of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the children of the three counties of the Central Plains cavalry who drank the water of the Yellow River were so enthusiastic and charged against the overwhelming rain of Xiongnu arrows.

The effect is also remarkable, more than 900 wolves rode to the Wuhuan array, just like a hot knife cut into butter, and divided with the trend! The sharp, sharp and slender blades of the guns were invincible, and the nomadic cavalry who stood in the way really rushed to the ground, and the short tomahawk nomadic knife was stabbed through without even touching people.

Especially Zhang Liao, Wang Hou watched him roaring left and right in the telescope, and no one was even his enemy, in the center of the Wuhuan army, an old man with a head full of pigtails and non-mainstream still roared and roared with all his might, and Zhang Wenyuan had already killed him in front of him, the slender blade passed through the neck, and the good head circled up.

No wonder Wuhuan Xianbei and these people are willing to comb their pigtails, the first level is easy to mention! Qingshu ape arm took the head that still had a look of disbelief and horror over and tied it to the horse's neck, and grabbed the riding gun under his armpit in his hand, again, Zhang Liao shouted and rushed to kill, along the way, seeing his oolong mount with a human head, the Wuhuan disciples avoided it in fear, and no one dared to have the courage to fight with him again.

After a while, the mighty cavalry array was killed by him.

"This is the Wolf Rider?"

Although the armor has been reduced, I have to admit that this cavalry is more fearless and more ferocious than when he was under his own command, and when he put down the binoculars, Wang Hou himself couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and shook his head heavily.

After a while, Wang Hou suddenly turned his head and roared.

"Zhuge Fugui, blow the military trumpet, the whole army assaults, those reserve soldiers are also counted, tell the big guys, behead the first level and give a double reward, the whole army, assault!"

"The last general obeys!"