The slender whip cut through the air with an indiscrete "whoosh" sound, and the knight leaned over his horse with agility, dodging a swift blow.

Suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the retracted long whip, and clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly, the horse couldn't help but neigh in pain, and quickly turned around under the guidance and pressure of the man.

At the same time, the knight turned around and slashed at the attacker behind him with a bloodstained long knife in his hand.

"Xin Wulang, you can see who I am!" Xin Yun shouted violently, quickly pulled out the matching knife, and followed the trajectory of the long knife, just with a slight flick, the powerful blow turned invisible, and the long knife was also taken out of his hand and inserted into the soil not far away.

"The last general is reckless, offending the general, please forgive the general!" When Xin Wulang heard this, he turned over and dismounted, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Flashy!" Xin Yunjin glanced at the person under the horse, glanced at the long knife inserted into the soil, and said lightly.

"Uh-huh!" The old man beside him coughed lightly, signaling that Xin Yunjin was on business, and when Xin Yunjin heard this, he immediately turned his gaze to a group of prisoner of war auxiliaries.

Xin Yunjin's eyes were blazing, and he said without anger and self-authority: "You and the others were all defeated and captured, which was a dead end, but now I have great mercy and give you a chance to live." ”

Waving his hand, a soldier stepped forward and placed a large number of swords in front of the prisoner of war auxiliary array, Xin Yunjin continued: "On the opposite side is the Great Wall of the Zhao army, you only need to take your weapons, attack the mountain, and kill a Zhao army, you can avoid death." ”

More than 10,000 auxiliary soldiers were silent, looking at Xin Yunjin numbly, at a loss.

"Could it be that you are all guts rats, and no one dares to stand up?" Xin Yunjin said with a sullen face: "I'll only give you three times to think about it!" ”

"Archer prepare!" Under an order, the soldiers of the Hun headquarters around the auxiliary army array stretched their bows and arrows, and the sharp arrows happened to be facing more than 10,000 auxiliary soldiers.

Fear, nervousness, determination, all kinds of emotions quickly spread among the more than 10,000 captives. After a slightly muffled noise, Xin Yunjin raised three fingers, and several heralds sent messages to each other, shouting loudly around the big array: "Three! ”

"Left and right are all dead, fight!" One of the captives cursed secretly and roared angrily. Xin Yunjin's three fingers hung down, and several heralds shouted again around the large array: "Two! ”

In the shadow of death, a large number of captives walked out of the auxiliary army formation, and under the eyes and eyes of the Hun soldiers, they walked to the head of the military formation with swords in hand, as the first sequence of the attack.

Xin Yunjin's two erected fingers hung down one again, and the heralds once again announced the imminent arrival of death: "One! ”

There was not enough time to think, and the rest of the people rushed to the place where several swords were piled up in a panic, and the auxiliary army array under the arrows suddenly became chaotic, and the cries of fear of death came and went.

The palms of the hands were finally clenched into fists, and the heralds gave the order: "Shoot", and suddenly, the arrows rose into the sky like rain, and fell to the earth like rain. Some people died instantly, some people were dying and struggling, and the cries resounded through the four fields. After a few rounds of arrow rain, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and about half of the captives were buried here.

"Where's Xin Wulang?" Xin Yunjin shouted with a calm face. The old man beside him stroked his beard and sighed slowly: "It's really not a soldier!" ”

"The end will be here!" Xin Wulang, who was pale, reacted from the blood in front of him when he heard this, and walked in front of Xin Yunjin and responded.

"Remember, this is the only way to make people fear you, to make people listen to you!" Xin Yunjin instructed lightly: "These corpses, it's up to you to deal with them!" ”

When Xin Wulang heard this, he led his five hundred soldiers to clean up the battlefield. Xin Yun turned his horse and continued to move forward, and the army under his command was majestic, stepping over the corpses with high spirits, and also continued to move in the direction of the Zhao army's defense line.

"Whew!" In the sky, the letter eagle hissed, and the Hun army advanced at full speed. A bloodthirsty atmosphere permeated the tens of thousands of soldiers, and the crisis was getting closer and closer to Zhao's defenders of the Great Wall.

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On the Great Wall of the Zhao army, due to the death of the main general Tuoba Xiong, the morale of the defenders of Zhao was like a rainbow, and the Xiongnu advance army was defeated and retreated. Taking advantage of the gap between the battles, Gongsun Ying leaned against the city wall, sat next to Aman, and glanced at the mess in front of him with a gloomy face.

"General, look! The Huns are here again! A soldier shouted in panic. In an instant, all the Zhao Jun who were sitting on the ground quickly got up, drew their swords and arrows, and waited solemnly.

At the foot of the mountain, the Hun army appeared in the field of vision endlessly, as if connected with the distant sky, and could not be seen at a glance. Looking at the murderous military momentum of the Xiongnu, some Zhao soldiers unconsciously trembled their legs, so much so that they had to hold on to the city wall to stabilize their trembling bodies.

"This trip seems to be more auspicious!" Aman pressed his hand against the city wall, his face was solemn, his arms trembled slightly, and he thought to himself. Inadvertently, a palm pressed on his shoulder, and Aman involuntarily turned his head to look, only to see:

Gongsun Ying's face was flushed, his eyes were round, and his gaze seemed to tear everything apart. He raised his arms high and roared loudly, "Success is a benevolent!" ”

The impassioned spirit seemed to infect all the soldiers of the Zhao army, and the city wall suddenly sounded with shouts that looked at death as if they were home: "Success becomes benevolence!" ”

In the shouts that resounded through the valley, the thousands of daredevils who had rushed to the foot of the mountain first were divided into two halves, and Xin Yunjin and several of his staff members slowly walked out of the center, personally guarding.

On the hillside, the soldiers and horses under the command of Tuoba Xiong have changed from retreating to retreating on all fronts, and the originally murderous soldiers have fled to the foot of the mountain in a panic at this time.

Some people rushed to escape, some people lost their footing and rolled down the hillside, and some people were killed by arrows in the back. Looking at the scene of slaughter in front of him, Xin Yunjin's eyes were blazing, and he was furious.

The leaping horse stepped forward, drew his knife and slashed, and a low-ranking leading lieutenant was cut into two sections. "Whoever crosses this line will be killed!" The long knife sliced through the earth, blood fusing with dirt, leaving a dark red line.

The unknown coercion shrouded the hearts of every retreating soldier, and the pace of escape involuntarily slowed down, and the momentum of retreat actually stopped.

"Attack!" Xin Yunjin immediately gave the order to attack again. Led by the surviving prisoners of war auxiliaries, and secondarily miscellaneous tribal soldiers, after the soldiers and horses of Xin Yunjin's headquarters, tens of thousands of elite soldiers and horses of Xin Yunjin's Xiongnu began to enter the battlefield of life and death one after another. The remaining soldiers of the surviving Tuoba Xiongbu were also dragged into the unbearable battlefield again.

The sound of killing, the echo of the valley, the blood flowing, the blood-colored earth, this is the lifelong memory of many people to this world, and it is also the last memory of many people to this world.