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A cold smile appeared between Zhu Biao's eyebrows, looking at the jet-black python whip that broke through the air, leisurely.

The Holy Envoy's gaze and Zhu Biao's gaze suddenly touched, and the Holy Envoy's heart was shocked, and in a trance, he seemed to feel that his moves were full of loopholes, and he was vulnerable in Zhu Biao's gaze. "Ya ......" The holy envoy failed to withstand Zhu Biao's 'eye sword', the whip-breaking style of "Dugu Nine Swords", Zhu Biao saw through the reality of the move at a glance. Of course, the Holy Envoy was taken in the sight of the Holy Envoy!

The holy envoy continued to change his moves in the air, and the python whip turned into a rolling oolong, turned his face away, and then hit Zhu Biao's head with a mysterious arc.

The Holy Envoy used the wildest fighting spirit to urge all his strength, and did not put any protection on himself at all, and was completely offensive and not defensive.

It can be seen that he wants to stop Zhu Biao with his life. Of course, the Holy Envoy's plan is good, and it is completely worth it to exchange his life for the victory of this battle and the peace of the White Mountain and Chishui. As long as you can entangle Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao smiled faintly, and when the holy envoy found Zhu Biao's smile again, a section of the python whip was already in Zhu Biao's hand, and his skill was 'sucked' clean like a mud cow entering the sea.

The holy envoy was shocked, and when he wanted to withdraw, Zhu Biao's hand had changed from small to big in his eyes, as if it had become the whole heaven and the whole earth, and he had no chance to resist at all. The Fengchi acupoint was taken, and a huge and familiar internal force rushed from the meridians of the right hand to the heart veins.

The right half of the Holy Envoy's body collapsed one after another, and even the magic robe on his body could not stop the explosion of this power, and his flesh and blood flew sideways. The Holy Envoy's mind fell into darkness, and only then did he realize that the familiar internal force was not his own......

Kunhun Dugai was wrapped in a cold cold that seeped into the bone marrow all over his body, what did he see? The White Mountain Royal Court is second only to the second master of the Dharma King. One move fell in the hands of Zhu Biao, even the Dharma King who has been promoted to the innate for ten years can't do this, right?

And the two divine servants who were always by Kunhun Dugai's side had beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down their foreheads.

The holy envoy was killed in one move, and the two of them added to it, and it was also an instant death!

The Hedong cavalry followed, and the two or three thousand elites who rushed to the front also bent the bows and arrows in their hands and shot them in unison, they also only had a chance to shoot an arrow, but they were not afraid of accidentally injuring their own boss.

The "pop" of arrows entering the body was drowned out by the roaring hooves of horses. You can only see the cruel scene of people turning over on their backs. If you fall off your horse at this speed, you will be seriously injured if you don't die. The most terrible thing is that after the war horse is shot at the vital point, even the people and horses suddenly lose control and fly out, often killing both men and horses. The cavalry that followed often galloped at maximum speed in order to avoid the range of arrows as far as possible. It is absolutely inevitable to trample on a soldier who is seriously injured or falls off his horse.

Only a small group of Hu cavalry can shoot back a round. They all shot Zhu Biao before, not to mention that it was useless, Zhu Biao also rode alone to break into formation, which greatly shocked these cavalry of the Right Valley Libu who had never fought with Zhu Biao. As soon as the heart moves, the hands and feet will be affected, and the key point of slowing down is decisive.

Therefore the men who shoot arrows are scattered. The arrows shot were also messy, and their power was greatly reduced.

The iron wolf was still shouting hoarsely, "Arrows ......"

"Kill ......"

There were only thirty paces left between the two sides, and the shouts resumed. It's going to collide soon!

Zhu Zhong, Dou Bing, and Feng Enjiang roared loudly around the queue.

The first two or three rows made the crossbowmen immediately distance themselves from each other, making the loose formation even looser. Between each of them, there is a passage that allows a horse to break through. The five rows of spearmen increased their horses, overtook their comrades in front, and were at the forefront.

Most of the bows and crossbows were put away, and the weapons at hand were taken out. Only the master of cavalry and archery still clenched the bow and arrow in his hand. And such people. There are often three or five comrades around to protect them.

The two sides were more than ten paces away, and the shouts sounded again.

Collision -

The collision of two turbulent waves.

It's like the crash of the waves. The rumbling sound drowned out the gallop of the horses' hooves.

