Under the royal banner of the Hun rebels, Sub Diljin also stared at Zhao Yun's every move that led the army, and as for the so-called predecessor Shan Yu Fuluo, who was ecstatic and shouting on the dirt slope, Sub Diljin did not pay much attention to it.

The courage of the army, the handsome for the courage of the army.

The expeditionary troops had just entered the battlefield, and they didn't even launch the striker, so they immediately launched an offensive, such a strong and resolute, heroic general, either with strong self-confidence, or just a fool, and no matter how you look at it, this general who suddenly appeared in the north is not like the latter, and what is even more rare is that he is still so young!

Even the young Han general who led the charge was too young!

Young people, who represent opportunities, are not afraid of failure, while the old are often afraid of failure, because old people no longer have time to fail.

"Stop him! Kill him! Kill him! The Great Elder burst into flames and roared like madness, "Our men have attacked!" As long as we stop the Han people for a stick of incense, we can kill Yu Fuluo! The Han people can't run on the gravel beach, as long as they block the one in front! When the time comes, whether to fight or leave, it's up to us to decide! ”

Su Bu Diljin stared at the Great Elder, and he could even feel that if he said a "no", would the Great Elder, who was already obviously a little out of control, turn his face immediately......

However, the Great Elder was not completely wrong, the Han people chose this area, and the benefits were naturally unexpected, but because of the terrain, the expansion surface was not too large, as long as the forward was blocked......

"A stick of incense at most!" Sulbudyrgin gritted his teeth and yelled at the Great Elder, "There's only one chance! And one last chance! I'm Shan Yu! "As long as the front army of the Han people is blocked in the rubble area in the north, and the Han people are not allowed to come out so conveniently, then the courage and spirit of this strong Han army will be destroyed by at least half!

"Yes! Plough on top! I swear in the name of my ancestors! The Great Elder lowered his head, stroked his chest and saluted to Subdil, "You will always be Shan Yu of me and my people!" Always! "The people of the Han Dynasty, whether they are Huaxia or Hu, still respect their ancestors very much, and they are not like a small group of later generations, taking the ancestral oath as if they were a fart......

Therefore, Su Bu Dierkin nodded, recognized the oath of the Great Elder, and rode forward, preparing to lead the team to block the advance of the Han army. Although when he saw the rags wrapped around the hooves of the war horses by the Han people, he was also a little impressed by the courage and courage of the Han people, and he was also a little panicked, but just like the great elder said, he finally surrounded Yu Fuluo at the moment, and also gave so many subordinates their lives, and he would never allow him to retreat like this easily.

Once you retreat, not only will all the losses in the early stage be in vain, but it will also cause your morale to fall to the bottom, and it will not be so easy to re-raise your new banner. So at this time, you can only use cavalry to catch up, block this Han army and horses, and then fight or go, it's all up to you!

Cavalry combat, in general, does not stop to defend, only to attack and attack, and defeat the opponent in motion.

Sub Dier Jin calculated, he had not really fought against the cavalry of Zhengxi, and he had not even participated in the joint confrontation of Yu Fuluo's troops against Xianbei before, and the impression left in Su Bu Dierjin's mind was still the border army of the Northern Han people three or five years ago, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his strategy, and after making up his mind, Su Bu Diljin took off the saddle side long knife and shouted loudly: "Blow the trumpet!" Catch up and block the Han people! ”

The Hun King Banner moved, under the King Banner, the eight hundred equipment is a good Hun armor horse, with the order of Su Bu Dier Jin, let out a hoarse beast roar, towards the north of the sudden speed, about to get out of the gravel area, the Han elite military horses surging in, ready to fight to the death!

At this moment, if you look down from the air, you can see two teams of cavalry, forming two roughly sharp-angled triangles, like two furious and churning giant beasts, with teeth and claws about to collide head-on!

The speed of the two sides is so fast that they don't even have time to take their bows and shoot at each other, because both sides know that in the process of such a high-speed collision, where is there time to open their bows and arrows? I can't say that just after taking out a bow and arrow and shooting an arrow, I will be in close combat, but at that time, are you ready to leisurely take the bowstring to strangle the opponent's neck?

