On a dirt slope outside Yigang Village, the condescending Sima Yu quietly stared at the barbarian army camp below, the hooves of the brown war horse under his crotch kept digging the dirt, and the red cloak danced with the wind under the faint river breeze. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Beside Sima Yu, the two of them, Wu Tu Gu and Ah Huilan, were lined up on both sides, and 200 personal guard cavalry followed.

After Qilin Village was upgraded to Qilin Town, Sima Yu immediately relieved Ah Huilan of his position in the scout camp, and Chen Bei was responsible for taking over the work of the scout camp. Ah Hui Lan and Wu Tu Gu were appointed as the commanders of the personal guards, and each unified the personal guard.

On the left and right of Sima Yu and them, 5,000 soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion stood in formation, ready to attack under the leadership of Wang Yanzhang, and the silent night sky was full of murderous atmosphere.

Qilin Town is only 20 miles away from Yigang Village, and the troops were dispatched in the afternoon, and before the evening, Sima Yu led 5,000 soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion to feel Yigang Village.

However, in order to avoid alarming the barbarian army, Sima Yu led the army to hide in the mountains and forests, and did not quietly enter the city until the end of the barbarian army's siege in the evening, and the arrogant Amuza was completely unaware of this.

At this time, there was a hot fire burning in Sima Yu's chest, and the battle intent in his heart was about to burst out.

Commanding a thousand armies and stepping on enemy camps, what a pleasure!

"This battle will be won, kill!"

Sima Yu slowly pulled out the long knife on his waist, pointed directly at the camp of the barbarian army, and ordered with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and after speaking, he led 200 guards to ride towards the camp of the barbarian army.

"Kill!"

After an order was given, the iron spear in Wang Yanzhang's hand waved vigorously, and immediately urged the war horse under his crotch to kill the barbarian army camp.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

。。。。。。

The 5,000 soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion, under the leadership of Wang Yantong, Che Liji, Hu Chuquan, Zhou Cang, and Pei Yuanshao, were divided into five teams and followed closely behind Wang Yanzhang and killed the barbarian army camp.

The shouting and killing sound in the sky woke up the sleeping warriors of the Aoshan tribe, and they didn't have time to get dressed, so they picked up the simple weapons next to them and rushed out of the camp, and for a while, the entire barbarian army camp was in chaos.

"Drink!"

"Ah~"

The distance of hundreds of meters was instantaneous, and Wang Yanzhang, who was skilled in riding, swooped down on his war horse first, and with a loud shout in his mouth, the iron spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out, and the tip of the spear was on the big knife in the hand of a barbarian warrior who ushered in.

The iron spear weighing 60 catties carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, and under the huge impact, the right hand of the barbarian warrior holding the big knife directly hit his chest with a knife, piercing the front chest at once, and pushing his body out of a few meters away, and slammed into the two barbarian warriors who were caught off guard, killing him with one blow.

After knocking a barbarian warrior away with one move, Wang Yanzhang did not stop the war horse under his crotch and continued to carry him forward.

The spear in Wang Yanzhang's hand kept dancing in the air, and the spear flowers continued to bloom in the night, bringing up a puff of blood mist in the air, but in tens of seconds, 6 powerful barbarian soldiers fell under the gun.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

Sima Yu led 200 personal guards to follow closely, waving a long knife in his hand, slashing at a barbarian warrior in a strange arc.

"Kill!"

"Ah~"

I saw blood splashing directly, and Sima Yu's shot containing the power of a thousand armies had penetrated his heart directly before the barbarian warrior could react, and flew out with one shot.

Looking at the splashed blood and the stumps on the ground, Sima Yu, who was on the battlefield for the first time, did not feel a trace of discomfort in his heart, but his blood was boiling in his heart, and he felt unhappy.

Behind him, the two of them, Wu Tu Gu and Ah Huilan, had quickly led 200 personal guards to arrive, constantly wielding knives and slashing the barbarian warriors on both sides, and escorting Sima Yu all the way to the main tent of the Chinese army.

Sima Yu's 200 personal guards are all selected from the army, all of them are extremely brave, coupled with the courage of the vulture bone and A Huilan, they are even more invincible.

"Kill!"