The four elements of horse speed, strong soldiers, solid armor, sharp weapons, and cavalry warfare are just like the strong ships and guns in the era of sail warships in the previous life, and the battlefield battle depends on this.

Hu's horse is not as fast as the Han army, the soldiers are not as strong as the Han army, the armor is not as solid as the Han army, and the weapon is not as sharp as the Han army.

The Hedong cavalry is the elite of the world, and the lancers are the elite of the world's elite. Whether it is a battle armor or a spear, it is the best in the Northern Han Dynasty. Compared with it, the most elite standing cavalry under Kunhun Dugai is not as good as this, and the strength of many tribes gathered is even more incomparable.

The two sides collided, although the Han army suffered a lot of losses, but Hu Qi was more like dumplings in the pot, crackling and falling non-stop.

Lance cavalry, the spear cavalry of the Han army, synonymous with the elite of this cavalry. Without the Golden Wolf Cavalry and the Silver Wolf Cavalry, it would be difficult for ordinary standing cavalry to resist them, not to mention the spear cavalry under Zhu Biao who had received so many attribute increases.

The combat power on both sides is completely unequal, one-on-one, each Hedong spear can easily solve the enemy in front of him, Zhang two spears, Zhang eight spears, any enemy on horseback in the rush to kill will not want to dodge its sharp blow.

Kunhun Dugai did not have silver wolf cavalry under his command, and the most elite was only 15,000 standing cavalry. As soon as the two sides came into contact, Hu Qi suffered a big loss.

One after another was pierced by spears, picked off or dropped by spears, countless miserable cries rang out, and splatters of blood erupted like uncontrollable rage.

"Kill...... Kill ......" Kunhun Dugai shouted hoarsely, brandishing his scimitar.

He can't compare to the Hedong cavalry alone, so he can only use the life of Hu Cai's life to pile up the Hedong cavalry. 50,000 cavalry fought 10,000 people, at least four times the strength advantage, Kunhun Dugai thought that there was still a fight.

Dodging Zhu Biao's direction, Kun Hun Dugai and his tooth soldiers rushed to the front in person.

Until, until Kunhun had covered thousands of teeth, and only three or four hundred soldiers were left, he felt the change in the situation on the battlefield. The overwhelming momentum of the Han army vanished, and their onslaught gradually stiffened.

Kun Hun laughed, he used 20,000 lives to finally withstand this wave of onslaught launched by Zhu Biao. Then, damn it, their superiority in numbers is revealed. And gradually. Hu Qi really began to turn the tide of the battlefield

Even if Zhu Biao's Kunhun cover jumped everywhere, Kunhun Dugai seemed to be very lucky and didn't even break it. However, the Hu cavalry who was 'backed' by him, whether it was a standing cavalry army or a tribal force, would end up miserable.

Kunhun Dugai's own three or four hundred tooth soldiers were left with only a hundred people, and two divine servants were killed in the battle.

"Kill-" At this time, the trapped camp that had been waiting for more than an hour was dispatched.

They slaughtered into the stalemate between the two armies, and slaughtered into the Hu cavalry without impact. Naturally, a bloody massacre began.

Eight hundred people are like eight hundred bloodthirsty evil ghosts, sweeping away a qiē Hu people.

Think about it. How fast will a third-rate or second-rate master slash enemies one after another? Then, multiply this by 800 ......

Crazy, totally crazy. A crazy speed, this effect is more than the one that will trap the camp and fight head-on with Hu Qi. I don't know how much more than I know. As a result, a large number of Hu horses were completely swept away in just a quarter of an hour, and the whole Hu Qi arrangement, as if a big horn was missing, was so irregular.

The Hedong cavalry within the swept range lightly regrouped and formed a cone-shaped battle formation like arrows, ready to attack.

"Kill, kill—"

"The warriors of the big beard. Warriors of the Immortal Heavens—"

Kunhun Dugai couldn't accept it. What kind of soldier is this? It is all composed of martial arts masters.

But this is the case, the advantage he had just established was immediately wiped out by the trapped camp, and the shape shì also fell sharply towards the Han army.

All the tooth soldiers of Kunhun Dugai have been killed. The mount was also killed by three or four Hedong cavalrymen without regard for their lives. Even the weapon in his hand had changed several times, and now he was carrying an iron bone in his hand.

