In the war of millions of people, the power of one person is too small, so small that it is like an ant that cannot change anything. But what is particularly paradoxical is that in the small, the invincible 10,000 enemies really exist, such as Xiang Yu back then, Lu Bu ten years ago, and Zhang Liao now!

It was really a horse in the lead, pumping the war horse and walking quickly, he broke through the two rows of guards in front of the formation, and before the Wuhuan guards behind could react, he had already relied on the speed of the horse like a meteor to kill him, and the eight long lances in his hands were as clever as the girl's embroidery needles.

"Protect Shan Yu!"

In the mournful shout, the Wuhuan Shan Yu guards, who finally woke up, were also like ants shouting and swarming down the mountain, unlike the ordinary Wuhuan light cavalry who only brought bows and short soldiers, they were equipped with a full set of Han-style iron armor and long-handled weapons, and it didn't take long for Zhang Liao to be surrounded by Wuhuan people with spears and halberds like branches entangled with him A long halberd ping-pong.

After all, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that there are so many, the war horse was blocked, and after fighting for a few rounds, for a while, more than a dozen weapons were pressed on Zhang Liao's head, and the long lance rod that he resisted was bent downward.

But seeing that he was about to be stabbed off the horse, Zhang Wenyuan, who was in deep danger, even temporarily released an evil smile on his face.

"Kill!"

Alexander, who conquered the western world, had his partner cavalry, and Zhang Liao was a wolf rider who grew up in Yanmen with him and suffered from the plundering and humiliation of the Hu people! In the violent shouting, suddenly it also broke through the interception of the Wuhuan Hu cavalry under the mountain, more than a dozen equally sharp cavalry horse lances with the strong acceleration of the war horse supply, in the desperate shouts of fear and despair of those entangled weapons to fight the Wuhuan guards, the sharp pierced into their bodies, and under the crisp sound of puff, one after another elite cavalry corpses fell crookedly on the road.

Two bursts are broken, and nothing can trap Zhang Wenyuan anymore! Zi said: Repay grievances with virtue, how to repay virtue? Repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue! The biggest gift in China is the exchange of gifts! The Huns, the three-plate axe that Wuhuan has been sweeping the border all the year round has been thoroughly learned by these Yanmen riders!

Eight hundred cavalry rushed into the Shan Yu court, and did not blindly attack and kill, but quickly scattered, setting fire to smoke everywhere, there is no mercy at all in this cruel battlefield, whether it is a woman, an old man, or a child, panicked and ran past the Yanmen to ride around, it is inevitable to have a knife through the throat, blood stained the felt tent, the panic caused by the slaughter and the chaos caused by the flames, so that the huge Shan Yuting was completely chaotic, everywhere and the Khan court guards collided with the grassland nobles, crying, fleeing, It's like the end of the world.

Seeing this scene, he stumbled twice, Yuan Shang didn't even say hello, he actually turned around and ran with a horsewhip and fled down the mountain in horror, he was stunned, Yuan Tan didn't care about it, he just left, but he looked at the sluggish man, shouted loudly at the coward, turned around, and looked at the guards who were panicked by himself, he pointed at him again, and shouted angrily to transfer the cavalry of the front line headquarters to come back and slaughter these Han dogs.

But he as Wuhuan big single Yu, the days of fingering are over, he shouted the order, turned over the horse and galloped down the mountain The herald had just thrown off the reins of the horse a few meters away, and a feather arrow shot through his neck accurately, and the halfway up the mountain was outside the golden tent, and in the sound of hurried horse hooves, dozens of Han cavalry ran around the circle like a steppe man and shot arrows, and under the whizzing feather arrows, those Wuhuan generals and tribal elders all covered their necks or chests, screaming and falling to the ground.

Holding a spear and pulling out the iron sword at his waist, dozens of Shan Yu's personal guards didn't have time to get on their horses, and they charged out with fear, but the most annoying scene happened, these Yanmen cavalry didn't fight with them at all, kicking the war horses while turning around and shooting, and at the same time retreating down the mountain.

Puff~

There was an extra hole in his chest The stupid Wuhuan eunuch on the left hand side knelt on the ground incredibly, listening to the sound of the horse's hooves, and turned his head incredibly, but at this moment, he also felt that his neck was cold, and the icy blade of the gun came out through the neck, and Zhang Liao, who had been around the back of his tent, shot like lightning, and pierced through the neck of this Wuhuan Maodun who was a little helpless when he was a male white barbarian, and Gongsun Zhan who had beaten back then.

Even so, holding his neck, spitting blood in his mouth, he was still unwilling to give up and struggled, and in the next second, in Zhang Liao's incomparably hateful roar, the sharp lance moved everything, and with a crisp click, a good big head of a hero finally fell unwillingly.

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On the White Wolf Mountain, as soon as the Wuhuan Li clan came, the Huangzhen totem banner that crisscrossed the north fluttered and fell, and on the other hand, the Han Ting Longxu given by Cao Cao had just been raised, and the six-way Han cavalry had already entered the chaotic Wuhuan camp, looking at the raging beacon smoke on the opposite mountain from a distance, at this moment, Wang Hou himself was also boiling with blood that it was difficult to describe in words.

The blood choked in his throat, he simply didn't speak, but directly waved the big gun forward, looking at this scene, Cao Chun roared for him, the clan general who had killed a playboy with a red face gathered the cavalry fiercely, and roared with all his might.

"Tiger and leopard ride! Charge! ”

Is! The momentum of the charge of pulling out the mountains is the romance of the heavy cavalry, being used as an infantry envoy, using their war horses as meat shields to block arrows, and being beaten by monkey-like swarming enemies on the head as cans, this morning, as Cao Cao's sharpest spear, the tiger and leopard rider has been holding back his stomach, this order, it seems that even the war horse has a few more momentum, and the heavy cavalry that should be so charged like a roaring train.

As soon as the heavy cavalry arrived, it was like a heavy hammer smashed into a walnut, giving the Wuhuan people the final blow, and smashed the huge Wuhuan army to pieces with a click.

Under the neatly forward cavalry spears, you will die if you hit it, and you will die if you knock it, regardless of whether you are a man or a horse, under the collision of the clatter of the gun blades, facing the three thousand tigers and leopards who can still rush, those Wuhuan people were directly pushed down as if they hit a bulldozer, and were trampled to death by heavy horse hooves, thanks to the infantry of the Yuan army, because they were stuck in the position and stagnated A large number of Wuhuan light cavalry was instantly crushed to death, and the large-scale casualties became the last straw that overwhelmed the morale of the Wuhuan people.

Behind is the hesitation of Shan Yuting being broken, and the fear of death in front of him, no longer care about the Shan Yu tribe, the frightened Wuhuan light cavalry is really like a smashed walnut, 100,000 people directly threw up the army formation, crying and fleeing in all directions, and no army has the courage to fight against the Han army.

"Keep an eye on the tribe with the totem flag, kill, and don't let go of any of them!"

The dull military order is like the god of death in the roll call, although it has been killed with blood, many Han cavalry have more than one or two arrows, but in the roar, they are still excitedly chasing after the horses, and the defeat is like a mountain, the white wolf mountain where the Wuhuan people have gathered for generations has completely become the hunting ground of the Han cavalry, it is the time to compete for military merits, who does not move forward bravely?

And in the center of the messy horse formation, holding Da Xu, hugging the panting Zhuge Ying's shoulders, Wang Hou himself sat on the wet grass with a slump of his buttocks.

"Finally the fuck won!"