The Hun general Ya Aosen led five thousand Hun cavalry from the main camp where the canyon was located, and as soon as he opened the mouth of the canyon, he immediately accelerated his horse and galloped, at this time his face had long lost his composure just now, and his face was solemn and wanted to drip water, and the horse whip in his hand did not care about stepping down the dark clouds and snow worth ten thousand gold, and fiercely pulled out several bloody whip marks on the hips of the war horse, and the battle horn in front of him to request reinforcements was becoming more and more urgent. The sound of the horn is two short and two long, which means that he has fought with the enemy, and is at the disadvantage of being suppressed, and the horn sound of the horn is desperate to seek reinforcements from the main force makes his heart tighten.

From the moment he arrived at the camp, he regretted it a little, because he was in a hurry to rush back, he made a fatal mistake, underestimated the combat ability of those black cavalry, the number of those black cavalry was only a few hundred, but he still dared to take the initiative to attack in the face of more than three times the enemy in the sudden outbreak of the encounter, obviously they were all fierce field elites, although the other party also showed long-range attack power, but the possibility of melee cavalry was the majority, everyone knew that the Falcon Imperial cavalry was able to fight near and far, and he ignored it in his heart,

The Hungarian Kingdom shocked the Obaro with archers, on the battlefield, the extremely mobile archers never looked at the melee cavalry, the Hungarians pursued cavalry field warfare, mobility first, no matter how sharp the melee cavalry was, it was always only the share of following the tail of the archers to eat arrows, and the Central European Baro did not have that country that had enough to confront the Humian archers, for decades, it was natural to form such an arrogant idea, Yaoson thought that he stayed to watch the cavalry of the Falcon Empire was also elite, if the other party chose to evacuate, these five hundred archers were enough to bite them steadily behind, but if the other party returned to the battle...... This thought made Yaosin break out in a cold sweat, which could not be supported by the combat effectiveness of the archers alone, and from the front came a rapid cry for help like a stretched tightrope. You can imagine the crisis of the shape of the shì at this moment,

Being able to force the five hundred elite archers he left behind like this in such a short period of time is enough to prove that the other party is a melee cavalry, and it is also an extremely fierce melee cavalry, once these Falcon Imperial cavalry are freed from their shackles, in the vast night, it is as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack to catch them again

There is another reason why Yaaosen is so anxious, the squadron leader who left to lead the team is Yaaosen's eldest son, the young patriarch of the Yaao clan, Yaaode. It is one of the few young people who complete the coming-of-age ceremony in the land of the ancestors of the north as the heir of the Hungarian family, and is highly expected by Yaaosen, and is called the steppe wolf of the Yaao family in Hungary, the steppe wolf in Hungary is a name for the majestic young man, and the premise of this title is that the coming-of-age ceremony must be completed in the land of the ancestors in the far north, although the Hungarian nobles still maintain the barbaric custom of completing the coming-of-age ceremony in the northern grasslands, but the influence of the extravagance of the European Barro nobles in the past hundred years is also obvious. The distance between the Hungarian Kingdom and the northern steppe of Central Bia is two thousand miles, and there are all kinds of risks on the way, and this change is also the trend of the times. As the memories of the older generation of grasslands withered away, the minds of the new generation of Hungarian nobles were only a vague concept of the northern ancestral grasslands.

Who wants to go to a dangerous place just for the sake of a symbol? There are far fewer young people going to the land of the ancestors in the north to go through the arduous road of decay, and there is another reason why this tradition is rapidly fading. In the past ten years, because of the war between Gangfei and the Gauls, the road to the north is not smooth, and the northern steppe is also a chaotic civil war.

In the past ten years, some of the heirs of the noble clans have rarely appeared in the departure queue to the land of the ancestors in the north in the past ten years, and some families have simply replaced them with vassal children, and there is nothing enough to worry about in their homeland, and they have now accepted the reality that they are Central European Barro people.

