"Bastard!" Looking at the warriors of the various tribes who were still holding their heads and running around, Mo Hefu of the Southern Chamber Weibu shouted angrily.

He immediately picked up the longbow in his hand, stretched out his bow and set up arrows, and fired several arrows in succession, shooting to death those soldiers who did not obey orders and continued to run.

After shooting, he yelled: "All departments, everyone is moving closer to me, and those who do not obey the order will be killed!" Speaking of which, he is also a warrior, in addition to being a tribal leader, his strength is even more extraordinary.

After killing several people in a row, he finally gathered some soldiers and horses, and he continued to run towards the front camp with the gathered soldiers and horses non-stop, and kept collecting all the panicked soldiers along the way.

By the time this Mohorfo rushed to the front camp, the army of the Xiaoguo Army had already interspersed and killed directly from east to west. Its camp was in shambles. There were dead bodies everywhere, and all the yurts were engulfed in flames.

"What about the tribal patriarchs of Dongying? Get out of here if you're not dead! Looking at the scene in front of him, the tribal leader shouted angrily.

After a while, the five wolves were so overwhelmed that some even ran over in disheveled clothes.

"Damn, say! What's going on? Why did you know that the Xiaoguo army came from the east? Not yet with resistance and returns? ”

A few people lowered their heads, not knowing what to say, in fact, they still couldn't figure out what was going on, and suddenly, the enemy army was slaughtered into the camp, and in an instant, their men collapsed.

The leader pointed to the disheveled patriarch and snorted coldly: "You say! ”

At this time, the man was in a wolf, his helmet was lost, his leather armor was broken in several places, and a white feathered arrow was stuck in his back, which stood out in the dark night. But looking at its current appearance, it should have dealt with the Xiaoguo Army head-on.

"Returning to Mohorfer, the enemy's attack was very sudden and hidden, and there was no situation before. When we entered the camp, our army was completely defenseless. There were Han Chinese and Ya people who attacked the camp. They also throw weapons that make an explosion, and the warriors don't dare to resist it! A small resistance, and the other party was defeated in an instant! The patriarch of the small tribe with four thousand people turned pale and trembled in panic.

The leader of the Southern Chamber Wei said with a surprised expression: "Xiaoguo Army? And the Evil Army, are you mistaken? How could the Warrior Army join forces with the Xiaoguo Army to attack us? ”

A patriarch standing beside the tribal leader whispered, "Great Mohorpher! There are also Tatar people in the Xiaoguo army! They call it the Eight Banners! ”

Zhao Xun led people through the front of the enemy army to appear outside the west camp, and when he looked sideways, the front end of the entire Muwei people's camp was illuminated by the light of the flames.

"The soldiers are divided into three ways, kill me back! Let these robbers take a look, my Xiaoguo army is powerful! Kill! ”

"Kill!" The army was divided into three, and the two roads drew a big circle respectively, and went to the Murowei camp, and Zhao Xun personally commanded the first soldier of the battalion and went straight to the middle camp.

"Kill!"

The camp of Murowei, which had just been calmed down, suddenly fell into a fight again. encountered a back attack again, which made the soldiers of the chamber who had just assembled panic.

"Fight back for me! Kill! The tribal chiefs roared. At this time, if you don't kill, you can't do it, and you're going to face a blow.

Suddenly, the swords rang out in unison, the people turned on their backs, and blood splattered.

The leader of the Southern Chamber, who was inquiring in the front camp, was stunned for a moment, and then heard bursts of shouts and killings coming from his rear camp, middle camp, and now the western part of the front camp.

Looking sideways, I saw that accompanied by the sound of tearing and killing in the distance, groups of enemy cavalry rushed to kill, while constantly throwing torches on the tents in the camp, burning the tents one by one.

Through the light of the fire that rose into the sky, he could faintly see that those cavalrymen were really the Warriors. The Eight Banners of the Empire, and now he also remembered that the Xiaoguo Army had the Eight Banners in his hands. The Eight Banners are also Flame Qilin Banners, but on these banners, the Qilin has a horizontal spear under his feet, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and black eight-colored spears.