Luckily, he had a divine servant by his side, so he wasn't dead yet.

Kunhun Dugai and the servants walked on the battlefield strewn with corpses, and organized some of the Hu horsemen who had lost their mounts to form a circular formation. Desperately resistant.

The trapping camp continues to kill people......

"Woo......"

Suddenly, both sides immersed in the bloody battle on the battlefield. At the same time, he was awakened by the sound of a long, low horn. At this moment, all of them turned their heads to look at the place where the horn sounded.

It was the hill on either side of the Mazui slope, on which two large flags were raised at the same time, and two cavalry teams appeared. One by one, the cavalry occupied and came out of the woods. On the big banner flying high, the huge character 'Han' fluttered in the wind.

The Han soldiers who were fighting fiercely involuntarily let out an earth-shattering roar.

That's their logo, that's Zhou Ziang and Chen Mengren's flags. His own ambush appeared, and the battle was won.

Kunhun Dugai immediately understood that he had completely fallen for Zhu Biao's plan to lure the enemy. Now that he is surrounded, there is no way to win, and there is only one way to break through if he wants to survive. Kun Hun turned around suddenly, and opened his mouth to order his subordinates to convey the order to retreat, but he didn't call out, he saw Zhu Biao carrying a gun and riding a horse towards his place.

Hu Qi began to panic, some wanted to retreat, some prepared to escape, and some continued to direct his men to resist desperately. All the Hu people are still fighting with their lives, but they no longer have the belief in the previous victory.

Individual tribal forces have begun to gather under the summons of the leaders and leaders, and they are not preparing to die, but planning to flee the next moment. A trumpet sounded, asking Kunhun Dugai if he wanted to retreat.

The Han cavalry who came out of the woods began to drive their horses down the mountain, and launched a charge amid the sound of the trumpet of the charge that resounded all over the mountain.

watched his comrades fight to the death, but he could only watch from the wall. The blood of 3,000 people has long been irrepressible. Now that the horn sounds, it's finally time for them to play their role, that's of course the tiger going down to Nanshan, not to mention how refreshing the mood is.

The horse's hooves grew denser and more deafening, and finally made a loud roar. Ma Zuipo trembled.

And at this moment, Kunhun Dugai was being killed by Zhu Biao, and he was trembling and sweating. He has always thought that he is a great brave general, the number one warrior under the account of King Wushi, but now he has no thoughts of daring to resist Zhu Biao's spear. All he could do was run away and get his men to endorse him.

A well-known figure on the prairie, Zhu Biao rode alone to break through the formation, and under the shock of killing the holy envoy with one move, all his self-confidence has been killed.

"I won't kill you today, my lord and my surname are yours." He glanced fiercely at the chaotic Kundugai who had fled again. Zhu Biao swore ruthlessly in his heart that he would cut off Kun Hundu's head to make a urinal. Da Xuan had already been swept away by Zhu Biao with a shot, and the last divine servant had a big hole in his chest and lay on the ground to rest for a long time. But Kunhun Dugai is like a cockroach and can't be killed.

Kunhun Dugai heard Zhu Biao's words, he was even more cold and piercing, and he looked at Zhu Biao's eyes, and for the first time in his life, he felt that death was so close to him.

Kunhun Dugai's Daxu fell, and the Hu Qi tribes that were waiting for Kunhun Dugai's reply with a horn were completely messy.

Kun Hun didn't hear the horn at all, and his whole mind was on running for his life. 'I don't hear anything outside the window,' and you can still hear the sound of the horn. But did he escape in the end? Zhu Biao, who didn't want to change his surname, didn't let him go.

Use all your strength to knock on the shot that Zhu Biao stabbed in. Kun Hun Dugai's arms were broken instantly, and Zhu Biao, who was practicing "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", had already exceeded the limit of the system's thousand catties of strength, and the seven-fold "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong". It is still far from the thirteenth dà, but it gives Zhu Biao the strongest strength in the world. With a gesture, two or three thousand catties of strength are not bothered.

Kun Hun Dugai's arm bones were broken inch by inch, and his flesh and blood were flying, but his eyes bulged out and stared at the head of the spear that was getting closer and closer. Kunhun Dugai is not like death, he is the big man on the left, and he is an important minister above 10,000 people under the king of the right valley. He is the patriarch of one of the two major branches of the Kunhun tribe of the Dahu wealthy family, he has not lived enough, he does not want to die.

