"Hahaha, the Northern Huns are no good, even the old goods are taken out and used!"

The lord of Yanqi country, Zhong Decay, pointed at the two thousand bodies of the rickety, and the white-haired old soldiers of the Northern Huns at the head of the formation laughed loudly, this kind of old goods have come out to fight, can they ride a stable war horse? Can you wield a sword? I'm afraid it's not like it's going to fall down when you touch it.

"Zhong Yu, don't be careless, the Northern Huns are now being pushed to the extreme, I'm afraid they're going crazy!"

The lord of the Qiuci country, Jiangbo, did not have the slightest contempt, except for Wusun, he had the most dealings with the Northern Xiongnu in the Qiuci country, and these warriors who could be comparable to the elite of the Han family could not tolerate them to have the slightest contempt.

"What are you afraid of, Jiang Silk, if you are afraid, I will go first!"

Zhong Yu raised his head, and swept his eyes at the silk with disdain, isn't it just an old thing with a punch, watch me cut them!

Yi Pei, who was watching the two of them silently like a monkey on the side, sneered in his heart, what kind of idea did Zhong Yu play, he was clear in his heart, didn't he just want to take down these two thousand Northern Hun veterans first, so as to invite credit in front of the Han family? Although those are veterans, they also belong to the soldiers of the Northern Huns, shamelessly say, that is also a proper Northern Hun elite, the former elite!

"Humph! Okay, okay, you go up, I don't fight with you. ”

Jiang Silk was so angry that he almost didn't want to cut it with a knife, how could the Northern Huns be so easy to provoke, even if it was an old bone, it could bite your teeth. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted Yan Qi to save some more troops and kill the Northern Xiongnu in the future, and the two could unite against Wusun after the Han family left, he didn't bother to mention this bastard.

"Hah! Warriors of Yanqi Kingdom, kill with me! ”

He didn't believe it, 10,000 young warriors against 2,000 old things, he could still lose! Even if he exchanged two lives for one life, he would admit it, and he would not lose by handing over his head to the Han family anyway.

Looking at a cavalry of nearly 10,000 people on the right side rushing towards him, Lan Jin's grandfather, the former first-class top powerhouse, the chief of the Northern Hun Guard-Lan Xiao slowly pulled out his sword, and casually played with a knife flower and chuckled

"These miscellaneous pieces dare to use knives against me, old brothers, it seems that we have to get the knife dirty today."

"Hahaha~"

As soon as these words came out, the two thousand old soldiers immediately burst into laughter, and their expressions were extremely relaxed, without the slightest taste of slaughter before the war.

An old man next to him laughed and said loudly

"Chief, I don't look down on these miscellaneous pieces, my knife that has been sharpened for decades is for the Han family!"

"Don't worry!"

Lan Xiao slapped the horse's buttocks with the back of a knife and yelled

"Kill the miscellaneous pieces in front of you, and then fight the Han Chamber!"

"Fight the Han Room again, kill!"

More than 2,000 old soldiers roared like thunder, the fierce battle intent exploded in an instant, and the surging momentum was suppressed by nearly 10,000 Yanqi cavalry in an instant, with the former Xiongnu guards as the front, an almost perfect arrow array rushed less than fifty steps to form naturally.

The cloudy old eyes began to exude a bloodthirsty essence, the dry arms slowly bulged, the blade in the hand naturally tilted down forty-five degrees, and the body leaned slightly, perfectly catering to the rhythm of the galloping war horse, although the war horse under the crotch was not his old buddy, but due to the superb riding skills, the speed of the whole team became faster and faster, and at the moment when the two sides engaged, the speed reached its peak.

At that moment, Zhong Yu only had time to see the corners of the other party's slightly upturned mouth and cruel and murderous eyes, and a ray of sword light swept the horse's head from the bottom to the top and slashed towards him, and then the sky swirled for a while, and finally his eyes gradually became dark.

