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With the resolute belief of going home, the whole army stubbornly went east, east, and everywhere it passed, there was a sea of corpses and blood, and the dry grassland, soaked in hot blood, slowly converged into one small stream after another, and then converged into a river, which actually splashed small waves.

The war horses continued to gallop, the battle continued to rage, and when Lu Peng brandished his broadsword again, his eyes suddenly disappeared - they rushed out.

"To the east, rush-" Lu Peng roared, with boundless excitement, rushed out, as long as he threw off the army blocked by these tribes and went home, it was no longer a luxury.

"My lord, there are brothers trapped in the enemy's group." Zhang Yan roared out of breath at this time.

Lu Peng turned his horse's head suddenly, yes, in the chaotic crowd, there were hundreds of brothers who were cut off, fighting desperately in the enemy formation.

"Rush back." Lu Peng resolutely turned the horse's head and yelled at the sky: "Don't abandon, don't give up, let's go home together, kill-" Lu Peng roared, regardless of how many brothers there were around him, and rushed to the enemy formation again.

All the brothers who were already scarred did not hesitate at all, and rushed back to the enemy position without hesitation as Lu Peng shouted: "Don't abandon or give up, let's go home together."

The enemy was cowardly, and bravery dissipated in the face of absolute bravery, and the anger of revenge was extinguished in the face of such a righteous recklessness, and I didn't know that person was the first to retreat, so this retreat retreated in front of the decisive death of the Lu Peng brothers, and the crowd began to retreat backwards.

Rescued their brothers, without a moment's pause, non-stop continue to run in the southeast direction, they must get rid of these tribes that have been desperate, for a safe time, now, everyone has been sleepy, once the news of their breakthrough is spread, those in the south do not know where to recuperate the main force of the Dun, will be overwhelming, at that time, is the time for their own destruction.

Run, keep running, the war horse under the crotch is tired, hurry up and change to a spare horse to continue running.

But just as Lu Peng was running up a low high ground, there was another tribe in front of them that could not suppress forty or fifty thousand people waiting in formation.

It's still the old people and children, it's still a group of women, and behind them, it's still a thousand murderous warlords.

On the heights of Zhuma, all the people were spitting white gas, all the heads were bubbling with white gas, and all the people's chests were as loud as bellows.

At this time, there was already a huge amount of smoke and dust flying in the distance behind him, and in the north, there was also a huge amount of dust rising, there were enemy troops in front and pursuers in the back, Lu Hanqiang slowly raised his big knife and yelled at the rising sun: "Go home-"

Then, slowly kicking the white horse and descending to the high ground, then faster and faster, faster and faster, becoming an arrow and rushing towards the boundless enemy.

Ding Li sat on a captured four-wheeled carriage, and had to sigh at Lu Peng's whimsy, this kind of carriage was stable and comfortable, and spacious, sitting in it, as if sitting in a cradle, looking at the countless tribal fathers and elders rumbling around him, his shriveled and thin face flashed a bewitching red, as if he had just drunk a good wine.

Tanma has flown over, just in front, those herdsmen who were driven to the battlefield have blocked Lu Peng's way, if he takes these forty or fifty thousand herdsmen to join this war, continue to entangle with Lu Peng, and wait until the main force of the south is pressed, Lu Peng is the god of heaven, and he will not be able to escape the end of annihilation, this is his own ambush on all sides.

He is not worried at all that these herdsmen will not be able to drag Lu Peng now, because he has a force in his hands that absolutely makes Lu Peng helpless, that is, the 50,000 Han slaves who were escorted over.

Haven't you Lu Peng always claimed to be the savior of the Han people? So when these Han Chinese slaves attack you, see how you will deal with them?

The smoke and dust in front of him are getting thicker and thicker, and against the wind, you can hear the more and more clear shouts and screams, as long as the battle is going on, then it is not too late for you to come.

Ding Li stood on the carriage excitedly, and shouted to his subordinates who followed the warriors: "The whole army is in formation, 50,000 Han slaves are in the middle, and the herdsmen are left and right, and 3,000 sons and daughters supervise the battle after the break, and order to supervise the battle team.

The coalition forces of the various tribes were crazy because of hatred, and those warlords drove these old and weak women and children, rushing forward and killing Lu Peng's team, killing batch after batch, rushing through one after another, slowly moving eastward to the battlefield and discarding countless corpses and wounded, the burning blood made the grassland turn hot red, countless corpses covered the earth, covering the dense withered grass, the ownerless war horses neighed and ran around, the banners were dumped and the knives and guns were broken, and the entire grassland seemed to be burning.

There are countless people fighting around Cai Wenji's cart, and now they are not fighting for breaking through, but for the elves of this big man.

Layers of corpses have been piled up around the carriage, slowly piling up, forming a huge mountain of corpses, the blood has made the hooves of the war horses sink deeply, these died around the carriage, there are Lu Peng brothers, but more are still those tribes.

Cutting down another Tartar, Lu Peng panted and looked back, the dust in the north was getting higher and higher, and the enemy here also saw the shadow of reinforcements, and the fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger, as long as Lu Peng was entangled, the victory would be the Wuhuan clan.

Both sides have already killed red eyes, as long as one side can't hold on, this war will end in an instant, but both sides are gritting their teeth and holding on, both eager for their own victory.

I looked left and right, and I saw that there were 15,000 people in the past, but now there are less than half of them left, and even this half is also scarred and exhausted.

"Yang Feng, Zhang Yan." Lu Peng roared loudly, looking for it.

Two people covered in blood rushed to him, and Lu Peng said solemnly to Yang Feng: "Throw Mr. Xu Jie into Miss Wen Ji's carriage, Zhang Yan, you take two thousand brothers and General Yang Feng together to protect the carriage to break through, and I will take the whole army to break through for you." ”

"Lord, Youzhou can't do without you, the world can't do without you, you break through with them, and our brother will cut you off."

Lu Peng snapped: "The target of all enemies is me, as long as I am still here, their attack on you will be weakened, rush out, and return to Han with Miss Wen Ji, it is the responsibility of all our men." Then his voice dimmed, and he looked at the south nostalgically: "In that quiet courtyard of her own, what is Wan'er doing at this time?" Are you learning embroidery with your cousin, or are you sitting quietly in the courtyard thinking about me? When I thought of this, my heart couldn't help but hurt, and a stream of hot tears involuntarily spilled out, but he suddenly raised his face to the sky, let the tears break off, and raised the big knife high: "After the brothers break off with me, protect Miss Wen Ji to break through, Wen Ji will return to Han, Wen Ji will return to Han." ”

Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in response, and a fight continued. "

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