The chaos only lasted for a moment, and the guards left behind by the Golden Wolf King were all elite cavalry, and they had a wealth of combat experience. After a while, thousands of cavalry poured out of the camp, ready to give them a counter-charge.

The steppe people are natural riders, and they also take advantage of numbers. The more than 1,000 people in front of him were only startled at the beginning, but after seeing the number of people clearly, they were all relieved.

How dare such a small number of people come and attack our supply camp? When 10,000 of our elite are vegetarians?

More and more cavalry poured out of the camp, and the black pressure was like ink spilled on the ground, slowly pressing towards them.

A moment later, the two streams of people collided violently on the grass, and when the two sides clashed, the steppe people were dumbfounded.

Why was the young man running at the front so strange, how could there be a shiny thing suspended in front of the horse's head, and what was the matter with the light in his hand?

No one answered their questions, and the fire dragon answered them.

This is the first time that Liuhuo has participated in a war with more than 10,000 people, and the sense of oppression brought by tens of millions of people actually made him, an inner disciple, feel small.

There are too many, too many people, too many horses. The galloping horses, the neighing cavalry, when the power of thousands of mortals gathered, actually made the flowing fire feel powerless to resist.

The fire dragon circled and flew into the crowd, and the terrible screams blended together, the intense heat made the skin of the steppe people quickly carbonize, and the strong smell of barbecue in the air made people vomit.

Flowing Fire casts a spell on the head of the Red Scale Horse, and when the Red Scale Horse rushes into the enemy tide, the ice armor quickly turns into a shining ice crystal and slams into the enemy formation.

The ice crystal impact angle is very smooth, showing a blunt triangular shape. Countless red-scaled horsemen were killed on this huge ramming horn, and countless red-scaled horses were knocked to the ground, and then trampled into flesh.

The appearance of the flowing fire did change the fate of the San'in soldiers, and the more than 1,000 dead soldiers all had a deep hatred with the grassland people. Participating in this sneak attack plan, he has no intention of returning alive.

But if a person has a will to die, that is courage. If a person is looking for death, he is stupid.

The flowing fire was like the tip of a long knife, which had pierced into the enemy formation, and the remaining soldiers naturally followed up with the situation, constantly tearing this breakthrough point apart, and gradually turning it into a breakthrough surface.

The soldiers who rushed to the front were lucky, they were lucky enough to be cast by the stray fire. When the Bloodthirsty Berserk Technique was cast on them, their courage suddenly doubled, and their hearing and vision were much more sensitive, and because their physical potential was stimulated, their combat effectiveness actually increased exponentially in a short period of time.

When a spear more than a foot long pierced the chest of the steppe people, the spear-bearer was able to throw the corpse into the sky and then smash it into the enemy's ranks.

When the long sword in his hand drew a white ray, the hardest skull in the human body was actually cut like tofu.

Even some soldiers were slashed by the scimitars of the steppe people, not knowing the pain, but jumped down and threw down the enemy, turning into a pile of minced meat on the grassland.

In such a short moment, the cavalry tide composed of more than 3,000 grassland people was actually pierced by these thousand Chu State soldiers.

At that moment, there were only two words in the hearts of all the prairie people: "crazy"

Although the time was short, Liuhuo felt like he had walked through the ghost gate.

The circling fire dragon consumed too much mana for him, and for every enemy he burned, he had to consume one mana, not to mention that he was facing thousands of cavalry.

Every time an enemy is knocked down, the ice crystal collision angle will weaken a little, and the number of collisions will increase, and countless cracks will appear in the collision angle.

When the fire came out, the horns shattered, and the fire dragon was unable to support it, and disappeared into the air at the same time.

Thankfully, there were no more crowds of enemies in front of them, only cavalry pouring out of the camp, and these cavalry did not have time to form a charge, but only ran towards them in twos and threes.

The poisonous knife Liu noticed the abnormality of the flowing fire, and felt that he urged the horse to run in front of the flowing fire and block the enemy in front of the flowing fire.

The soldiers of the Chu State looked at the god-like flowing fire, and couldn't help but think of the rumors in the Tiandu City.

"Could he be the general's brother of the Awakened..."

"No, you can't let the adults take any more risks, protect the adults..."

Numerous cavalry overtook the stray fire, protected him tightly in the flow of people, and rushed towards the supply battalion.

At this time, there was a very strange situation on the battlefield. Thousands of Shanyin cavalry rushed towards the supply camp in formation, followed by more than 3,000 grassland cavalry, black and oppressed like a swarm of flies.

Although there were still six or seven thousand enemies in front of the cavalry of the Chu State, these enemies were all future and scattered enemy cavalry in formation, and they pounced in groups of three or five, which became the most taboo 'refueling tactic' in the tactics

Wave after wave of red-scaled cavalry was crushed, and the San'in cavalry was getting closer and closer to the supply camp.

The pursuers behind the San'in cavalry were already in a hurry, took off their riding bows and fired arrows at the sneak attackers, and countless San'in cavalry were shot alive.

However, even if they died, their direction was forward, and none of them turned around.

Poison knife Liu looked at the supply camp that was getting closer and closer, and his heart became more and more anxious, and the sandalwood core that was tied to his neck emitted a faint green light.

