At this moment, the situation of the car formation in the rear also affected the eyes of Ma Yue and Yu Fuluo, who were fighting in the front......

The general is the courage of an army, and this sentence was not wrong at all in the Han Dynasty at this time. Only dare to be ruthless to others, that is only fierce on the surface, only if you are ruthless enough to yourself, can you become a real warrior.

When the yellow dust was lifted in the desert, it was false to say that he was not worried, Yu Fuluo had been detaining more than 1,000 tribesmen, leading but not triggering, and did not participate in the battlefield not far away with Xianbei, because he was worried that if another Xianbei army was killed from the south, he would fall into a bad situation where there were no reserves available.

And now, although Yu Fuluo is less of the threat of the Xianbei army, the Fei Qian Chinese army in the rear is facing the biggest crisis at the moment.

"Don't retreat!" Ivro muttered softly.

In cavalry battles, if even the galloping space is compressed, it is better to be a foot soldier!

Since he was a child, he has been leading cavalry to fight in all directions, and Yu Fuluo, who has wandered in all directions, has a sensitivity to commanding cavalry, which is as natural as breathing.

Xianbei pressed from the rear, if Fei Qian retreated here, it would certainly relieve a lot of pressure for Fei Qian, but once retreated, the army without sufficient psychological preparation would be so easy to contain after running, and if it didn't work, it would directly turn into a rout from retreat!

Even if you can catch it when you run here, the front is Xianbei, and the rear is also Xianbei, the space is getting smaller and smaller, and the speed of the cavalry will be slower and slower, how can this battle be fought?

Yu Fuluo stared at the rear, and saw that Fei Qian's handsome flag did not move at all in the hustle and bustle, obviously to form a confrontation, and had no intention of retreating, and couldn't help but high-five and praise: "Good! What a Fei Zhonglang! ”

Seeing that Fei Qian was neither blindly facing the enemy nor retreating in fear, but stubbornly choosing to confront, Yu Fuluo's heart was slightly relieved.

"Shan Yu, do you want to ...... Send some people back to the rescue? ”

It is also a bitter cold man on the grassland, although the Southern Xiongnu once lost their sharpness, but after defeating the Xianbei right big household, it seems to have regained confidence, and now the number of Southern Xiongnu is more than 1,000 more than Xianbei part of the division, and there is still a certain advantage in the situation, so it is not impossible to send some people back......

"Reinforcements?"

Yu Fuluo looked at the Southern Xiongnu people who were fighting fiercely against the Xianbei cavalry in front of him, and hesitated slightly. It's not that Yu Fu Luo has any prejudices about Fei Qian, but Yu Fu Luo wants to weigh whether the return is worth it......

"Zhonglang, you ...... Need help? ”

Yu Furo frowned tightly, looked back to the north, and muttered to himself.

If you don't come back to help, in case Fei Qian's Chinese army can't defend it, it will be captured by the Xianbei army, and the central commander will fall, although he still has an advantage on the battlefield, and he is sure to evacuate before the Xianbei rush over in the rear, but since then it has cut off the road for the Southern Xiongnu to rise and grow stronger.

Yu Fuluo's eyes were unpredictable, and it was difficult to choose.

Yu Fuluo is also a long-term leader of the army, knowing that the fight between the soldiers, relying on the blood and bravery, if you look forward to the future and the gains and losses, the battle is to give the enemy the life of slaughter!

It's not impossible to go back, but once you go back, it's like beating a dog with meat and bones, and if you go more, the battlefield here will definitely be greatly affected, and if you can't say that the time of the battle will drag on longer, which means that your people will have more damage.

All sorts of thoughts were wandering in Ivro's mind.

Fei Qian must be helped, and the commander of the Chinese army can't die! If you die, the three armies will be shaken, and if you are defeated, your own king will come to naught!

But his own people finally began to press Xianbei to fight, at this time the soldiers were sent back, under the advantages of the other, once the Xianbei people eased up, the advantage they won so far will be in vain, and even if it is a victory, it will only be a disastrous victory!

Before there is no place to rely on, one of his own people dies is one less, and the Xianbei army that attacks behind will not be prepared? Maybe he is dedicating a part of his troops to wait for his people to rush back to rescue Fei Qian!

It is nearly twenty miles away from the Chinese army of Feiqian, and you can see that the yellow dust lingers like a coiling dragon, but you can't see the banner of the Chinese army of Feiqian, and you can't hear whether there is a call for help.

On the march, there are no too complicated communication signals. Flags and golden drums, together with the horns of the Hu people, were the main means of communication and command, but even if they sent people to the rear to check now, it would take a lot of time to go back and forth......

Fei Zhonglang, can you hold it?

Defend to the moment when I defeat the Xianbei division and win completely?

When he was making a decision, Yu Fuluo suddenly saw a group of people galloping from the rear, although the number was not large, but the iron armor was sensible, the momentum was violent, and it pressed over like a moving fortress, and a Zhangzi battle flag in the array stretched in the wind, it was the Xiliang Iron Cavalry led by Zhang Ji!

"Ah...... Haha, hahahaha......" Yu Fuluo suddenly laughed and praised again, "It's worthy of Fei Zhonglang!" is worthy of being a brave and knowledgeable Fei Zhonglang! ”

"See! That's what Fei Zhonglang means! ”

Yu Fuluo drew the war knife into his hand, pointed at the Zhang Ji cavalry troops who were killing in the direction of Ma Yue, and shouted at the surrounding Southern Huns: "Zhonglang is disgusted that we are moving slowly!" Sons of China! Could it be that the knives are all rusty, and they can't cut off the head of the Xianbei dog? Immortality is above, and the glory of our Huns depends on us! Sons, don't let the Han people compare! ”

"Oh oh oh ......" The Southern Huns, encouraged by Yu Fuluo, shouted loudly, and many even beat their chests with their fists.

Yu Fuluo looked around, his sword raised high, and his face was murderous, "Decades ago, the Xianbei people were a dog under the knees of our Huns!" Now, today, sons and daughters of China, use the knives and guns in your hands to tell these mongrel dogs that the steppe is still Huns! The bravest men of the steppe are still our descendants of China! Kill! Forward! Forward! Raise your knives and guns, sons, and follow me to kill these Xianbei dogs! ”

At this moment, Yuvro also unreservedly pressed his last reserve.

On the way to gallop, Yu Fuluo glanced back at the rolling yellow dust behind him, and silently said in his heart: "Fei Qian, Fei Zhonglang!" If in the future, you can be as bold as you are today, and do not flinch, I Yu Fuluo, even if I recognize you as the wolf king of the wolf kings, what does it matter! The premise is ...... You've got to survive! ”