Compared to the scattered and uneven formation of the Yonedes, Ye Feng's legion was a gray expanse, except for a few black embellishments, like a gray giant wave, swept towards the variegated crowd, and the gray waves slowly approached the Yonedeans. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ivan, the military commander of the Yonedes, looked at the scattered coalition army, and then looked at the Hun army in a neat military formation, his head was oozing sweat, under the washing of the torrential rain, Ivan could still sweat nervously, he had no confidence in the victory or defeat of the battle, he had never felt this powerlessness, but now, he had.

However, whether he wanted it or not, he could only go to the battlefield hard, he rode on a brown horse, staring at the gray waves in front of him with a serious face, there was no way at all, on the endless plain, there were no strange soldiers at all, and he could only fight head-on.

And the whole of victory at this time is not wisdom, but courage, the narrow road meets the brave wins, and the plain is also a narrow road, because there is no other choice, the Jonedians also have cavalry, but they do not form a scale at all, and the number is pitiful, and the quality is surprisingly poor, it is nothing more than a horse.

The light cavalry of the Yonedians is simply difficult to fight on the battlefield, and it is okay for them to reconnoiter the enemy, but with only fifty scouts, thrown into Ye Feng's army, they will not even set off a wave, this is the cavalry level of the Jonedians.

The cavalry of the Jonedes, the kind of horses, were all restless in the face of this solemn atmosphere, let alone fighting, and those cavalry had some difficulty controlling the horses. But the courage of the people of Yonede is admirable, and their essence of fighting for their family and tribe is something that Ye Feng admires.

Although there was not much difference in the number of soldiers on both sides, and even the scattered Ionedians seemed to be twice as large as the Huns, because the Huns' armies were lined up in a dense phalanx, except for the ordinary soldiers of the Ionedians, those with a little insight had already anticipated the outcome of the war, and there were also the elders of the Ionedians, who were a little nervous, but did not doubt the victory of the battle. Because of Zaitsev.

The leader of one of the strongest tribes of the Yoned, as well as Korovin, a well-known warrior among the Yonedes, were confident of victory in the battle, and they were already raising a second army.

After Ye Feng was defeated, the two armies would make peace, completely crushing the invasion of the Huns, so that the Huns did not dare to attack.

These military-blind people who don't understand military affairs, and the damned Zaitsev and Korovin, who thought the Huns were finished, were very wrong, they were all a bunch of fools, but I now have to pay for their mistakes. Ivan thought dissatisfied, but still had to rush to the front line of the army.

The variegated legions, the Ionedes, mostly dressed in dark linen, blue, red, and brown. There were various other colors, but Ye Feng didn't take it lightly.

Ye Feng's team blew the sound of horns.

Woowoo!!

The brown horns were blown, and the five hundred little gray-robed sect knights on Ye Feng's flank began to retreat back, which made the Yonedians who were close at the opposite side confused, and the tribal elders who came to the battle line said to Ivan with some strange and excitement:

"The Huns are scared! The Huns were terrified! Their cavalry fled! Leave the infantry! ”

Ivan frowned, he naturally would not be naïve to think that the Huns were really afraid of retreating. He was also confused in his mind, and suddenly a spirit was stirred, the Huns were retreating on the surface, but in fact they were to flank and outflank, and when the two armies were fighting fiercely, the Huns' cavalry suddenly appeared and chiseled through the back of the Jonedians with thunder.

The more he thought about Ivan, the more frightened he became, the more he thought about it, the cooler it was behind him, and he didn't care about explaining it to the stupid and excited elders, but was in a dilemma, after the other party had thrown away five hundred cavalry, there were almost four thousand people, and if he left a thousand infantry reserves to defend against five hundred cavalry, it would be a drop in the bucket and useless.

Moreover, this will also weaken the combat effectiveness of the frontal battlefield, and there is no way but to defeat the Huns when the Huns' cavalry does not arrive, and at this time can they draw enough troops to deal with the cavalry. Ivan's eyes lit up, this was the best way to deal with the situation at the moment.

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw that he didn't reserve a reserve army, but pressed all the troops and let the army move faster, in the face of absolute strength, everything was in vain, and the mantis arm was used as a car.

Ivan had no idea how fast the cavalry was, and in a few minutes the Huns' cavalry would be able to cut in on the Ionedians from any angle. And the Ionedians were absolutely not able to defeat the Huns in a matter of minutes.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the brown horns were blown up again.

Woowoo!!

Three hundred gray-robed Order's knights appeared, the golden horse's head armband was almost faded by the rainstorm, and under the bombardment of the rainstorm, the three hundred gray-robed Order's knights shone above the horizon, and the rolling horse's hooves rushed from slow to fast.

Three hundred knights formed a wall of horsemen, and with the sound of horses' hooves, the speed of the cavalry became faster and faster, and the Hun knights breathed heavily, allowing the heavy rain to rush into their mouths, this vigorous, stimulating movement made people lack oxygen, and the cold air stung the lungs.

The gray waves roared and rolled towards the Yoneds, and the Yonedians began to accelerate, the gray waves in front were small, but more violent and fast, and the gray waves behind were vast, the Chinese army was 2,500 gray-robed infantry, and the two wings were Gallic converts.

Ye Feng mixed the Gallic war slaves and the Gallic free slaves into the Gallic Conversion Legion.

The soft air of the variegated colors and the huge waves of gray collided in a fierce chemical reaction.

Bang bang bang!!

In an instant, just an instant, hundreds of Ionedians were pierced by gray spears, and the knights of the Gray-robed Order swept by. There were no severed limbs, no remnants, only pierced scarlet necks, pierced bloody stomachs, and some heads were punctured in an instant, and brains and minced meat flew sideways.

The white intestines are mixed with blood-colored flesh foam, and they are still steaming, and under the heavy rain, they are poof! The knight's sword is unsheathed, and the day the sword is unsheathed, when the knight returns. This momentary shock made the Ionedians understand what an efficient war machine is, and the Ionedians are nothing more than a group of children playing with wooden swords in front of the Huns.

The Huns, for the first time, made the primitive clan-like Yonedians understand what the art of war is, and they all drew their swords in unison, like the art of slow motion, and then the heads flew sideways, the stumps flew wildly, and the blood filled the eyes of the Yoneds.