A thin mist shrouded the foothills, the majestic stretch of the white wolf mountain between the Wuhuan Shan Yu Department appeared depressed, dull, a mountain stream that seemed to be split, in front of the thatched hut built by the mountain grass, the lit bonfire burned, dispersed the mist, and several people hurriedly stopped in front of the house, blocking a burly, man in animal skin, nearby can occasionally see the patrol figure walking with weapons in the fog, and the footsteps are clearly heard.

"Get out of here, I want to see Lou Ban, he is Shan Yu! What is hiding here!! ”

The muscles were swollen and his arms pushed several people in front of him, his voice was hoarse and rude, and several Wuhuan soldiers in front of him were staggered, and the figure of the thatched hut in the past was named Gu Jin, who was in his thirties, brave and strong, but his temperament was relatively unruly, and when he walked, the dead branches broke under his feet, making a clicking sound.

Fell over one person and took two more steps.

"Lou Ban, you are Wu Huan's Shan Yu, Na Bang Dun is just a housekeeper for you, now that you have grown up, you should take back the tribe and take the three kings' department...... Do you know, a few days ago, Bunton summoned the rest of the tribes to meet the Han people, and the White Wolf Mountain was empty, and it was a good time to get it back. ”

The room was still silent, and there was no sound to answer.

After a while, the stout figure suddenly scolded: "You unseeded, how can Qiu Liju give birth to a son as weak as a lamb, and the beast will replace you, you are still nesting here, and the ugliest woman in the tribe will look down on a sheep like you——"

Staring fiercely at the closed door, he turned to leave, and at this time, there was a slight sound of the door opening behind him, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old stood at the door.

"I know you...... Your name is Gu Jin, the head of a small tribe under my father back then, you are unruly, and you have never needed you, you also have ambitions, you want to be the king of Wuhuan, at the same time, you are brave and good at fighting, and you have buried you, I want to be a brother with you. ”

The young man named Lou Ban, holding a roll of Han bamboo slips, said with a smile: "...... But I have to wait until I lose the battle, otherwise how will the other kings side with me? ”

The footsteps in front of him stopped, the tall and burly figure turned, a smile appeared on the rugged and fierce face, and then nodded his head, his fist hanging on his chest, "Ready to be dispatched." ”

Walking slowly, Lou Ban patted him on the shoulder, looking at the mountains and green fields in the distance.

“.…… There should be a fight with the Han over there, so let's just sit here and wait for the result. ”

He whispered.

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To the northwest, on the field fifty miles outside the White Wolf Mountain.

The raging waves continued to collide.

One after another the cavalry dragged the dust and smoke to gallop under the twilight, hedged and staggered with the enemy, the weapons swung and smashed sparks, the whirling horses' hooves trampled the ground and raised bursts of smoke and dust into the sky, enveloping the battlefield on this field, shouting and killing, and the sound of horses surging over like a tide, and the field of vision was full of cavalry fighting on horseback.

Located on the right side of the field on another battlefield, the changing situation made Wu Yan feel incredible, this is not the cavalry's tactics at all, before he saw that the other party rushed into the formation and slowed down, so he scolded: "Stupid Han people." But after a few moments, everything turned his common sense on its head.

The original cavalry dismounted abruptly, forming dozens or hundreds of defensive formations in the form of small and medium squadrons, forming a containment of horns.

Although they have fought with the Han people, but the Wuhuan people rarely come into contact with such strange things, Wuyan gathered some of the cavalry that ran away, and let them kill the past from the surroundings, but the war horse ridden by the Black Mountain was in front of it, and the momentum could not be formed, and the Black Mountain soldiers who raised their shields behind the horse raised their knives high, or drilled out from under the horse's belly, and cut at the hooves of the cavalry who rushed towards them, all of which were scenes of people turning over on their backs and flesh and blood.

In the midst of countless fighting shouts, Yan Rou, who was in the middle of the defensive formation, and the corporal under the command of the commander of the command of the commander of the army stubbornly resisted the Wuhuan cavalry who wanted to kill around them, and occasionally arrows came over, most of them were nailed to the shields hanging on the side of the horse.

