The fire that rushed to the sky was not a fire attack, Long Xiang had carefully checked it when he came, and there were many shrubs at the foot of the mountain, dense and damp, and it was not easy to catch fire.

Of course, he could not imagine how the fire had been burned, but a rain of arrows with fire fell on the top of the mountain, igniting the alcohol cotton yarn in the hands of the Mongolian archers themselves.

However, Long Xiang could still think of retreating and supporting at this time, and by the time he led the more than 1,000 cavalry to turn back, the five hundred archers and eight-sided sword and axe men were almost dead.

Although the bushes could not burn, the smell of corpses, armor, and blood being charred and mixed together was really weird, it was the smell of death.

A heavily armed cavalry unit appeared in the firelight, and when he saw this force from a distance, most of the fighting spirit before the dragon and phoenix dance faded, and all the pride and ambition turned into fear.

To be precise, Long Xiang had never seen such a strange force.

All the soldiers were dressed in black armor, with black butterfly-shaped masks on their faces, and as long as the swords were unsheathed, there was no light, and even the heads and bellies of the horses were covered with black armor, which looked like ghost troops in black from a distance.

"Kill them!" Long Xiang has lost his composure and calmness at this time, he has lost thousands of people, and now he just wants to face off with this group of, no matter how your Central Plains army pretends to be a ghost, how can it be the opponent of my Mongolian army?

"Roar---"

The cavalry turned back, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Although they had lost their support, the Mongol cavalry was not afraid at all, and they were brave enough to die.

The number of black-armored troops on the opposite side did not seem to be large, but there were only a few hundred people, and the generals on the horses also used a spear, a silver-white and snow-bright spear, which was particularly bright in the night.

Therefore, the spear was raised towards the sky, and a radius of one or two miles was clearly visible, so the grass halfway up the mountain "hula" and a burst of fire and rain flew out into the sky. Like a fiery red meteor shower falling to the earth, the Mongolian cavalry suddenly fell into a sea of fire.

This round of arrow rain directly took away more than 200 lives, Long Xiang Fengwu's beard and eyebrows were scorched, and they couldn't even get close to people's bodies, and the two brothers and sisters realized that this sneak attack force had actually been following them, and when they rushed into the red flower set, they had already planted crossbowmen in the middle of the mountainside, and the strangest thing was that the bow and crossbow troops of the Central Plains army should not shoot so far.

But Long Xiang didn't have time to think deeply about what was going on now, he was already in a dilemma. After the death of the sword and axeman, if the cavalry troops retreated into the Red Flower Collection, there would be no half advantage, and if they chased and killed, it was only a matter of time before they died.

In this case, the only way to do this is to rush forward with rockets, and there are still more than 1,000 horses on his side, and if he loses another round, he still has an advantage in numbers, and it is very possible to break out of the encirclement.

"Assault of the whole army!" Long Xiang shouted, and the first one to grab a gun and straddle the horse and rush forward.

"Hula-"

The "rocket rain" halfway up the mountain this time was denser and more intense, just like the doomsday rain in the ancient flood time, the rain of flames poured down in the sky, and even the damp bushes were ignited. The entire safflower set was completely in flames, and the screams of the good boys were heartbreaking. If you've ever been on the battlefield, you'll never forget this nightmare of fire and purgatory.

Countless people were burned to ashes along with their armored flying spears, and in just a few minutes, the grass was already covered with white bones and the smell of scorched wood.

More than 1,000 cavalry troops lost half of them almost instantly, and the remaining seven or eight hundred people were directly turned old, weak, sick and disabled.

Of course, with a hard dash through the crossbowman's firing zone, the distance between the two sides finally became closer.

At this time, it was not the fire crossbow rain that scared Long Xiang. It was the other party's black-armored cavalry, which was lined up with hundreds of men and horses, and they didn't even move at all. It was as if hundreds of people were just staring at them coldly, as if they were looking at people who were dying. …,

Isn't it the way the ghosts of hell look at humans in the legends?

And Long Xiang also saw clearly the appearance of the general opposite, the general's chest was full and protruding forward, and only a pair of bright red lips were exposed under the butterfly-shaped mask.

Feng Wu suddenly took off the purple gold double hammer, but was unexpectedly stopped by Long Xiang.

"Brother, ...... you" Feng Wu hesitated.

Long Xiang knew his sister's temper very well, and when he saw that the other female general couldn't help but come forward to kill, but now he spit out two words: "You go!" ”

Feng Wu was stunned: "Let's go?" ”

"Let's go!" Long Xiang's tone was very resolute, but his gaze on the opposite side was very gloomy, did he already see that everyone was only afraid of more evil and less auspicious today?

"I ......" Feng Wu seemed to want to argue, but Long Xiang said sharply: "I told you to go, you can make up for the soldiers if they are gone, if you hang up, you will have to be resurrected in Mongolia, and it will be too late to rush over." ”

Feng Wu finally understood the meaning of these words, if he escaped, he would undoubtedly be able to save a chance to make a comeback, because Long Xiang's resurrection in Mongolia could still replenish troops and rush to the front line, but if the two brothers and sisters hung up together, they would be resurrected together in Mongolia, and it would be a waste of time to rush to the front line.

