"Enemy attack!" A terrible shout penetrated the barbarian camp, and as soon as the barbarian wanted to ring the bronze bell, he was slashed under the horse by Wang Ge, who was roaring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Geying looked at the camp that snored the sky, and sneered in his heart: It's not in vain that I waited for an hour.

He suddenly turned around and shouted, "According to the plan set, you lead twenty people to set fire to the whole camp, and the others will come with me!" ”

As the words fell, Wang Ge led eighty people straight to the main tent that was heavily surrounded.

The sleeping Xiaoyang patriarch suddenly felt a great earthquake tremble, and the sound of thousands of war horses galloping roared, and he immediately woke up, holding a huge iron battle axe, and rushed out of the big tent.

A team of Xiaoyang barbarians also woke up at this moment, holding battle axes, and ran out of the camp tent in a swarm, and the entire camp was full of dense barbarian warriors, blocking in front of Wang Ge.

Wang Ge looked at all directions, the crowd was like a sea, the swords and guns were like a forest, under the illumination of the sun, shining brightly, exuding a dazzling cold light, he looked back at the eighty soldiers behind him, and roared: "Are you afraid!" ”

The eighty soldiers immediately shouted: "Don't be afraid! ”

"Haha, good! Success and fame will be today, kill with me! Wang Ge slashed a barbarian, laughed wildly, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and sped up again.

"Kill!" Eighty soldiers were agitated in their hearts, and they rushed away with a roar of rage.

The Xiaoyang patriarch looked for the shout, looked around, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in a trembling voice: "Great Han Tiger Master." ”

"Patriarch, it's not good, the camp is gone!"

"Patriarch, countless Han soldiers have been killed in the north!"

When the patriarch of Xiaoyang heard this, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and he saw that the fire of the camp in the north was soaring into the sky, black smoke was billowing out, and the round tent was burning wildly, stretching for hundreds of zhang, and spreading here at a very fast speed.

Further back, there are countless bursting wind and dust, a pole and a flag, a handle of swords, looming in the frenzied army, chaotic rocks, breaking through the sky and clouds, shouting to kill the sky.

As early as when the Great Han Tiger Division attacked the camp, the Xiaoyang Patriarch was afraid and wanted to retreat, and at this time, seeing that there were still thousands of Great Han Tiger Divisions killing here, the feeling of fear that breeded, Sumeru turned into an incomparably terrifying place.

"Retreat!" He let out a terrible roar, and then ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

"Thousands of Great Han Tiger Divisions are here, run!"

"Help!"

"Patriarch wait for me!"

At that time, the five thousand Xiaoyang barbarians who had just walked out of the camp came out quickly, and broke up faster, one by one crying and rushing towards the south, the banners were slanted, the iron axes were all over the ground, and people kept screaming and falling to the ground, and were trampled into flesh by the clansmen who followed.

In order to run faster, some barbarians even threw axes from their armor and smashed to death one after another brothers of the same clan, and the scene was indescribably tragic and tragic.

Seeing this, Wang Ge couldn't help laughing, secretly saying that everything was under control, and immediately turned the horse's head and chased after the Xiaoyang barbarian wearing a gorgeous feather in the distance.

Even if the leader of Xiaoyang is the true qi of his whole body, he is two-legged after all, how can he outrun a four-legged war horse, and as soon as he escaped a few miles, he was caught up by Wang Ge who was galloping on a horse.

Wang Ge's eyes radiated endless brilliance, neon flying and rolling, the glow of the sun, swallowing several waves of qi of the big sword, roaring down, slashing towards the leader of Xiaoyang wearing many beast teeth.

The leader of Xiaoyang only felt that the hairs on his neck stood on end, his body was cold, and under the horror, he suddenly turned around, and a bloody face with a wild smile and a large knife full of cracks appeared in his eyelids, and before he could think about it, his mind sank into darkness forever.

A stunned feather head was chopped off by Wang Ge and picked by him at the tip of the knife.

"Drink, squat on the spot and surrender, don't kill!"

"Those who dare to continue to flee will be killed!" Wang Ge's luck was in his throat, and he roared wildly, a high-pitched thunder sound that pierced through the clouds, roaring and echoing on the battlefield.

"Drink! Drink! Eighty soldiers roared madly, and frantically slapped their armor with their blades, and the sound was like a roar, piercing the sky and clouds.

The Xiaoyang barbarian had already been frightened by the big Han tiger master, and at this time, when he saw the tragic death of the patriarch, he was frightened and scared to death on the spot.

They listened to the roar of thunder and looked at the great Han god general who seemed to be the god of war, and without thinking about it, they immediately prostrated themselves on the ground with the greatest courtesy, not daring to move a single cent.

Even if tears filled his face, he didn't dare to cry, his body trembled and sobbed, and he prayed frantically in his heart that he would be reincarnated as a noble Han citizen in the next life.

The sun has set to the west, and the overall situation has been decided.

In this battle, Wang Ge skillfully used the tactics of doubting the soldiers, delaying the troops, and showing the form...... and so on, with more than 100 soldiers killed by 5,000 barbarians defeated and fled, and then beheaded the enemy chieftain and captured thousands of barbarian warriors who were on the verge of forging their bodies.

The exploits of this battle alone are enough to make him famous for eternity and history.

Wang Ge stood on his horse, proudly glancing at the battlefield where corpses were strewn all over the field and rivers of blood, a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart, and then he was replaced by incomparable firmness, and turned around and shouted: "Zhang Shichang, Li Shichang...... The five of you, lead fifty people to tie up the Xiaoyang barbarians with ropes and escort them into the camp on the low mountain.

"The others continued to drag the branches and follow me to the land of the Xiaoyang clan."

At this time, a chief surnamed Zhou suddenly asked: "Wang Duwei, what if the barbarians know that there are only dozens of us and there is a riot?" ”

Wang Ge smiled coldly, and said: "Detention in batches, if there is a riot, there will be no forgiveness." ”

"But they're all blacksmiths, the prince......"

Wang Ge stared into the distance, glanced at the Xiaoyang barbarians, and said: "It's just a group of uneducated barbarians, what if they are all slaughtered, I will carry it if something happens." ”

"Remember, the priority now is not to think about how much loot you can get, but to survive."

"Let's go!"

When the words fell, Wang Ge slapped the horse's buttocks with the spine of his knife, and quickly killed to the south, the earth and rocks burst out, the dust and clouds were surging, and the 'thousands of Han Tiger Divisions' roared away.

The five chiefs stared at Wang Duwei's distant back, and always felt that after this baptism of blood and fire, Wang Duwei seemed to have changed something.

When Wang Ge led the army to arrive, Liu Bian encountered a crisis that was even more dangerous than when he was fighting with Chiyou.

After all, he still had a dragon-slaying crossbow at that time, and now he only has a halberd in his hand.

Guan Hai, who was as furious as a fierce beast, held high an ancient Qin sword engraved with a bird seal, stepped on countless inspiring golden neon, and slashed in the air, the momentum was like a madness, and it was really angry.

At this time, Xu Shenggang wanted to swing away Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, but they were dragged in place and couldn't leave, and he was the only one in the battlefield who reached the peak of true qi.

Even Gan Ning, who is extremely talented, is only a small true qi because of his poor exercises, and no one in the battlefield can stop Guan Hai's attack.