Just for this vague concept, just for the sake of a so-called tradition, it is not worth it to let a noble Hungarian descendant trek two thousand miles to adventure, but Yaaosen is a very traditional person, and he insists that his son abide by the tradition: "How can a young eagle who has never seen a steppe soar above the sky! How can a wolf on the grassland know the origin of the name of the Hungarian tooth!" Yaaodel, who has been to the land of the ancestors, is the pride of Yaaosen, and at this moment, thinking that his son is fighting with a murderous enemy in front, and may even face the dilemma of a death battle, how not to make Yaaosen anxious,

He is an excellent general, but at this moment, he is more of a father, so he didn't realize at all that being taken out of the main camp of the brigade was almost an empty camp at the moment, and the sound of the horn from the direction of the main camp only made him frown slightly,

"Lord Orison, there is a horn sound from the main camp where His Majesty is located! The situation has changed, we must lead the team back immediately," a Hungarian general from the main camp leaned over with a nervous look on his horse and said loudly

"Your mission is to eliminate the main force of the Falcon Empire's forward scouts, as for the main camp, there are still seven hundred elites and more than four thousand servants there, which is enough to deal with one in a short time!" Orison hesitated for a moment, looked at him and said, "This is not far from the location of the battle number ahead, it can be reached in twenty minutes at most, it is already in front of you, how can you give it up"

"But if the main camp is ......" The Hungarian general showed a look of difficulty on his face,

"Don't stop, everyone, go all out, if your majesty pursues it, there will be me!" Orison waved his hand violently with a displeased expression, urging the whole army to continue to move forward, the horse's hooves roared, he had already made a package ticket to the king, and he could gather all the credit for a battle when he was close at hand, and his son Oridel's life and death were uncertain, and he didn't know how to wait for reinforcements to arrive in the chaotic battle, it was unwise to withdraw just for a small change in the camp, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't think that there would be any problems with the main camp, seven hundred of the most fierce and daring Hun warriors, and thousands of servants to assist, there was a valley mouth in front of him to hold on, unless he encountered a strong attack of more than 5,000 troops, it was impossible to break through the camp in a short time, and this vicinity, even if all the Falcon Imperial cavalry are put together, at most a thousand people, and its main force is still in front, no matter how you look at it, the main camp will be fine!

"Forward!" the Hungarian cavalry, who had received the order, paused slightly after the commotion. Accelerate forward again,

In the front few miles, the Imperial Guards cavalry led by Gabriel was entangled with the Hungarian Cavalry, the Hung Tooth Archers were at a disadvantage in numbers, and they were caught off guard, and they had already been scattered, and hundreds of Guards Cavalry chased after the Hungarian Cavalry, frantically slashing with swords and spears, shooting with crossbows in their hands, although the mountains and wilderness were vast. Fortunately, the white flag behind the Hun cavalry was really eye-catching in the dark night.

"Seize the commanding heights!" Gabriel shouted, leading a dozen imperial cavalry to take the lead in rushing to seize a commanding height, looking at the white flags below, he jumped down from his war horse without hesitation and raised his crossbow lunge to shoot, the crossbow arrows were like the wind, until they were inserted into the back of the Hun cavalry, the accuracy of the infantry was greatly improved, and more than a dozen imperial guards held crossbows with both hands. There was a fierce shot at the Hungarian queue, and for a while, the Hungarian archers fell a lot, and the queue was chaotic

"Bastard, control the commanding heights!"

A young Hungarian officer commanded in the center. Seeing this scene, he also shouted loudly, and instigated his war horse to run up to a nearby mound, condescending. With a few subordinates constantly shooting arrows desperately to block the oncoming Imperial cavalry, the sky was dark, but here it was. I can barely see the scenery more than 20 steps away in front of me. The Hungarian officer on the top of the hill was Oridel, he found that the flag was the biggest target, and he had already pulled out the flag and threw it away, which made the imperial cavalry hardly notice him.

