Li Mu was silent, his personal strength was not as good as the white wolf, and the Great Wall guards under his command had been fighting with the Hun elite cavalry for so long, and the Hun king cavalry was still a military soul legion.

This battle was doomed to be unfair from the beginning, but how could there be any fairness on the battlefield, there was just life and death, Li Mu desperately blocked the white wolf, and at the same time distracted his command.

"Rong Di is all ants!" The eyes of the guards of the Great Wall were a little red, and no one flinched, and they met them with the belief that they would die.

For so many years, they have never been defeated in the face of Rong Di, and they dare not be defeated, because behind them is their homeland, millions of Zhao people, their parents and wives.

The belief of invincibility has long been established in their hearts.

We will not be defeated in the past, we will not be defeated in the future, and we will not be defeated now!

A Great Wall guard rushed forward like moths to a flame, and for every soldier killed, a firefly rose and the Great Wall war clouds in the sky lit up.

A blood-red aura permeated everyone's bodies, filling the armor and weapons, like the color of internal qi, and as if it was dyed red by blood. Even the Great Wall above Yang Mountain turned blood red, and everyone's aura was getting stronger.

"Poof!" The Great Wall guards drew their spears, and a Hun king fell to the ground unwillingly. Immediately afterwards, as if there was a chain reaction, soldiers were constantly killed by Zhao Jun.

"Are the Zhao people a bunch of crazy people?" A trace of panic flashed in the white wolf's heart, and then disappeared completely, "I am leading the Army Soul Legion, how can I be defeated by a weak army." ”

"Hu Huai, join me to destroy the Great Wall guards of Zhao State." The white wolf shouted.

Hu Huai was stunned, the Army Soul Legion still needs others to help in the face of the non-Army Soul Legion? But now is not the time to ask, Hu Huai did not hesitate, and rushed over with the Hun elite cavalry who was almost beaten to the collapse by Li Mu.

"Poof!"

Li Mu was suddenly attacked by two transcendent realm powerhouses, and his whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he almost fell off his horse, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his chest was sunken.

"General!" Li Cheng hurriedly supported Li Mu and commanded the guards to surround the white wolf and the tiger acacia.

"I'm fine." Li Mu shook his head, only to feel a heart-rending pain coming from the wound, as if someone was holding a knife and kept cutting through the wound.

Either the talent of Hu Huai does not play a role, and once it does, it is extremely insidious, and even Li Mu is a little unbearable.

"Hunk King Ride to us." Yan Ju finally led Zhao Fei to rush over, blocking the attack of Huhuai and the white wolf, saving several of Li Mu's personal guards, and turning back to Li Mu.

"Okay." Li Mu covered his wound, nodded, glanced at the white wolf resentfully, and then slowly turned his head and looked at the tiger locust on the side.

The Hun king's cavalry is blocked, and the Great Wall guards and the Hun elite cavalry will also be counted as a general account.

"Zhao Fei rides!" The white wolf looked at Yan Ju cautiously, without fighting, he could feel the huge power of the military soul contained in Zhao Fei's cavalry, which was definitely not comparable to the army of the Xiongnu King Cavalry, which was forcibly promoted to the level of the military soul by virtue of the Kunlun God.

"After today, there will be no more Huns on the grassland." Yan Ju looked at the white wolf and said very seriously. As soon as the words fell, the scimitar slashed through the space, and the cold edge slashed towards the white wolf.

"After today, Zhao Feiqi will be history." The white wolf resisted Yan Ju's attack, his eyes were cold, as if the wolf king was looking at his prey.

"Huh." Yan Ju sneered twice, and the bright light bloomed from his body, and golden starlight appeared on each Zhao Feiqi, and five thousand Zhao Feiqi were like five thousand stars illuminating the entire Hetao.

"Huh!" The huge wings stretched out from both sides, covering the sky and the sun, and the Hun king's horse was affected by the air current, and the speed was suddenly reduced.

Zhao Fei jumped up, stepped on the head of the Hun King and flew into the sky, stepped out of a distance of 100 meters, and kept shooting the bow and arrow in his hand downward, even if the Hun King rode desperately to dodge, there were still hundreds of people who fell from the horse with arrows.

"That's it? Isn't it claimed to be able to avoid damage? Yan Ju sneered, but his heart was extremely dignified, just now Zhao Feiqi shot at least two waves, 10,000 arrows missed, and less than one-tenth of them hit the Hun King's horse, and only a small part of these tenths hit the vital point.

The distance between the two sides is only a few steps, such a short distance, ordinary people don't even have time to react, let alone dodge. The Hun King rode stubbornly with the skills trained to the bones, and dodged most of the arrows.

Yan Ju even saw that some arrows were lost when they were about to be shot, so they turned a corner from the side and crossed over.

"This is probably because after the Hun King became a military soul legion, his ability to avoid damage has been greatly enhanced, and in the face of attacks that cannot be avoided, he directly changes the enemy's attack trajectory. However, fortunately, some of the attacks still hit the Hun king's horse. I just don't know if it's because the ability of the Hun King's riding has reached the limit, or because of the lack of military soul power. Yan Ju thought in his heart.

If it is the former, the Hun king will be much easier to deal with, if it is the latter, if it is not destroyed today, it will be a big trouble in the future.

"You ......" the white wolf trembled angrily, his eyes blood-red.

After becoming a military soul legion, the ability of the Hun King Cavalry changed from avoiding damage to avoiding all visual attacks, but because of the previous battle by Le Yi and Zhao Feiqi who jointly killed 4,000 veterans, the entire legion was almost abolished.

Although Gu Tu re-selected 4,000 soldiers, how can these soldiers be compared to the veterans of a hundred battles before, if there is enough time to slowly merge, just a few days will be forgotten.

Even if it was finally fused under the power of the Kunlun God, it still left a hidden danger after all, and the newly formed talent was not complete enough.

The white wolf reluctantly thought of the way to deal with the Hun king's cavalry, and shouted loudly, "Attack the belly of the horse." ”

Although Zhao Feiqi gained a condescending advantage, he also exposed the weakness of the horse's belly, as long as the war horse was killed, the remaining soldiers would not be afraid.

The king of the Huns raised his bow and arrows and shot towards Zhao Fei's horse, Yan Ju showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, the white wolf could think of it, could Zhao Jun not think of it?

With the huge wings slamming to the ground, the arrow seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and after a short pause, it fell to the ground weakly.

After stepping out of the 100 meters, Zhao Fei rode to the ground, slashed forward with a knife, and without waiting for the Hun King to ride back, the horse's hooves were lightly clicked, and his wings were fanned, and he flew up again.

After one time, the Hun king rode smartly, and when he saw Zhao Fei's horse falling, he immediately rushed to the place where Zhao Fei's horse would fall, and slashed with his sword.

The two legions did not collide vigorously like other battlefields, and both sides used their skills to the extreme, and every attack and defense was like an art.