Murong Feng was disappointed because Wang Yu's actions did not meet his expectations.

The combat effectiveness of the Han army exceeded his imagination, and the Xianbei army seemed to have the upper hand in all aspects, but in fact it was far from the moment when the victory or defeat was clear. The Han army's array was swept away by the tide of Hu cavalry, because they had not come up with the means they were best at, the array to fight.

And this point is obviously also in the expectations of Wang Yu and the generals of Qingzhou.

Just when the entire front looked precarious, Tai Shici and Wei Yan did not launch a decisive charge, and Xu Huang did not have the intention of blocking the Xianbei cavalry with all his might. The former gave up the intention of joining the war group and began to maneuver to the flank and rear of the Hu cavalry formation, while the latter commanded the troops and formed a battle formation on the spot, like a reef, standing tall in the tide.

At such a critical juncture, Wang Yu did not use a large number of chariots and horses in the army to set up a horse rejection formation to consume the cavalry's offensive, but instigated a new offensive - he put all the troops into the attack at one time, but did not personally lead the charge as in the legend, but like many ordinary generals, with some personal guards, in the Chinese army to suppress the formation, with the tide of infantry slowly advanced......

A strong uneasiness surged into Murong Feng's heart.

According to common sense, a charge of 10,000 foot soldiers could not crush an army of 100,000 cavalry in one go. But the problem is, Wang Yu should also want to know this, and he still wants to launch it knowing this...... Is it really the boss who thinks that he is desperate, so he is desperate?

"Murong, you are good at everything, you just think too much."

As if he had some kind of telepathic induction, the head suddenly turned his head and patted Murong Feng's shoulder. said with a smile: "The wisdom of the Han people is not completely useless, but to fight this kind of thing, you still have to rely on the contest of real swords and guns, and the strategy?" Hey, maybe it's still a little useful before the war, what tricks can you play when you fight here? ”

He raised his hand and pointed to Wang Yu's general flag, and said confidently: "Right now, there are no two possibilities for the change of the battle situation...... Either Wang Yu killed himself. was besieged and killed by the Golden Wolf Guard; Either he doesn't come, watching the Han army being bitten to death by us. 10,000 foot soldiers, even if they are all the same as those giant swordsmen in front, in front of the 100,000 army, what waves can they turn over? ”

"That's what Da Dan Yu said." Tuoba Liwei bowed slightly on his horse. responded before Murong Feng.

Although he doesn't like the arrogance of the leader, the current situation is very clear, and Xianbei's battle will be won after all.

Iron cavalry, light cavalry, iron armor foot soldiers, war horses and sword formations...... The Han army has exhausted its trump card, but it is still lagging behind, and the last more than 10,000 foot soldiers were left behind during the march, obviously their physical strength and training are far inferior to before, relying on them alone. And how can it be reversed? It's already good if you don't become a drag, how can there be any suspense in this battle?

Winning this battle, the prestige of the leader will immediately soar to unimaginable proportions.

Occupy Youzhou and attack Hebei. This is a great achievement that the Huns in their heyday failed to achieve! Not to mention the Xianbei tribes, even if it is the ally Karasuma, as well as the enemies Ding Ling and Fuyu, I am afraid that they will all look at the wind and shadow. Surrender to the hooves of the horses!

The grassland advocates the strong, and the only criterion for evaluating the strong is success or failure.

Although all the time. The big single leader deserves to be in name only, but as long as there is a victory in this big war, everything is not a problem. The elders will dig out countless shining points from the lackluster first half of the leader's life, and finally gather to become unprecedented glory.

On the eve of victory, how could you not offer your loyalty early?

With Tuoba Li taking the lead, the leaders of the various departments around the leader followed up one after another, and for a while, the words were like a tide, and the leader was directly held up to the clouds, as if the battle had been settled.

The head is very proud, the bones on his body have become lighter, and since he ascended to the position of Da Danyu, he has the most beautiful scenery today. In the past, how could these unruly fellows be so respectful to themselves?

Murong Feng, who had been led by the head as a humerus before, quietly stepped aside, but no one paid attention to him.

In the grassland, wisdom is synonymous with cowardice, and when necessary, it can be borrowed to get out of trouble, and when it is proud, of course, it is to be despised and despised for it. Who made most of the people on the steppe not have such a thing? Mu Xiu Yu Lin will definitely be despised by everyone.

Only Tuoba Li noticed Murong Feng's actions, and found that the latter not only stepped aside, but also got on his horse and quickly ran to the location of Murong Feng's cavalry with a dozen personal guards.

War...... Will it really be reversed? Tuoba Li was slightly suspicious, looked at Murong Feng's back, and then cast his gaze to the center of the battle group.

Under the setting sun, more than 100,000 people are strangled together, you have me, I have you, there is no clear front at all, except for the two crowds that are approaching each other.