"Ahh

Someone fell down with an arrow in the shoulder, and after a comrade in the back team supported him, he quickly made up for it, and next to him, Su Ren, the captain of the cavalry, pulled his bow and shot over a Wuhuan man, and turned a broad sword from his back and drilled out from under the belly of the war horse, and when a spear pierced down on the top of his head, he raised his sword to block it, and cut off the horse's hooves with his backhand, and the figure above fell to the ground, "Wow! Roaring, and trying to get up, Su Ren rushed forward with his weapon, kicked the other party over, swung his sword and cut off the head, and ran back with it in his hand, "It's fucking trouble to get a head-"

Here, Wu Yan looked at the strange formation that arched his formation, and the cavalry who pounced on his side were eliminated by the other party in two or three clicks, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried, if he really wanted to reassemble the team, it was not impossible to crash into it hard, but he regrouped the array, opened the distance and then launched a charge, and it was dark at that time......

He calls himself the King of Khanlu, and he is also a brave and resourceful person among the Wuhuan people, and he always feels that the other party seems to be saving his physical strength in addition to disrupting his own formation...... After thinking about it for a while, Wu Yan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and then looked at the Chinese army of the Han people, and hallucinated that the banner painted with a huge white wolf seemed to be moving forward.

The sky was about to give its last rays of light.

The movement of the whole land buzzed in the ears, and under the white giant wolf flag, Gongsun Zhiqi was on the back of the shadow, and after asking a few words to the herald, he looked at the sky.

"You say, Nanlou and Wuyan are entangled, how many of the 40,000 cavalry on the side of Badon are left to fight?" He retracted his gaze, turned his head and whispered to Dian Wei, Tian Yu, and Li Ke beside him, "....... I guess there are only less than 20,000, and there are 10,000 people who can be subordinated and Su Fuyan in the middle. ”

Dian Wei and Li Ke glanced at each other, did not speak, and slowly clenched the weapon in their hands, Tian Yu asked softly: "Lord, what do you mean?" ”

"Yu Poison's soldiers and horses are too slow...... I can't wait for him to come and join in. ”

In the red sunset, Gongsun Zhi calmed the irritability, shook the shadow of his hooves, looked at the battlefield in front of him, and whispered, "...... Then let him attack the mountain, as for now, the Xianbei cavalry of Suonu has completed the detour from Liucheng, and it is fifteen miles away, and while there is still an hour in the sky, they will eat the Chinese army in one go. ”

The voice fell, and the gloved hand slowly pulled out the scimitar at his waist and raised it, and behind him, the silent two thousand wolf riders began to make a noise, arranging the scimitar on his waist, the longbow on his back, and the short bow hanging on the side of the horse, and the different quivers were also counted.

Then, one by one, they silently flipped onto the horse's back.

……

To the northeast, fifteen miles from the battlefield.

The Xianbei scouts, who were skilled in equestrian and arrows, avoided the Wuhuan rangers, exchanged messages and orders with the direction of travel, and the Xianbei knights, who had rested for a while, began to mount their horses and line up under the call of the leader.

The horse's hooves that stepped into the grass were stretched up, and the lock slave with a copper ring hanging from one ear looked at the plain silk in his hand, folded it respectfully, raised his hand in silence and hooked it, and the cavalry that spread out behind him moved.

More than 10,000 Xianbei cavalry went straight behind the Wuhuan people in this dusk.

……

In the protracted battle, on the chaotic battlefield, Uyan raised his head, and he heard the wolf howl blowing from that side.

The white wolf Daxu began to move, Gongsun Zhi pulled out his scimitar and crossed the side of the horse, and then raised it high, his indifferent eyes looked in the direction of fierce, profound, rough beard trembling, "Command the whole army to ......"

The moment the majestic voice rushed out of his throat, the war horse slowly stepped on its hooves, and the voice of the words resounded: "....... Eat this flock of sheep—"

The scimitar slashed through the trajectory, and what answered him was the thunder of countless horses' hooves, and the dull clash of weapons.

"Crush them!"