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"This is the Di people?"

Looking at Di Qi in front of him, who was dressed in the same way as Hu Daren, but in pure black armor, the surprise in Zhu Biao's eyes flashed, and all he left was hesitation.

Baishan Chishui is the territory of the Hu people, how can there be such a large force of Di riding over? The scale of Di Qi's exploration is more than 10,000 people.

Is Hu Di really intimate when he merges?

"Give me a trial—"

"Don't worry, the marshal will keep them all to spit out." Hou Nuodao, the commander of the Dysprosium.

"Grandchildren, listen, people die well and depend on death, if you want to die, be happy, and if you are not guilty, you will honestly explain what you are here for, otherwise, the lord will torture you for ten days and eight nights, so that you can't survive and die, believe it or not......"

……

An hour later, a pen and paper were sent to Zhu Biao.

"It turned out to be a coincidence!" 10,000 Di rode to Baishan Chishui to collect soldiers, arrows, war armor and war horses and sheep. As a result, he crashed into the current game and was blocked by Zhu Biao outside the red water.

"There are tens of thousands of craftsmen in the Wushi Royal Court, which is not a small number!"

"10,000 craftsmen is only the amount transferred from Wuji, and the Wushi Royal Court itself should also have tens of thousands of craftsmen. Baishan Chishui is different from Yanran Mountain in Wuweituo...... "The latter has already moved to the west.

"Eat this Di Qi first, and then step through the white mountain and red water-"

Zhu Biao had been outside the court of Wushi, he ambushed and Qu Bobo, took advantage of the victory to chase to the foot of the white mountain, and confronted the Hu cavalry guarded by the royal court for a whole day, and he really couldn't find the opportunity to fight the horse and withdraw.

Kunhun Dugai has nearly 70,000 cavalry under his command, although most of them are tribal forces with low combat power, but Zhu Biao only has 16,000 cavalry, and it is extremely difficult to eat four times the enemy army raw.

So he led his troops back, ready to kill first. Mobilize Kunhun Dugai. I didn't want to kill before the bloody knife was killed, but I ran into the 10,000 Di cavalry who galloped in.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Thirteen thousand horsemen rushed towards the Di soldiers and horses, and the remaining three thousand horsemen retreated far away with nearly a thousand wounded soldiers.

There is no nearby base, and the problem of wounded soldiers alone makes Zhu Biao troubled. He himself is not a cold-blooded general who ruthlessly regards the lives of soldiers as ants, so he can only bear this heavy burden, and the hooves of the horses of Hedong Jingqi are tied to a large part of the strict fetters.

If he doesn't solve this problem, which seems to be impossible to solve at all, Zhu Biao can't really do it. After all, the situation in the Northern Han Dynasty was improving, and things were not to the point of being extremely critical, and he couldn't do the thing of tying the seriously wounded to a horse and taking it away.

An eagle's cry landed on Murong Feng's shoulder. The strong body didn't shake for a moment. Murong Feng took the note from the bamboo tube at Feiying's feet, frowned, and sighed.

"My lord, what do you mean by Kunhun? When will reinforcements arrive? ”

"Kunhun wants us to entangle the Han army and support them until they arrive. Sixty or seventy miles away. They are now at the foot of the White Mountains. ”

"Sixty or seventy miles, less than two hours to come. There are only more than 10,000 Han troops, how can we not be entangled? Kunhun is too underestimated. ”

Murong Feng's cold eyes swept over his subordinates, and a few Di clan warriors who were still indignant just now and felt that they had been underestimated immediately fell silent. "If I sue you, the Han cavalry of more than 10,000 people has just defeated the army of 50,000 people. Three standing 10,000 cavalry, 20,000 tribes are strong, and more than seventy percent of them have died in battle. Do you still feel like you're being underestimated? ”

For two hours, judging from the strength of this Han army, whether he could support it, Murong Feng was really skeptical.

"Newspaper—"

"Your Excellency. The Han army is coming......"

"Pass my order, the whole army retreats-" Murong Feng instantly paid attention. He wanted to delay the contact with the Han army as much as possible and try his best to entangle.

However, the Di riders, who had never fought with Zhu Biao, soon suffered a big loss. They didn't expect the speed of the Hedong cavalry to be so fast at all.

When Zhu Zhong led the headquarters to detour to the front to intercept Di Qi, the main force led by Zhu Biao immediately increased the speed by more than one grade. It was a slow closing distance. After the acceleration of the main army, it quickly shortened, and the twenty-mile road was rushed to kill in a quarter of an hour.