Another tent was lit, and in the midst of the flames, he clearly saw that a group of cavalry with eight banners rushed out. They were dressed in brown coats, but inside they were all plate armor that protected vital points. He saw with his own eyes that the bows and arrows of his warriors were stuck in the other man's clothes, and the other party did not care.

These cavalrymen were all armed with fine horizontal swords, and some were also equipped with longbows and feathered arrows made by the Xiaoguo military craftsmen. Compared with the other party, the weapons used in the hands of his own command are simply the difference between heaven and earth, the difference between cloud and mud.

On average, four or five, or even ten people, can be exchanged for the lives of one or two people on the other side. What's more, his subordinates can't compare with the other side at all, the other party is a strictly trained soldier who cooperates with each other extremely closely. In addition, his subordinates are out of a panic at the moment.

Not long after the war began, one by one, they all ran away. Occasionally, one or two who are not afraid of death will meet them, but they can't stop them, and they will be beheaded by the knife. Even more so that the rest of the Murwei people desperately dodged.

"Warriors, take up your swords and give me a battle!"

The leader of the Nanmuro Wei tribe shouted loudly, took the lead, and rushed towards those enemy troops with his soldiers and horses.

In the firelight, the soldiers and horses of the two sides fought together, waving horizontal knives and stabbing with spears. After every flash of human sword light, a head will inevitably fly high and smash to the ground.

The tall and sturdy leader of the Southern Chambers was constantly roaring and cursing while brandishing his long sword and slapping the assassination. He was cursing the Xiaoguo Army, and he was also cursing his own men.

Under the crazy roar of the patriarchs of the tribes, these Murowei warriors temporarily forgot their fear, and the Murowei soldiers at this time were also fighting for life and death, and people fell all the time.

Gradually, the scattered Murwei people gathered more and more. Increasingly, some patriarchs gathered their soldiers and horses and joined the warband. The originally chaotic camp gradually left only the sound of gold and iron. Seeing that the tribal leaders were personally facing the battle, some of the scattered Murwei people also rushed up.

The front camp was fine, but the middle and rear camps had basically been defeated at the moment, and the scattered Murowei people could no longer care about their felt and livestock.

Seeing that there were more and more people gathered together, the Shenji battalion leader in the lower route army suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Brothers, throw me earth-shattering thunder and show them this Thor's weapon."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that from the darkness, the knight on the horse threw dozens of packages with a strong flick. The parcels, all bound with strong ropes, crossed a lone line in the sky, and flew towards the gathered Murwei people.

It's just that those packages, in the dark night, are still bubbling with fire words. I don't know what this is, so I didn't care about it and picked it up with a simple spear, and I was still laughing and scolding in my heart, these people are really stupid, if they want to set fire, wouldn't it be better for you to throw a torch directly? Making a cloth bag like this, with only a little spark, can you accomplish anything.

After seeing the Shenji Battalion throw out these packages, the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Eight Banners immediately rode their horses and galloped, as if they had fled in the wilderness.

Suddenly, the leader of the Southern Chamber Wei Department who commanded the rear was stunned, this battle situation was obviously unfavorable to himself, and it was very good for the Xiaoguo army, how could he retreat?

Dozens of sparkling cloth bags were quickly picked off by Goguryeo's cavalry with spears and dropped under their horses. It's just that these cloth bags seem to be very strange, and they fall to the ground, although there is only a little flash of fire, but they are not extinguished.

And the leader of the Nanmurwei tribe saw that the soldiers in front of him were dancing with some sparkling packages, and he suddenly felt a little bad. Although he couldn't count why, he still had a vague feeling in his heart.

A curious Murowei man poked the parcel on the ground with his spear. But suddenly I saw that the spark seemed to disappear, and then I suddenly felt a burst of brightness in front of my eyes, as bright as day. After that, he didn't know anything.

"Boom ......"

Loud noises rang out one after another, and those packages burst one by one.

The cloth bag that suddenly exploded in the dense Murowei people's stroke, and the huge shock wave directly blew up the Murowei people who gathered together. Laughing clearings appeared there. It's like a couple of big scars popping up on a person's head.

Everything that happened to be within three zhang of the package, whether it was a person, a war horse, or the felt around it, was all overturned. In the dark night, the huge fireballs that flashed one after another made everyone's eyes suddenly sting.

