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Anaqiongqi zhīdàuǒ told the thousand cavalry commanders and ten thousand cavalry commanders under Sù about the matter of the Golden Wolf Army, no matter who it was, they would instantly fight violently, and they would no longer dare to despise this small-scale Han army in the valley.

Because as long as you are a warrior on the prairie, you will be powerful and fierce in the Golden Wolf Army of the Right Xian Wang!

But he couldn't.

He can't break this monument that his warriors admire in their hearts, so that although it will make his generals lose their contempt, there is also kěnéng that will make his generals dye fear.

Compared with the blue wolf army, which had only appeared on the battlefield for a long time in Wang Ting, the golden wolf army of Uwei Tuo could be described as a great achievement, and it had turned the tide several times and avoided the loss of a greater step in the Hu cavalry. For example, Li Huizu fought back against the battle of Beiling.

The iron cavalry of the Han army, which opened the way with gunpowder, was overwhelmed, but was resisted by the golden wolf army with flesh and blood. After that battle, almost all the golden wolf troops of the Right Xian Wang's department became 'gods'.

Their influence has long surpassed that of a single Youxian Wang, and has become a benchmark for the entire Hu cavalry army. Now that the myth has been shattered, it will affect the morale of the whole clan.

U Wei Tuo's handwritten letter had reached Anaqiongqi in two days, and in addition to asking him to annihilate this small Han army in the valley at any cost, he was asked to temporarily block any news related to the Golden Wolf Army. In this way, after annihilating this small Han army in the valley, he told the public, so as to smooth out the waves brought by the defeat of the Golden Wolf Army to Hu Cai.

On the 30th day, the two sides had a good Chinese New Year's Eve.

In fact, in the afternoon, Ana Qiongqi could attack, but thinking that it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he pressed down.

Although the influence of the New Year's festival among the Hu people is not as good as the three sacrifices, it is also the second only festival in the middle of the year, and it is the end of the year, and it is not easy for Anaqiongqi to let his soldiers die in this one.

The battle was moved to the next day, the first day of the new year. The twenty-first year of the Great Zhou Taiping, January 1, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"Woo woo ......" horn sounded.

The swishing cold wind swirled and echoed in the valley, and the wind outside became louder.

The Han army remained silent on its side, except for the red battle flags flying high, not even a few heads were exposed.

The first batch of Hu cavalry to attack the defense line had three or four hundred people, and no matter how many they were, they would not be able to open up in the valley. These people all dismounted and walked, it should be said that they were Hu Bing. They were divided into two teams, the front one all armed with scimitars and leather shields, which were the kind of round shields they used in mǎshàng. It's not big, just enough to cover your chest or your face. The rear team was all archers, approaching inward under the cover of the front group of Hu soldiers.

Although the wind whirling in the valley is very strong, the bow and arrow are also useful.

The attacking Hu Bingqian cavalry commander looked cautiously for a moment at the first ice wall sixty or seventy paces away, and saw that the ice wall inside was flat-chested and almost transparent, and the back was really an ambush. Only then did he grit his teeth, put on a shield, and led his troops to quickly rush towards the ice wall.

"Whoosh" front, top. The intertwined arrows and crossbow arrows were woven into a large net together with the Yellow Spring, and they were overwhelmingly shot at Hu Bing.

In the arrow net, one by one Hu soldiers turned into blood gourds. The leather shields in their hands are not at all concerned, and they often take care of one thing at the expense of the other. And the Han army, regardless of the bow and crossbow, all have armor-piercing skills. As long as it hits, the arrow will be bloody. The attacking force of three or four hundred men fell before they reached the first ice wall, and more than half of them collapsed, and the rest crawled out.

The Thousand Cavalry Commanders remained forever in the valley, the Han crossbowmen in the four 'air bunkers' on the cliffs. They had been ordered by Zhu Biao early on, and their first priority was to shoot the Hu cavalry officer. The commander of the thousand horsemen twice revealed his whereabouts, and was concentrated by twenty crossbowmen in two climbing plows and aimed at him. Just one salvo turned into a hedgehog.

Anaqiongqi's face was blue when he looked at the back, he didn't even see this person, he lost more than 200 people, and in the end, how many lives did zìjǐ's subordinates have to fill in?

But how dare he not listen to Uweida's orders?

The infantry shield méiyǒu was remade, and the wood of the carriage was dismantled, and soon the second wave of attacks began.

Wearing a shield covered with cowhide, Hu Bing carried heavy weapons such as iron bones and maces, and quickly approached the first ice wall. It seemed that the shield was really effective, and it really blocked the deadly arrows, and the Hu soldiers who attacked the second time smashed down the two ice walls in one go, and rushed directly to the third ice wall before being stumped again.

Because Zhu Biao was repairing the shíhòu of the third ice wall, he also had people pile up solid snow behind the wall, and after pouring cold water and freezing into ice cubes, it became the most powerful backing for the ice wall.

The third ice wall is not simply an ice wall, it is more of a slope.

The ice wall can be pushed down, but the slope cannot be pushed down. Faced with the slope that could not be pushed down, the attacking Hu soldiers began to climb under the command of the general.

It is very difficult to stand on the icy surface, and it is too difficult to keep the movement of the body unchanged from deformation when you climb over it, that is, to keep the shield protecting the body at all times.

Overhead, twenty paces away, on the climbing plough defense line, bows and crossbows like goshawks yīyàng looked for an opportunity to hunt. Once you find out, you immediately get started.

Blood stained the entire ice slope red, and corpses covered the entire ice surface, and after paying the losses of more than a hundred people, the Hu people paved a way forward in front of the blockade line with the flesh and blood of zìjǐ.

