Four hundred and eighty-two scarlet blood forged the way

"Kill!" On the battlefield, countless vocal cords teared and shouted to kill, which was deafening.

The blood on the battlefield has not dried, and the long wind sends the forest cold.

The soldiers trapped in the camp, one by one, with a large shield draped on their sides, lined up in a row, layer by layer.

Around them, a group of soldiers surrounded the formation, both staring at each other, roaring with deep ferocity.

The sky was dark, and the starlight seemed to be disturbed by the blood, and became dim and dim.

"Signal the soldiers, maintain the formation, and move forward slowly. Take their voice first, set up a formation, and kill them for me! Gao Shun calmly commanded the troops.

At this time, near the battle situation, the fire is becoming more and more ferocious, and the wolf smoke is flying.

Mars is flying, the heat wave is steaming, almost like a dream, and everything seems to be so unreal.

In the midst of the smoke, a stout man who looked extremely burly and unkempt stepped out.

At first glance, this person is simply worse than a beggar, covered in dirt, with a face that has not been washed for several years, black lips, and a special totem painted on his forehead.

In terms of dress, the strong man is also very special, wearing a white horned eagle headdress, a copper drum pendant similar to religious beliefs on his chest, wearing heavy armor, and a black cloak on his shoulders.

It is the leader of this Qiang ride, Qiangqu Yuna bone!

Beside him was an extremely handsome brown horse, half a foot high and more than nine feet long, like a behemoth.

The rich blood contained in its body clearly indicates that even in this powerful world, it is definitely a BMW.

"Huh"

With a dry laugh, You Nagu raised his arm and stroked the hair on the horse's back, his thick palms were full of calluses, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his dark face was full of vicissitudes.

As the leader of the so-called Qiang cavalry, he is not too tall among the cavalry, and his appearance is not outstanding, only a pair of eyes seem to be burning with flames from time to time and will never be extinguished.

"Han people! Give up the resistance! Your martial arts are worthy of respect, if you descend to a certain one, you must be treated favorably! Yunagu's eyes sparkled with a strange light.

Don't look at his rough appearance, unadorned, and looks very rough, but in every move, he is full of Han etiquette.

If it weren't for his strange outfit and height, if he was a Han, I am afraid that no one would not believe him.

The Qiang people, who believe in the respect of the strong, hate, respect and fear instincts for the Xiliang Iron Riders who have conquered them, and invisibly make them subconsciously imitate and respect their behavior.

They have an indelible hope for the strong and the strong.

At this moment, You Nagu really had greedy thoughts about the group of elite infantry in front of him.

Fang Cai's blow looked like a sudden one-blow charge, and the scene of the battle was far beyond Yuna's imagination.

He knew that Li Ru, the military advisor of Xiliang, would not be easy to trap the camp that he had repeatedly emphasized before leaving.

But the "reckless behavior" that has always followed Xiliang Tie Riding behind and "cleaning up the mess" has already made them free from caution and has bred arrogance.

After all, they still underestimated the destructive power of this elite!

Soon, Yunagu, who had a bitter and iron-blue face, could only stink on his face, as always, facing the still "tough" soldiers in the camp!

You know, I wanted to give them a fatal blow to the trapped camp when they successfully attacked, but now I have to deal with the soldiers and horses in front of me first.

He had planned to say surrender to the other side, so as to avoid too many casualties, after all, he->>