Gao Zhi slowly looked ahead, he had already entered the state, and now in his eyes, there was only the endless tyranny and hideous color.

The spear flashed in the sun, and the white-maned horse jumped up suddenly, raising its front hooves high and neighing on the battlefield, while Gao Zhi on horseback showed a cruel sneer and suddenly roared: "Kill!" ”

"Gun skills--- Tornado!"

Countless spear qi flew out and spun from Gao Zhi's spear, and a vortex became larger in the blink of an eye, just forming a huge tornado in an instant, and the sharp cutting aura even distorted the surrounding air.

A tornado that is not used for natural formation is an upright funnel shape, and Gao Zhi's gun gas tornado is a trumpet-like shape, with a huge flare mouth that envelops countless Hun soldiers.

"Boom!"

The guns are full of anger, and Gao Zhi's blow is enough to kill at least hundreds of Huns, which is terrifying!

Gao Zhi's personal bravery, at this time, has already shocked the audience.

Whether it was the Huns, the wolf riders of the state, or the white horse servants, they were all deeply shocked by the powerful side of this man at this moment.

The only difference is that the Huns are really frightened and afraid, while the wolf riders and white horses are excited and proud!

That's their leader!

The bright white figure of Gao Zhi at the front was raging like a god of war, and under the sharp and bright white spear, blood was splashed everywhere, and the surrounding Hun soldiers were full of terror.

If there is such a general, what more can the army ask for?

The cavalry of the wolf cavalry and the white horse righteous servants of the state were excited.

Murderous intent!

The cavalry charging frantically, howling like hungry wolves, and the cavalry who were pressed by the black, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, roared madly and charged up, and the momentum of the sharp spirit was even more breathtaking.

At this time, the two cavalry were really twisted together, and these cavalry who followed closely behind Gao Zhi continued to advance, occupying the bloody road of their general's charge.

Looking down at the sky, you can clearly see that the cavalry in the middle is in the shape of an arrow, and the middle is even more condensed, and the arrow is the raging charge led by Gao Zhi.

Soon, the Xiongnu tribe was chiseled through by this "sharp arrow", and Gao Zhi rushed out alone, and the torn mouth behind him continued to gush out torrents of wolf riders and white horse righteous followers.

The Xiongnu generals Muton and Sago were also wounded, unable to fight with the cavalry, and withdrew to the front of Sachetu, and they shouted urgently: "General, what we have encountered is the main cavalry of the Han people, which can no longer be stopped, so quickly retreat!" ”

Sacheltu looked around, only to see that the opposing cavalry was in his own camp, rampage, unstoppable, some of the cavalry had already passed through the formation, turned back from the end of their own camp, and continued to charge.

There was a deep and incredible look on his face, what was going on, in a short moment, this Han army seemed to be crazy, and the momentum of his body was completely different.

This is already a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, and if they continue to resist, it is not impossible to be wiped out!

Their own soldiers, who no longer have a formation to speak of, were shocked by the cavalry into a plate of scattered sand, panicked soldiers could be seen everywhere, and there were corpses of their own people everywhere, where was the battle, it was a completely one-sided massacre.

Looking at the battlefield with a pale face, the form was reversed in an instant, and his heart was even more afraid.

Sacheltu slowly closed his eyes, tears dripping down, he turned his back to the sky, and suddenly drew the saber from his side, and slammed it across his neck.

Seeing this, everyone around them was so frightened that they exclaimed, and everyone stretched out their hands in unison, grabbed Sachetu tightly, and said urgently: "General, you can't find a short view!" ”

"If you die, General, who can help us avenge today's revenge?"

Sacheltu didn't really want to die, he was just putting on a show.

Encountering such a fiasco, people will inevitably have doubts about his ability, and his search for death is actually a retreat to advance and win people's hearts.

Of course, it's enough to make a show and barely give yourself a step.

Kill~

The screams of the battle echoed in his ears, and the front army had begun to show a rout, and after seeing this scene, the corners of Sachetu's mouth squirmed hard, and finally he looked deeply at the bright white figure.

"After the leader of the army is broken, the others, retreat with me!" The arm waved down fiercely, and the war horse was turned to a blue face.

Suddenly turned around, the Han army with red eyes like a hungry wolf had been killed, and at this moment, the black torrent continued to advance, and the black torrent in his sight continued to gush out, and then a bright white figure appeared in his sight in the black army.

In the face of reality, Sachertu immediately stopped pretentiousness and --- away decisively!

The Xiongnu soldiers who were fighting with the Han army became outcasts.

The tribal patriarch of Sachetu ran away, and the Huns were suddenly like deflated balls, and the army was extremely flustered, and the situation of the melee instantly showed a one-sided situation.

Where does the name of the wolf rider come from, it is the perseverance of perseverance, chasing like a pack of wolves and constantly draining the enemy's physical strength, and then looking for opportunities to destroy the enemy army.

Now, in the face of this defeated Xiongnu tribe, the more violent and direct fighting style of the wolf cavalry than the white horse Yicong is undoubtedly revealed.

Bai Ma Yicong was still adjusting his breathing as usual, maintaining a uniform speed of pursuit, and constantly sending arrows to the sideways.

The wolf rider of Bingzhou has already bared its fangs, jumped straight forward, and tore it to give a fatal blow.

These two styles are very different, but they also belong to the style of elite cavalry, at this moment, to the defeated Hun tribe in front of them, to end the heavy blow.

For a while, the enemy soldiers turned on their horses, and then the black guns continued to pierce out with pieces of blood, and the Huns wailed, falling in pieces.

Not to mention that those Hun troops are not very good at arranging troops, even if they are good at arranging formations, there will be no suspense in this battle, it can only be a one-sided crushing.

The difference in combat power between the two sides is too great, and it is no longer something that can be made up by arranging the formation.

In this short-term handover of troops that met on a narrow road, more than 2,000 Hun troops did not even have the strength to resist, and were almost completely annihilated by Gao Zhi, and in the end, only Sachetu and more than 100 henchmen and guards escaped.

This battle also allowed Sachetu and others to truly see the true combat effectiveness of the Han regular army.

In the past, it was only the local army and the rebel army that fought against them, and compared with the Han army in front of them, it is not an exaggeration to describe those armies as a rabble.

The Hun soldiers who were broken by the leadership of Sago are now in a trance, how can they still have half of their fighting spirit, and they are fleeing and screaming frantically, while the wolf riders and white horse servants in Bingzhou are like wolves and tigers frantically killing.