Ranmazadeh stared at Naya Bolanda with bloody eyes, he didn't understand why this rival of the master beggar came here, and before he could shout, Naya Bo Landa Jin roared again: "If you don't want all your people to die here, just do as I say, master beg master, the glory of the lions of the golden family, they don't belong to you, only alive... It's yours..."

The words fell, Naya Wave Landa led his troops to leave, and turned to the middle battlefield, at this time he had no intention of fighting, what he did was to keep these grassland tribesmen trapped in the battlefield as free from death as possible, regardless of whether they would be grateful to him as a branch of the golden family, the ambition of Naya Wave Landa has been manifested at this moment, and even his benevolence has slowly flowed into the hearts of every grassland person with the roar of blood.

"Woooooooooo

As Bakith and Halbara led the main beggar warriors to rush into the battlefield to engage the vanguard column and the flying cavalry battalion, the rough sound of the horn came from the Lan River Valley in the east of the battlefield, at that moment, the warriors of the main beggar tribe shouted and roared, and the soldiers of Liaoyuan were cold and trembling, although they only heard the sound of the horn, but the impact of death had soaked every summer soldier into the bones with the cold wind and snow.

"Aris Protector... It's the Aris Protector... The glory of our lord... Sumatrada Holy Guard... The most powerful dragging river in the entire steppe is coming... Long live Liwomuk Khan... Liwomuk Khan lives forever..."

In a wave of shouting and shouting, Aris led three thousand masters to ride bravely in the cold land of the deep river, like a beast in the night, stepping on the cold wind and withstanding the blizzard, rushing from the land of death.

Looking at the black lifeless death array, Qin Yi's heart was like a hammer, instantly brittle, and then shattered into countless pieces.

"Old handsome, that's the master's begging dragging river..."

"Damn it, those madmen of the Bitter Cold, where is our Iron Cavalry..."

Listening to the screams and scolding of the soldiers under his command, Qin Yi's arms were trembling and his body was shaking, but the battle situation was not until the end, and he had not yet obtained what he wanted, so the momentum of the Liaoyuan army... Can't be scattered...

"Liaoyuan is brave and invincible..."

I don't know who roared out such a sentence, and soon, one person, two people... One team, two teams... In the blink of an eye, the scolding was replaced by a heart-rending roar.

Qin Yi looked around, Qin Yu straightened his horse, took the flying cavalry battalion to gallop, and rode bravely from the Yarim Flame Division, which had retreated from the middle battlefield to preserve his strength, and rushed towards the Luoluo River of the master begging.

"The old handsome... Qin Yu is crazy... The Flying Cavalry Battalion has been fighting so far, and the soldiers are already tired, how can they deal with the Falling River? Fu Ruzhen noticed that the situation on the battlefield had changed again, and said urgently: "Let He Shuhuan's infantry line resist it, and consume the sharp energy of the Luohe River, so that there is a possibility of a war!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Yi's eyes leaked cold light and shook his head: "Shut up!" You and Gao Chonghuan stabilized the Chinese army and continued to oppress the slave barbarians, He Shuhuan... He must take the infantry battalion with Xin Zi and Peng Ji to stabilize the battlefield on the right flank and ensure that the right flank offensive of the master is pushed out of the array..."

"But..."Fu Ruzhen wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old handsome, and as a last resort, Fu Ruzhen could only lead his troops to kill the barbarians of the Nu tribe, as for Qin Yuzhi, he had already rushed towards the direction of the attack of the Luoluo River with more than 2,000 flying cavalry soldiers.

"Falling River...."

Qin Yuzhi's body was close to the horse's back, and through the helmet, his eyes were blurred, and he secretly thought to himself, staring at the black array that was coming quickly.

Once, the Liaoyuan Iron Cavalry Battalion was an absolute killer weapon to restrain the Luoluo River, and used heavy horses, two horses, and heavy horses to fight against the Luoluo River, at least sixty percent of the chance of winning, but now the Iron Cavalry Battalion has lost news, and nine times out of ten it was when it was secretly tracking down the raid on the Eagle Battalion, and was strangled by the bastards of the Eagle Battalion and the barbarians somewhere in the Lan River Valley.

In this way, the Liaoyuan Army only has his flying cavalry battalion left, even if the odds of victory are only two percent, but for the Liaoyuan Army, for the sake of Great Xia, and for the sake of his already aging father, Qin Yuzhi has no choice.

"Guard, I didn't see the iron cavalry of the Liaoyuan Army... It seems that the Liaoyuan Army is really exhausted..."

Unqi followed Aris closely, he swept the battlefield, but the iron cavalry battalion, which was also a heavy cavalry, was nowhere to be seen, which made Aris's heart feel relieved for a moment: "Rush over, leave no mouth!" ”

"Yes, Lord Bugo!" Wu Enqi held the axe with one hand, the six-foot long pole axe danced with the wind, and the warriors of the river behind him roared, as the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, at the moment of staggering, Qin Yuzhi's flying horse rushed into the cavalry team of the river.

Wind... The shouting is not endless... It seems to be singing the tragic song of life and death between heaven and earth... Snow... Chilling and majestic... It seems to cover the severed arms of the bloody and piercing corpses.

When the Falling River and the Flying Cavalry staggered into battle, each running out, the desolation of that scene made Qin Yi's heart ache, and made the Liaoyuan soldiers scream, looking at it, Qin Yuzhi's body was splashed red, the long knife had been broken in the staggering, and the handle without the blade looked so thin and indestructible, and behind him, more than 2,000 flying cavalry soldiers were even more killed in the long axe slashing of the Falling River.

Aris turned his horse around the edge of the battlefield to face the flying cavalry again, looking at these unswerving Xia bones, he was arrogant and unbearable, but more of a yearning for the glory of the Golden Family and the ravages of Great Xia.

Under the blowing of the wind and snow, Aris raised his arm and raised his sword, pointing directly at Qin Yuzhi: "Put down your blade, dismount and kneel, I swear by the glory of the Golden Family... Give you a decent death..."

Hearing this, Qin Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, then immediately threw away the gun, drew out the horizontal knife, and laughed madly: "The grassland is a northern barbarian, a barbaric slave... Let me bow down in the summer... It's just a big laugh..."

"You—" Aris was furious, and the guards and servants of Unqi were even more open, eager to tear these Xia people apart and chew them and swallow them into their stomachs.

"Flying Cavalry Soldiers... Take out the bloody nature of the Great Xia man... Never die... With me... Kill..."

As soon as he came out, Qin Yuzhi once again rode his horse to speed up, and more than a thousand flying cavalry soldiers behind him rushed towards the Luoluo River with the belief of swearing to death.

At the same time, He Shuhuan, Xin Zi, and Peng Ji finally forcibly suppressed the entire right-wing battlefield with the vanguard column and the infantry battalion, and the barbarians of Yerotuo retreated westward under the leadership of Ranmazade, avoiding the beggar barbarians of, for a while, the infantry team, the vanguard column and the main beggar barbarians collided together, although He Shuhuan and other generals swore to resist, but the disadvantage of lack of troops could not be made up for by courage alone, with the strong pressure of, He Shuhuan only felt that the pressure of the array increased sharply, which was a few points greater than the barbarian soldiers of Yerotu.

In the middle of the battlefield, Gao Chonglian and Fu Ruzhen scattered the slave array and strangled it, so that the chaos of the slave barbarians' retreat hindered the attack of the master beggar barbarians of Harbara, and then Gao Chonglian divided his troops and turned to the left flank, wanting to support the flying cavalry battalion, but another horn struck, which was different from the dullness of the Luoluo River, this horn was rapid and high-pitched, which made people familiar.