At this time, Di Qi, and Murong Feng at this time, had just recovered from Zhu Zhong's rapid attack, and the whole army was fighting seriously.

Murong Feng finally supported it for two hours, and he led his troops to run for more than an hour before, and then ...... The fight didn't seem to take as long as he ran after leading the troops.

Kunhun Dugai led 50,000 troops to kill, but he did not see Di Qi at Murong Feng's agreed place. Ten thousand horses galloped by, and the traces on the grassland could not be concealed, and the fifty thousand Hu horses galloped along the traces for nearly an hour, and a bloody meadow appeared in front of them.

The sun was at noon, and on the battlefield that had been simply cleaned, thousands of corpses lay in wait. Murong Feng's dead head was inserted in a spear and erected next to Di Qi's battle flag.

"Not good!" Kunhun Dugai sent the Condor Shooter to trace the traces of the retreat of the Han army. When the eagle archery came to report, the Han army, which was going south, turned around after running for more than ten miles, and turned to the direction of Baishan Chishui. Kunhun Dugai is so scared that his soul is about to fly!

The 50,000 Hu horsemen, who galloped for a hundred miles, just took a breath, and immediately rushed back towards the royal court under the urging of Kunhun Dugai. It wasn't slower than it had been, and it was even a point faster.

"Dashuai, Hu Gou's team has caught up." A Dysprosium galloped in from the rear of the troops. He did not dismount, but immediately turned his horse's head and galloped away.

"Dashuai, Hu Gou's team is very fast, and it has reached the Chishui River."

"Marshal, the Hugou team is twenty miles away from our army."

"Dashuai, the dog has crossed the hills."

One after another, Dysprosis rode and galloped, immediately conveying a clear message to the soldiers: war was about to begin.

The Hedong soldiers who also galloped a hundred miles became excited, and they began to exchange ears and tidy up their swords, guns, and mounts.

Zhu Biao galloped back and forth on such a large scale, obviously mobilizing Hu Qi to eat ashes behind his buttocks, although the soldiers could not feel the specific plan, they could detect the initiative they occupied. This is enough to make them forget about the disadvantage of the number of people and get excited.

Zhu Biao sat on the horse with a peaceful expression, and there was a faint excitement in his eyes.

14,000 horsemen against 50,000 Hu horsemen. Or under the White Mountain, he may be attacked by Hu cavalry reinforcements at any time, this kind of adventurous fighting, of course he is excited.

Adventure can stir up passion in people's hearts!

Although it is more reassuring to be safe and secure in battle, the latter is undoubtedly more attractive, just like a dignified battle and a surprise attack. Zhu Biao dared to pack a ticket, Kunhun Dugai would not have thought that he would be ambushed under the White Mountain.

If Zhu Biao could be more ruthless, let more than a thousand wounded soldiers and hundreds of combat forces drive the war horses, and pretend to be a large army to confuse and attract Kunhun Dugai. If he returns to the army and attacks the White Mountain Royal Court, it will inevitably be a brilliant victory. But he did not choose to do so, and he was more willing to take the risk than to pay the lives of his wounded soldiers for a brilliant victory.

As long as this battle eats or disperses Kunhun's army, the entire Baishan Chishui will be under Zhu Biao's control.

The place where Zhu Biao set up an ambush is called Mazuipo. This is the name of the place as seen on the marching map captured from the Di cavalry. The slope is flat and wide, which is especially suitable for the acceleration of cavalry charges, and can greatly increase the power of one's own cavalry when charging. Naturally, it will be able to suppress the speed of the enemy riders below for a certain period of time.

Looking up and down from the mountains, the bottom of Mazui Slope is a half-moon arc-shaped meadow, with a radius of three or four miles. At the top and waist of the Half Moon Arc are two wooded hills.

Hu rode to the ground and silently looked at the dust and smoke rising in front of him.

Kunhun Dugai stopped his horse. Looking at the Mazui slope in the distance. The Condor Shooter has come to report that the Han army has crossed Mazuipo, and there are still about ten miles away from the troops. After running hard for most of the day, I finally caught up with Zhu Biao.

"Sue sù the ministries. Get up to speed. The thief is in front of him, and the opportunity to be rewarded for meritorious service is at hand. Kunhun Dugai said excitedly to the herald behind him.

