Eagles flew in the sky.

On the grass, the horse's tail flicked, the black horse chewed the tender green grass and took small steps leisurely, the bright spring day dragged the shadows of people across the ground, another team of 5,000 people from south to north rested on the spot, the sound of Chinese conversation occasionally sounded in the crowd, and the generals sat down in a circle to discuss the war on the north side of Hiraoka.

"The cavalry of the lock slave should have arrived, but I don't know if this guy will not be able to work, it doesn't matter what Pan Wushuang does, I'm afraid that Cao Ang will have a situation and affect the relationship between the alliance." Probably making a guess, Yan Rou, the general of the Black Mountain Cavalry, looked at the back of the standing side looking at the north in the past: "Chief, the number of Wuhuan people should not be small, nearly half of the soldiers around Ang Gongzi are Youyan foot soldiers, the way of the battle formation is quite good, if it is equal or a little more than a little more people, it is not easy to leave with more than 2,000 people, obviously there are a lot of Wuhuan people, so they will take a defensive posture to ask for help." ”

Dian Wei rubbed the iron halberd and got up: "Then what are you delaying, Lao Pan may have been chopped by the Wuhuan people." ”

Everyone didn't move, their eyes looked at the back over there, the wind stroked the wolf velvet on the collar armor, Gongsun Zhi turned around to meet everyone's eyes, his face was cold, and he raised his hand: "Let's go hunting...... Calculate the time...... It's been a long time since I hunted. ”

As he spoke, he walked back and sat down among the generals, his tone was not high, he just laughed, and said simply and peacefully: "I like the people on the steppe, they don't have tall and thick cities, when the cavalry enters the camp, watching them flee in panic or rise up to resist, I really like it, you see! There are Wuhuan and Xianbei tribes everywhere. ”

"Brother! Cao Ang's side is not ...... Save? Gongsun continued to open his mouth, looked at everyone, and felt that he was not qualified enough, and he should not speak in front of everyone, and then his voice gradually became quieter.

"The slave will naturally be saved." Gongsun Zhi's gaze swept over the generals, and his smile became even stronger: "Even if he doesn't make any efforts, as long as the soldiers and horses don't fight in the past, the Wuhuan people will be cautious and dare not attack again, and our past final decision is not of much significance, so it's better to have a spring hunt....."

After a pause in his tone, he stretched out his hands and smiled to show Bai Sensen's teeth: "...... How's that, ladies and gentlemen? ”

In the bright sky, the cavalry assembled again, and the mighty cavalry was like ants crossing the border, spreading out in the skylight, and the sound of flags and horses' hooves surged, and a huge hunt began to the northeast.

More than ten miles away, ravines and mountains connect the wilderness, below is a small, peaceful tribe with cooking smoke, there is a small river flowing quietly not far away, the women in the tribe use clay pots to draw water in the river, the snotty child is playing with a small wooden bow next to it, and the occasional dog barks on the grass in the distance, and then he hears the call of his mother, and runs back with his bare buttocks, and goes back with the woman.

In the bright spring sunshine, the dogs that drove the flocks barked in a certain direction, as if something was coming this way. The mother and son who were fetching water stopped, and the surrounding Wuhuan people also stopped, the dogs barked wilder and more fiercely, and the snotty children looked towards the south blankly, looking into the distance, and the surging black lines appeared on the skyline like a wave.

In the spring light, the tranquil tribe was broken, and the iron hooves tossed out and thundered the earth.

The clay pot full of water fell from the rough hand, and shattered on the ground with a clatter, and the Wuhuan woman's eyes widened, and she saw the knight who was running and roaring in a fur armor, but the leather helmet on his head had the Han helmet logo, which was not the Han people of Liaodong, and suddenly screamed and shouted words, and ran towards the tribe to remind the tribe to flee.

A large number of horsemen charged, getting closer and closer, and the woman, suddenly aware of her child, hurried back and ran back, and the sheep in the field bleated in panic and neighed, and ran in all directions, and the barking dogs ran wildly in the confusion with their tails between their legs, and then swept under the horse's hooves. The snotty, bald child with two pigtails stared blankly ahead, heard his mother's scream, snorted and looked back, and then looked back at the front, frightened and full of small faces.

The cavalry pushed sideways like a wall.

The woman ran faster and faster, and one of the galloping cavalry drew his bow and released an arrow, and when blood splashed in the chest of the woman who was running, the Wuhuan woman cried and ran two steps before falling down, and the sound of horses' hooves approached in her ears, and she tried to open her eyes, and in her blurred vision, the little face of the child who was running towards her was drowned in the torrent with a frightened look.

"Ahh

Countless horses' hooves trampled past, stained with crimson soil. Under the banner of the black blue wolf, a group of cavalry crashed into the tribe of the Wuhuan people, torches, blades, ignited or tore the running body, thick smoke rose into the sky with the wind, hundreds of corpses were scattered everywhere, this wolf rode through the camp without stopping, towards the next prey.

