The Turks under the wolf's head were taken by surprise, they didn't expect Qin Shubao to dare to attack a team ten times their size with a team of 2,000 people. "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" They gave orders in their own language to the fleeing rout, but no one listened, and the frightened warriors of the tribe pushed and wailed in front of the army, which not only prevented the cavalry from speeding up, but also disrupted the reinforcements.

"Cut!" The Turkic Khan under the wolf's head gritted his teeth and spat out a word, then slammed the reins and rushed towards Qin Shubao's war horse. You can't let the other party rush over like this, otherwise if you don't wait for the Central Plains people to do it, you can crush your own team just by breaking out. Hundreds of guards saw that the khan took the initiative to meet the battle, and also rushed forward with shouts. They kicked their horses in the belly with their heels and swung their knives, cutting down everything that stood in their way, and in an instant they opened a bloody passage through the chaos.

In order to keep the whole group, he did not hesitate to bite the weakest ones to death. This is the way of survival of wolves, and both the killer and the killed feel right. The routs were awakened by the bloodlight, crying out and moving out of the way. Those who really couldn't dodge threw themselves to the ground with their heads in their hands, trying not to be trampled to death on the spot by the horses that were speeding overhead. In a few breaths, the Turkic Khan and Qin Shubao, who were leading the army, met head-on, and neither of them hesitated, and immediately swung their weapons at each other's bodies.

Qin Shubao's lance is long and fast, and the speed is unbelievably fast. The Turkic Khan suffered a loss in his weapons, and had to change his tactics to block the fight, only to listen to "Cangchang!" With a loud bang, the Zhangba lance paused abruptly in mid-air, and at the same time, a four-foot-long and three-inch-wide grassland scimitar flew into the air.

"Ah--" Losing his weapon, the Turkic Khan's wolf-like trombone, waving his sour arm, pounced on Qin Shubao. Qin Shubao shook the lance and slammed it into the other's chest. The Turks were dressed in leather armor and could defend against stray arrows, but not against blunt attacks. Seeing that the Turkic Khan was about to be smashed by the lance and broke his tendons, a white shadow suddenly flashed in the oblique thorn, and the yellow fat horse under Qin Shubao's crotch raised its front hooves with a sad roar, and slammed the owner on his back directly to the ground.

The change in an instant shocked everyone. The soldiers who followed behind Qin Shubao instinctively turned their horses' heads so as not to injure their own commander. The wolf rider who followed behind the Turkic Khan quickly urged the war horse and tried to dissect Qin Shubao's corpse.

Huang Fat Horse is a good horse in a thousand, and he has cooperated with Qin Shubao for nearly ten years, and he has never made such a mistake. It roared sadly, and used its body to block Qin Shubao's side, blocking the Turkic wolf rider who pounced. One, two, three, and more than a dozen grassland scimitars that were originally slashed at Qin Shubao were all slashed at its body. The blood flowed like a waterfall, and the yellow fat horse shook and collapsed with a bang. A wolf rider quickly jumps over its body, trying to preempt its companion to perform a miracle. At the moment when the horse's hooves fell, the man saw a pair of bright golden maces.

Qin Shubao, who got up from the pool of blood, pulled out a golden mace under the saddle, smashed the head of the horse that rushed in front of him, and broke the Turks on horseback with another mace. Without waiting for a new opponent to pounce, he roared angrily, and rushed to the wolf rider who was fighting with his own soldiers beside him, smashing both sides and smashing the opponent's men and horses. Then he swept off two horses' legs, flew a scimitar, jumped over the corpse that had fallen to the ground and leaned towards the Turkic Khan. More than a dozen Turkic warriors surrounded him, trying to block his way, or intercepted by Qin Shubao's own soldiers, or were killed by Qin Shubao himself.

For more than 20 years, Qin Shubao has never suffered such a big loss. The death of the yellow fat horse made him completely furious, and he danced like a spinning wheel, touching him to death. The number of wolf horsemen who followed the Turkic Khan to break through the chaotic army was not large, and they were blocked by Qin Shubao's personal guards, so they could no longer continue to advance, so they could only stop and fight with the county soldiers. The enemy and us are stuck in one place, and they can no longer take care of the formation and queue. Both sides were red-eyed, and the scene was chaotic.

Luo Shixin was only thirty steps away from Qin Shubao, but he just couldn't break through the distance of more than thirty steps. The rout, the enemy's reinforcements, his own brothers, and countless people stood in front of his horse's head, so that he had the heart to go forward to rescue but could not exert half of his strength. A Turkic wolf rider charged at him with a scimitar, and he flew with a single lance. But immediately after that, another wolf rider screamed and pounced on him, like a moth to a fire.

"Stay in formation and move closer to me!" Luo Shixin once again provoked an enemy, turned his head and shouted to the brothers beside him. The enemy's reinforcements were ten times that of the county soldiers, and the strategy of using the rout to charge the battle failed, so he had to rescue Qin Shubao as soon as possible and then disengage from the enemy.

"Woo-woo-woo!" The tragic sound of the horn resounded across the battlefield. "Move closer to General Luo! Move closer to General Luo! After hearing the sound of the horn, Zhang Jiang, Zhao Wei and others responded with angry shouts. The county soldiers who had not fallen into the enemy formation regrouped their formations and formed a hammer led by Luo Shixin, Zhang Jiang and others. This iron hammer smashed at the Turks and the rout again, smashing the obstacles on the way, and approaching Qin Shubao, who was already covered in blood.

