"Kill... Kill... Kill all these brutes..."

In the face of these beastly barbarians, the light rider brothers drummed up the killing intent with their roars, and filled their strength with killing intent, even if they were already weak, they did not retreat at all, which really demonstrated the courage of the heroic soul men of the Northland.

During the cavalry rush, the light cavalry battalion completely attracted the attention of the master's beggar soldiers, and Aris, the commander of the Luoluo River, slaughtered these Xia cubs as livestock.

In the staggered return kill of the cavalry teams on both sides, often three or four light cavalry brothers can deal with a towing river, and even being counter-killed, seeing that the advantage of the raid is exhausted, except for Lin Xiu, Zhao Yuan, and Huang Qi, the three cavalry teams are far away from the towing river, and Lin Sheng, Lin Huaiping, and Li Hu are bitten to death by the towing river.

Looking from afar, snowflakes and flying debris, blood spilled on the wasteland, three people and three teams, more than 1,500 horsemen, and the Luoluo River rushed to kill only three times, and lost more than half, and Lin Sheng and Li Hu who rushed back to the column to reorganize the cavalry had already become bloody people, if it were not for the armor and blades, I am afraid that no one would be able to recognize it, and now, with the Luluo River attacking again, Li Hu and Lin Sheng led the troops to howl and go crazy, wanting to desperately press down the array and slaughter these barbarians, but the strength is far away, and there is no such ability.

"Brute, brute, come... Let me see what else you are capable of..."

Lin Sheng roared continuously, after the war horse, the three dragged down the river and chased after him, the short spear projectile came one after another, one lost his mind and did not pay attention, Lin Sheng's right back shoulder armor made a muffled sound, followed by the pain of the spear blade into the flesh, which made Lin Sheng howl in pain, and rolled off the horse directly.

Lin Huaiping, who was encircling and plundering with him, saw Lin Sheng fall off his horse, and was impatient, although Lin Sheng was cold, mean and cold, but he and Lin Huaiping were both clansmen of the Lin family, and they were both younger clansmen, so Lin Huaiping was holding on to his brothers to delay the rush of the river with the strategy of attacking and harassing the war, and on the other hand, he pulled the horse to rush.

Lin Sheng fell off his horse and rolled three times on the snow, and the heavy snow was raging, and the snow was deep, otherwise this fall would have killed him.

Lin Sheng staggered up under the cold stimulation, the short gun on his back had been broken, leaving only the blade in the flesh, he trembled his arms, copied the horizontal knife that he would not let go, and looked back, several horses like a killing god of the dragging river had already roared, at this moment, Lin Sheng did not feel any fear, from the dusty heart, he only felt that he was about to be freed.

'Mother... That old brute had been waiting for his son to die... I have survived to this day... It's already tired, tired... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on... Mother... I'm coming for you... Don't be weird...'

The flickering image, the pale past, when all this turned into a sea of blood under the stimulation of blood, Lin Sheng did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with the already sluggish war knife.

"Damn brute, don't hurt my brother!"

Seeing that the river was about to gallop and rush to kill, it swept past Lin Sheng's human brain, which was more than 30 steps away, and a tiger howl struck, and the snow trembled. After letting go, he saw Lin Huaiping covered in blood, and he shot to kill, this dragged the river to pull the reins, and turned his horse, so that Lin Huaiping's spear did not stab into the person, but life and death were at stake, this dragged the river and did not die, that is, he Lin Huaiping and Lin Sheng died.

"Die..."

With the roar of the wind, the cold and bone-shattering rage, Lin Huaiping relied on brute force, he simply turned around and retracted his arm, and spun the spear in mid-air, so that the spear stabbed back, directly stabbing the first drag river through the thigh, and nailing it with the war horse under his crotch.

The war horse neighed, suddenly out of control, and directly brought the towing river to the ground, because the speed was too fast, the trailing river barbarian did not have time to scream, and he broke his neck when the frightened horse fell.

"Xia Ren cub, looking for death..."

The other three dragged down the river and lost their minds for a while, so that Lin Huaiping fought the gap, swept the horse and rushed through, and also slaughtered one of his companions, which made the three dragged down the river curse and chase, but Lin Huaiping was already a few horses ahead, rushed to Lin Sheng, and pulled the faint Lin Sheng to the mount, and galloped away.

It's a pity that the mount can not hold the weight of the two and continue to run wildly, but after two or three breaths of effort, the towing river has already caught up, and Lin Huaiping's light cavalry brothers are still forty or fifty steps away, and they can't return to help at all, or they don't have the kung fu to return at all, because the three trailing river cavalry teams have completely surrounded and killed them.

"Damn it!"

In the northward direction of the battle array, Lin Xiu saw this scene and scolded anxiously, Zhao Yuan and Huang Qi no longer raided the formation and disturbed the main beggar formation, and directly led the troops to the south to the left flank, and went straight to these black killing gods, but the sky did not kill the northern soldiers, let alone the northern soul.

The river was brave, and Aris was furious, but in the same way, the flying horses, the iron horses, and even the thousands of guards had all rushed to kill under Qin Shuai's order.

Gao Chonglian took more than 1,000 guards to ride flat three columns, forming an inverted fish scale array, as he shouted urgently, the guards and thousands of cavalry within a hundred steps of the bow and arrow, a single arrow shot up.

'Whoosh... Whoosh...'

The intermittent flat shooting made Aris, who led the formation to besiege and kill the light cavalry, angry: "These dead and ancient Xia people are lowly races, Wu Enqi... Drawdown..."

Because the Liaoyuan Army's hard bow is extremely powerful, Wu Enqi can only endure his anger and give up the desire to kill Lin Xiu and other three cavalry teams, and immediately drink the order to blow the horn, and the other cavalry teams that scattered the tiled river quickly dialed their horses and turned back, so that Lin Huaiping, Lin Sheng, and Li Hu picked up half a life.

In the distance, Lin Xiu saw that Liaoyuan's cavalry was attacking so quickly, and he forced back the brave brute cavalry with a single charge, and he was relieved in his heart, so that he could hear the hoarse roar in the wind and snow.

"Wait for the light cavalry to retreat quickly, don't fight again, wait for the light cavalry to retreat quickly, don't fight again!"

Gao Chonglian rushed to kill and seize the momentum, and roared loudly, Li Tian and Qin Yuzhi took hundreds of flying horses and iron horses to follow the tail of the Luoluo River, and rescued the brothers of the light cavalry team from the death battle, taking advantage of this gap, Lin Huaiping took Lin Sheng back to the Xia Soldier Cavalry Column, and Huang Qi and Zhao Yuan gave up the Falling River that swept the formation and retreated, and harassed the three waves with a cavalry bow attack on the edge of the cavalry column, and pressed the formation back.

When Lin Huaiping, Lin Sheng, Li Hu and other hundreds of light cavalry came to Gao Chonglian, they retreated with the Qianwei cavalry, and Gao Chonglian found that the light cavalry soldiers who came to the aid were so immature, and they would not exceed the age of twenty and five.

"What army are you? Who will be ordered to help? ”

Gao Chonglian, as the deputy general of the Liaoyuan Army, has a proud temperament and is favored by others, but he does not want to be fed weakly by others, and in a hurry, Lin Huaiping shouted back in a hard voice: "We are the Xiaowu Emperor's northern march to the light cavalry battalion, we are not here by the order of any general, we are here for ourselves, for my Xiu Ge Yili Road, and for the heroic soul of the men in the north..."