Wei Yongzhi's rabbit lips moved, and the tip of the lance pointed at Kuvolitu, and everyone could see clearly that this Hun general who took the lead was the leader of these Hun cavalry, just like a wolf.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the back of Wei Yongzhi's head, his face changed, and he instinctively shrank his head, only to feel a strong air flow flying overhead, and even the helmet was taken to fly, and then looked ahead, Na Kuvoli suddenly flew out from the horse, there was an extra lance handle on his chest, and his eyes were full of fear, and even when he even took more than ten steps with the lance and nailed it to the ground, he muttered: "What a fast lance!" ”

Bursts of cheers rang out in the Beifu army: "Brother Jinu is mighty, Brother Jinu is mighty." ”

On top of Xiaogang, Liu Yu had a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stroked his arm: "This kind of martial arts, dare to rush into battle?!" ”

Sun Chu said with a smile on the side: "Brother Jinu, you are too powerful, this distance of more than 100 steps, a direct hit with a lance, how did you do it?!" ”

Liu Yu grinned: "Three Danzi, take the time you spend practicing the stone lock every day to go to the small forest to practice flying lance like me, you can too." ”

Ku Nan's eyes were cracked when he saw it from behind, and he shouted: "Volitus! He was about to fall off his horse, but several guards behind him hurriedly rode over to support him, so that he did not fall off his horse.

Ju Nan shook off the people around him fiercely, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Rush me, I saw it, the one standing on the small hill is the enemy who killed my son, you must capture him alive, I want to dig up his heart and liver alive, and pay tribute to my son!" ”

With Kuvoli giving Liu Yu a lance to death, the Hun cavalry who were charging in front, the kind of indomitable momentum just now, had a little drop, because the ground was full of corpses, so they could not add to full speed when they impacted, when Kuvoli fell off the horse, many people behind him were afraid of stepping on him, and they all walked around his corpse, and there were more than ten horses running to his side, dismounting and wanting to help him up, to see if there was any help, which made the Hun cavalry array that was charging a little chaotic, as for that full speed, It's impossible to talk about it.

Liu Yu saw it clearly, and said loudly: "Shoot the arrow, release the arrow, shoot me hard!" ”

His order was soon transmitted to the front line in the form of flags and horns, and a loud military horn sounded, and in the phalanx behind the shield wall lance forest, there were bursts of dark clouds of arrows, ruthlessly pouring within a hundred paces, indiscriminately covering the shots, so that the Hun cavalry, who were riding horses and waving their lances, were trying to speed up, and fell from their horses one after another.

But these Hun cavalry are the elite troops of the headquarters of the difficulty, not the servant cavalry in front of them who have a little Jiujiu in their hearts, afraid of death and difficulty, even if they lose their leading generals, even if they suffer heavy casualties, even if they are in front of a shield wall and lance forest, they still never flinch, and the living people roar and rush to the front array of the Beifu army, because they believe that as long as they rush up and collide with it, they can crush these Jin troops with iron hooves!

Here, the garrison behind the Beifu Army has been on top of the front, and the front team is at a level, which makes the original staggered array into a neat horizontal line, the front three rows are shields and lancers, and they are separated by about five steps in the rear, two rows of archers are hanging into the sky at the fastest speed, releasing arrows, hitting the enemy in front, and behind the shield wall, it is the teams of each team are shouting hoarsely: "Resist, resist, prepare to prevent the enemy cavalry impact!" ”

The fighters in the back row shouted neatly slogans: "Withstand, withstand, withstand!" While shouting, he leaned forward, and put his hands on the waist and back of his companions in front of him to increase his concentration when preventing impact, while the infantry on the front line stood up from the ground, tied up their horses, and firmly supported themselves on the ground, leaning forward slightly, holding the lance in their hands tightly, and a cold light flashed in their eyes, and stabbed straight at the Hun cavalry rushing over.

"Peng" "Bang", finally, dozens of Hun cavalry, rushed through the arrow rain array in front, many of them have a lot of arrow shafts inserted into their bodies, covered in blood, but still managed to hit the infantry phalanx of the Beifu army, even if it is not a full impact, at that time the speed of dozens of miles, the weight of the people with horses of four or five hundred catties, is still a huge shock wave, rushed to the Beifu military formation, suddenly there were many small gaps, and those soldiers who were on top of each other, It was to draw deep marks on the ground under the legs that hit the ground alive, and the entire three rows of people retreated.

Tan Pingzhi held a big shield in his hand, he didn't hold a lance, both hands were dead clasped on the handle on the back of the shield, a hideous Hun cavalry, directly crashed into his front, the mace in his hand was raised high, and then smashed heavily into the big shield in front of Tan Pingzhi.

"Bang", a huge momentum came from Tan Pingzhi's hand, he felt that his arms seemed to be twisted hard for something, and suddenly numb, and then, the Hun rider with people and horses, hit his shield, Tan Pingzhi quickly closed his mouth, the two cheeks were full of gas, his eyes were open, his feet were firmly rooted on the ground, but to this huge momentum, rushed back involuntarily, fortunately the nephew Tan Shao behind him, the hand on his waist was strong enough, so that he would not fall.

The hideous face of the Hun cavalry is clearly displayed in front of Tan Pingzhi, full of knife marks, Tan Pingzhi knows, this is the custom of the Huns, when relatives and friends die, to draw blood marks on the face above the funeral, in order to show mourning, which also makes most Huns look like evil ghosts, and they don't even need to wear masks to be scary.

Tan Yizhi gave this bump, and he had to withdraw as many as seven steps, his viscera was vibrating violently, but the huge momentum was gradually getting smaller, when Tan Yizhi felt his legs, to push out the seventh step, he finally realized that this time it was withstanding.

Tan Pingzhi laughed: "Hu Gou, do you have this strength?!" But that's it! Give me a stab! ”

At the moment when the Hun rushed to the shield, because the speed of the impact was not too fast, he did not fly out of the horse directly, his feet were firmly twisted in the stirrups, and the mace in his hand was waving left and right, wanting to smash all the Jin soldiers around him who could get it, of course, what he wanted to smash the most was Tan Yizhi, this ironclad man hiding behind the shield was the target he had long looked at, but his mace hit out many times, and the surface of the shield flew in all directions, but it could not be as he wished.

Tan Yizhi's eyes widened, and he picked up a long lance inserted in the ground, and roared sharply: "Thorn, thorn!" ”