At this moment, there is only the collision of iron and iron, the agitation of blood and blood!

There was a loud bang, and in the blink of an eye, the two cavalry armies collided together!

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be silent for a while, and then the sound of collision, fighting, and screaming that was even more violent than before, broke out completely!

Zhao Yun took the lead, and the spear in his hand shook off the big bright red flowers, and the red cherry blossoms swirled and bloomed, like a blooming mandala flower. When he was about to stagger with the opposite Hun cavalry, Zhao Yun lightly knocked the horse's belly, and the white horse under his crotch was aware of the fierce above the original speed, accelerated three points again, and roared and took two steps forward, taking advantage of the high-speed hedging of the two horses, Zhao Yun just used the rotation of the red tassel, while confusing the opponent's sight, the wrist was raised, and the spear was gently dipped on the opponent's neck, and the gun head made of stainless steel was like a quick knife cutting into the tofu, drawing a deep wound that could be seen in the bones, bringing out a puff of blood mist!

The sudden acceleration made the Hun rebel armor cavalry have no time to react, the long knife was only half raised before he had time to look down, and he didn't even have time to let out a dying scream, he fell off the horse with his head in the sky, and the long knife raised in his hand also fell off the horse with its master. In the smoke and noise, at the moment when the spear was sent, Zhao Yun also sank his crotch, slightly deflected the horse's head, and let the other Hun armored horse, and the oncoming war horse passed sideways, and the wind pressure sound of the Hun armored cavalry waving the empty blade, and even the irritated eardrum sank down!

There are people and horses all around, the sight is full of people and horses, the light of swords and guns, all kinds of shouts and hooves in the ears, as well as the strange sounds of blades clashing, flesh and bones, broken tendons, etc., in the battlefield, except for Wei Du's height, most people's eyes are on a horizontal line, except for a few people around, all the troops and horses can't be seen at all, let alone have a global battlefield concept.

The difference between a famous general and a mediocre general is whether he can think calmly, choose the best way forward, and win the target faster than the enemy in a noisy and chaotic battlefield environment.

The cavalry hedge, which is not the same as the infantry formation hedge, is also different from the film and television performance, not the kind of wall-like impact that is so tight that it cannot be splashed with water, but it is not a lot of room for dodge, but there is a slight space between the two horses that can accommodate a horse to pass through.

The nature of war horses is to live in groups, when a group of war horses run, it seems to be black and pressed, densely packed, but there is some distance between the horses and the horses, these elf-like big guys will automatically adjust the gap, and the war horses that have been trained in the battle formation are even more so.

However, even though these elves automatically and spontaneously adjusted, when hedging at high speed, the cavalry on horseback sometimes hit each other with blades, and sometimes the waist and legs used the wrong force, which would lead to a wrong command to the war horse, so it is inevitable that there will still be a situation where the two war horses can't dodge and collide with one place.

The two horses staggered by, and the Hun armored cavalry on the side screamed, holding a war knife, and slashed at Zhao Yun's chest and abdomen, Zhao Yun slightly turned sideways, and there was not even a trace of extra expression on his face, but at the moment when the two sides were staggered, he easily hit the old Hun cavalryman's side and waist with a spear and a spear......

This Hun armor rider slashed into the air with a knife, and was added by Zhao Yun again, and suddenly lost his balance on the horseback, and fell down with a snort, before he could struggle, the follow-up war horse had arrived, and in the scream, he didn't know how many horse hooves he was trampled on for a while!

In order to deal with the Hun armor cavalry that kept rushing from both sides, Zhao Yun even pulled out the secondary weapon on his waist, the left knife and the right gun, vertical and horizontal, even half a step did not hesitate, did not slow down for a moment!

The robe is already stained with blood, and the white war horse is also dyed with a cherry red color under the blood mist in the sky, there is no enemy in front of the horse, and there is no general under the gun!

Subdiljin looked at the surging Han cavalry, looked at the brave Han generals at the front, the muscles on his face jumped, he suddenly remembered the word "demon god" in the mouths of those Hun routs before, and a strange thought couldn't help but rise in his heart, perhaps......

Such a ferocious Han people can really be called "demon gods" on the battlefield!

