Chapter 335: Victory (4)

Even in the midst of high-speed galloping, these men in black give people an extremely elegant feeling.

The impact of the knight represents strength, and it brings people that sense of majesty and magnificence.

However, this group of knights has a delicate beauty while possessing a grandeur that is not inferior to anyone else.

They were able to do this because they showed a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding that did not need to be communicated in words.

No matter near or far, as long as the generals noticed the situation here, they were all shocked.

Thousands of people, thousands of horses, they behaved as if they were one man and one horse.

What a realm this is, an invincible realm that only exists in legends.

A team, no matter how hard they train, even if they are tightly tied together, stay for ten years. It is absolutely impossible to achieve such a state.

This army, with thousands of people, thousands of horses.

They represent thousands of very different hearts.

What's more, horses are ignorant, and it is simply wishful thinking to want them to reach the same level as humans.

This sentence represents the highest level of military training.

However, it is only a beautiful dream and wish to really want to command the troops as they want and let them move according to their own ideas.

However, the unit in front of him showed the highest ideal state that a unit could achieve.

The movement of thousands of people is uniform and pleasing to the eye from a distance.

They give people the illusion that the galloping knights are not a team of thousands of people, but an infinite continuation of one person's movements.

"Quick, hostage ......"

Tsudo was the first to recover from the shock, raising his voice and shouting with all his might.

The Hun soldiers, who were retreating to the two sides, immediately stopped their steps, and they turned around and ran in the direction of the hostages.

The knights' movements suddenly accelerated, and they were once again a line faster than they had reached the limit of the speed of ordinary horses.

The miserable cries kept coming from both sides, and the Huns, who had no time to dodge, were knocked over by the galloping horses and trampled to death.

Fu Duo's face turned from white to green, and he was already sure at this time that this unit that didn't know where it was must want to save these trapped hostages.

It's just that he made a mistake in calculation for a while, but he made this heinous mistake.

In his heart, no matter where these people came from, as long as they trampled those hostages under the hooves of horses.

So whether Liu Zhengmin wants it or not, the 50,000 soldiers of the Yellow Dragon Legion have to fight with them.

In this plan of killing two birds with one stone, he actually made no mistakes.

If it were a different team, it would be absolutely impossible to avoid harming the hostages who had already been paralyzed at this distance.

However, he never imagined that he was facing such an unprecedented army.

"Ah......h

A scream came from the middle of the hostages.

After looking at it intently, his face became even more ugly.

His reaction was relatively quick, and some of the soldiers received his order and turned around and ran back to the hostages.

One of them raised his saber and shouted insults, trying to re-hold the hostages.

However, a long arrow burst through the air and pierced deep into his throat.

The powerful force carried his man high and flew farther and farther until he was exhausted.

The power of this arrow changed color on Fuduo's face again.

He knew, he finally knew the number and origin of this unit.

In the whole world, there is only one person who can shoot an arrow of such power.

Jebe, one of the signboards of the Black Flag Army, this strange man who is famous all over the world for his magic archery, actually appeared here.

Then, the origin of this team is obvious.

"Xu ...... Sea...... Wind, why are you here? Have the Caesars not yet come? ”

The corners of his mouth muttered.

The generals of the Yellow Dragon Legion looked at everything that happened in front of them in surprise.

Suddenly, they erupted in a fierce cheer.

A knight rode out suddenly, blocking the general of the soldiers who were rushing by.

He stopped, and the crowd looked at him in amazement.

It's not that they don't dare to move forward, but at this time, these hostages are surrounded by the black-armored knights, and they don't dare to make any mistakes at all.

Otherwise, they will face not only these terrible knights, but also the reproaches and complaints of their colleagues.

The knight stretched out his hand, and he slowly removed the helmet from his head.

Beneath the helmet was a handsome young face with dark eyes, which seemed to be lightly covered with a thin veil.

"General Liu......"

The voices of ecstasy came one after another, and in front of them was Liu Junshu, the most outstanding rising star recognized by the Liu family.

"Take me to the Grand Commander."

Looking at these eyes full of joy, Liu Junshu nodded slightly and said loudly.

Without his orders, Liu Zhengmin had already caught up as early as when the Yellow Dragon Army was in chaos.

It's just that at that time, he didn't have anything to do, he just came up to do his best.

Until, when Liu Junshu suddenly appeared in front of him, the big stone in his heart could finally fall.