Two hundred heavily armored Han soldiers fought out of the gap in the climbing plough defense line, and the white-knuckle battle officially began.

"Good" In the formation of the Hu cavalry, Anaqiongqi clapped his hands and shouted 'Good'.

The warriors of Dahu are indeed the most heroic warriors in the world, and they pave a path to victory with their lives. "Come on, let me continue to rush in"

The Han army in Anaqiongqi zhīdào has very strong combat effectiveness, all of them are wearing heavy armor, and they are not even opponents of the golden wolf cavalry. But he believes in the tactics of crowds, and with the number of his own army more than ten times that of the Han army, he can also consume the Han army to death.

"Poof" slash with a big knife. The blade went straight down from the shoulder to the hip, and Hu Bing's whole person was split in half. Blood, internal organs, intestines and stomach fell to the ground with a bang.

Without hesitation, Bigfoot stepped into a pool of blood, and a piece of his newly exposed intestines was trampled underfoot. When he landed, the intestinal filth flowed all over the ground, yellow and red, and the stench and blood were mixed together.

"Drink"

The scimitar slashed through the armor, and Hu Bing's eyes showed infinite joy. But the blade of the tūrán slashed downward, and the blade continued to slash into the chest of the Han soldier, leaving only a half-foot-long bloody wound in the chest of the Han soldier.

Hu Bing was puzzled, and shíhòu, who was five or six years old, began to play with knives, how could he skate on the skater? zìjǐ is obviously the one who slashed to the chest with the force of death......

But Hu Bing yǐjīng didn't think about it, and the Han soldier, who had been stabbed, shouted loudly, turned his hand and waved the knife, and the gray and black immediately blindfolded Hu Bing's eyes, and all the colors faded in Hu Bing's eyes, and his gǎnjiào zìjǐ body flew up suddenly. The darkness completely annihilated Hu Bing's thinking......

The frenzied Han soldiers' eyes were as angry as a circle, and they screamed and threw themselves into a group of Hu soldiers, wielding the sword light of the stump and breaking the arm, and the blood rained and bloody.

Like a wall, invincible; If the enemy rider encounters, the human and horse equipment will be broken!

The two hundred big sword soldiers are like the invincible and brave Mo sword army in the Tang Dynasty, and they are really as bright as snow and shining as a match. Although the méiyǒu is like a wall and gold, and the Hu soldiers also ride horses, they are all broken by people, armor, and blades.

Is this the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves? Oh, no, although the autumn wind swept the leaves very neatly and cleanly, it did not highlight the fierceness of the Han soldiers at the moment. It should be described and expressed by thunder sweeping!

Anaqiongqi's mouth opened wide, and the cold wind poured into his stomach, and he didn't realize it, and the whole person was stunned.

"Pap" Han Gang's one-legged bronze man weighing dozens of pounds used such as an iron whip yīyàng is light, and the dragonfly dotted water yīyàng fell on three heads in a row, all of which were dipped and walked. But the powerful lethality of the one-legged bronze man still made the three heads burst open like a broken watermelon.

"Second child, I'm back!"

Han Meng was even more fierce than his elder brother, and with more than 20 big sword soldiers, he chased after the fleeing Hu soldiers, chopping melons and chopping vegetables to cook the Hu soldiers who were bright on the back. Three steps to kill, five steps to kill!

Now yǐjīng is more than thirty steps past the first ice wall.

I don't need to run faster than my enemies, I just need to run faster than my companions.

The defeated soldiers of the Hu people, who were chased by a group of fierce gods behind them, put this sentence into practice.

When he reached the Hu Bingying village seventy or eighty steps, Han Meng paused, and his whole body was stained with blood, and the whole person was like a Shura demon who had been killed from the sea of blood. With the head of a copper-ringed general under his feet, and the one-legged bronze man with blood stains in his hands, Han Mengshuang laughed. And one of the small soldiers under his hand was even more fierce than him, and the big knife was pulled out from the back of a corpse of a Hu soldier, and did not receive a retreat, but caught up with another person in three steps and two steps, brushing, and the white light of snow was as bright as a match swept through the man's neck.

Anaqiongqi's brain "buzzed", and there were shíme things in his chest arching upward, and he forgot that zìjǐ was in shímedìfāng, and his eyes were black.

What kind of monster is this, more than 1,000 people went up to fight hand-to-hand, and in less than two quarters of an hour, more than 1,000 people were less than half. A small soldier is not afraid of the might of the more than 10,000 troops of zìjǐ, and dares to chase the enemy alone and kill the enemy!

In this way, it can only be said that this Han soldier is a divine soldier who has killed infinite confidence.

As shown in a certain muscle-buying movie, "We never ask how many enemies there are, only where they are." ”

Zhu Biao méiyǒu took matters into his own hands, only standing on the top of the climbing plough and watching the two hundred sword soldiers enter the flock and slash and kill the Hu soldiers who were several times his own, which was another slaughter.

watched one game after another, and now Zhu Biao has returned to calm.

This battle should be killed! Just don't zhīdào, will they continue to attack?

"Woo woo woo ......" a low horn sounded on the opposite side.

Whining in the wind and snow, it seems to be seeing off the souls of the fallen Hu soldiers.

The third wave of the attack was about to begin, and Anaqiongqi looked at the thousand Hu soldiers who were obviously a little nervous, and his depressed mood instantly became fènnù. He was afraid of the Han people, "Are you still the warriors of the Immortal Heaven and the athletes of the prairie?" (To be continued.) )