On the grassy slope, Yu Fuluo was also fascinated, his heart was rippling, and he couldn't help but cheer loudly, and then he reacted, those Hun soldiers under the mountain are actually part of their own family, and the level of combat power on weekdays is actually about the same, and looking at the current situation, the cavalry of the Han people who conquered the west, is it possible that it has surpassed so much?

Yu Fuluo couldn't help but look at Wei Du, who was covered in plasma on the side, and before he could say anything, he saw that Wei Du was still pushing the mask dripping blood up, and he let out a long breath, and then stared at Yu Fuluo and said, "What did I say, are you still looking at it?" Lead the troops down a little further! ”

"Aha?" Yu Fuluo's eyes widened, "What? Go down? But we don't have horses! ”

Wei Du snapped, pulled the mask down again, and said angrily: "I said spittoon, and I didn't let you rush into battle!" What are you afraid of! Go ahead so that these people can see you and feel like you can reach ......"

"......" Yu Fuluo was stunned, and then understood that he was still the life of the bait!

Among the cavalry of the two armies, Zhao Yun's spear head is like electricity, the tip of the knife is like light, flying up and down, galloping vertically and horizontally, between countless electric lights, there is blood mist flying from time to time, the figure throws down, the big gun ash barrel trembles at high speed in his hand, the spear head is like a spiritual snake probing left and right, and in a blink of an eye, he has stabbed over I don't know how many Hun armor horses, and he rushed straight to the thick body under the banner of the Hun king, who was shouting and commanding Subu Diljin!

Of course, Zhao Yun was still able to distinguish Subdiljin on the noisy battlefield, in addition to the big banner and the behavior of Subdiljin, but also thanks to the Hun wearing a felt hat inlaid with a red fox tail, which was particularly eye-catching in the gray, black and yellow......

Horses' hooves flying!

Spear Stirring!

Overwhelming!

"Protect Shan Yu! Naltai, Sak, you guys come with me! ”

Seeing that the leading Han general was getting closer and closer, the personal guard of Sub Dilkin, the warrior Doru among the Sub clan, led several famous masters in the clan, and rushed towards Zhao Yun!

As the layers advanced, the pressure became more and more intense, but Zhao Yun's face was still calm, as if he was doing an extremely ordinary and ordinary thing.

Doru sprinted as he rode his horse and shouted angrily, he also knew that he would never be able to dodge Zhao Yun's spearhead that was as nimble as a spirit snake, let alone be able to stop Zhao Yun without damage when the two sides were staggering, but he had to stop Zhao Yun here!

So, there's only one way left......

Duolu looked at Zhao Yun's spear swimming like a spirit snake, not only did he not retreat, but instead leaned forward, facing Zhao Yun's spear, facing the spear!

Only at the moment when his body fixes the head of the spear can he grasp this long spear that is constantly swimming, can he deliver his blade to Zhao Yun's body, or give the other guards around him a chance to slash Zhao Yun!

This confidant and personal guard around Subdilgin was a slave that Subdilgin exchanged with other tribes back then, and it was also Subdilgin who personally promoted him from the low-ranking and lowly slave class, so that he changed his fate and climbed all the way to the current position, and at this moment, he will pay off Subdilkin's kindness for many years at once!

There was a soft sound, and the spear in Zhao Yun's hand had already pierced into Dolu's chest, and as soon as he wanted to pull it out, he was grabbed by Dolu, and his body stepped forward, and the head of the spear rubbed against the bones in his body and came out through the body, making a tooth-aching sound.

Doru's face contorted, and he let out a final cry, and at the most certain distance, he sent it with a knife!

Several people who came with Dolu also shouted, raised their knives and guns in unison, and slashed at Zhao Yunzha from the left and right sides!

The distance between the two has been pulled down and can't get closer, Doru is dying, both steady and fast, where is there any room to dodge? When there was no room for fire, Zhao Yun could only let go of the spear, followed the momentum of this knife, and rolled over to the saddle! When he was about to abandon the gun, Zhao Yun twisted his hand, and then followed the momentum of Dolu's struggle for the spear, and slammed into it, and the sharp blade rolled in Dolu's chest, and immediately expanded the wound into a bloody hole, flying out of the body!