However, the head of the gun kept falling on his chest. He wanted to shake his head. He wanted to shake his body, but he couldn't.

Kun Hun Dugai could clearly see that under the head of the gun, the red tassel was stained with brown blood clots that had coagulated. But what about that? He watched as the spear looked like a serpent with a tongue out. Piercing through the chest, the armor on his body could not be blocked for a moment, piercing from behind, the sternum and ribs were shattered, and the huge pain was accompanied by the splashing blood, which was shouted out from Kun Hun Dugai's mouth like a heartbreak.

The surviving Hu Qi around was stunned, and then despaired.

The Han army cheered in unison, and then let out an earth-shattering roar: "Chief Hu is dead, Chief Hu is dead......"

This news was immediately heard by both the enemy and the enemy on the battlefield, and the reactions produced were completely different. The morale of the soldiers of the Han army was greatly boosted, and the people and horses of Hu Cai were disheartened, and everyone was in danger.

The retreat of the Hu cavalry was completely locked by the two Han iron cavalry in ambush.

Hu Qi has no main general, no unified command. A large number of tribal leaders and leaders led the troops to retreat, they didn't want to fight with the main force of the Han army, even if they fought with the partial army behind, they could escape if they reopened the men and horses behind.

The people of various tribes are entangled together, and under the oppression and offensive of the Han army, it is impossible for them to completely unify and integrate the strength of their own tribe, and it is their immortal blessing to be able to get rid of them. Lost the unified command, lost the troops, can only fight separately, one after another horns made the Hu cavalry at a loss, I don't know which one leader's command is good, so the army is defeated, everyone collapsed.

Of the remaining 20,000 or 30,000 Hu cavalry on the battlefield, most of them rushed to the rear in one go, or wanted to rush to the rear, and still insisted on resisting the main force of the Han army in front, only a few three or four thousand standing cavalry troops!

In the end, the regular army is stronger than the militia.

But when this point of standing cavalry was all read, Zhu Biao waved his hand, the horn sounded, and Chen Mengren and Zhou Ziang, who had been holding on to it, retreated.

20,000 tribes rushed away, Zhu Biao chased after him, and the ensuing 'battlefield' was purely a bloody massacre.

One by one, the wolf-like iron horsemen of Hedong Iron Horse, the riding knives and spears in their hands wantonly devoured the lives of the Hu people. The battlefield began to move back from Mazuipo, and the dense corpses covered the green space.

Chase and kill, chase and kill, chase and kill, and persistently chase and kill. Until a large crowd of people has become a sparse flow of people, and then from a sparse flow of people to a few lost dogs......

Zhu Biao never wanted to be taken prisoner.

The troops left behind collected and sorted out the captured horses, weapons, armor and other trophies at Mazuipo. Take away what you can take away, and bury what you can't take away.

Zhu Biao stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the bleak and bloody battlefield down the slope.

The dead bodies lay all over the grass within a radius of three or four miles, and spread out into the distance, and a foul smell filled the air, and broken flags and weapons were thrown everywhere, and many were directly inserted into the corpses of the soldiers of the two armies. There were some wild flowers swaying in the wind, accompanied by the small trees swaying on the hills, and the whirring of the wind, as if the heavens and the earth were also lamenting for these dead lives.

The Han army lost more than 2,000 people in the battle, and with the addition of seriously wounded soldiers, the number of troops attrition was more than 3,000...... Absolutely.

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Five days later.

All the way the eagle landed in the surrendered city.

The roar of the sky sounded in the surrendered city, Dahu's big single Yu Wuqi, Dahu's right valley Liwang Wushi, jumped like thunder, and then mourned the examiner.

Half a day later, news spread in the surrendered city.

Zhu Biao in the east of the Beihan River led 20,000 troops to level the White Mountain and Chishui.

The Yan clan and son-in-law of Wushi, the king of the right valley, all ran out, but the entire Baishan royal court, more than 20,000 craftsmen, and the scimitars, arrows and battle armor accumulated in two months were all turned into a vast white ground in a fire......

"I wish the thief, I wish the thief, I swear to kill you, I swear to kill you-" Wushi cried blood and swore a clear oath by cutting his face.

Zhu Biao, who was hated by Wushi and thousands of Hu people, was looking at the letter in his hand thoughtfully at the moment.

(To be continued)