23After a round of crossbow arrows, more than a hundred valiant Xianbei people unfortunately fell off their horses, and were immediately trampled into a pile of mud by the tide of their companions behind them, and the terrible wails were immediately swallowed up by the roaring sound of fighting.

Rushing into battle in the wilderness, the Xianbei people have absolute confidence in their own riding skills, and the galloping of thousands of horses is enough to level the city mountain in the clouds, and Helian has already begun to laugh at the Han child who is about to rush head-on with the Xianbei iron horse in the snowfield.

Only Gui Tehu is in pain, and he must accept this inevitable loss when he is the first to rush into battle, his family background is actually not very thick, and if he fights one, he will lose one.

The Han army also ran.

One hundred steps!

It was only a split second distance for the two cavalry armies that were rushing quickly.

"Put!"

Liu Feng roared angrily, and the spear in his hand was projected fiercely, piercing the Xianbei centurion in front of him, castrating unabated, and knocking the other Xianbei man off the horse. A thousand spears roared with the blessing of death and landed on the heads of the oncoming Xianbei people. The unprepared Xianbei people were unstoppable and unavoidable, and countless people were nailed together with people and horses, and Hulala fell into a large piece, and immediately turned into a mass of meat under the iron hooves of their companions.

The surging Xianbei people hit the reef like a tide of anger, and the pace of progress was inevitably stagnant, although it was only a moment's effort, but it was enough for the Han people to successfully seize this moment and rush up, tearing a deep hole in the Xianbei people's body, and rushing to the heart of the Xianbei people.

The Han army Qu Chang and Jing lost, as the commander of the first army, he only took down a Xianbei person, and was pierced through the chest by a sharp arrow flying in front of him, and fell weakly, and then was trampled into a pulp by his own brothers, no one looked at him even a little more, so he rushed up with the surging tide, and strangled the Xianbei people fiercely, making a rapid cutting movement.

Yan Ming had already abandoned his horse, but like a ghost, he was tightly attached to Liu Feng's side, sweeping away all the sharp blades that attacked his master, he was shirtless without a piece of armor, and it only took a moment to feel like he had just been fished out of the pool of blood, and his whole body was already soaked with blood, but it was all other people's blood. This master and servant is the unstoppable arrow of the Han army, like a sharp arrow running off the string, even though all the Xianbei people are gathering in the direction of the arrow, but they still can't stop the Han army's footsteps.

Liu Feng, who was in white armor and white robe, was already flushed, just like the red flame of his beloved horse under his crotch, except for the black eyes, there was no trace of variegation on his body. Liu Feng, who was once excited that he could stab seven shots in the air, was eager to stab thirteen shots in one shot at this time. If Zhao Yun was here who could stab thirteen shots in the air, he wouldn't need Yan Ming to block the remaining six shots.

"Suffer death! Xianbei dog slave! With two shots to pick open the throats of the two Xianbei people, Liu Feng had already rushed ten steps in front of Gui Tehu. This short and thin Xianbei man retreated without disorder, although he did not take a step forward from beginning to end, his side was like an iron bucket in a circle, and at a glance he knew that he was a heavyweight among the Xianbei people.

Even though he knew that his retreat would have an immeasurable impact on the Xianbei army, the first key to saving his life made it impossible for him to have a second consideration.

At this time, he really hated his thin body.

It's just that the dead soldiers around Gui Tehu still rushed up one by one, and used their flesh and blood and martial arts to build a steel defense line, which won him an instant escape. Liu Fengzheng, who was unimpeded all the way, was like a shot on a stone, and inevitably slowed down. However, Gui Tehu's escape after pulling out the horse also made the momentum of the Xianbei people lose their voice, although Gui Tehu is weak, but he is not a courageless person, and he has more than a thousand troops under him without a weak hand, but he can't think of a face to make the Han people penetrate.

Drew a long circle of light, Liu Feng's gun left a bloody wound on the shoulder of a Xianbei ten masters, but he had to turn around to block the knife, only this stagnant kung fu, and the Xianbei people gathered around him suddenly became dense. One blow, and then decline, and Xianbei are destined to be divided and strangled.

Liu Feng has sent troops with Gongsun Zan more than once, but it is the first time in his life that such a tragic battle with outnumbered people is still the first time in his life.

With a "bang", Yan Ming split a Xianbei man with a horse in half with an axe, and a roar like a fierce god made the Xianbei people who were used to seeing death and life can't help but stop. Liu Feng stepped forward in the air, turned over and shot a Xianbei person on his side off the horse, Zhang Yan chased after him, and mercilessly crushed this unlucky ghost in front of Liu Feng.

"Helian is dead! The Han army is mighty! ”

Taking advantage of the moment, Liu Feng roared with all his might, but he was in the period of voice change, and his throat was suddenly dumb, and this voice was shouted in Xianbei words.

"Helian is dead! The Han army is mighty! ”

Yan Ming's voice is not as good as Zhang Fei, but it is enough for all the Xianbei people in the fight to hear it. Although Yan Ming didn't know what this Xianbei sentence meant, he shouted out the Xianbei words that were correct and round.