The spear finally rolled out, and it completely cut off Doru's last life, this warrior of the Subu clan, his eyes widened, and finally fell from the horse's back without looking at him, and the final blow that was originally slashed at Zhao Yun fell softly into the air!

The few guards who followed behind Doru were all red-eyed, and one by one they let out a cry like a terrible beast's roar, and they rushed towards Zhao Yun to get off the saddle regardless of it!

And the left ear that followed Zhao Yun closely, the guards who had been following Zhao Yun since the time of the Black Mountain People, suddenly lost Zhao Yun's figure in front of him, and couldn't help roaring angrily, "General!" He took a few Zhao Yun's personal guards and bravely went forward to kill!

The two sides were suddenly intertwined, chaotic and intertwined, and for a while, the place where Zhao Yun's figure was lost was like a whirlpool, attracting the attention of most people on the battlefield, and even Su Bu Diljin couldn't help but whisper: "Dead, dead, definitely dead......

Almost the same number of two cavalry hedges, and even compared to the Han forwards, the only one under the command of Su Bu Dier Jin is the most elite Hun armor horse, so Zhao Yun killed people on their backs, layer by layer like an onion was stripped and trampled, Su Bu Dieerjin's original momentum, as if the onion was stuffed in front of him layer by layer, gradually spicy and sour.

Suddenly, a big gun flew out of the battlefield like thunder and lightning, and a stout Hun armored horse was directly whipped out on the horse!

With this spear, Zhao Yun hurried a few steps, caught up with the war horse that seemed to have slowed down the pace of spiritual communication, supported it on the horse's back with one hand, and sat on the horse's back again!

"Jianwu! Mighty! Great Han! Mighty! The left ear saw Zhao Yun's figure again, ignoring the blood gushing from the wound on his slashed arm, raising his sword and shouting loudly, driving the momentum of the cavalry to climb in vain.

"How is that possible?!"

Looking at Zhao Yun, who was like a demon god and gradually killed in front of him, the blood on his face finally retreated. Sub Dierjin always thought that he was really a hero who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and a warrior who was not afraid of swords and guns, but when he realized that he couldn't dodge this time, and even struggling might not be useful, when facing the bright red blooming mandala flower in Zhao Yun's hand, Sub Dierjin was finally timid.

But at this time, there was no time to even turn the horse and escape, and Su Bu Dieerjin watched the bright red flowers bloom in front of him one by one, and he could only use all his strength in this life, exhaust the experience on the battlefield in this life, and stimulate the potential of the whole body, raise the sword, and slash the past!

"Bell!"

The loud sound of the blade clashing sounded, and Zhao Yun couldn't help but let out a "huh", but that's all, with a flick of his wrist, the spear swung back again, and swept over with a buzz!

Sulbudier hurriedly wanted to stand up the sword, roared wildly, and used all his strength, ready to knock Zhao Yun's spear out again, but just touched the spear, but it was soft and forceless, and suddenly it was like a fist in the air, both arms were almost dislocated, dangling on the horse's back, and when he was trying to maintain his balance, suddenly he seemed to see a big hand stretched out from the corner of his eye, and then it was like the sky was spinning, and the whole world was turned upside down!

"Bang!" Zhao Yun threw Su Bu Dil Jin to the ground, and shouted in a deep voice, "Tie up!" ”

From assault to capturing the king, it's just a stick of incense time!

The Wang Qi representing the Xiongnu Shan Yu fell suddenly, making everyone on the battlefield almost stunned for a moment!

All eyes were on the bloody spear, on the blood-red fox tail felt that hung on the tip of the spear, on the figure standing tall!

At this moment, the tricolor battle flag is flying high, and under the flag, the blood-red figure exudes a brilliance that makes people dare not look at it directly, and in that blood-red brilliance, it is Zhao Yun who dominates the battlefield left and right!

"Demon God...... O Demon God! ”

I don't know which Hun soldier cried out in horror, and then more Hun soldiers saw the blood-red felt hat, and these Hun soldiers who lost the king's flag also seemed to have lost their fighting spirit at the same time, trembling one by one, and bowed their heads deeply......