Due to the heavy armor and the imperial guards breaking the retreat, the barbarians were pushed outside the array by the wolf-shaped battalion, and the barbarian cavalry without the free space was quickly divided, when the infantry team led by He Shuhuan rushed to the front and rear, these barbarian cavalry were as frightened as if they saw demons, and even the war horses under their crotch neighed and howled. ☆☆ New Thinking Chinese Network members hand play ☆☆.org

"Enter..."

He Shuhuan shouted, the lance soldiers took He Shuhuan as the center, lined up, these armorers wearing bright light armor and holding an eight-foot lance were like a moving human wall, dividing the already crowded battlefield, even though the brute horse riding was tall and strong, but under the pressure of the infantry soldiers, the horse speed decayed, the bow was useless, and he wanted to fight in close quarters, but at the moment when he rushed to the front, he was cut off by the lance blade, and then he rolled down with the horse and fell to the ground.

"Enter... Enter... Enter... Kill... Kill... Kill..."

The thunderous roar made the already weak barbarian cavalry even more restless, and the small leader of the barbarian tribe was unwilling to be captured, and rushed to kill in formation, but was killed in front of the blade by the rifle one after another, and in the distance, watching the proud tribal warriors in trouble, Shi Ji Hu Tu Ai Jin could no longer hold back the restlessness in his heart, he drew his knife and was about to drink the order, but was stopped by Naya Bolanda.

"My brother, calm down!"

Shi Ji suddenly glanced at Naya Bolanda: "Don't you see my warriors..."

"I see, but...", Naya said in a wavering voice: "The master is consuming the strength of our tribe, and in the same way, the blood of our clan warriors is exchanged for the loss of the master beggar... Isn't that what we're trying to do? Brother, you should understand which is more important than this..."

After Naya Bolanda finished speaking, he looked intently at the array of the master's beggars, under the banner of the lion, Liwo Mukehan stood proudly, under his majestic pressure, it seemed that the entire grassland was in his bag, but he didn't know that when the master and the master rode down under the Xia soldier's sword, Sumatra's favor for him had quietly disappeared...

"Your Highness, the scout is here to report, Qin Yi has led the whole army to fight with the master!"

Thirty miles away from the battlefield of Ghost Howling Slope, in the Dongzhou military camp, Jing Yutian paced back and forth, when this battle situation came into his ears, his expression tightened, and he sighed with emotion: "The town on the edge of the building, Qin Shiyingjie... Qin Yi's tiger is really extraordinary, at this moment, he is still loyal to his father and Daxia, if I get one or two, why doesn't the son belong to me? ”

Subsequently, Jing Yutian ordered more than 10,000 soldiers in Dongzhou: "Daxia is killed, it is out at this moment, wait for me to rush to the aid of Ghost Howling Slope!" ”

'Puff puff...'

The blade tore the flesh and skin, the blood sprayed screaming, looking around the battlefield for several miles, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, more than an hour of fighting, the master and the master begged the enemy to fall to the ground constantly, and the guards and heavy armor of the Liaoyuan pioneer column were also damaged two or three out of ten, and the vast snow was already dazzling under the blood, and the fishy smell was like a cold wind that continued to hit people's heads, so that they did not know why they were alive and dead.

At this moment, the main and thousands of brave cavalry and barbarian soldiers of the right flank battlefield have been completely divided and defeated by the vanguard column, and the remaining more than 1,000 barbarian cavalry are still struggling to support.

In the middle of the military camp, Qin Yi stared at the situation on the battlefield, his eyebrows were sometimes soothing, sometimes wrinkled, when Yuan Shaofeng's wolf battalion rushed to the middle of the barbarians, he ordered the flag bearer, the standard-bearer immediately stepped up, held high the handsome flag and turned, He Shuhuan, who was strangling the barbarian cavalry, saw this scene, and immediately stopped the impact speed of the cavalry team.

Seeing this scene, Liwo Mukehan was a little stuck, and the Xia soldiers couldn't put a comprehensive rush, but gave up the advantage of the army, and put back the barbarian foot soldiers who begged for the master and had many masters, what did it mean at this time?

In this confusion, Liwo Mu Kehan then heard a more urgent horn coming from the direction of the Liaoyuan army, and immediately, Xin Zi and Xu Ning rushed in from the two opposite positions of the gourd army array, Yuan Shaofeng and He Shuhuan were even more united in the center, and it was only half a moment of effort, this brute cavalry that was cut off by the waist was swallowed up by the vanguard column, when Yuan Shaofeng and He Shuhuan two infantry teams rushed out of the brute cavalry column, the tip of the spear and the rifle actually provoked a round and bloody head, and then look at the corpses of those brute horses, they have already become headless ghosts.

In this regard, Shi Ji Hutu's face was hideous, and his blood rose all over his body, and at the moment when he drew his knife and gave the order, Naya Bolanda once again turned sideways and stopped in front of Shi Ji Hutu.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"My brother, be patient, be patient..."

"My people have been slaughtered, and the glory of my tribe has been trampled on again, how long do you want me to endure?" Shi Ji shouted angrily, if it weren't for the fact that the two departments had already made an alliance, I am afraid that his scimitar would have slashed at this guy who stopped him one after another!

When there was no resistance in the array of brute horses, when He Shuhuan's infantry team was covered in blood and stood facing each other, showing off their strength to the master, there was a restlessness in the direction of the master's beggar array.

"Liwomuk, you want to consume our strength, but we have come to the tribe with the lives of thousands of people, have you ever thought of it?"

Naya Bolanda said to himself, and in his sight, behind the array of Yerotu and Yarim Flame on the left flank of the barbarians, the slave tribes who submitted to their master's beggars were like wind and water, undulating like the wind and water, and the whispers in them rushed into the ears of Liwomuk Khan like flying stones.

"Do you see that? The Khan actually sat back and watched the death of the right-wing steppe brothers? ”

"Aren't the three tribes of the master, the master, and the master? Since they are also the bloodlines of the Golden Family, why didn't Lord Khan order to rush and kill? Save the Golden Bloodline Brothers? ”

"The Khan kept saying that he was guided by the Sumatra saint to lead the steppe brothers to the south in search of eagle glory and plunder wealth, but now he actually sat back and let the Xia people slaughter our steppe brothers... It's unbelievable! ”

As the restless whispers of the slave tribe became louder and louder, Liwo Mu Kehan had already discovered that something was wrong, looking at the Qinzi banner in the distance, and looking at the rock-solid array of the main and the main barbarians, Liwo Mu Kehan's forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

"Khan, this is a ploy by the lord and the lord, they want to use the blood of their own people to stir up the signs of resistance to the khan in the tribe!"

Huo Changshan said urgently, Liwomuk Khan stared, and then issued an order, beside him, the horn hand struggled to blow the horn, hearing this, the left wing of the Yarim Flame Department took the lead, and the two teams of thousands of people rode towards the left wing of the Liaoyuan Army to kill, and the Yeluotuo Department was even more flat to follow, and the sword was to the Liaoyuan vanguard column that showed off its might.

"These grassland bastards..."Qin Yi scolded in a low voice, and the standard-bearer ordered the flying cavalry battalion, and Qin Yuzhi, who had already endured it to the extreme, could lead the flying cavalry to rush into the battlefield horizontally to meet the light cavalry of the Yarim Flame Division.

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