However, between breaths, there were only three guards left around Qin Shubao. A Turkic cavalryman rushed with a sword, and Qin Shubao jumped to avoid the horse's head, and then swept away, smashing the enemy's backbone directly. The nearest soldier reached out and grabbed the reins of the horse, "Quick, second brother, get on the horse!" ”。 As soon as the words fell, there was another white shadow in the stabbing stab, and the horse that was grabbed by the reins and the mount under the crotch of the pro-soldier stood up at the same time.

"Sigh-yo-yo!" The two horses screamed, their bodies trembling. Qin Shubao took a step forward, holding the brother who was about to fall off the horse with the golden mace in his left hand, and swept backwards with the golden mace in his right hand. He swept the air, and the White Shadow swerved halfway through, avoiding the golden mace, and pounced on the mounts of the other two pro-soldiers.

The white light was like a ghost, and wherever it floated, the war horses would automatically avoid it. Not only were the mounts of the soldiers frightened, but most of the Turkic horses were also hesitant. While everyone was in a hurry, the Turkic Khan, who had been repelled by Qin Shubao and Yihe, rushed over with several of his own soldiers, each with a hard spear in his hand, and directly took Qin Shubao.

"Second brother, be careful!" The three pro-soldiers jumped off their mounts and protected Qin Shubao. Their blood stained the shaft of the spear red, and Qin Shubao jumped over the corpse of a brother and smashed the wolf rider with his mace. A blood-dripping spear stabbed him in the shoulder, and Qin Shubao smashed it with a swing, and then smashed the head of another sneaking horse with a backhand.

The Turkic warrior, who was unable to react, fell headlong on his horse, and Qin Shubao stomped his neck. Then step over the carcass of the war horse and meet the Turkic Khan. The khan, who wanted to take advantage, didn't expect Qin Shubao to be so brave after being injured, "Ahhh Qin Shubao dodged the tip of the spear, took a step diagonally, and smashed his mace into the opponent's horse's neck.

At that moment, the white shadow floated back again. Qin Shubao heard the exclamation behind him, and had to withdraw the golden mace and rush to avoid it. The ghost fell from where he had just stood, as light as a feather. But the "feather" was too big, the size of a half-year-old foal. The whole body was as white as snow in the moonlight, and only two points of gold flashed in one pair of eyes, brilliant as electricity.

"Wolves!" Qin Shubao suddenly remembered the story that Xu Zi had told him, the Turks respected wolves. This foal-sized silver wolf is obviously guarding the sacred relics of the tribe. The strange thing that the war horse lost control just now must be its masterpiece. A strange cold feeling went from his head to the soles of his feet, and in front of those golden eyes, Qin Shubao, who was usually fearless, couldn't lift his hammer.

"Huh--" The Silver Wolf King let out a long howl, and the horses of both the enemy and the enemy who rushed forward stopped one after another. In the next moment, it jumped up in the air and pounced on Qin Shubao like lightning. At the same time, the cunning Turkic Khan jumped off his mount and stabbed his flat-ended spear into Qin Shubao's lower abdomen.

"Shameless!" Twenty paces away, Luo Shixin shouted and cursed, but the mount under his crotch was reluctant to step forward no matter how much he urged. Seeing that Qin Shubao was one against two, first dodging the bloody mouth of the Silver Wolf King, and then stabbing the Turkic Khan's full strength. Without waiting for Qin Shubao to fight back, the Silver Wolf King pounced from behind again, and the Turkic Khan, who had been given a chance to breathe, picked up a scimitar from the corpse and pounced on Qin Shubao again.

"Bell!" Qin Shubao knocked the scimitar of the Turkic Khan, but was bitten by the Silver Wolf King. He shook in pain and crouched down. The Turkic Khan grinned and grabbed his wrists, and the Silver Wolf King roared and bared his bloody fangs.

The county soldiers jumped off their horses and desperately stepped forward to rescue. The Turks also jumped off their horses and laughed madly to stop them. These bloodthirsty peoples were going to witness their patron gods bite Qin Shubao's neck, and that would mean that their tribes would be blessed with the greatest blessings.

At this moment, the Silver Wolf King suddenly closed his bloody mouth. It abandons its prey, raises its head, and stares wide into the crowd. "Bite him, bite him quickly!" The Turkic Khan, who was fighting with Qin Shubao for weapons, begged hoarsely. His strength is far less than that of Uncle Qin, and although he has temporarily grabbed the lead, his forehead is already full of green muscles.

"Woo-woo-woo" The Silver Wolf King let out another long howl, and the murderous aura in his whole body disappeared instantly. It abandoned Qin Shubao, ignored the exhausted Turkic Khan, and jumped out of the crowd. The extremely nervous soldiers of both sides were dumbfounded, unable to react correctly for a while, so they had to watch as it broke through a passage between the two armies and pounced on a black horse hurrying in the distance.

"Ganro! It's really you! Under the starlight, a voice trembled. Woo-woo! The Silver Wolf King's howl turned into a wail of grievance, and it raised its head and grabbed the chest of the black-armored general who had jumped off the horse with its front paws, and tears glistened in its eyes, like a wronged puppy.

Drinker's note: Yesterday I yelled on the streets of Melbourne for two hours, and my voice was hoarse. While the Western prostitutes still keep their mouths, China's elites still look at these more than 10,000 hot-blooded brothers with contempt, after all, we have done a part of what we can.

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