Ye Feng is not a fool, if Algernon has long-range strike weapons in his hands, such as javelins, bows and arrows, Ye Feng will not hesitate to let the guards let him pierce his heart with ten thousand arrows from fifty meters away. www.biquge.info But now, the leader of Algernon is the best stepping stone for Ye Feng to increase his prestige and influence.

Ye Feng didn't choose to shoot Algernon with a bow and arrow immediately, it would be too boring, this was not a show, but a real fight, and he had to please his audience like a gladiator.

"Are you the chief of the Gauls? Obey me! I may choose to let these Gauls live! ”

Ye Feng rode his horse around Algernon, and continued in a mocking tone:

"Your tribe will be destroyed by me, your women will be ravaged by us, your children will cry bitterly, all because of you!"

Algernon angrily wanted to attack Shang Ye Feng, but he couldn't reach it, so he had to roar angrily:

"May God Klevey afflict your soul for eternity! The Gauls will never grovel, this is Gaul! ”

Ye Feng didn't have the patience to play a game of cat and mouse with him, he stretched out his bow and put on the strings, and finally said:

"Submission or death is not only the choice of the Gauls, but yours, now! Have you decided? ”

Algernon was wearing heavy chain mail, holding a heavy round shield and a short axe in his hand, but he did not wear a helmet on his head, unlike Ye Feng, whose whole body was wrapped in scale armor, his neck and head were exposed.

Ye Feng rode his horse in the distance, he wanted to perform mobile archery, in the high-speed movement of the enemy to death, Ye Feng moved around Algernon at high speed, he stretched his bow and set the string, aimed for a long time, before releasing his first arrow, since it is a performance, it must be performed in place, so that the Huns completely surrender to their precision archery, so that the Huns recognize that they are not only a witch doctor, but also a warrior.

Whoosh.

The flying arrow broke away from the bow and arrow, and shot at Algernon at high speed and speed, Algernon tried to block it with his shield, but Ye Feng's arrow was too fast, and before Algernon could react, the arrow was stuck in his left arm.

Half an hour had passed, and the smoky Gallic village had been completely destroyed, and Algernon was still half breathing, lying on the ground, his body had been filled with a dozen arrowheads, but he was not dead, thanks to the heavy chain mail on his body, and a piece of leather armor on his line, although the Hun bow had the function of breaking armor, but it was still not so ferocious.

Blood poured from Algernon's mouth, and he groaned incessantly from pain, his body was covered with dust and unkempt, not at all fierce, but like an old man who was aging, his vitality was passing rapidly, and his beard was stained with blood and dust.

Algernon exhaled a mouthful of cloudy air with a blood mist and coughed a few times.

Ye Feng saw that he was not dead, and trampled his horse back and forth on him, Ye Feng, who was covered in iron scale armor, and the white horse with full armor, weighed more than a ton and repeatedly crushed over Algernon's soft flesh.

Crushed his ribs, the broken ribs pierced his internal organs, and he was bleeding profusely inside his body. Algernon spat out the last of his blood-smacking haze and died.

Ye Feng finished everything and continued to perform to the Huns:

"This is the end of confrontation with the Huns, this is the end of not believing in immortality, look at the fate of these Romans and barbarians, it turns out that the Huns on horseback are invincible and invincible, as long as we still ride horses, as long as we still firmly believe in immortality.

Then we will always enjoy good wine, we will always enjoy beautiful, and we will defeat all the hateful enemies who deserve to go to hell.

Long live the eternal life! ”

Ye Feng pulled the reins on the horse, and the side of the horse and the side of Ye Feng remained in the hearts of these Huns. In the background are burning villages, galloping horses, sacked horse-riding Huns, and fleeing Gauls.

This picture can be solidified into an oil painting, which is more vivid and vivid than any painter's imagination of the Huns' westward invasion.

Ye Feng is simply a natural war artist, he is good at mobilizing the morale and enthusiasm of the soldiers, and is good at inciting the soldiers' deep desire to kill.

"Immortal Heaven! Banzai! ”

The rest of the forty-five members of the Chief's Guard drew their scimitars and tapped their shields. He opened his mouth and yelled.

Ye Feng rode his horse to the top alone, condescendingly watching the Huns sack the Gallic villages, as if looking for the best angle in the cinema.

Houses in flames, villages on fire, show a jagged landscape. Some of the thatched huts were already in ruins, black charcoal-like lumps, and charred corpses.

Other houses had just been set ablaze by the Huns roaring by, and the Huns' cavalry was fierce, like a black whirlwind, throwing torches into the air, and the torches swirled in the air, and then fell on the grass huts, like dry firewood, at first it was just a small flame, and after a while, it turned into a raging flame.

There are more and more corpses in Gaul, and it is still very easy and fast to attack and loot the Gallic tribes of more than 1,000 people with more than 3,000 Hun cavalry, and the Gauls simply cannot muster up the courage to resist, or how much damage their resistance will cause to the Huns of the horse nation at all.

This expeditionary force of the Hun group is an elite of a hundred battles and has rich combat experience, not to mention that the Middle Ages was the world of cavalry, and the era of hoplites has passed.

With the quadruple superiority of quality, quantity, restraint of troops, and surprise attacks, if the Huns still lose a lot of people, then they are not worthy of being called the whip of God.

"It's time for the feast to end!"

Ye Feng said to himself, after another period of time, the Huns left the village full of dead bodies with satisfaction, but these nomadic Huns who believed in Protestantism did not leave immediately, but chose to burn them and reduce them to ashes.

"It's time to wash your body!"

Ye Feng taught, after all, after the battle, the equipment and weapons were all bloodstained, and after strenuous exercise, the body was full of stinky sweat.

Ye Feng and a group of Huns rode along the river, Ye Feng and Ulding rode to a remote stream, and happened to see two beautiful Gallic girls bathing.

Urding roared, rode over, Ye Feng's eyes also lit a raging fire, he was the time when his desire was strong, plus he had almost integrated into the life of the Huns, and because of the harsh environment, the war had distorted human nature.