Qiu Duo was lifeless when he heard the miserable howl of the Wuhuan cavalry beside him, his hazy, flesh-and-blood eyes suddenly widened, and he struggled to look at the place where the cavalryman had finally screamed.

Qiu Duo saw in his eyes that a tall man dressed as a Han army general slowly appeared in his eyes.

He tried his best to see, trying to see and remember Nan Tianyuan's appearance clearly, but no matter how hard his eyes tried, he couldn't see Nan Tianyuan's appearance clearly.

Qiu Duo was really tired, and his body was overdrawn to the extreme, especially his eyes, which were glued together by fragments of flesh and blood, and he was very satisfied to be able to get such a kind of information from his eyes.

At this time, Qiu Duo looked at the tall man, and there was an unknown comfort in his heart.

Although Qiu Duo is not a famous general, he is killed by a group of unknown soldiers in such a charging formation, and he always has an unbearable regret in his heart.

The appearance of Nan Tianyuan made Qiu Duo's heart suddenly appear a warmth, which was a tacit understanding between the generals.

Qiu Duoqiang cheered up and turned to Nan Tianyuan, and showed a grateful smile to Nan Tianyuan.

After this smile, Qiu Duo swallowed the blood in his throat, he used the strength in his body, stepped towards Nan Tianyuan, and raised the steel gun in his hand, stabbing straight towards Nan Tianyuan.

Nan Tianyuan saw the relieved smile that Qiu Duo turned around, and saw Qiu Duo use the last strength in his body to launch a final counterattack against him.

Nan Tianyuan's expression was solemn, he raised his knife forward, and shouted loudly: "The one who kills, the great Han Nan Tianyuan is also."

Nan Tianyuan's tiger eyes stared at the route of Qiu Duo's steel spear's attack, and he strode forward, the head knife in his hand slanted upward, and slashed heavily at Qiu Duo's steel spear.

With the help of the steel spear, when Qiu Duo's chest showed a flaw, Nan Tianyuan strode forward, directly turned forward, and the steel knife in his hand raised upward, cutting Qiu Duo's large head into the air.

Nan Tianyuan saw that at the same time as Qiu Duo's head flew up, his scarlet eyes were already closed, and a relieved face appeared.

After Nan Tianyuan killed Qiu Duo at the forefront, there was no joy on his face, but a kind of respect.

They are military generals, living for the battlefield, and even more so dying on the battlefield, and being able to fight to the death in the hands of opponents who respect each other can be regarded as a relief.

Looking at the dozen or so bloody Wuhuan cavalrymen who were still fighting the trapped beasts, Nan Tianyuan shouted loudly: "The pikemen retreat, the shield soldiers erect their shields, and the archers listen to the order to fire a volley."

Nan Tianyuan shot only for Qiu Duo's life, as for the rest of the Wuhuan cavalry, he really didn't take it to heart, as soon as Qiu Duo died, these cavalry had no value in surviving.

Rather than injuring his pikemen, it is better to let his archers end their lives.

As soon as Nan Tianyuan's words came out, the pikemen who were fighting with those Wuhuan cavalry immediately chose to turn around and withdraw, withdraw their bodies into the range controlled by the shield soldiers, and quickly squatted down.

As Nan Tianyuan's hand fell, the sound of a bowstring trembling suddenly sounded, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen bloody hedgehogs where Qiu Duo and the dozens of cavalry under him were located......

Nan Tian looked at the corpses all over the ground in the field, he sighed slightly, and his expression was suddenly a little lonely.

He didn't look at the field again, turned around and left, and ordered the soldiers around him to say: "Tell me to go down, clean the battlefield carefully, and bury that Wuhuan general!"

Nan Tianyuan has always had a feeling of sadness in his heart, he doesn't know when he will die on the battlefield like Qiu Duo, and he doesn't know what his final destination is.

However, just as he saw the battlefield commanded by Gongsun Xu, the gloom in his heart was immediately swept away, replaced by an indescribable excitement.

Dividing line ――――――――

Nanlin was stupid by Gongsun Xu's trebuchet, and he really felt a feeling of being out of his body.

Defeated, completely defeated.

Nanlin's mouth unconsciously muttered repeatedly.

That's three thousand cavalry, that's three thousand living people, no matter where they are placed, they will sweep all over the place.

However, just now, right under his nose, the fifty strongest hoplites under his brother's command disappeared, and the three thousand living cavalry were instantly crushed, and even the will to fight ceased to exist.

What kind of demon method did those soldiers of the Han army master, who were the people on the other side, and how could they defeat them so easily?!!!!

The panicked cries of the cavalry and soldiers during the rout made Nanlin's heart suddenly wake up, and looking at the cavalry that was like a black tide, his heart almost turned into a big jujube.

Is there such a retreat?

How do these idiots command their own teams?

My side has already given the order to retreat, can't you cavalry retreat in accordance with the rules?

In the event of such a retreat, what will happen to the infantry?

Nanlin's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly in anger: "Wuhuan cavalry, when retreating, you must line up in formation, and there must be no chaos."

Nan Lin pulled his neck and shouted twice, but found that it had no effect at all, and the cavalry who retreated seemed to be frightened, and they didn't pay attention to the formation he shouted, but just urged the war horse under his crotch and fled backwards quickly.

Seeing that the roar was fruitless, Nanlin immediately shouted hysterically again: "I am Nanlin, and after the cavalry of my subordinate to the promotion of the lord was broken, he began to organize the formation. I am Nanlin, and after the cavalry of my subordinate to the promotion of the lord was broken, I began to organize the formation. ”

After Nan Lin pulled his neck and shouted, he found that the cavalry that had dispersed here had been relieved to a certain extent, and he felt a little at ease, at least the cavalry under the promotion of the lord could be explicitly forbidden and could obey his command.

As long as someone follows the command, the rest is much easier.

If these cavalry were allowed to flee like this, the infantry he brought with him would even be trampled by friendly troops.

A two-legged man could not outrun a four-legged horse at any given time, and in the event of such an incorrigible situation, all the infantry he brought with him would remain here forever.

Nanlin also sent scouts to observe Gongsun Xu's side before the two armies faced each other, and he knew in his heart that Gongsun Xu had a cavalry team of at least 1,000 people, and as soon as the cavalry of the Han army came out, these infantry troops under his command could not escape if they wanted to.

Just when Nanlin had some happiness in his heart, just when he was about to shout and want the cavalry of other tribes to slow down and flee and organize the formation, an abrupt voice sounded, which made Nanlin instantly scattered.