At dawn of the next day, the prodigal soldiers set out lightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone had a full meal before leaving. All the soldiers sensed from the meal that today's battle was unusual, after all, the steamed bun contained twice as many slices of meat, which could not have been more clear.

Han Feng chewed the steamed bun tastelessly, swallowed it with his neck in his hand, and sighed lightly as he looked at the lonely city in the distance.

I don't know if I still have my life to eat military rations after today.

Although he couldn't eat, after eating the last few bites, looking at the steamed buns that curved like crescent moons, he felt a little unfinished.

From their gaze, the eagle soaring city in the distance did not look like an eagle spreading its wings, but it was like a giant beast in the wilderness opening its bloody mouth to greet them.

I don't know when, there were many strange-looking vehicles in the town army behind the palace of the prodigal son. Han Feng had seen those cars in the book as catapults and rushing cars for siege, and it seemed that this time Huang Ji was planning to come to the real thing. It's just that he vaguely felt that he didn't understand: although the prodigal soldiers were used as bait, and after the Pingsha soldiers, they fought all the way to the city of King Khan of the Rongjin people, but this way still seemed too smooth.

According to the history books, the Rongqi people have made several large-scale southern expeditions, and each time they have dispatched more than 100,000 wolf riders, but along the way, the total number of wolf riders encountered is only 10,000, plus the 10,000 in Eagle Xiang City now, a total of only 20,000 wolf riders, so what about the rest?

It doesn't look like it's here to surround it, but it's like it's waiting to pick up a bargain.

Could it be that the Great Khan of the Rongmen had just died, and the prestige of the ruling regent Khan was not enough to command his subordinates?

Still is...... Because of the poison attack of the Yi Nu, most of the Rong men have already died? I didn't see the Yi Nu who were taken away along the way, and there were very few cattle and sheep left in the tribe.

Worried, Han Feng followed the team to the foot of Eagle Xiang City.

The city is nearer and bigger. The walls are made of blue bricks, which are twice as high as those of Lidu. Looking up, the sky is obscured.

The prodigal soldiers stopped two arrows away from Eagle Soar City - not because Huang Ji was unwilling to attack, but because there were people "welcome" them under the city opposite.

The black wolf cavalry was like a black belt in front of the city, and the land of two arrows was not far away, and the white soldiers in the front row of the prodigal soldiers almost heard the snort of the wolf rider on the opposite side.

"Boom...... Giggle...... "The soldiers in the front row chattered their teeth, and the knives and guns in their hands trembled.

"The order was given, and the whole army formed a frontal formation. Huang Ji was unhurried and passed out the military order among the Ying army.

The front line is the main attacking formation, with the front man like the bow and arrow head, and the back row like the bow and arrow shaft. After the formation is formed, it is necessary to concentrate the strength to attack only one point of the opponent, but although the concentration of the attacking power is beneficial, it is also easy to trap the person at the front of the enemy and cannot escape.

However, the pros and cons of this formation are only in the hearts of the main generals, and ordinary soldiers only know how to practice formations, where do they know their true role.

The White Army was the front, and the other four armies were arrowheads. Han Feng was behind the right side of the arrow shaft, he held the saber in his right hand, and his left arm was slightly bent to protect his chest - up to now, except for Huang Jidu, no one in the army knew that his real weapon was the cold iron sword tied to his left arm. Using a sword as a shield, he benefited a lot from the more than ten days of battle. The Cold Iron Sword had helped him block at least three deadly attacks, and if it hadn't been for it, he would have been in a different place.

And when the two armies were about to start fighting, several figures suddenly appeared on the city. Standing in the middle should be the current regent Khan of the Rongqi tribe, Irigu, and next to him stands a woman in colorful clothes. Behind the two of them, there were more than a dozen men in black furs, some holding bows and arrows aimed at the city, and others holding scimitars at their waists.

The woman in the colorful clothes didn't know what to say in Irigu's ear, Irigu nodded, walked forward to the battlement in the middle of the city wall, and shouted a few words in a loud voice. His voice was very strong, and when he shouted above Eagle Soaring City, even the prodigal soldiers could hear it clearly. It's just that he said in the Rong dialect, and these prisoner soldiers couldn't understand what he meant.

