The leader of the Zhuma tribe is named Chen Song, and he has only one son, Chen Yang in the pass on the right side of the Weipu Pass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In comparison, Chen Song's younger brother Chen Bai actually has three sons, namely Chen Qi, Chen Ming, and Chen Xing.

When they were competing for the leader, Chen Song was a second-rate martial artist, and his younger brother was only a third-rate warrior. Now that he has reached the realm of a first-class martial artist, Chen Bai is still spinning in a second-rate martial artist.

The older generation can't compare, and I can't imagine that the younger generation Chen Yang is an only son, and his talent for learning martial arts surpasses that of a cousin and two cousins who are still third-rate martial artists, and he is already second-rate when he is not established, just like a copy of the older generation.

It is difficult to say whether he will be able to gain the support of the tribal elders in the future, and Chen Qi only wants to rescue his cousin at the moment. The mentality of the Chen family is very good, it is one thing to be the leader of the non-leader, and it is very important for the Chen family to maintain its strength.

In contrast, the situation of the Xiema tribe is more complicated, and the patriarch Lin Sheng has four sons, Lin Bo, Lin Tao, Lin Hai, and Lin Jiang, and the competition for the next one is quite fierce.

What's more, there are also the four sons of the Great Elder Lin Jie, Lin Chun, Lin Xia, Lin Qiu, and Lin Dong, who also have covetous hearts.

As a martial artist, there is only one criterion for judging, and that is who has the biggest fist.

At present, only Lin Bo and Lin Tao have reached the second-rate martial arts, but Lin Tao prefers to fight with his head, while Lin Bo is purely a brainless guy, and he has the boss's priority power to give up.

The remaining six second generations of the Lin family, although they are all third-rate, are not without opportunities.

The pass was noisy, and when the pass was closed, Chen Yang and Lin Tao had already put on their military uniforms and were ready to attack before and after to eliminate the Han army that had entered the country.

The reaction of the vanguard army on the left road surprised the two, and people said that the Han people were cunning, but it turned out to be true.

They originally thought that the number of Han troops was not large, and the number of soldiers who harassed each attack was only four or five hundred. The camp looks like a lot, God knows if it's a Han trap inside?

At this moment, the two of them realized that the Han army had indeed paralyzed them all along, and hoped that the two would attack. After all, the Han army raided at night and bypassed the mountain passes on both sides, and saw a large row of camp tents in the early morning.

Their hearts slowly sank, and they had a feeling that they couldn't escape.

If someone else led the army, Lin Tao might immediately dissuade him. It's just an elder brother, and it's not impossible to use the Han army to consume his henchmen, after all, his own people are currently only left with these people.

"Brother Qi, retreat!" The moment Chen Yang saw the military qi death wind lantern on the right road rising, the only trace of luck was gone.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Yan Liang opened his bow and arrows, and the Ming Di was visible to the naked eye, and flew towards Chen Qi.

In northern Xinjiang, although Yuan Shao's army was defeated and lost, it learned the Xianbei people's Ming Di, which was the target of everyone's attack, and the arrows were overwhelming, and they shot directly at Chen Qi.

Chen Yang, who was closed, was about to crack, and roared bitterly: "Brother Qi! ”

The barbarian armies on both sides finally learned that the weapons of the Han army were beyond their reach, and that the iron arrows, as long as they were well aligned, basically took a human life from each arrow.

"Kill, rush!" The spear in Limbo's hand kept flying, peeling off the arrows that had been shot at his side.

Even if there was no Ming Di on the right, Xiahou Yuan on the left was commanding, and most of the arrows were shot in his direction.

Gradually, the brutes around Limbo fell in a pool of blood one by one, and he was the only one who was still shouting and fighting.

"Vultures, surrender quickly!" At the opening of the camp gate, Cao Hong took the lead and rushed towards Lin Bo at a gallop.

Xiahou Yuan frowned, no need to order, everyone stopped shooting arrows, for fear of shooting their own soldiers.

Lin Bo was disheveled, the gun in his hand was still flying, he was hit by a few arrows, and blood was flowing out.

Cao Hong rode a horse, and he did not have an advantage here, and the road was stuffed with barbarian corpses.

He dismounted, handed the sword to the sergeant beside him, drew his sword, and cautiously headed to Limpo. If you accidentally fall, you won't be laughed to death in the future.

The soldiers beside him were the same, their breathing was a little trembling, and they walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Victory is too simple, everyone is lying in ambush under the wall, the enemy is really coming, before the engagement, they suffer heavy casualties, the guy who is still dancing like a madman is their general?

"Prince, run away!" The reacting soldier shouted loudly.

Around Limbo, there were only his own corpses, some still humming intermittently.

He only realized now, Cao Hong had already rushed towards him as fast as he could.

On the other side, Gao Ran, who was in ambush, waited, only to find that Yan Liang was forced to shoot arrows first.

The form on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and many times the plan does not change quickly, and he can only rely on the general to improvise, and he has done nothing wrong.

After all, if the night raiders of the Zhuma tribe knew that there was an ambush, it would be impossible to take a step forward if they were killed, and the fighters would be delayed and watch your enemy retreat.

Now shoot a few arrows and kill some brutes.

Gao Ran couldn't wait, and hurriedly asked people to open the gate of the village.

"Withdraw!" Chen Qi was still alive, and he lifted the corpse on his body to protect him, and there was blood all over his body, so he naturally knew that he had fallen into the trap of the Han people, and he was busy issuing orders.

At the same time, Lin Bo, who understood that he had come, didn't have time to say hello, so he turned around and ran.

Xiahou Yuan held his bow and was about to shoot out several times, but found that Cao Hong was struggling to catch up, for fear of being injured by mistake, and seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther, he gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Jump into the paddy field!" Chen Qi didn't have time to prepare at all, and the moment he saw the opposing cavalry, he suddenly remembered this idea.

For a time, both sides of Qinshui were full of Han soldiers chasing after fleeing barbarians.

The two pioneers, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, were particularly nervous, and they all climbed onto the high platform together, staring at the situation on the scene without blinking.

"Knock knock!" In the wilderness, the dull drum beat suddenly sounded, both sides of the pursuit and escape were stunned, they were very confused, could it be the enemy's reinforcements?

"Lay down your arms!" In an instant, the fields were full of Zhao Zi's angry wind lanterns.

Oops, the subordinates of the Xiema tribe and the Zhuma tribe immediately understood that this was an ambush by the Han Chinese.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao's tense hearts relaxed, even if they were not in one place, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief.

If Chen Yang and Lin Tao on the pass are dead-faced, the loss of the tribe is not enough, and the annihilation of the reinforcements is not a good thing.

And the most important thing is that he didn't dare to lead his troops down, God knows how many ambushes were hidden in the shadows, waiting for the two of them to be caught.

Even if the barbarian soldiers are not as tall as the Hu people, they are not afraid of death in battle, and when they heard the roar of the Han soldiers, they continued to rush forward a few steps without believing it, but who knew that it was the road to hell.

The sound of bows and arrows chirped incessantly, and one or two brute soldiers rushed forward with arrows, and immediately turned into hedgehogs.

At this moment, Zhao Yun, who had been monitoring the battlefield, suddenly caught the breath of the grandmaster master in the afternoon, raised his skill to the highest level, and flew up in that direction. (To be continued.) )