At night, if not completely unable to control the whole army, at least the dispatch is ineffective. The collapse of one corner, the defeat of one place, I am afraid that it will not be too late to remedy, and thus trigger the collapse of the whole army.

And the soldiers are also difficult to line up, and even difficult to protect against the stray arrows flying everywhere, only when they collide together, can they distinguish friend from foe, and then the most tragic fight. Tonight suddenly changed, so that the two light horses that circled outside, circled each other, and had never met each other, had to start the most tragic battle of the night in this unfavorable terrain at night!

The formation of the Hun cavalry had long been scattered, except for a part of the desperate resistance on the hills, and a part of the panicked escape into the river next to it, regardless of the severe winter cold, regardless of the white ice floe floating on the river surface, they tried to steer the horse over the hooves and jumped into the river to escape to the other side of the river, and slowly moved forward in the river water in the belly of the horse.

Some were shot by the crossbow arrows of the Falcon Imperial cavalry, and the corpses were still lying on their horses.

The Falcon Imperial cavalry naturally did not give up and flee easily, and drove the war horses to jump into the river, all of them were extremely experienced in the battle array, one by one lowered their figures, slowly but resolutely towards the other end of the river, the Hun Tooth Archers who swam ashore were no longer able to fight in formation, they had been beaten to the point of fear, and they just wanted to be able to escape immediately, but the cold made the war horses unable to run at full speed for a while, and they hesitated slightly, and were suddenly slashed and killed by the Imperial Guards cavalry who followed and rushed up. For a while, here and there, there was the sound of sharp blades entering flesh everywhere, and the dying screams of the Hun people!

In terms of hills, the number of Huns has been sharply reduced to less than 100 cavalry under several attacks of the Imperial cavalry, and the Imperial Guards cavalry below have taken turns to attack the top of the hills. The front is a little weak, so the person behind is on top. The top of this hill is actually not huge, but there are enough people for about two hundred people to fight on it. A team of dozens of people on both sides, and a team of dozens of people kept filling in. Gritting his teeth and fighting face-to-face, in the blink of an eye, the blood had already sprinkled the top of the hill, and the soil could not absorb it, so it flowed down the ravine on the hill!

The Imperial Guards cavalry became more and more courageous, and the Huns were beaten and retreated, losing most of the hills, and the Huns were already desperate.

They are archers, on horseback archery, they are above the Imperial Guards cavalry, but in terms of charging and fighting, the Guards cavalry can fight three archers at a time, the corpses of the archers are mixed on top of the hills, and the encounter between the two sides lasted only an hour. It was all carried out in the darkest hour, and the five hundred archers of the Huns were almost completely wiped out, and the Imperial Guards cavalry also lost a hundred of them! The Guards cavalry was preparing for the final assault, and before they knew it, a huge rumbling sound came from a distance, and when they looked around in the faint light of the night, they saw a long black line coming towards this side like crazy.

It was the main force of Orison's five thousand Hun cavalry that struck,

"Withdraw!" shouted Gabriel, whose face was ugly, and he had fought from beginning to end. Now riding on the horse still with a straight back. His black mount. It's almost all red now. No one knows how many Huns he killed in a battle to the death just now, Orison's main cavalry force was fierce, and the ground trampled by the horse's hooves was like an earthquake.

No matter how stupid the Imperial Guards cavalry were, they knew that the number of people coming was not ordinary, and they all reined in their horses and turned to run, they were all elite scouts, and what they were best at was running, and when they ran, they were not running together, but they scattered like a tree falling down. Hundreds of horses ran all over the mountains, and there was still a fierce god-like fierceness just now, which made the dozen or so remnants of the Hun cavalry who had made mortal preparations on the top of the hill look stupid, this is the true face of the gang of killing gods just now, this is not ordinary!

