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The souls of the warriors are shouting, and the living are roaring.

Liao Hua's death greatly hit Gao Yuan's heart. However, it gave him more strength.

"Suffer death!" He frantically danced the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, a world-shattering weapon that took the lives of countless enemies in his hands.

Pieces of the Huns fell in front of the high horses.

And more and more of his own soldiers fell behind him. They possess extraordinary courage and strength, and they take more enemy lives, double, or double ....... However, man is not a machine after all.

Warriors in the storm, they fought hard to the last of their strength, and they have no regrets.

I just hate not being able to kill another person!

And Gao Yuan is still looking for hope for victory for the soldiers behind him. His eyes were already filled with blood, and he was fixed on the banner of the Hun King not far away.

Looking back suddenly, he saw Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun and Zhou Cang, and behind them, he could already see the figure of the enemy.

Even if there's only one person left!

The blood-dripping Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand pointed at the banner of the Hun King, and said sharply: "Even if you die, you must also call the kitchen spring with a blade." The three of you fought your way out. He died, the Huns fought for the king, you must recapture the four counties and protect the people! Drive! ”

The strong man is gone!

Zhang Liao and the three of them glanced at each other and roared in unison: "Even if you die, you must also call the kitchen spring with your hand!" Drive! ”

On the other side, the king of the Huns never expected that Gao Yuan and his army would have such strong combat effectiveness. With the death of 2,000 of Gao Yuan's army, 6,000 of his own side fell. A full three-fold gap.

However, the gap between the total strength of the two sides has widened from 1 to 5 to 1 to 7 today.

Looking at the figure of the red rabbit horse not far away, Hu Chuquan's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Stop him, kill him!" ”

When the five thousand men of his own army heard this, they moved and gathered high and far. However, no matter how many people there are, they can't attack Gao Yuan at the same time.

Killing frantically, with only enemies around.

Gao Yuan frantically brandished Fang Tian's halberd, killing the enemy in front of him. In later generations, in his heart, only in the hands of generals who really gallop on the battlefield can they truly embody the meaning of long weapons. He often studied on horseback, and he always pursued it, but in later generations, he never had the opportunity to truly understand the meaning, which was the most regrettable thing for him.

And at this moment, he not only found the meaning, but also found the hearts of the famous generals who galloped on the battlefield, found their joy, their pain, and their remorse.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, fierce and fierce! ”

Gao Yuan kept moving forward, blocking the Huns who were angrily slashing everything around him, and at this moment, he finally realized the true meaning of this poem.

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad! ”

In the sound of poetry, the strength gathered in his body, supporting him to advance in the forest of swords, guns and swords.

"The grassland is shameful, it is still snowing, the warriors hate, when will it be destroyed? Ride the iron and step through the lack of Helan Mountain! ”

The enemy in front of him is like layers of shackles. However, the edge in his hand can shatter everything. In the sound of poetry, he kept advancing, and the roads he passed were full of Hun corpses and blood. He is like a demon god who came out of hell, and he will never allow himself to die in remorse.

"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood!"

He really smiled, and in front of his smile, the Huns were afraid.

And Hu Chuquan, who was protected behind countless layers of battle formations, turned extremely ugly when he heard this poem. On the side, the guards saw that Gao Yuan was alone. Although thousands of people surrounded him, he still killed him.

"This, is this still human?" The guards were shocked, and the people around them were shocked by the lofty bravery.

Finally, when Gao Yuan was already less than a hundred paces, the guards couldn't help but shout: "King, quickly withdraw, no, no, transfer, transfer!" ”

"Fart!" Hu Chuquan knocked him off his horse with his cross arm, and he pulled out his scimitar with a loud bang, he would never retreat, let alone move. In that case, he would no longer be the king of the Huns, but a coward, a coward who was spurned by the whole steppe.

However, his body betrayed him, and Hu Chuquan, who forcibly refused to leave, couldn't help but tremble.

Gao Yuan finally understood the true meaning of this peerless poem, which contained great power. He frantically resisted and killed the Huns around him, he had thousands of wounds on his body, and the red rabbit horse had thousands of wounds on his body. However, they still move forward step by step and firmly.

"Start from scratch and clean up the old mountains and rivers ......."

It became more and more difficult to advance Gaoyuan, and when he was sixty steps away from Huchuquan, three or four thousand people densely guarded the Xiongnu king. At this moment, Huchuquan is like a queen bee protected by a group of soldiers. And all around him were blades of height, almost stopped.

Hu Chuquan breathed a sigh of relief, his face recovered a little, he hated fiercely in his heart, waiting for the moment when Gao Yuan fell. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered: "There is such a person in the Central Plains, Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, you people should be grateful to this king for removing a harm for you." You fight, the more chaotic the fight, the better, and then you will know how powerful my Huns are. ”

However, when he was fifty steps away, suddenly, a ball of golden light burst out of Gao Yuan's eyes, and he shouted, "Red Rabbit! ”

Herod~, the psychic red rabbit horse man stood up, and the domineering spirit of the king of the horse made the surrounding peers chaotic and retreated.

Gao Yuan took the opportunity to jump, stepped on the head of the red rabbit horse and flew up. When it fell, he stepped on the heads of the dense Huns and went straight to Huchu Spring.

"What!" Looking at Gao Yuan, who was rushing above the heads of his own soldiers, Hu Chuquan's face changed drastically, and he wanted to leave here quickly, but the cavalry that was densely packed around him to protect him became an obstacle for him for a while.

And Gao Yuan, waiting for such an opportunity, a chance to kill with one blow. The Huns he had stepped on fell from their horses one after another under his strength, and the last one died of a broken cervical vertebrae.

Gao Yuan flew up again, and his figure seemed to have covered the sun in the sky at this moment. All the Huns, under his figure, entered the black heaven and earth. And the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand flashed with a red cold light.

At this moment, time froze again, and the eyes of the soldiers on both sides were all focused on Gao Yuan, who was in the air.

This stopped for a time and did not start again until a voice sounded.

"Chaotianque!"

When, poof~. The scimitar was broken, and Hu Chuquan and his war horse were broken at the same time, and they were torn apart. And Hu Chuquan's two separate faces were filled with horror and shock. One person, one man in an army of 10,000 people rushed into battle alone. Hu Chuquan will never know, and he will never be able to understand what kind of person this is.

Astound!

Shock!

Deter!

When Gao Yuan stood on the ground, not a single Hun around dared to move. When he took the banner of the Hun king from the banner soldiers and stood on his horse, still no one dared to move. When he raised the banner of the Huns with thousands of troops and horses, and folded them in two sections, the Huns were afraid.

And a surge of courage emerged in the hearts of the officers and men of the Gao Yuan Army. That man, the one who stood in the midst of the enemy's thousands, was their leader, a warrior, a true warrior!

The king of the Huns is dead!

The wolf king on the grassland died under the high Fang Tian painting halberd!

With the loss of the wolf king, the pack of wolves is in chaos.

And the soldiers of the Gao Yuan Army chanted Man Jianghong.

Full of red rivers, the famous general Yue Fei looked at the poems made by Dajiang who was dyed red by the blood of Chinese warriors at his feet.

And at this moment, at the foot of Gao Yuan, the grassland is red. However, he will not be empty of sorrow. Because of his soldiers, the grassland was red, and the blood of the Huns stained the grassland red.

The momentum of the Gao Yuan Army, under the leadership of Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, Zhou Cang and other generals, pursued and killed the Huns who had no morale and scattered in a hurry.