Uh-huh! ”

Billowing black smoke was surging from the west, and there were bursts of terrible screams, which could be clearly heard even from the fort more than ten miles away, standing at the head of the wall, Wang Hou's face couldn't help but smoke.

In the past, when he went online, he watched those people who were used as military rations, carried big grinding discs with the army, and called people two-legged sheep, and he couldn't understand why these people could be brutal to the extent of annihilating humanity.

But now, he has also become this warlord, although it is not like the previous lords of the demon king level who used the people as military food, but now, he is also learning from Uncle Liu Huang, using the people as a meat shield! As early as yesterday, he already knew the news of Xianbei's attack, but he didn't order the people to evacuate, and second, he didn't arrange defenses in the border fortress, and let these border fort people, and the people under his command were killed by the Xianbei people.

"Don't forget the plot of Ma Yi! Sun Ziyun: Righteousness does not manage money, mercy does not lead the army! If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan! ”

Seeing that Wang Hou's face twitched with bursts of dying screams, standing beside him, Li Fu was solemnly clasping his fists and worshipping, and the corners of Wang Hou's mouth twitched violently a few times, saying easily, but this is really a human life! The scene of the sword cutting off the hands and feet, the axe cutting the spine, and the bloody scene is not easy for anyone to be indifferent!

But as Li Fu said, Ma Yi's plan! The first arrow of the vigorous war between the Han Empire and the Huns was not defeated by the undignified Yanmen Tun Chief, but the Han people along the way were evacuated too cleanly, so that the Xiongnu military ministers were suspicious when they saw it.

This battle is too important, and it is related to whether Wang Hou's military group can gain a foothold in Liaodong! He didn't have the strong financial and military strength of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty as the support, nor did he have a tug-of-war with the Xianbei people for decades, so in this battle, the main force of the eastern Xianbei must be destroyed here, and at worst, they must be disabled! So although his face became more and more ugly, Wang Hou still didn't say a word!

At this time, the other thirty-mile fort had been breached, the streets were slaughtered into a sea of corpses and blood, the corpses were lying all over the street, the simple walls of the stockade were overturned to the ground, and the houses and thatched roofs were once again ablaze with fire, and the flames were soaring to the sky.

The remnants of the townsfolk cried and trampled through the muddy fields and fled eastward, while the Xianbei people, carrying bloodied knives, smiled and cut off the heads one by one.

"Alone, you see, I say that these Han people are just two-legged sheep! Just wait for Shan Yu's sword to come and slaughter! ”

also went down in person, carrying a man's bloody head, holding his head high and shaking his broken hair and braids, and the bald Na Mulun had something to do in front of Mo Huba's army, hugging his fists and praying.

As far as the eye can see, the Thirty Mile Fort, which has been turned into a ruin in the flames, the Beishan Fort on the edge, the townspeople of Nandahe Town looked at the ferocity of the Xianbei people, and they were also frightened to abandon their homes and businesses, crying and fleeing back, and hesitated for a few seconds, the wheel of history increased its speed again, and the Xianbei hero in the east finally nodded heavily.

"All the departments marched and conquered the Jinzhou City of the Han people, and the weapons, grain and grass in the city, the children and slaves, let everyone divide them!"

"Da Xianbei!"

In the excited sound, the pupils were full of greedy eyes, and tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry finally surged like a torrent, one by one with a horse whip galloping towards the Han people's paddy field manor.

However, in front of the paddy field, this torrent was like encountering a West Mouth bottle, and it quickly froze.

Wang Houliu's official road is not narrow, the main road connecting the various forts is according to the standard of Qin Zhidao, although there is no time to pave it with cement and gravel, there is a width of ten meters, it is rolled by a car, it is very strong, but it really can't stand too many Xianbei people!

The first was the day to go to the fifteen mile fort supermarket self-shopping without giving money Dun Keli, who had the energy to take it in vain, those Xianbei noble cavalry of the various departments followed the addiction, and couldn't wait to beat the horses and rush forward, listening to them go back to describe, the Xianbei people of the rest of the departments were also like leeches seeing blood, shouting and scrambling to crowd, and they couldn't grab the food and wealth of the Han people.

But just like the main road of the city in later generations, everyone wants to go home quickly to cook and rest after work, and you also overtake and I squeeze forward, the more so, the road is more and more densely squeezed by the riding group, and there are even Xianbei people who can't squeeze down to the foot and neck of the paddy field on the edge, and the big foot girl sinks into the soft soil, and the horse's hooves sink deeper, but seeing the brothers of the same tribe in front of him squeezing more and more, anxious, these tribal robbers simply threw their horses, Carrying a knife, he ran directly in the paddy field and headed east.

The hustle and bustle of the scene made Murong Mo's brows lock when he saw the white deer totem.

The shortcomings of the Xianbei people's lack of formal military organization and dispatch are all revealed here.

But this time, the imposing grassland bandits are not as relaxed as the last time they visited the big supermarket, seeing that the fifteen-mile fort in their memory is close at hand, and like last time, another regiment of 400 infantry blocked the crossing, of course, Wang Ben will not let it anymore.

I can finally let go of my hands and feet and fight with this group of damn robbers, who is the real pure master! Although there is only one regiment of himself, defending the main road alone, looking at the Xianbei cavalry in front of him who seems to be as crowded as in a zombie drama, Wang Ben's eyes are still only murderous, and he is not afraid.

"Brethren! Our regiment is the vanguard of the entire army! Let these dogs see what a man is called a big man! them! ”

The training is like a machine, the heavy infantry in the front row squatted, the crossbowmen in the back row three rows of crossbow arrows stacked together, the overwhelming Xianbei cavalry didn't even need to aim in front of the overwhelming Xianbei cavalry, just raise the crossbow head and pull the trigger, fifty meters away, suddenly a piece of crossbow arrows slashed through the air and rushed in front of them, and the grassland robbers who were chasing me and waiting to catch things were immediately like being splashed on the face by a basin of footwater on the head of the head, and the sharp weapons snorted into the body, and a large number of cavalry screamed and fell off their horses.

Suddenly, the cavalryman next to him suddenly had half a crossbow bolt on his head, his skull cracked a little, and blood splashed on Murong Dunkeli's face.

Seeing his companion fall straight down, after being frightened, the first reaction of this Xianbei barbarian was not fear, but full of anger.

It was as if most of the ants were bitten by ants, and most of them would angrily trample the ants to pieces, and suddenly pull out the ring-headed knife that they had snatched that day, and Dunkley roared like a madman.

"Kill! Slaughtered all this flock of Han sheep! ”

In fact, he didn't need to shout, it was already congested on the dense avenue, and countless Xianbei cavalry had already raised their whips violently and rushed up viciously.

There was no time to reload the second wave, facing the Xianbei people who were screaming and shaking their spears and knives, the first three rows of heavy infantry once again stood up like machines, the butt of the spear was slammed into the ground, the heavy axe and gun were pointed at forty-five degrees and pointed forward for only two breaths, the halberd of the Han people and the spear of the Xianbei people were like two porcupines with vertical spikes colliding together, piercing each other with a thousand holes!

The blood, like a rushing stream, flowed into the paddy fields of the two pans, staining a large area red.

Since ancient times, that peaceful cultivated land has not been watered by blood?