"I've seen the Grand Commander." Liu Junshu saluted respectfully.

"Well, who are they?" Liu Zhengmin asked directly.

"Black Flag Army ......" Liu Junshu did not hide Liu Zhengmin's inquiry.

"Black Flag Army?" An exclamation came from his mouth, and he looked at the Black Flag Army like a high mountain, and then looked back at Liu Junshu, who was staring at him.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

"You've decided?"

"Yes......"

"You ......" Liu Zhengmin's words had a trace of extreme anger and helplessness: "Have you forgotten that your surname is Liu?" ”

"Your surname is Liu......"

This sonorous and loud sentence was like a burst of hail falling from the sky, which made Liu Junshu's heart tremble, and there was nowhere to hide.

He lowered his head, still with a hint of guilt in his heart, avoiding the Grand Commander's gaze.

It's just that in his heart, a weak voice sounded quietly: "Big brother, if you don't dislike it, let's become brother and sister with my little sister." ”

The voice turned from weak to strong, and gradually, it filled his heart.

"The Admiral has already decided." Liu Junshu raised his head and met Liu Zhengmin's gaze again.

His voice was resolute, and it was an insistence that would never be reversed even if he was pointed out by a thousand people.

Liu Zhengmin looked at him, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart, even he betrayed him, could it be that the Liu family's country was really going to be handed over?

"Great Commander, the end will come, there is something to ask for." Liu Junshu suddenly arched his hand.

"You say." Glancing at him in a daze, Liu Zhengmin asked subconsciously.

"The last general is here for the 50,000 Yellow Dragon Legion." Liu Junshu's eyes stared at each other, although his tone was indifferent, but what he said was absolutely moving: "The last general wants the command of these 50,000 soldiers and horses. ”

"Why?"

Unexpectedly, instead of being furious, Liu Zhengmin asked in a low voice.

"Strength and hostages."

Liu Junshu spit out these words from his mouth, but it was like a sharp steel knife, piercing him deeply.

Liu Zhengmin looked at him, with a strange taste in his eyes, as if he had just recognized this person.

"Haha......" half-sounded, he suddenly raised his head to the sky, and a helpless laughter burst out of his mouth.

"Commander, ...... you?"

"Junshu, can you promise me one thing?" Liu Zhengmin suppressed his laughter and asked suddenly.

With a deep bow, Liu Junshu said respectfully: "Commander, please command." ”

"Avenge me." The voice that came out of his mouth, although hoarse, was very powerful and very loud: "Listen to the generals, from this moment on, the commander of the Yellow Dragon Legion will be taken over by General Liu Junshu. ”

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why he had made such a decision.

Such a hasty appointment is not at all in accordance with the law of propriety.

However, this is the battlefield, and Liu Zhengmin has the power to decide everything.

Moreover, Liu Junshu was originally one of the heirs of the legion in their hearts, and this time he led the crowd to rescue the hostages taken by the Huns, and he took over here and now.

"Guards, come with me." Liu Zhengmin suddenly shouted, turned the horse's head, and wanted to leave.

"Commander ......" Liu Junshu saw his intentions and exclaimed.

Looking back and smiling slightly, Liu Zhengmin's face was a peaceful smile, the kind of smile that let go of everything and had no worries: "Don't forget to avenge me......"

With that, he spurred his horse and rushed towards the Chinese army, the most chaotic battlefield.

Behind him were Liu Zhengmin's henchmen, the 2,000 pro-guards.

Seeing the leader's back go away, Liu Junshu's heart was full of emotion.

He gritted his teeth, now that he has made his choice, then there is no need to regret it, even if he regrets it at this time, there is no way out behind him.

"General Zhang, you lead the troops and horses of your headquarters to take over the Black Flag Army." Liu Junshu suddenly pointed to a general and commanded in a loud voice: "The brothers' families will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes......"

The 10,000-strong man, who had already entered the age of sixtieth year, bowed his head deeply and replied respectfully.

"Brothers, the Huns are right in front of you, they burned down your homeland, slaughtered your parents and brothers, and now ......" Liu Junshu's voice suddenly soared into the sky: "It's time for you to take revenge......"

The silver spear in his hand was raised high, and under the gaze of the forty thousand warriors of the Yellow Dragon Legion, it fell heavily,

The tip of the gun pointed at the 10,000 Hun reserves.

"Kill ......"

A thunderous roar came out of the mouths of more than 40,000 people.