"Helian is dead! The Han army is mighty! ”

The cheers of the Han army resounded throughout the battlefield, and the Xianbei people who were in high spirits inevitably slowed down, and no one could tell them whether the news was true or not.

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Wave after wave of cheers resounded throughout the snowfield, and Xu Wu, who had three scimitars in his chest, finally laughed, and laughed happily for the first time in a few days, and then fell down like an iron tower, stirring up a long string of blood springs.

It's just that when he was dying, although he closed his eyes peacefully, he could never figure out the question that was no longer important to him: why did this resounding cheer come out in Xianbei words?

The panting head of the city in the clouds shook his body, looked in the direction where the cheers came from, and with a "bang", the hundred refining knife that was snatched from the Han people slipped from his hand......

The Xianbei people who fought on the battlefield also didn't have the kung fu to think about this problem seriously, but they all understood the cheers of their own people: Helian is dead! Those Xianbei people who couldn't squeeze forward for a while all turned around uneasily, and looked blankly at the small hillside where Helian was originally located, but they couldn't find their tribesmen through the heavy figures.

Gui Tehu's people have begun to retreat, as for whether He Lian is really dead, Gui Tehu no longer cares about this idle matter, and the uneasy feeling in his heart with a sensitive sense of smell is getting stronger and stronger, and he just wants to get out of contact with the Han army as soon as possible.

The blocked Han army's arrow blade was accelerated again, passed through a thin layer of barriers, and collided head-on with another group of Xianbei people who were looking back, and the long blade ruthlessly harvested the lives of Xianbei people.

Most of the Han soldiers didn't know what they meant by the Xianbei words they had just shouted, but this sudden and cheerful rush also boosted their morale, and they instinctively swung their blades at the Xianbei people they could reach, repeatedly shouting this Xianbei sentence with the protection of the gods.

In the sky, there was goose feather snow again.

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He Lian was almost so angry that he vomited blood, the damned Han army actually took that coward Gui Tehu as his own, and although that coward was alive and well, he would only run away with his life!

He Lian Yi, who was in high spirits of battle, also didn't distinguish whether the Han army shouted Han or Xianbei for a while, and only spread his anger on Gui Tehu, who was the first to retreat, and wanted to eat him alive immediately. It wasn't until he looked at his subordinates who couldn't help retreating and constantly falling off their horses that He Lian suddenly came to his senses, looked around, and roared angrily:

"Helian is here, who can kill me!"

A roar of luck suddenly suppressed another wave of cheers from the Han army, and the morale of the Xianbei people who kept retreating was reinvigorated, and then they blocked the swarming of the rolling Han army.

"I'll kill you!" Liu Feng, who was dumb in his throat, his eyes lit up, and he stared fiercely at He Lian, who was trying his best to refute the rumors, and the two were only a hundred steps away at this time. With a rustling roar, Liu Feng shook his hand and flew the spear in his hand out, and a Xianbei body who was chasing after him was shocked, and he had already been strung in the chest. Liu Feng's horse rushed forward in the direction of Helian, not caring about the enemy around him, taking a bow and arrow, "whooshing" an arrow flew out, and shot towards Helian's throat, and then another arrow was sent out, straight to Helian's chest, and then another arrow in his hand, aiming at Helian's advancing horse.

There was a burst of dampness and heat on his face, and a Xianbei Manu blocked the arrow for Helian, splashing Helian's face with blood, but it also woke him up.

"Rats!" He Lian was furious, pulled out the second feather arrow that was chasing, his eyes were round, and he wanted to swallow Liu Feng, who was secretly attacking with a hidden arrow, but he suddenly stumbled, leaned forward and fell to the ground, but he was pressed on the snow by his beloved horse, unable to move.

There was a hot pain in his back, Liu Feng couldn't hold the fourth feather arrow in his hand with a shudder, threw the longbow in his hand towards the sneak attacker with his backhand, lay down on the horse, took off the saddle knife with his hand, handed it over to his left hand, and suddenly turned around with a rustling roar and sensitively picked the throat of the chasing Xianbei people.

"Death to the dog thief!" Yan Ming's tiger eyes widened and roared, and the Xianbei man who had slashed Liu Feng fell off his horse, retreated quickly, and threw an axe at another Xianbei centurion who chased Liu Feng closer. It's just that although the Xianbei centurion looks rough, he is very clever and brave, and he slashed down this powerful flying axe with a loud shout, and his body was shocked, but the knife momentum still did not decrease at all, and he slashed obliquely towards Liu Feng's neck.

A harrier turned over, Liu Feng hid in the belly of the horse to avoid the knife, Zhang Yan shouted angrily, and a shot picked this Xianbei man off the horse, shaking his spirit, a gun shadow covered Liu Feng under him, and took the lives of three Xianbei people in an instant.

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"Woo-" The melodious horn broke through the thin mist, and a rushing Han cavalry slaughtered from the jungle......