After a while, countless vines sprang out of the ground of the supply camp, wrapped around the wooden fence, and pulled desperately.

The makeshift fence couldn't resist the pull of the vines, and it fell to the ground with a bang in a few moments.

At that moment, the San'in cavalry rushed into the supply camp.

The crowd quickly dispersed, and everyone took out the leather bags in their arms and splashed the grease, sulfur and other ignitions in it everywhere.

Piles of hay are the focus, dense tents are not spared, and even the cattle and sheep in captivity are not left behind.

After a while, the supply camp was filled with flames and smoke.

The San'in cavalry did not entangle with the enemy at all, they had only one purpose, to set fire. Even if he was stabbed several times in the body, before he died, he would throw the torch into the haystack.

The supply of the steppe army was very simple, nothing more than a large amount of jerky and cattle and sheep that came with the army. Among them, the cattle and sheep that came were the big heads, and there were hundreds of thousands of them.

Although these cattle and sheep were scattered into dozens of free-range herds, there were too many of them, and when one of them fled in fright by the fire, the whole herd was shocked.

Livestock covered in flames collided everywhere, and hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep poured out of the camp like a tsunami, instantly smashing the army formation of thousands of cavalry.

The leader of the tribe guarding the camp had raised his scimitar, but instead of slashing at the enemy, he slashed at his own neck. The sin of losing supplies was too great, and he had no way but to die.

The cattle and sheep that the people ate ran away, and even the large amount of forage needed for the war horses was burned. Seeing that the task was completed, Liuhuo hurriedly asked the poisonous knife Liu to order.

"Gather the brothers immediately, let's break through and run to the west, I have checked there, there are not many enemies..."

Soon the scattered cavalry began to converge around the flowing fire, trying to break through to the west.

Liuhuo looked at the more than 200 wounded cavalrymen around him, and sighed in his heart. More than 800 good guys died in the war.

Liuhuo was very emotional, but these survivors were elated. Because none of them knew that this was a mortal mission, and no one expected that so many people would survive.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes on the flowing fire are a little more fanatical.

The steppe people had no interest in chasing them, and all the steppe people were anxious to chase after the fleeing cattle and sheep, and they could only watch the sneak attackers run away.

......

When the Golden Wolf King listened to the herald's report, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and said, "Zhongli, Zhongli. You are really ruthless enough, you want to win or lose in a battle, you want to drain the blood of the steppe people, your appetite is too great"

"Now I admit that you are a hero, but there should not be two heroes on this land. The Golden Wolf King looked around and spoke under the bewildered gazes of the people around him.

"Pass my order, the Golden Wolf Army is ready to charge, and I will personally go into battle..."

The Golden Wolf King raised his hand to stop the dissuasion of his subordinates, and said softly, "If we just escape, even if we escape Zhongli's pursuit, we grassland people will forever lose the courage to go south." The current battlefield is already a war between me and Zhongli, and I will rush to the front line, and you..."

The Golden Wolf King looked at the leaders of the other clans and said.

"You have fulfilled your responsibilities as a steppe people, and if you are willing to follow, follow them. If you don't want to, I won't blame, and I'll leave everything to the Red Scale Horse God to decide. ”

After saying that, the Golden Wolf King turned over and rushed into the battlefield, followed by the most elite Golden Wolf Army under him.

When the Golden Wolf Army had just moved, Zhongli was no longer silent.

The five thousand horsemen surrounding him mounted their horses, and Zhongli rode in front of the formation and shouted.

"The infantry formed a defensive formation, and the Chinese cavalry followed me to charge. Target: Golden Wolf King..."

Before the words fell, Zhongli jumped forward, and the Chinese cavalry followed. The tide of cavalry formed a sharp triangular assault formation, aiming directly at the Golden Wolf King.

At this moment, the people of San'in were no longer defensive, and the duel of heroes and fates began.

"Zhongli, you finally moved, I really didn't misunderstand you. Heroes don't shrink into their shells, and with an opponent like you, I will die without regrets..."The scimitar clenched in both hands of the Golden Wolf King emitted a faint light.

"Golden Wolf King, this battle is not only a battle between you and me, but also a battle of fate between the two nations. I have nothing but admiration for you, you are a nightmare in the hearts of all Nanren, but you are definitely a hero among the steppe people..."The big sword in Zhongli's hand was as brilliant as the dazzling sunlight.

The faint light of the scimitar began to spread on the Golden Wolf King's body, like a bright moonlight covering his body.

The dazzling white light of the long sword became more and more intense, and gradually it was no longer possible to see the original appearance, like a small sun rushing forward.

When the sun and the moon collided in the center of the battlefield, the dazzling light covered the entire battlefield.

The brilliance was like substance, stinging everyone's eyes. Countless horses fell to their knees because they couldn't bear the pressure of the light, overturning the knights on their horses.

Everyone forgot about fighting, covering their eyes with their hands to resist the blazing glare of the light, and desperately trying to gauge the situation on the battlefield, although it was somewhat futile.

The collision of the two heroes made everyone forget their original purpose for a while. There were even grassland people and Sanyin people standing side by side to see what happened after the light.