Luo Zhaoyun took the guards Ma Jun to attack in person, the people were like tigers, the horses were like dragons, the murderous spirit was fierce, and the blood was like a furnace.

This is his guard, one elite soldier in a hundred, selected, more than half of them, who followed Luo Zhao's Yunnan expedition to the north, survived, and has always been a cavalryman with rich combat experience.

Every soldier has a glory on his face, as well as a look of death as home, it is very rare to be able to fight with His Majesty, even if he dies on the battlefield, the pension is higher than that of other troops, once the enemy soldier is excellent, it is likely to be promoted a lot more.

In other troops, there are many factors such as reporting military merits and promotions, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with superiors, which is an invisible rule of the official career, and no one can change it.

But in the royal guards, among the guards and pro-army, fighting beside His Majesty, the chances of being able to show up were much higher, so all the soldiers were in high spirits and charged with their lives, wanting to show their bravest and most heroic side.

"Kill—"

Laihu'er led 3,000 men and horses to take the lead in a fierce battle with the Turkic general Tie Yunmo's team.

The old general's big guillotine was swung out, and several Turkic knights who rushed up were cut off their horses by the old general's sword, and their martial arts did not fall, and they were still very strong.

He used to be at the peak of his internal strength, and he almost stepped into the strength, although he grew older and his physical fitness declined, but he insisted on boxing and practicing knives every morning, so he was still not ambiguous when he went to the battlefield to fight.

At this time, Luo Zhaoyun rushed over with a silver spear, the spear danced, the internal strength burst out, the marksmanship opened and closed, and the enemy soldiers within a radius of a few zhang were all difficult to get close, and they were picked off the horse by him.

There were captains, commanders, etc., who found that the armor on Luo Zhaoyun's body was different, it was a golden battle armor, and it was expected that his status was not low, so for a while, they all rushed towards him.

The guards around Luo Zhaoyun took precautions and cut through the perimeter to prevent His Majesty from falling into the encirclement, so as not to be injured by mistake.

The fight of thousands of troops and horses, if you are alone, it is very dangerous, even if you are excellent in martial arts, brave and brave in the three armies, like Zhao Zilong is full of courage, there will eventually be the limit of human strength and combat power, being surrounded by heavy surrounds, stabbing spears in all directions, it is still very dangerous.

Luo Zhaoyun is guarded on the left and right and in the rear, and the perspective in front of him is relatively easy to use to kill the enemy, but whoever comes close, no matter how brave and mighty they are, they are still killed by Luo Zhaoyun in a few strokes.

"That's the Golden Armor!"

"It seems to be the emperor of Dahua?"

"Oh my God, it's true, Emperor Dahua is here, come and hunt!"

The Turks shouted like crazy, and the news spread more and more, and all the cavalry in the vicinity of the surrounding area rushed towards Luo Zhaoyun's side, but the guards around Luo Zhaoyun also gathered here, so the two sides launched a fierce battle.

Even if a cavalry squad carved out a bloody path and killed him, it would not be enough for Luo Zhaoyun to kill.

Finding that the news that Emperor Dahua personally led troops to attack reached the ears of Shibi Khan, his eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a sneer, and he put the rear command of the army without waiting, and entered to personally lead the troops to come to the sneak attack, risking his life, and I don't know whether to praise him for being brave and fearless, or if his brain is in water, too light on the enemy and stupid.

Shibi Khan thought that as long as he was surrounded and suppressed, then the infantry phalanx and cavalry in front would be broken without attacking.

"Ye Hu, Da Gu Hou, bring another 20,000 horses, and surround Emperor Dahua Xiao'er for me, as long as we kill him, we can win, and even Dahua is finished, Chang'an City is at your fingertips!"

Many tribal leaders and Turkic generals have looked at the direction where Luo Zhaoyun is located, which will become the key direction of the Turkic people's attack, which determines the key to success or failure.

This is the principle that the man shoots the horse first, and the thief captures the king first.

The 20,000 reserves were pressed up, and the torrent of steel rushed towards the thousands of guards led by Luo Zhaoyun and Lai Hu'er, and the situation was a little crisis.

"Your Majesty, the Turks have discovered your location, and they have sent many soldiers and horses, so let's retreat." One of the guards urged anxiously.

"It's okay, our reinforcements are also coming, attract their troops, and follow the reinforcements to hit the rear and center of the Turks!" Luo Zhaoyun was not in a hurry, because there were six or seven thousand men and horses under his belt, all of whom were elite, and they would fight against 30,000 Turkic cavalry for a while and a half, and there would be no major defeat.

As long as you can carry these 30,000 Turkic soldiers and horses, you can weaken the strength of the Turkic reserve army, reduce the pressure on the team killed by Qin Qiong and Cheng Zhijie, and increase the attack effect.

In addition, Pei Yuanqing, Xue Wancheng, and Shi Danai are also fighting forward, and the battle group that follows them is less than two miles, and they can be sideways at any time and dock together.

"Puff puff!"

"Click!"

The Dahua elite soldiers here fought against the Turkic warriors, one side of the tiger and wolf army, fighting bravely, and the other side was as hungry as if seeing the prey, and wanted to besiege the Dahua Emperor, so both sides broke out with more powerful combat power than ordinary troops, and the fight was more intense.

Luo Zhaoyun was calm and calm, full of courage, there were too many things to fight in the south and the north, so he was not afraid at all, and commanded the guards and horses to maintain the formation, in groups of three, pay attention to cooperation, and kill those fanatical Turks.

At this moment, a group of well-trained cavalry lined up in a long line, rushing out from the diagonal rear of the Turkic phalanx, at the intersection of the lofty mountains, kicking up the billowing dust and smoke, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves was mixed with the sonorous armor, and in the smoke and dust, countless cold faces loomed, the banner was clear, no one spoke in the long cavalry ranks, and the cold light of the spears and halberds surged.

The mountain wind swept the dust in front of the horse's hooves, rising into the sky, and the iron-clad cavalry and the terrifying military might appeared in the wilderness, and the force was fierce.

It was Qin Qiong who led the team, with 10,000 cavalry, and rushed towards the rear team of the Turks.

The cavalry team on the Turkic side was suddenly taken aback, turned around and looked at the rear, their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and they really couldn't figure out why a Dahua iron cavalry was killed in the rear of their team.

。 Writing Chinese Network M.