If there is really something unpredictable happening, I'm afraid, it's only here, but...... With doubts in his heart, Tuoba Liwei became the only one among the leaders of the Xianbei tribes to witness the collision in the first place.

The speed of the infantry's charge was limited, and the cavalry's speed had also dropped to a fairly low level after passing through the torrent of chaotic battles, but after all, it was a frontal clash of tens of thousands of people, and the moment the two armies met in short arms, there was still an extremely violent sound!

"Boom!" People neighed and horses screamed, gold and iron struck, sharp blades entered the body, and fierce collisions...... All the voices converged into a loud, tragic and moving battle, which could be seen everywhere on a thousand-step front.

"Kill ......" The Xianbei cavalry picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed the opponent in front of him.

When the cavalry loses speed, its combat power will drop significantly, and it will become a target for foot siege. However, that was when the number of cavalry was less than the infantry, and if the number of the two sides was reversed, even if the speed was lost, it would not be a big deal, and the cavalry would have a condescending advantage over the infantry.

The shepherd has already calculated, if the opponent counterattacks, he will use the body of the war horse as a cover, attack against attack, and kill the opponent. If the opponent dodges or parries, he takes advantage of the opportunity to seize the first move, using the trampling of spears and war horses to launch a continuous offensive to solve the opponent.

As long as they are not besieged, the advantage is still quite large when the cavalry and foot soldiers are one-on-one.

"Heaven...... Dead ......" The reaction of the Han army's foot soldiers greatly surprised the shepherd's expectations, in the face of the spear that stabbed at him, the foot soldier did not dodge or dodge, chanting the battle horn in his mouth, his eyes were blood-red, and he pounced on the spear, as if he had made up his mind to send him to death.

"Poof! Burst! The sound of the blade entering the body sounded almost at the same time, and the foot soldier slammed into the opponent's spear, but his eyes kept staring at the condescending opponent, and at the same time he was stabbed by the opponent, he also stabbed the spear in his hand.

Fight like Kilkenny cats? The cavalry glared at each other in disbelief, let out a miserable hiss unwillingly, and fell from his horse. He couldn't figure out how his opponent could use such a fighting style to pull himself off the horse while committing suicide? What kind of courage does it take to see death as home?

Didn't the Han army always have to rely on the advantages of equipment and formation to gain the upper hand in the battle against the steppe warriors who were not afraid of death? How to ...... now? Hey?

The moment he fell into the dust, the shepherd saw an even more unbelievable scene: the opponent who should have died with him threw away the spear, and then calmly pulled the spear from under his ribs, and let the blood gushing out from the wound splash all over his face, and rushed to the next opponent quickly!

"Bang!" The shepherd fell into the dust, glared and swallowed his last breath.

He didn't even figure out until he died whether the murderer of himself was a human or a ghost.

If he were a human being, he should not be at all unaffected by fear and pain, and kill two or more opponents in a row with this horrific style - before his consciousness dissipated, he could clearly see that the murderer had killed another cavalryman in almost exactly the same way, and he himself had a stab wound on his body.

What he didn't know was that the same doubts were emerging in the minds of many people, including those who were seriously injured and dying, those who were howling and charging, or those who were watching from a distance in a relatively safe place, all of whom were frightened by the Han army's unbelievable way of fighting.

There is no one in the world who is not afraid of death, and even if life and death are put aside, it is impossible to ignore danger and pain. And this Han army, which was regarded by Wang Yu as the winner and loser, subverted all common sense, they faced the tip of the blade and spear, did not retreat, and cut Hu Qi off the horse in pieces in a near-suicidal way.

They are people!

Que Ji, who was in command in the front, could give a very certain answer, because he had seen with his own eyes that those Han soldiers would bleed, talk, have shadows, and also die - the Han soldiers who died in battle would have at least a dozen wounds on their bodies, and Que Ji was very skeptical that the only way to kill these people was to cause enough wounds on their bodies to make their blood bleed.

Because these people all have excellent armor, even if they are fighting together, they will suffer less damage than Hu Qi. As long as they are not hit by the kind of fatal blow, they can continue to fight.

At the beginning, they were provoked by the unreasonable fighting style of the Han army, and they fought-for-tat with their opponents.

But as they fought, they found that their outlaw was just blood bravery, far from being comparable to the other party's fanaticism of indifference to life and death.

is the same spear for spear, the Xianbei soldiers will try their best to dodge in order to protect themselves, but the Han army only has opponents in their eyes, in their eyes, there is no consideration for their own safety at all, and they don't even have their own existence, and the only thought is to kill the enemy in front of them!

What happens when an outlaw bandit encounters a true warrior who ignores life and death?

Que Ji and Tuoba Liwei both witnessed this scene with their own eyes, the Xianbei army marched violently, and before the tide of the Han army's counterattack, they only insisted on a stick of incense, and they were contained, and then pushed back!

The tide of yellow scarves is a long drive forward!