Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Dawn of Victory

The so-called "Golden Tribe" is a strong team set up by Tanshi Huai during his lifetime, and the Golden Tribe has long been synonymous with Xianbei force, and can be called a team that is like thunder in Xianbei people and has amazing combat effectiveness.

However, their mission is to defend Danhan Mountain, although elite, but after the death of Tanshi Huai, there are few opportunities to go out. However, as soon as they enter the battlefield, the brave and fierce blood in their bodies will be aroused.

"Ho-hoo, ho-hoo!" The head of the head opened his mouth and roared roughly, which was a morale-boosting cry when Xianbei charged into battle.

The horse heard its master's shout and neighed loudly.

In an instant, the entire battlefield was filled with a heroic shout.

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban tribe used the power of their horses to cut the already inherently intimidated camp in half. The first half of the army was attacked again and again by Kui, and the second half of the army was also continuously harassed by Lu Bu and others.

Although Budugen became calm, Budugen's soldiers were frightened, and their morale had been severely damaged when they had attacked the city before, and this time they were charged by the cavalry, and the two blows made them the steppe people begin to be at a loss, and most of the soldiers retreated.

The killing continues.

Budugen's hands were sour, but he didn't dare to relax at all, he still kept slashing and killing the most loyal tribal warriors on the grassland, and his heart was also clouded, the other party was too powerful, and there was only one way to die if he continued like this.

"Do it!" Budugen really had no choice, so he had to raise the wolf bone in his hand and point at the head.

The head was slightly stunned, something was wrong!

Originally, the Golden Tribe, under the leadership of the leader, rushed to the forefront, and the long swords and spears stabbed the pieces of people into meat skewers, and the formation of the Budugen was immediately disrupted by the cavalry with their excellent impact.

The leader is brave, and he is also afraid that Budugen has no conspiracy to carry out, leading the stronger and stronger Xianbei elite in the battle, rushing back and forth in the enemy's camp, just thinking about ending the battle as soon as possible.

Everywhere he went, he broke the enemy ranks.

When he rushed to kill again, he didn't know that several black hands had already aimed at his back.

The so-called "capture the thief and capture the king" must be to capture the enemy's brain in one breath. Now that Budugen's offensive has weakened significantly, it is impossible to attack his camp in one go. Therefore, in the eyes of the leader, Kebineng is no different from a dead man.

It is in response to the old saying, "No matter when and where, you must not have the slightest thought of despising your enemies." ”

Soon, the leader tasted the consequences of his stupid mistake like never before. This consequence deprived him of the most precious thing of a person.

Just as the leader was about to give the order to kill Budugen. Suddenly, I heard a series of screams behind me, and when I looked back, it was as if I had fallen into hell.

I saw one person, who rode alone to break through the layers of the rear army and kill in.

Blood sprayed on the man's body again.

Is it a human or a ghost?

A question, involuntarily on the battlefield, in the hearts of those who saw this scene.

One hit, just one hit. A very ordinary sweep of thousands of troops caused more than a dozen people to die, and they were still physically separated.

The chief's guards were terrified.

The black shadow was as cold as frost, and under the two horizontal eyebrows were the high bridge of the nose and the deeply sunken eye sockets, as well as the horizontal flesh of the face.

There is only one person in his eyes, a person's life, to be exact.

No one could stand in his way, and no one dared to stand in front of him, except the dead, of course.

The black shadow was like a ghost, and he came to the front of the leader on the bloody road.

Cold sweat poured out from Kuitou's forehead, and the horror in his heart was even more indescribable.

He unconsciously gave birth to a fear in his heart, a fear of death.

In a moment of his fear, a soldier cut off the leg of the horse on which he sat in the BMW. He involuntarily fell off his horse.

At this moment, the whole body of the head was shrouded in the murderous aura of the black shadow, not to mention moving, he didn't even have the strength to call for help, and he could only watch the black shadow like a hell killing god born in the sea of blood raise a big iron spear high and face it at his chest.

The black shadow is the general of the golden tribe behind the leader, and the guards of several people are nothing to him, the spear pierced into the chest of the head at the first time, and it seems that the wolf bone was taken out from the root, the moment he appeared, the head was destined to become a dead man.

"I'm not reconciled...... Kuitou stared at his eyes, his face was full of incredulity, he looked at the wound on his chest, and after looking at Budugen, he fell down unwillingly.

The head is dead? Whether it was the warring Han or Xianbei people, there was a sigh in their hearts.

In ancient warfare, this was the case, the main generals were brave, so that the morale of the soldiers was also greatly increased, and the blood surged, and they would be more desperate to kill the enemy.

And vice versa, now that the leader is dead, how can the Xianbei and the Xianbei still fight? Although the people of the Golden Tribe are the leaders of the Kui, the people of the Golden Tribe have always recognized people, and once the leader dies, those who kill each other are fools, and they are not elite.

"The leader is dead...... The Xianbei King is here, why don't you stop fighting quickly? The horns of the troops resounded all over the world, but there were also many people who lost a lot of lives because their opponents or themselves were unable to stop.

Despite this, the Xianbei people are also seriously injured, and the nearly 100,000 Xianbei people who have stopped fighting cannot form combat effectiveness for the time being.

"King, withdraw, if you have the support of the Golden Tribe, return to Danhan Mountain, even Micah and Murong Feng will respect the King!" Although the sudden death of the leader was unexpected by Chi Yan, Chi Yan's determination to evacuate seemed to have not wavered. On the intuition that he had cultivated over the years of fighting, he had a faint feeling that the entire Xianbei tribe had fallen into a huge conspiracy, and in serious cases, it might even wipe out the clan.

"This ......" Bu Dugen, who is a member of the Xianbei royal clan, knows far more about the Golden Tribe than Chi Yan, and he also knows that he can't use the power of the Golden Tribe for the time being, although Bu Dugen used that wolf bone to order the people of the Golden Tribe to kill the Kui Leader, it doesn't mean that he can fully control the entire Xianbei Tribe, otherwise the Kui Leader will not be able to bring people.

"Return!" The Xianbei general who killed the head frowned, and seemed to be very tired of spitting out two words.

Budugen glanced at the burly general, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"This guy is Murong Tian, the first warrior of Xianbei who was personally crowned by the ancestor before his death, right? Sure enough, the force is outstanding! It's just that I don't know who is more courageous than him and Lu Bu......" Bu Dugen pondered secretly for a while, but still made a decision.

Although the losses were great this time, they were hit by the leader and almost fled. But after killing the leader and getting the most elite gold tribe in Xianbei, the overall strength has increased, and it will not be a loss if he withdraws.

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