The speed of the Han army was slowing down, and Kunhun Dugai was not surprised. The Han army has already fought a battle, and it has never been idle before. Both manpower and horsepower have been worn out, and now they are galloping for more than 100 miles. It is rare to be able to still be ten miles ahead of your own army.

Han Gang and Han Meng's brothers were at the front of the line, and behind them was the queue divided into trap camps. Zhu Biao has made up for the trapped camp again, and since he entered Baishan Chishui, he has not allowed them to participate in several battles, so there are still a lot of eight hundred people.

The first two rows are knife players, part-time marksmen, Zhu Biao got a B-level class command fragment last time, and he has synthesized a new class command and upgraded the C-level bow and crossbow.

The middle five rows are spearmen and broadswordsmen, who are the main force of the trap in the camp, and the weapons are relatively miscellaneous, not only limited to spears and broadswords, but also heavy axes and maces.

The last row is the axemen. Eight rows of eight hundred people!

Zhu Zhenguo was placed in the middle of the first row. The atmosphere on the battlefield was very tense and depressing, and he couldn't breathe. He followed the method taught by Zhu Biao, took a deep breath, and then squirted out with his mouth. The breath that looked like pulling a bellows attracted the attention of the soldier next to him. The soldier was a veteran and laughed silently at Zhu Zhenguo. Zhu Zhenguo felt a little embarrassed, and his face immediately turned red.

No one spoke up. Even the horses behind the trapped camp felt the impending battle, and one by one they held their heads high and pricked up their ears, ready to accept the orders from their masters.

Zhu Biao beat his horse down the mountain, and in his field of vision, Kunhun Dugai's army finally appeared in front of him. First, there was a black sword decorated with nine knots, and then there was a whirlwind of Hu Qi, one, several, dozens, hundreds, a group, one piece, overwhelmingly pouring out of the horizon in a blink of an eye.

The sound of Hu Qi's horse's hooves was like a small drum being beaten, which was faintly audible at first, and gradually became louder and louder, denser and denser, more and more deafening, and the ground under his feet also shook violently.

Zhu Biao was calm, and there was even a smug smile on his face

The horses in the formation began to shake their heads and tails, and became restless, their hooves kept staggering, their sneezes kept sneezing, and some of the horses even rushed out of the queue half of their bodies.

Zhu Zhenguo's violent heartbeat seemed to be slowly adapting to the suffocating atmosphere, his slightly trembling hands could already firmly grasp the bow and arrows, and the bellows-like breathing had unconsciously returned to normal. His mind was already attracted by the overwhelming Hu Qi on the slope, and he completely forgot about the nervousness.

Zhu Biao raised his right hand in anticipation. The herald beside him immediately puffed out his cheeks and blew the horn that had been placed on his lips a long time ago. The sound of a long horn resounded throughout Mazuipo.

"Ho-ho, ho-hoo......" The soldiers raised their weapons and let out an earth-shattering cry from their chests. All the soldiers were boiling with blood, and they were all included in this shouting in unison. All of them stirred up the fighting spirit of their whole bodies in this deafening roar.

In the status bar, the morale value has crossed 95 points, and it is approaching the full value little by little.

Fourteen thousand against fifty thousand, what's the big deal. Back then, Xiyang City had 10,000 against 120,000, and it was not clean and neat?

Fear, panic, timidity, all the qiē turned into clouds of smoke at this moment. Gone.

Zhu Zhenguo was infected by this atmosphere, and his body was full of infinite strength. He opened his eyes wide, blushed, and lifted the heavy shield and bow with all his strength, roaring hoarsely. For the first time, he felt that there was more to war than just cruelty. There is also such a charming and seductive side.

"Attacking ......" Zhu Biao raised his spear, rode on the green horse with his front legs raised and his head neighing, and let out a roaring roar to his subordinates, and then the green horse rushed out like the wind.

Zhu Biao - Riding alone to rush into battle!

Kun Hun Dugai was very nervous, he had already realized that he had fallen for Zhu Biao's plan again, and took his 50,000 cavalry to dance with Zhu Biao's baton again.

When I saw the neatly lined Han army on the Mazui slope. The hearts of the 50,000 Hu riders are also in chaos. They have been fooled by the enemy!