Lan Xiao, who rushed out from the nearly 10,000 enemy troops, wiped the blood on his face, panting very regularly, he cut off at least a double-digit human head after this killing, except for the first enemy who cut off a few strands of his hair, no other hairs were touched, however, this does not mean that he was not hurt.

The right hand bone holding the knife burst, the eight layers of the ulna and radius were broken, the shoulder blade was misaligned, and the lumbar spine was sprained, this is still where he can feel the injury now, and the lower body that was tied to the horse's belly didn't even feel it, I have to say, after all, he is old, his bones are fragile, his blood is weak, and no matter how superb his combat skills are, his body is difficult to support.

He dared to guarantee that his fighting blade did not collide with anything except the enemy's neck, but he still suffered very serious damage, not to mention other old pawns who were not as good as him, and when he turned his head to look, there were less than 1,500 old pawns re-arrayed behind him, and this was because they were all tied to their horses, and it was estimated that there were less than 300 people who could really fight with knives!

The others are either dead, but the body is still on horseback, or they are only left to hang with one breath left, supported by the last breath of heart, but as long as they move, they will immediately soften.

When they 1,500 old soldiers came out in unison and glanced at each other, Sen Han's killing intent and military momentum forced the remaining 60,000 Western Regions soldiers to retreat a few steps in a panic, and caused a lot of commotion.

The tiger is still dead, not to mention that they are not dead!

"Guys, how about going up together?"

Epp said with a serious expression to the terrified Lord of the Turtle beside him, he is also panicked now, two thousand old soldiers against nearly 10,000 strong cavalry, actually killed through, and more than 3,000 people were killed, and the other party fell off the horse only 500 people! The battle ratio of one to eight is not so terrifying, this is still an old pawn, what kind of person is this?! This Northern Hun has hidden attributes, right, the older you get, the more you can fight? He clearly remembered that even if he was just with the main pawns of the Northern Huns, it was about a battle ratio of about one to three.

"Good! Let's go together! ”

Hearing Eppe's suggestion, Jiang Bo nodded decisively, not absolutely bullying the less at all, plus bullying the old with less or something, the other side is so terrifying, and it is estimated that more than 10,000 people rushed up to die, let's go together!

"One, together!"

On the other side, the new owner of the car division who was about to be scared to death nodded in a panic, he really wanted to turn around and run now, glory and wealth, holding power or something, although he wanted it very much, but he wanted his own life more, but now he can't run, he can only bite the bullet, he has already decided, don't think about killing someone or something, save his life.

"Whoever beheads the Northern Huns will be rewarded with ten gold! Kill! ”

Epb roared and slew out first.

Under the heavy reward, there is still no shortage of brave men, and the originally low morale has finally risen a little under Ep's roar, at least now Wusun's cavalry did not hesitate to follow Ep and kill him with a roar.

Call~

With a long sigh of relief, Lan Xiao had just endured the sharp pain in his hand bones and raised his sword and was about to charge at the enemy again, when he suddenly remembered the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and the next moment, a large number of Northern Hun knights roared past him, and brutally collided with the Wusun cavalry who rushed over.

His elders have already killed the first enemy army for themselves, killed the enemy's morale, and won the first place, and now it is their turn to perform for the young men of the Northern Huns! It's just a miscellaneous soldier in the Western Regions, and Lao Tzu wants to do a dozen or ten!

"Hahaha~, the juniors are so brave, how can I wait for these old things to be inferior to the juniors, brothers, kill with me!"

Lan Xiao, who was stroking his beard and laughing, bit his sleeve, tore out a piece of cloth and tied his palm and knife together, and waved it twice at will, feeling acceptable, although it was still painful, but acceptable.

Seeing this, the rest of the old soldiers also tied their swords to their palms one after another, since they went to war today, they didn't think about going back alive, even if they went back, it was a burden to the Northern Huns, it was better to die on the battlefield, a warrior should be like this, the only regret is to die in the hands of these miscellaneous people, not under the knife of the old enemy Han family!