The soldiers are fast, and the time on the battlefield is sometimes more important than thousands of lives, which is also the last trace of sanity left by Long Xiang.

Feng Wu hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled off his horse and quietly disappeared into the depths of the night.

At this time, the female general on the opposite side slowly stepped forward five or six steps, raised her left hand with black steel armor gloves, stretched out her index finger and hooked it towards Long Xiang, the meaning was obvious: let the horse come!

Long Xiang also clenched the spear in his hand, he knew that the other party was signaling that the time had come for the generals of the two armies to go head-to-head.

The two generals jumped alone, this kind of thing sounds ridiculous and naïve, but in fact, it is not, because at this time, the morale of his soldiers has been lost, and the two sides have an advantage in hedging against the murderer, and it is quite unwise to fight hard.

But it would be different if you took the initiative to attack, if you cut off the opponent's general, the morale of the whole army will be high, and the opponent will become a plate of scattered sand, and then you will have the hope of breaking out of the encirclement.

This is the difference between the battlefield and the rivers and lakes, and strategy must always be ranked before martial arts.

"Driving--" Long Xiang picked up his gun and galloped forward, the tip of the gun shining in the night.

The female general on the opposite side also suddenly rushed over, although she didn't say anything, but the silver spear also flashed with a cannibalistic light, and her momentum was full of prestige.

The two healthy horses rushed away like lightning, and Long Xiang suddenly raised his hand halfway through the horse, and the three flying spears roared away, forming a zigzag and rushing away.

Now he has also learned the essence of this Mongolian flying spear, which is to take the initiative first, and the three flying spears are also infused with his unique 5-turn dream domestic skills, if the other female general has no real talent and real learning, she will be killed under the gun immediately.

However, instead of dodging, the female general struck the horse and rushed forward, killing head-on at a faster speed.

"When! While! While! ”

The silver spear swept, picked up, and chopped down, and the three flying spears were knocked away, although the general was a woman, but the fighting style was fierce, and he actually hit it head-on with stronger force.

You must know that martial arts masters can be BMW good horses, coupled with divine weapons and strong internal force, in this kind of rapid rush, the lethality must be superimposed on the speed, and the victory or defeat is often produced in an instant.

In astonishment, Long Xiang's spear shook a spear flower, like a rose blooming in the night.

Roses have thorns, if you don't pick it, you won't thorn, but if you stretch out your hand, you will be stabbed, Long Xiang's experience is undoubtedly very rich, he has seen that this female general is powerful, so he first shook out the spear flower in order to protect himself, if the other party is a strong attack, the rose spear flower will change rapidly, like a poisonous snake entangled in the opponent's silver spear, followed by insight into the opponent's throat, is the so-called soft to overcome the rigid! …,

"Da-da-da, da-da-da!"

The footsteps of the war horse became more and more urgent, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

The female general's silver spear had been raised with her backhand, killing with a brave and fearless attitude, and the soldiers of the two armies did not dare to come out, staring intently.

But no matter how carefully these people stared, they only saw a flash of silver light, as if a lightning strike, and the lightning came first but came first, directly through the center of the spear flower.

The next moment, the war horse neighed and raised its front hooves and stopped abruptly.

"Roar---"

The hundreds of black-armored knights of the Central Plains army roared in unison, and the sound was even worse than the previous rush of the Mongolian heroes.

The female general turned the horse's head, only to see her raise her spear with one hand to the sky, and the tip of the spear actually picked up Long Xiang's dead body, and only one blow picked the Mongolian general under the gun.

Long Xiang in ghost mode only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, he knew that this was his corpse thrown in the grass by the female general, and then he saw that this black-armored cavalry finally moved, this kind of long snake formation is the most convenient to deploy, and it is the most comfortable for the cavalry troops to gallop.

The female general took the lead, the first to rush into the Mongolian army formation, the silver spear flashed is three Mongolian soldiers off the horse, followed by the upper and lower thorns, the formation is a burst of flesh and blood flying, this silver spear in the phalanx up and down, like chopping melons and vegetables, like passing through no man's land.

The black-armored knights who rushed up from behind, the first row was not a pikeman, but a shield, the Mongolian soldiers' flying spears were at most a sparkling shield, but the pikemen in the second row were stabbing at the soldiers who had fallen from the ground, and no NPC soldier could survive this crazy attack.

The last row was only a handful of knives, axes, and rifles, mercilessly slaughtering the Mongol soldiers who were barely sleeping.

The fear in Long Xiang's heart was self-evident, when did such a well-trained team appear in the Northeast Pass garrison?

The vanguard general is not only strong in martial arts, but also an expert in arranging troops, maybe these are secondary, the most important thing is why his secret surprise attack is known so clearly?

Now he only hoped that Feng Wu would flee quickly, flee back to the main camp of the vanguard army, and report everything he saw to the vanguard commander, so that the commander could make a detailed decision.