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On the slopes of Pinggang Mountain, the Wuhuan people retreated.

The dilapidated camp was littered with corpses, wounded, and the muddy ground smelled of blood. The horn helmet on Pan Feng's head fell somewhere, his forehead was wrapped in a bandage, and he dragged a giant axe around looking for a figure, the pain stimulated him, so that his body did not pass out so quickly, and finally saw Cao Ang in the corner of a camp.

Cao Ang's chest, arms and even thighs were bandaged, bleeding too much to make his face pale, the notched head knife and the sunken shield were placed at the foot and within reach, and the weak thanked Guan Ning for the bandage, and saw Pan Feng's figure coming towards this side.

"Is General Pan here for reinforcements? Otherwise, why would the Wuhuan people retreat? ”

"Reinforcements are coming, and it's too far to see who is leading the troops...... It is also possible that the cavalry of Xianbei was borne. ”

"Help me up...... Cao Ang gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to hold the arm handed in front of him, and tried to get himself up from the ground: "No matter what, we can't let the brothers die in vain, let's be ready to fight back and forth." ”

The eagle flies through the clouds.

At the same time, rows of war horses spewed rough air to shake the ground, the Xianbei knights tightened the reins, and the lock slave drove the horses out of the crowd under the escort of his own soldiers, and passed a distance towards the Wuhuan camp below. You make dogs for Han Chinese?! ”

King Gongsun was taken aback by his words, and hurriedly grabbed him: "Be careful not to provoke him." ”

"Get out of here, useless rubbish!" Badun scolded angrily, when he pushed the other party away, the lock slave heard the other party's words, his heart sank, the proud grassland warrior fell under the wolf's kiss, it was his indelible pain, but the involvement, humiliation and burden are how these people can understand, he slowly stretched out his arm to hold the handle of the knife, looked at the two people who were arguing with an expressionless face, and said coldly: "Badun, there are some things you don't need to understand, you don't understand, when a dog is better than a dead family, when one day, you are also faced with such a choice, I hope you remember today's backbone." ”

The words fell, and the blade of the knife buzzed out of its sheath and was raised high.

On the hillside, five thousand Xianbei cavalry shook the reins, the horse's hooves slowly moved their pace, faster and faster, the moment the raised blade was cut down, the horse's hooves rolled and launched a roaring momentum, a bow on the horse's back, the man's hand was raised, the arrow was off the string, and thousands of black shadows buzzed...... The sound covers the sky and the sun, stretching for hundreds of feet.

The guards around Badun stepped forward, holding their shields high and connecting them together, and then the surrounding sound was the sound of crackling, the arrows were nailed to the shield and bounced off, some people screamed in pain when they were hit by the arrows, some people were running and shouting for the archers to shoot back, in the huge camp, next to the corpse where the arrows fell to the ground, countless footsteps rushed, and began to build a line of defense, after the rain of arrows, Badun's body ran towards the camp tensely.

The Xianbei archers who rushed down from the hillside embraced the entire camp like flowing water, and the arrows kept shooting out from their hands to suppress the Wuhuan archers in the camp, and the opposite side had already raised their shields, or with the help of guard towers, tents, and wooden fences, the Wuhuan archers hid behind and gave fierce throws, and the arrows fell staggered in the sky on both sides.

Suo Nu stood on the gentle slope, observed for a while, pointed to the gate on the flank of the Wuhuan camp, and soon after, the herald sounded the desolate horn, and another Xianbei cavalry of two thousand numbers who had been on standby tensed their bodies, and under the leadership of the leader, they pressed down their spears and spears and rushed down violently, launching a mountain and sea of charges.

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On the slopes of Pinggang Mountain.

"It's the Xianbei cavalry of the slaves....... The opportunity is here, and the Wuhuan people are flanked back and forth......."

The figure that spoke was crumblingly dragging the weapon and walked a few steps, and was pinched by Pan Feng's shoulder and thrown into the arms of a personal guard, wearing armor and holding a giant axe and turning onto the horse, the expression of the past disappeared, and then burst out with a terrifying momentum.

He glanced at Cao Ang: "I'll go." ”

The figure slowly urged the war horse to walk out of the camp gate, and the voice sounded: "Today, I went out of the village to fight, and I vowed to fight with courage, and the husband is alive, and I should return with the horse leather wrapper, and I will go with me if I can fight again!" The horse's hooves ran, and behind them, more than a thousand wounded soldiers responded loudly, carrying swords and rushing down the hill with the figure of the war horse.

Pan Feng raised the giant axe, rushed to the sea of people in front of him, and roared sharply: "I am Admiral Pan Wushuang-"

Blood is tumbling and burning.