"Master Huang Shuai, what is he talking about?" Tan Qianbai rode beside Huang Jidu, knowing that Huang Ji could speak Rong dialect, so he asked.

Huang Jidu's voice was not bright, but Han Feng was not far from him, so he vaguely heard a few words: "He said that today's battle is a matter of honor and disgrace." Let the wolf riders below fight hard, and after winning the battle, they will be rewarded when they return to the city. ”

When Han Feng heard this, he smiled secretly in his heart, and he could guess what Irigu was talking about. However, as the regent Khan, he came to watch the battle in person, which was more to give confidence to the soldiers below.

Sure enough, the voice of Irigu fell, and the wolf riders screamed, and many people waved their sabers in their hands, whining in their mouths, and even the wolf riders raised their heads and let out a howl similar to a wolf's howl.

The Prodigal Sons were mostly infantry, but they all had mounts. These mounts were black horses raised by Daqing Mountain, and when they heard the wolf howl at this moment, they couldn't help but snort uneasily. Huang Jidu pressed his mount and suddenly roared: "Brothers, the meritorious service is today." As long as you defeat Eagle Soar City, you will be free!"

When the prodigal soldiers heard the word "freedom," they felt hot-headed, and more than 20,000 young men shouted in unison, and the sound immediately suppressed the momentum of the wolf rider.

A fierce battle has finally begun!

The dust on the grassland was flying, the sound of people and wolf riders roaring was deafening, everyone was red-eyed, and the swords and guns in their hands could not be seen, and at this time, there was only one thought in their hearts.

Kill, kill, kill!

However, the infantry could not compete with the cavalry after all, especially in the flat grasslands, where the disadvantages of the infantry and the advantages of the wolf cavalry were more obvious.

Like mowing grass, the white army at the front of the line was cut down to a piece. And the wolf rider's attack speed did not decrease, and he ran away with a few shouts, replaced the people in the back, and pounced like chopping melons and vegetables.

The blades of the Arrow Formation were smoothed out in the blink of an eye, and the shafts of the arrows were caught by the wolf riders, and they were about to be "cut off".

Having fought with the wolf rider several times, Han Feng already knew a lot about the wolf rider's attack methods. The cold iron sword in his left hand protected the top of his head and neck, and the saber in his right hand was specially used to cut the legs and mouth of the wolf rider, and after the wolf rider fell in pain, he went to deal with the Rong people on the wolf rider. His physical strength is not under the Rong people, and with the weapons in his hands, he is still at ease in the general offensive of the tide. But the people around him fell one by one, and he gradually changed from being attacked on one side to being attacked on two sides, and when he found that he was surrounded by the enemy as far as he could see, it was difficult for him to get out.

But he has a powerful saber in his hand and is fast, and it is not easy for the Rong people to hurt him.

But his heart sank. Even a person like himself, who was at the forefront of the prodigal soldiers, has reached such an embarrassing situation, let alone the others?

He had expected that halfway through the battle, the Pingsha soldiers would rush up and raid again as before, but after supporting for an hour, the southern horizon was still deserted, and no one appeared.

Could it be that Xing Hou wanted to use the Rong people to kill all the 20,000 prodigal soldiers? He suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he looked at Huang Jidu not far away.

Huang Jidu's martial arts are very powerful, although there are more than a dozen people around him, but he drives the black horse in and out, as if he is in a no-man's land, and even protects Tan Qianbai unscathed. But a good man is difficult to defeat with four hands, and it will take half an hour, and when the prodigal soldier is almost dead, no matter how powerful he is, can he still defeat a thousand with one and ten thousand with one?

Xing Hou has always blamed him for not protecting his sister-in-law, so that Xing Mange died at the hands of the Rong people. If this is a knife to kill......

Han Feng almost didn't dare to think about it. But as soon as he showed timidity, his body slowed down. With a "dang" sound, a saber slashed at his left arm, although there was a cold iron sword to block him from hurting his flesh, but he was still smashed by the opponent's strength and half of his body was sore.

And at this moment, a great change suddenly occurred in Eagle Soaring City!

The woman beside Iuri suddenly pulled out a short knife from her bosom and stabbed it into Irigu's heart at once.

Then, without waiting for a few big men behind her to come up, the woman grabbed the spasmodic Iri bones, and the two of them fell down together from the battlements of the city wall!

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