After the explosion, it was like rain, and all kinds of broken and fragmented things were constantly sprinkled from the sky. There were the heads of horses, the stumps of the Murowei soldiers, and the broken pieces of cloth and armor.

At that moment, the explosion of fifty cloth bags directly leveled a place within a radius of dozens of zhang. There were as many as four or five hundred soldiers of the Murowei people who were directly blown to pieces, and even included three or four small tribal patriarchs.

In a distance of more than 50 zhang in a radius of more than 50 zhang, there were also more than 1,000 soldiers who were bleeding from the huge shock wave of the explosion, and their ears were deaf, and many of them were covered with iron nails, iron beads, and other objects.

Suddenly, the war horses in the entire front camp were startled, and one by one the war horses neighed and jumped, struggling and rushing. In fact, most of those who rode war horses were thrown off from the war horses, and countless war horses broke free and rushed out of the camp. And the soldiers who did not ride horses were panicked, with their mouths wide open, and they looked like they had lost their souls.

At the same time, the middle camp and the rear camp sounded a series of huge noises one after another, not to mention, the result was the same.

This is the same as the leader of the Wei tribe of the South Chamber, who was thrown off the horse by the frightened war horse, his eyes were dull at the moment, and he muttered in his mouth, "The reincarnation of the god of thunder is really the weapon of the god of thunder!" ”

There are even some people who kneel on the ground and kowtow, begging God to forgive them. A small cloth bag can emit thunder like the sky, and even shine as dazzling as the sun.

And after the earth-shattering thunder and the dazzling light of the sun, the tremendous power that killed more than five or six hundred people and injured more than a thousand people in that instant. To everyone's shock, this is definitely Thor's divine thunder.

As for why Thor's divine thunder came into the hands of the Xiaoguo army, he used it to deal with them.

But none of them thought about it, and everyone thought that this was God's punishment for them. The soldiers of the Murowei people, who were terrified of the heavens, all fell to their knees and kept kowtowing, begging for forgiveness and forgiveness from the heavens.

No one would have thought of it, and no one would believe it, that these things were not God's thunder, but sharp weapons made by mortals. For these uncivilized barbarians, there is naturally a lot of awe for this kind of thing that has never been seen before. Of course, this earth-shattering thunder is particularly effective at night, and if it is daytime, there may not be such a result.

The tribal leader's face was like a blank sheet of paper at this moment, and his heart was like ashes. He could guess that this kind of thing should be a powerful weapon made by the Xiaoguo Army itself. The Han people are proficient in these, but he is helpless against such incredible things.

Now the surprise attack of the Xiaoguo army has broken up their large camp and burned down many barracks tents. He also took advantage of the chaos to kill too many soldiers. Unexpectedly, this Xiaoguo army also came to the momentum of a heavenly thunder to punish them. Thousands of dead and wounded at once. Casualties are still trivial matters, and Guan Jian is, that moment the morale of the entire army was hit to the extreme.

How can this battle be fought? The middle and rear battalions do not have their own command, and I am afraid that they will collapse faster at this moment.

"Those who descend will not be killed!" At that moment, a monstrous roar was heard from the north and east.

"Those who descend will not be killed!" The second flag of the front battalion echoed immediately.

Suddenly, one by one, the Murwei people threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.

"I ...... That's it! The leader of the Nanmuro Wei Department sighed, and had no choice but to look at his subordinates to surrender.

The sky was extremely bright, the eastern sky glowed faintly, and the battle in the Murowei camp was finally over. Some of the Murowei people were good herders, and under the drive of the Eight Banners, they began to gather the scattered livestock and horses. At the same time, the fire in the camp was extinguished, and the corpses were collected and cremated.

Thirty miles south of the border, the Xiaoguo army raided the Murowei camp and defeated the Murowei army. At the cost of 3,000, more than 8,000 Murowei people were killed, and the rest were surrendered. Even the leader of the Wei Department of the Southern Chamber also descended in front of Zhao Xun. The Xiaoguo army once again told the surrounding hus in this battle, the Xiaoguo army, not to be humiliated!