It wasn't until Sima Yu and the others killed dozens of meters away that the 5,000 foot soldiers of the mountain-shaking battalion in the rear finally arrived, like five torrents, pouring into the chaotic barbarian army camp.

This battle is a night attack, and the emphasis is on surprise and quick victory, causing the greatest damage to the enemy in the shortest possible time, breaking the enemy's psychological defense, and fighting down.

Therefore, the 5,000 soldiers of the entire Shaking Mountain Battalion did not fight in formation, but armed with spears and broadswords, and turned into small groups under the command of the commander and the commander to attack the barbarian army.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

How are the barbarian soldiers who are scurrying like headless flies are the opponents of the soldiers of the Mountain-shaking Battalion who are proficient in the way of battle formations, and they are constantly being harvested by the soldiers of the Mountain-shaking Battalion who wield spears and broadswords in their hands.

Wang Yantong, Che Liji, Hu Chuquan, Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao and others are like fierce tigers like mountains, constantly killing in and out of the enemy army. He led his soldiers to divide the barbarian soldiers into pieces and annihilate them all.

In the face of the sudden attack of the Shaking Mountain Battalion, the barbarian army was unprepared, and the soldiers of the various barbarian tribes fell into a situation of fighting on their own.

"Oh no, young patriarch, the Han people have come to steal the camp!"

In the main tent, most of the animal skin on Alensang's body has been torn, and the naked fragrant shoulders and the two faint blushes are even more irritating to Amuza's eyes red, just as Amuza was about to tear off the last cover on Aliansang's body, a personal guard of Amuza rushed into the tent in a panic.

"Bastard! Who let you in! ”

At this time, Amuzha, who had been bewitched by lust and beauty, turned a deaf ear to the shouts and killings outside the tent, and only had the heart full of interrupted good things, and roared at the guard.

"Young patriarch, the Han people steal the camp! Run, it's too late if you don't leave! ”

The guard was even more anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said loudly, and the constant shouting and killing sound in his ears was getting closer and closer.

The army of the Aoshan tribe had no resistance to the well-trained soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion, and the advance speed of the soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion was very fast, but it was almost killed in a few minutes.

"What!"

Hearing this, Amuza woke up from his desire to read the chapter, heard the shouts of killing from outside the tent, quickly walked out of the tent, and looked at the fire, the chaotic army camp was shocked.

"Despicable Han Chinese! Gather your men and meet the enemy with me! ”

Looking at the soldiers of the Shaking Mountain Battalion who were raging in the camp not far away, Amuza gritted his teeth.

Although the situation in front of him was unfavorable to the barbarian army, Amuza was completely fearless in his heart, in his eyes, the Han army was synonymous with vulnerability, if it were not for the strong city of Jiali, how could it be the opponent of the brave army of the Aoshan tribe. He believed that as long as he led his army to resist this wave of attacks by the Han army, victory would definitely belong to him in the end.

After Amuza finished speaking, he raised the ring head knife in his hand and killed the mountain camp, and the barbarian warriors who were in chaos around him saw that the main general appeared and began to gather around Amuza, and for a while, Amuza soon gathered hundreds of Aoshan tribe warriors.

Sima Yu, who led the army straight to the camp tent of the Chinese army, soon found Amuza surrounded by barbarian warriors, and his heart was hot, and he immediately urged the horse to shoot at Amuza.

Looking at Sima Yu who rushed single-handedly, Amuzha sneered and waved his knife to meet him.

"Bell!"

There was a loud bang between the swords and guns, and Amza, who was standing on the ground, was directly repelled dozens of steps by this powerful shot.

"Haha, come again!"

At this time, Sima Yule, who was extremely happy in his heart, turned his horse's head, shouted loudly, and once again raised his gun, full of the unprecedented domineering spirit of the past.

"Bell!" "Bell!" "Bell!"

The two of them made several moves in an instant, and Amuzha, who was known as the number one warrior in the Aoshan tribe, was killed and retreated, and even the many barbarian warriors behind him were intimidated by Sima Yu's momentum for a while, and they didn't dare to step forward to help.

"Barbarian King?"

Dozens of meters away, outside the main tent of the barbarian army, unclothed, the witch of the Aoshan tribe, Ah Liansang, who was full of spring, leaned on the camp pillar, looking at the majestic Sima Yu on the battlefield and muttered with a complicated expression.