The situation is a little different from what I thought.

Murong Xiong looked at the scene in front of him where he was faintly suppressed and fell into the downwind, this is not only different, this is completely different from what he imagined.

Whether it is the opponent's sword and shield men, pikemen or even the elite archers in the rear, at best, they are only the official troops of the Han Dynasty and belong to the fourth-order troops, while the Xianbei elite cavalry is the same as the Xiongnu elite cavalry and Wuhuan elite cavalry, it is a sixth-order military class that is one rank higher than the elite soldiers of all states and counties of the Han Dynasty, and the difference is a full two ranks.

What worries him even more is that although his elite cavalry is skilled in arching and horses, he is not really an archer with a bow and arrow as a profession after all, at this moment, in the process of shooting with the opponent's archers, he was finally suppressed, the opponent's archers are definitely fifth-order elite archers of a higher rank, with Murong Xiong's understanding of the Han army, this is even in the entire Han Dynasty, it is also an elite level of a state, why does it appear in the hands of a small miscellaneous captain?

And the fierce battle in the valley made Murong Xiong very helpless, obviously stabilizing the opponent in the ranks, but the opponent's fighting style was quite strange, a sword and shield hand blocked the scimitar of the Xianbei Jingqi, although it was a little reluctant, but the sword and shield hand who was already known for defense could still resist two or three times, but under the protection of the sword and shield hand, the spearmen behind him obviously would not give the other party the elite who continued to attack, and the strong Xianbei cavalry was stabbed to death by a spear with the cooperation of the other party, often two or three Xianbei warriors could break through a shield, Slay the shield bearers and pikemen behind them, and more often than not, the hateful pikemen take a life away from them.

After a rough estimate, Murong Xiong was shocked to find that the casualty rate of the Xianbei Jingcai and Han troops had been maintained at the level of 2:1. If you continue to consume like this, the first person who can't hold on is yourself!

Faced with such a situation, Murong Xiong finally couldn't sit still, and rode his horse to attack, he wanted to use his powerful force to fight his way out of the opponent's military formation. At least with the current situation, Murong Xiong couldn't think of a better way to defuse the unfavorable situation in front of him.

The war horse under the crotch began to accelerate, and his war horse was naturally different from the war horse of the ordinary Xianbei knight, it was a rare good horse in the grassland, called the elephant dragon, not only running fast, but also had a long endurance and strong explosiveness, although it was not up to the standard of the famous horse. But it's extremely practical.

The Xianbei knights who were blocked at the mouth of the valley in the rear saw their main general on the field, and their morale was suddenly boosted, and they spontaneously gave way to a passage.

A few stumbling ropes were quietly tensed between the shield arrays, and the big knife in Murong Xiong's hand danced, but there was no sense of heaviness, and several sharp blades broke through the air, instantly forming a half-moon shape, lightly cutting the tripping ropes stretched along the way. It was even more submerged in the crowd in front of him, and the sturdy shield was as fragile as a piece of tissue paper under the sword. The sword lightly cut the three sword and shield bearers together with the human shield, and only after breaking through the shield of the fourth sword and shield hand dissipated, and the front of the sword and shield was emptied in an instant.

Murong Xiong didn't waste too much energy on these little soldiers, and as soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, the horse's hooves stomped on the shield of a sword and shield hand in the neighing sound of the war horse. The huge force directly stepped on the shield to crack, and the sword and shield hand behind the shield couldn't bear this huge force and knelt on the ground fiercely, and even the terrifying sound of the knee shattering could be clearly heard, and his eyes became dull, and he was actually shocked to death by this huge force.

The steel knife slashed down in the air. The huge momentum directly rushed the dense gun array in front of him, the horse's hooves fell to the ground, and there was already a horse in front of him, Murong Xiong raised his head, his eyes fell on Li Xuan's body, the big knife easily knocked down the arrows shot by Li Huo, and the elephant dragon under his crotch accelerated again, but at this moment there was no obstacle between the two, and the knife aura on the big knife raised high was faint, and the killing machine of Sen Leng firmly locked Li Xuan.

"Keep commanding!" Li Xuan took a deep breath and pushed away Zhao Min, who had even become a little difficult to breathe under the lock of Murong Xiong's killing machine, this level of battle was obviously not something that she could participate in as a woman whose strength value was only more than 20 points, even if she was just a bystander, her life was in danger!

The dragon slaying knife drew a half-arc in the air, and the power in the body was sent to the extreme by Cui Fa, and the dragon slaying knife seemed to slowly and quickly leave a series of afterimages in the air.

"Grandmaster realm?" On horseback, a flash of surprise flashed in Murong Xiong's eyes, but feeling the qi in the other party's body, the corners of his mouth pulled up a sneer, what about the grandmaster? If you don't have enough strength, even if you are a grandmaster, you will only have one word in the face of your own sword - death!

