Chapter 267: The Devil's Nineteen Horsemen Show Their Might!

Lin Lin Gui is Lin Lin Zhang's most optimistic grandson, and he is cultivated as a future heir, so the clan calls him the little leader, and Lin Lin Gui's father Lin Lin Meng is called the young leader, speaking of which, his father Lin Lin Meng is still stained with his light.

Lin Lin Guixin shook his head arrogantly and said: "My steppe warrior is a natural knight, and there is no need to be so vigilant to deal with small people such as Er, besides, the sun is about to set, we must end the battle before dark!" ”

Nok Si was silent for a while, and then couldn't help but persuade: "Don't underestimate the little leader...."

Lin Lin Gui waved his hand and suddenly interrupted: "I'm not underestimating the Qin army, I believe in the grassland warriors!" ”

Nock Si nodded helplessly and stopped talking.

Qin army formation!

Du Changjing rode a few steps forward on his war horse, then turned around, facing the seventy thousand Great Qin Iron Cavalry, glanced around at the soldiers with sharp eyes, and then said expressionlessly: "The soldiers of Great Qin, the enemy army opposite, holding scimitars, they are dreaming, they all want to bury our bones in their pastures, fertilize their land, destroy our houses, and trample our land!" ”

"For hundreds of years, they have done it countless times, I don't know how many generations of Qin people have stayed in this fertile grassland forever, and now they are here again, they can fight Jin today, and they can kill Qin tomorrow, it doesn't matter if you are afraid or not, we don't have a choice!"

"If you see the general fall from his horse, don't mourn, don't stop charging, follow the banner closely, hold the spear tightly, wield the sword, and swear to the death!"

"Swear to death!! Swear to the death!! ”

"Swear to the death!!"

The 70,000 soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly, making a loud shout like a mountain and a sea, which can be described as earth-shattering, the momentum is like a rainbow, dare to make the sky and the earth change color, and the morale of the Qin army is greatly increased!

The gaze of the 70,000 soldiers became more determined, replacing the nervousness, the hands that clenched the weapons were clenched tightly, and the eyes that looked at the Xiongnu became red.

Aliens should be damned, Huns should be damned!

Du Changjing reined in the reins of the horse, forced the war horse to turn around, faced the Hun army, and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand, brushing! With a sound, the sword was unsheathed, and a sword light flashed out, Du Changjing gently raised the hand holding the hilt of the sword, the sword blade pointed to the sky, and under the red light of the sunset, the sword blade flashed a red sword light full of murderous intent, which made people shudder!

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always be there, and the rivers and mountains of Daqin will always be there!" Du Changjing roared with a solemn expression!

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are forever! The Great Qin River is forever! Long live Your Majesty! Long live Daqin!! ”

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are forever! The Great Qin River is forever! Long live Your Majesty! Long live Daqin!! ”

Seventy thousand soldiers shouted loudly and heartbreakingly, letting out bursts of earth-shattering shouts, any living creature within a radius of ten miles could hear the mortal heart of the Great Qin soldiers, the morale of the Qin army reached a peak, and every soldier was full of strength and looked eager to try.

"Dying throes!"

Lin Lin Gui saw that the momentum of the Qin army was like a rainbow, and he was not afraid at all, because when he was fighting with the Jin army, the Jin army was also like this, and as a result, the Jin army was destroyed without much effort, and now the Qin army will also become the next Jin army.

"Zhao Hao!" Du Changjing snorted lightly!

"The last general!" Zhao Hao replied loudly and powerfully.

"Let the Huns see how powerful the devil's eighteen horsemen are!" Du Changjing looked at the Hun army intently and said.

"Yes!" Zhao Hao responded without hesitation, then turned his head and waved his hand back, "Brothers, it's time for us to play!" ”

The Devil's Eighteen Horsemen quickly came out of the ranks, each of them was dressed in the armor of the captain, wearing a green tasseled helmet, holding a sharp scimitar in both hands, a strong bow hung on the left side of the war horse, and a quiver hanging on the right side of the war horse, with solemn faces, smiling and bright.

Zhaojiacun doesn't know how much grace God has received, a village has produced nineteen geniuses, except for Zhao Hao's martial arts to reach the peak, the rest are all Dacheng masters, just pick one, you can be a pioneer general of a country, eighteen pioneer generals are composed of one, the lineup can be described as luxurious.

Originally, they were armed with spears in one hand and swords in the other, but after the raid on the Huns last night, they found that scimitars were more suitable for cavalry charges, so they all replaced them with Hun scimitars.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first!" Du Changjing said softly.

Zhao Hao nodded in understanding, then picked up a spear and glanced at the eighteen brothers, who smiled at each other and said nothing.

"Kill!!"

Zhao roared, and at the same time his legs clamped the horse's belly, the war horse was in pain for a while, and quickly rushed towards the Hun army, and the other eighteen horsemen also quickly followed!

"Huh?"

Lin Lin Gui couldn't help frowning when he saw the Qin army rushing out of the nineteen cavalry, and said in a somewhat surprised tone: "The two armies are facing each other, and the Qin army only dispatches nineteen cavalry, what does this mean?" ”

No one answered him, because not only he was surprised, but all the Hun cavalry were surprised, and at the same time, a nameless anger also rose in their hearts, and it was extremely arrogant that only nineteen horsemen dared to offend tens of thousands of steppe warriors.

"That's it, the whole army obeys the order, kill!"

Lin Lin Gui waved his scimitar, and the blade pointed directly at the formation of the Qin army and shouted, no longer thinking about the purpose of the Qin army, and then destroy the Qin army first!

"Kill!!"

"Long live the steppe warriors!"

Lin Lin Gui gave an order, and 27,000 Hun iron cavalry rushed towards the Qin army's formation with high momentum, and at the same time, there was also a group of Xiongnu who specifically went towards the Devil's Nineteen Cavalry, wanting to cut off those who provoked the grassland warriors!

Thundered... The sound of horses' hooves sounded endlessly, and in the face of the charge of 27,000 Huns, Du Changjing's heart couldn't help but tighten, but fortunately, this Huns were not equipped with strong bows, so it meant that the Huns did not have rangers.

The distance between the two armies was only five hundred paces, and the Devil's Eighteen Cavalry led by Zhao Hao soon approached the Hun army, and when the distance between the two was less than two hundred steps, the Devil's Eighteen Cavalry put their two blades into the scabbard at their waists, and picked up the strong bow hanging on the left side of the war horse and the feather arrow hanging on the right side.

String the arrow, bend the bow and release the arrow, all in one go!

"Whew! Shout! Shout! Shout! ”

Eighteen feathered arrows broke through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking the air!

When the Huns saw the eighteen horsemen bending their bows and releasing arrows, their eyes showed a look of horror, Qin people, Qin people can actually shoot, how is this possible!

For a long time, they thought that only the grassland people could guerrilla, but now, the Qin army can also guerrilla, and it seems that the Qin army is more skilled than theirs!

"Poof!"

"Uhh

"Poof!"

Eighteen feathered arrows and arrows were inserted into the throats of the Hun cavalry with incomparable precision, splashing bright red blood flowers, plopping... Thump... The sound kept sounding, and eighteen Hun corpses fell from their horses.