Wuhuan Moyi was picked up by Zhao Yun and flew into the air, shocking everyone's eyes.

Mo Yi is a senior general of Wuhuan, although he is not as famous as Nanlin, but he is not a good look, in the battle where the Wuhuan people entered the Han Grass Valley to compete for food, Moy can be regarded as a great brilliance, and once single-handedly killed several outstanding generals in Youzhou.

Moy's soldiers had always been proud of Moy's prowess, and they did not expect that their general would be killed in a single photo under the command of the main general of the Han cavalry.

Lord Moy is dead! This form of death leaves them unable to let go.

For the revenge of Lord Moy, for the glory of the Wuhuan Iron Cavalry, the cavalry who originally belonged to the mourning soldiers added a touch of sadness to their hearts.

The greatest sorrow is death, what they need most now is to wash away their shame with their death, and the most important thing they need is to use death to prove that Moy's team is the best.

It's not that these people didn't think of rushing to Zhao Yun's side together to fight with Zhao Yun, but even the chief among them woke up the dreamer with a word.

Zhao Yun was the main general of the Han cavalry, and the distance from them was two hundred paces, if they gave up charging at this time, and turned around to fight Zhao Yun, they would not be able to reach Zhao Yun's side, and they would be shot into hedgehogs by those archers who had slowed down.

What's more, the cavalry commander of the Han army did not have any injuries in his body and war horses, if they rushed over, he could leave them out of the battle, and they would not be able to pursue Zhao Yun at all.

Moy's cavalry burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit, and they frantically raised their weapons to charge the Han army's large array, wanting to completely vent the depression in their hearts.

Zhao Yun killed the enemy's leader Mo Yi in one face, which gave an unprecedented boost to the morale of the Han cavalry.

The sound of killing suddenly skyrocketed, and the cavalry of the Han army began to carry out a frantic attack on those Wuhuan cavalry who charged over.

What is the ferocity of the Wuhuan cavalry, they are outnumbered at this time, and they have the confidence to win, when one person and one person are alone, they may not be able to defeat those Wuhuan cavalry, but several people attack an enemy together, their confidence is bursting.

The kind of cross attack invented by General Gongsun is a stroke of genius, several people shoot from different angles to attack an enemy, even if the enemy's attack ability is strong, even if the enemy is covered in iron, it is impossible to resist the cross attack of several people.

Although the feats sent to the door in this way are extremely dangerous, they are also the most rewarding.

If you kill an enemy in such a situation, the credit will be doubled, and the reward will be doubled.

They thought in their hearts, what is the purpose of starving the timid to death and going to the battlefield as soldiers, and isn't it just to be a soldier to eat food and get ahead?

For double the pay, for the fertile land, they need to fight.

Now that they have such an opportunity, they must seize it.

The heart is greater than the dead mourning soldiers and the Han cavalry who want to get credit like chicken blood, they collide together like Mars hitting the earth.

The bright spear flew up and down, constantly bringing up streams of blood arrows, and constantly harvesting living lives.

Blood sprayed all over the bodies of these cavalrymen, and the whole person was covered with blood from head to toe, Rao is like this, none of these Wuhuan cavalry flinched, and they struggled to dance the weapons in their hands and constantly attack the Han soldiers.

One arm is gone, and the fight continues with the other.

The intestines came out, and they didn't even have the idea of stuffing the intestines back, so they attacked forward with bloody intestines.

Thrown from their horses, as long as they could move, they would still attack the Han cavalry like wounded beasts.

Seven or eight spears of the Han cavalry had already stabbed into the body of Moy's cavalry, and the Wuhuan cavalry was lifted into the air.

Blood is the most inspiring kind of madness in the hearts of people, the killing is mixed with the blood and stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the Wuhuan cavalry is like a devil out of hell.

The Han cavalry was surprised to see that the Wuhuan cavalry in front of them was not afraid of being injured at all, let alone stopping attacking because of injury, even if they made a miserable howl similar to that of a beast, even if it was extremely painful, they did not forget to attack.

The Han cavalry was frightened by these mad cavalry, and many of them began to drive their horses backwards at this time.

People are flesh and blood, and they are all given by their parents, no matter how good the reward given by General Gongsun is, they must have their lives to enjoy it. These Wuhuan cavalry are not afraid of death, and they want to pull on some cushions when they are temporary, and they never want to be the ones who cushion them.

The remaining dozen or so Wuhuan cavalry saw that the Han soldiers besieging them were retreating, enlarging the encirclement, and after looking at them for a while, they began to move closer to the cavalry in the middle.

At this time, there was hardly any good place on them, and the cavalrymen who were the least injured were already missing arms and legs.

More than a dozen of them rode together on bloodied war horses and roared together the song that Wuhuan liked to sing when he was grazing.

More than a dozen of them shouted the grassland hymn that the Han cavalry could not understand, as if they had returned to the grassland, returned to the land where they lived, as if they were grazing horses on the grassland.

There they rode freely on horseback to graze and sing freely.

Scenes continue to unfold in front of their eyes, but they understand that these are the last illusions, and they are walking towards the abyss of death step by step.

Gongsun Da commanded the cavalry to besiege the Wuhuan cavalry under Moy, but when the battle was final, the besieging soldiers were dumbfounded, they had never seen such fearless soldiers, and they had never seen such a cruel scene.

Gongsun Da also admired Mo Yi and his subordinates in his heart, they knew that the big array attacking the Han army was like moths to a fire, but they still came from it without hesitation.

These people are heroes who are not afraid of death, and they are true warriors.

However, Gongsun Da did not give up the attack on these cavalry because these were heroes and real warriors, and there was a slight trace of unbearability in his eyes, but he put his hand down very firmly.

As Gongsun Da's hand fell, dozens of spears and countless bows and arrows rained down on Moy's men.

Moy's dozen cavalrymen were covered in arrows and spears, but they still stood on the battlefield, hugging each other and dying together......