"Do you just watch them slip away?" Oridel was among the dozen or so Hun cavalrymen, who had broken three ribs and been stabbed in the arm. Fortunately, it was just scratched, and he was desperately dragged here by several subordinates, although he couldn't die, but he was almost fainting from the pain. That's what he looked like, he shouted angrily, gritted his teeth and held the reins of the war horse and wanted to step on the war horse, his eyes glancing at these subordinates who had survived the war. "What are you still hesitating about, the camera is in hot pursuit, our reinforcements are coming! Avenge our brothers"

There are officers who are brave so far, what else do these Hun cavalry have to say, one by one, covered in blood, trying to instigate the horse to pursue forward, but looking at the back of the mountains and fields in front of them, I don't know which one to chase for a while, more than a dozen people are looking at Oridel, in fact, at this moment, they. As far as the eye can see, the war horse that has completely lost its master is hovering beside the corpse of the master, and the remaining of their lives have lost the courage to fight to the death with the other party again, and Oridel does not know who to chase, at this time, the five thousand main forces led by Orisen have arrived on the battlefield,

With just a sweep of his gaze, Orison, a fierce general of the Hungarian Kingdom, took a deep breath of cold air,

He left five hundred people, and in just one hour, there are only a dozen people left, which shows the fierceness of this battle, the whole hill is full of human corpses and horse corpses, and the layers almost block the road, the soil under the hills is red, and there are many corpses floating on the side of the river, and the body is full of white feathers with clusters of arrows, which rise and fall on the river surface until it hits the ice floe,

"Bastard!"

Orison looked at the dozen or so people who survived with bloodshot eyes, and finally saw his son, and his heart was relieved, and he raised his hand high, "The whole army is pursuing, and all of them must be killed!" The overwhelming light archers roared down from the hills, chasing the direction of the Imperial Guards' escape, and pursued them to the death!

At this moment, a trumpet sounded again in the direction of the camp in the distance, and this time, the sound of the horn was no longer a hurried battle horn, but a heavy and mournful bass, as if slowly spiraling upward, the tone was low with a hint of terrifying desolation,

The sound of the horn entered the ears, Orison's face was stunned for a moment, and the other Huns also reined in their horses, everyone pricked up their ears, their faces were full of disbelief, the horn rose again, this time it was clearer, so clear that everyone's hearts paused, this is the king's martyrdom!

Orison held the reins of the horse tightly, his straight body shivered on the horse's back, raised his head and looked in the direction of the main camp in the distance, his lips trembled slightly, "What's the matter! How can it be the king's martyrdom!" "Something happened to the main camp!" Many Hungarian cavalry launched a terrible shout, and turned their horses to run in the direction of the main camp, these are mainly cavalry directly under the king of Hungary, if the king dies, they will be buried, and some Hungarian cavalry jumped off the warhorse, holding the cavalry bayonet spear in one hand, while kneeling down on one knee in the direction of the large camp, the Hungarian general who had returned halfway was almost off the horse, just looked at Orisen with vicious eyes, and said angrily" Orison, if something really happens to Your Majesty, you are a sinner in the whole kingdom!"

"Go back, the whole army returns!"

Orison brandished his horsewhip and shouted, he couldn't care about the pursuit at the moment, the most important thing was to go back immediately, the king was still in the main camp, and now the horn of the king martyrdom came from the direction of the main camp, how not to make him palpitate, and the possibility of the king martyrdom blowing the wrong trumpet is almost zero,

The Hungarians knew this, and because it was not an ordinary meaning, it did not circulate to ordinary soldier trumpeters. The only person who can blow the trumpet of the king's martyrdom is the trumpeter in the royal family's attendants, and this is what makes Orison's heart palpitate.

It is impossible for the trumpet of the king's martyrdom to be blown wrong, and since it has been blown, it means that the king has been killed! However, how could His Majesty the king be killed? There were still thousands of servants in the camp, and there were hundreds of loyal and brave warriors, and even Orison himself felt incredible in such a result......!