And Zhu Biao didn't give them time to adjust, the horn of attack sounded directly, and Kunhun Dugai didn't suddenly wake up until he heard the horn that rushed into the sky, and they suddenly realized that they had 'pursued' the enemy. Although the enemy waits for work. They seized the favorable terrain and took the lead in attacking, but after all, they had an absolute advantage in numbers, and this advantage and geographical advantage were relatively not of decisive significance.

Kunhun Dugai immediately shouted to the tooth soldiers beside him, "Blow the trumpet." Charge. ”

A 10,000-strong cavalry commander next to him immediately reminded him: "Zuo Da Danghu, our pursuit speed is too fast. The formation has been in chaos, is it better to reorganize the team first, and then fight a decisive battle with Hangou? ”

"We have 50,000 horsemen to deal with him, and 10,000 to ride him, and we can trample him to death if we step on him." Kun Hun Dugai didn't want to scold people, and he didn't want to sweep away his morale anymore, so he was 'arrogant'. Instead of scolding in your heart, idiot, you say you won't fight if you don't fight. You want to form a whole army, will Zhu Biao give you time?

But verbally, he continued to shout "excitedly", "Kill, kill......"

The slope of the Mazui slope helped Zhu Biao's cavalry accelerate to the limit in a short time. 10,000 Hedong elite cavalry shouted the might of the Han army and rushed towards Hu Cai.

Zhu Biao's prominent position is getting farther and farther forward, and he is getting farther and farther away from the soldiers led by Dou Bing and Feng Enjiang at the back.

10,000 Hedong Elite Cavalry penetrated through the gaps on both sides of the trap camp and in the array.

Suddenly, the horn sounded again.

It's the enemy, it's the Hu cavalry camp.

A roar faintly came from Zhu Biao's front, "Get on the arrow......"

"Putting ......"

The sky was full of arrows and black oppression, like a black cloud before a storm, which made people tremble. The howling sound of high-speed arrows tearing through the air, like the sneer of Hades, the ghostly aura enveloped the entire Mazui slope.

Thousands of arrows fell towards Zhu Biao, and Kun Hun Dugai recognized this Han general who stood out on a single horse, the same Zhu Biao who wantonly insulted and insulted him at the foot of the White Mountain. Kun Hun was pleasantly surprised, if he could shoot him...... Isn't the entire Hedong Army chaotic?

Dense arrows like a rainstorm fell from the sky, and Zhu Biao didn't use his sleeves. After all, he is not a Zhenyuan Great Immortal, and with one move, he can really accommodate heaven and earth in mustard seeds. There were so many arrows falling from the top of his head, not to mention that Zhu Biao couldn't fit in one sleeve, even the whole dress.

So he directly waved out the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve, and at the same time, his whole body overflowed. When the dense arrows hit Zhu Biao's three feet around, he immediately encountered a layer of moon-white cloth curtains, blocking all the arrows in the sky.

Inside the curtain, which outsiders can't see, there is a transparent and invisible protective shield, and any arrow that falls on it will be stationary, fall, and even bounce away.

Hu rode up and down and had no chance to shoot a second arrow. The four-hoofed galloping green horse was a dazzling blue light, and in the next moment, it went straight into the black-brown Hu Qi.

The spear danced, the stump and the arm were broken, the bloody rain and the bloody wind, within five zhang, were completely shrouded by Zhu Biao's swaying.

"Thief, Hugh is rampant—"

In the midst of the flesh flying, a python whip flew in. An envoy dressed in white robes swooped in.

He knew who he was facing, this was a demon that even the Innate Grandmaster could kill. But he was resolute and fearless, looking at the big bearded warriors who died in Zhu Biao's rage, and the whole person burned like a fire.

Zhu Biao no longer scared him, at least, at this moment, there was no fear in his eyes.

The python whip is a rare weapon on the prairie, but this holy envoy is really like coming to life, and it is not inferior to the top masters of the Central Plains.

The jet-black python whip is a jet-black python, crawling towards Zhu Biao.

It's already a foot above your head! Surprise instantly rose in the heart of the Holy Envoy.

But at this time......

Zhu Biao raised his head and suddenly smiled leisurely at him, and the Holy Envoy felt a dark tide tightly wrap him tightly, and Wan Jun pressure squeezed towards him from every inch of space.

I was horrified, was Zhu Biao already so powerful before he made a move? Roar and make a move with all your strength!

The python whip shrank and flicked, rolled up a storm, and went straight to Zhu Biao's face!

The air seemed to be torn from the skin, and it made an astonishing screech.

(To be continued)