This is the self-confidence of a second-rate general, even if his sword skills are still in the master-level realm, but with a higher and stronger internal force, more powerful strength and speed, and the suppression of qi, it is enough to smooth out the gap in this realm, or even surpass it, otherwise his martial arts evaluation will not enter the second rate, even if he is a beginner to the second rate, it is enough to kill this third-rate sword master level general.

In the face of the overwhelming power of this second-rate general, the expression on Li Xuan's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, the calm was terrifying, and the true qi in his body was somewhat thin compared to the other party's suppression under the suppression of the other party's majestic qi, and suddenly boiled a little, but his brain was surprisingly calm.

The difference in rank must be able to make up for the lack of realm?

Li Xuan didn't believe it, how could he understand the mystery of the grandmaster realm before he entered the grandmaster? Faintly, under the pressure brought by Murong Xiong, his realm seemed to have improved again, and he was still at the grandmaster level, but in this state, the world in Li Xuan's eyes seemed to have undergone strange changes.

The trajectory of the dragon slaying knife has also undergone subtle changes under the traction of this state, this kind of change is not too different from before in Murong Xiong's eyes, but the originally simple trajectory suddenly has an unpredictable feeling, it is obviously in front of him, but Murong Cheng gave birth to a strange illusion, as if the strange-shaped knife in front of him has disappeared.

This change was only in an instant, the two knives collided together, and after canceling each other, the two knives finally collided together, but there was no strange sound.

Murong Xiong's complexion changed suddenly, and the two knives collided, but he felt that the big knife in his hand hit an invisible qi without the slightest substance.

"Kill - Wandering Dragon!" At this moment, Li Xuan's eyes suddenly released a terrifying light, and Murong Xiong felt that the energy blocking in front of his blade suddenly exploded, but it was not cut by his own strength, but spontaneously dispersed, dispersed into countless small qi, turned into tiny swords, and sprinkled down like a storm all over his body.

The power of the tiny sword gang was limited, and it couldn't even break through his armor protection, but there were still some hits on his bare airborne skin, cutting small wounds one after another, although not enough to be fatal, but affecting his actions in his eyes, and at this moment, Murong Xiong suddenly felt that the blade of the knife was clear, and there was suddenly a severed blade in front of him, as well as a complete blade that continued to expand in his pupils.

"No~"

There was a terrible, unwilling roar from his mouth, but the sound stopped abruptly halfway, and the big head of the bucket rose to the sky under a burst of blood columns, and flew out of Zhang Xu before falling to the ground, and he couldn't die in his eyes, still with unwilling, angry feelings, but his pupils had already dilated.

One knife, not only wins and loses, but also life and death! The victory and defeat are divided, life and death are instantaneous, the two sides are mortal enemies, from the beginning, only one side can live, for this second-rate military general he faced in the real sense, the death of the other party did not make Li Xuan feel too much regret.

Slowly retracting the Dragon Slayer Treasure Knife, watching Murong Xiong's headless corpse slowly fall, Li Xuan's spirit was relieved, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood

"Di~ Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Xianbei tribe chief, obtaining the heart fragment of the tribe's city *1, obtaining an alien general soul, increasing the host's unit lethality to aliens by 1%, and the host successfully crosses the level to kill a second-rate general, with a force value of +1, all attributes +1, and a plane exchange huàn point of 2000, an Eastern Han Dynasty meritorious service of 20,000, and a prestige of the original plane of 2,000."

With the death of Murong Xiong, the attributes and skill bonuses added to the Xianbei Jingqi lost their effects at the same time, the combat effectiveness dropped in an instant, and the morale fell to the brink of collapse, under the command of Zhao Min, except for a few Xianbei Jingqi who escaped, almost all the troops were wiped out, and Li Xuan received the news from the system again.

"Di ~ Congratulations to the host for defeating the strong with the weak, successfully annihilating the enemy army with a comprehensive combat power of less than half of the enemy's army, and winning a brilliant victory, the host commander +3, intelligence +1, and the host's comprehension rate of the martial arts of war and Wu Mu's suicide note has increased."

It seemed that a clear stream suddenly flowed through his mind, and the brain, which had been a little chaotic at first, suddenly cleared, and the originally tired spirit regained his vitality as if he had been stimulated.

With 2,000 mid-level troops, Cheng Dù, who fought against an elite high-ranking cavalry of 3,000 people led by a second-rate general, and almost wiped out the opponent at the cost of 1,000 casualties, was indeed a great victory.

However, Li Xuan knew very well that in this battle, he first succeeded in the surprise attack, cut off the opponent's retreat, forced the other party to take the initiative to attack, and took advantage of the terrain of this valley to defend and difficult to attack to reduce the impact of the cavalry, coupled with the tacit cooperation between the three troops and the various bonuses for foreign races brought by Wu Mu's suicide note, and finally won this tragic victory.

However, feeling the dragon qi in his body that instantly surged almost one percent, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Xuan's mouth, although this battle was a little difficult to win, but the harvest was also huge, not only found the root cause of the Hu people in the territory, but also unexpectedly obtained a plundering path of dragon qi, this kind of hidden harvest is not something that the system can express by just counting jù. (To be continued......)