Slavic camp, on a lookout.

The Grand Duke of Bavaria, General Charles, and some of the generals and staff officers are looking out at the battlefield.

General Charlie's brows were tightly locked, and his heart was very anxious.

He had already tried his best to attack, but the defensive intensity of the defenders of Yanmen Pass was beyond his expectations.

The Yanmen Gate was closed and hung with the "Han" character flag, and there was no need to ask about the rebellion.

Rebellions are always supposed to cause chaos, right?

The 20,000 soldiers in Yanmen Pass were not very strong in the first place, and with their own chaos, they should be easily able to break through.

General Charlie took a deep breath and said to the staff officer standing to his left: "Go and tell the lads. ”

"I know they've done their best. But I hope they can work harder and play harder. We don't have much time, we have to take Yanmen Pass as soon as possible. ”

"Wait for the attack on Yanmen Pass. I allowed them to plunder in Shanxi. Whether it is a woman or a treasure, whatever is grabbed belongs to them. ”

"Yes." The staff officers took notes one by one, answered, stepped down from the lookout, turned on their horses, and went to the front.

Today.

The Slavic infantry in charge of the first wave of the offensive was 5,000 men.

After they got the promise of General Charles, their morale was greatly boosted.

"Kill. Kill into Yanmen Pass. For women, for treasure. ”

"Turn the Han people into serfs, and turn their women into our women."

"Kill !!"

A rugged-looking, strong, thick-haired Slavic hoplite rushed towards Yanmen Pass with red eyes and a high-pitched cry.

Originally, their offensive was already very strong.

Now it's stronger.

"Swing".

That's when it happened. The gate of the wild goose closed and opened.

This is a shocking change!

The Slavic warriors were stunned for a moment, and then they went wild. The originally bloodshot eyes were like real bloody eyes, glowing red.

"The door opened. The door was closed. The Han people were afraid. They surrendered. Brothers, come on. ”

"Kill. Entered the Guanzhong and robbed Shanxi. ”

"Kill !!!"

Desire makes ordinary Slavic hoplites lose their ability to think.

But General Charlie and his generals and staff officers noticed something strange.

General Charlie's face changed drastically, and he immediately ordered: "Hurry." I don't think it's good to have our cavalry prepare for the attack. ”

"Yes." A staff officer saw sweat on his forehead and went down.

Although the order had been given, the hearts of the people had not settled down.

They're attacking so smoothly these days. The hoplites did not prepare for battle in advance. It takes time for knights and cavalrymen to put on their armor.

"I hope my worries don't come true." General Charles prayed inwardly.

"Da Da Da !!!"

"Kill !!!!!!"

The prayer was unsuccessful.

The gate of Yanmen Pass was opened, and Feng Chong and Wu Min each led thousands of heavy armored and heavy cavalry to kill them.

The Slavic hoplites were busy attacking the city, in neat formation, but relatively scattered. Not a complete phalanx.

They didn't expect that the Han army would kill them.

And it's cavalry.

Their minds are full of desires.

Entered Shanxi, robbed women, and made Han people serfs.

They were caught off guard.

On the contrary, the Han army was relaxed.

Wu Min took the lead, holding a horse lance in his hand, and moved forward.

"Kill !!!!!!!!" Wu Min's face, which resembled Wu Nian, showed a hideous look, and the Zhangba horse lance in his hand slammed forward. Smashed into the helmet of a Slavic hoplite.

Not as exaggerated as the brains, but the Slavic hoplite died without saying a word.

"Poof". After Wu Min made a successful move, the horse lance stabbed forward. Pierced into the neck of a Slavic hoplite with precision and brutality, slicing off his head with a movement of his arms.

"Poof, poof."

Wu Min was like a tiger entering a flock, and the Slavic hoplites who passed through fell in a pool of blood.

The thousands of heavily armored cavalry under his command, their legs clamped between the horse's belly, the soles of their feet firmly enclosed in the stirrups, their hands let go of the reins, and they held mounted spears, and condescendingly stabbed at the Slavic hoplites.

Relying on the impact of the horses, they were like a heavy tank, and everywhere they passed, people turned on their backs.

The Slavs fell in pieces like rice in a strong wind.

Before they fell, they also fantasized about attacking Yanmen Pass and robbing women and treasures.

Shocking.

Outburst.

The gate of the wild goose was closed. Xue Pingkou's blood boiled when he saw it, it was really too powerful.

It's too powerful.

"Quick. Cheer on the drums. Xue Pingkou shouted in a trembling voice.

It's so cool.

Shanxi people have guarded the Yanmen Pass for many years, and none of the ten times they have gone out to cut people. Not to mention the one-sided crushing.

Don't be too cool to watch the cavalry charge.

"Knock Knock Knock !!!!"

The strong man in charge of drumming, who woke up like a dream, also trembled with excitement, picked up the drumstick, exerted all his strength, and put all his passion into it.

The drum beat was played.

"Kill !!!" Feng Chong took the lead, holding a large sword, constantly roaring, and constantly slashing. His broadsword is good for chopping, and it's particularly cool to chop.

"Hahaha." The rise of killing, Feng Chong looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice was majestic.

The sudden attack of the Han army was completely unexpected by the Slavic hoplites in charge of the siege. But after a brief blank of thought, they reacted quickly.

"Quick, stop them."

"Kill them all."

"Archers. Shoot them. ”

The officers were furious, howling loudly, and commanded the infantry to assemble. Ordered the archers on the well cart to shoot the Han cavalry from a high position.

This, of course, caused some damage to the Han cavalry, but it was not a big problem.

The Han army was heavily armored and heavy cavalry, and the armor defense was very high.

On the contrary, the regrouped Slavic heavy soldiers caused some casualties to the Han army.

"Kill !!!" These heavily armed soldiers armed with infantry swords rushed to the Han cavalry without fear of death.

"Kill !!!" Wu Min took the lead and rushed to the front. But he wielded the lance, and it was not as easy as before.

"Kill !!!" The heavily armored heavy cavalry behind him, playing a role, fought their way forward.

The resistance of the Slavic hoplites was useful, but not entirely. In general. The cavalry of the Han army suddenly came out and occupied the absolute upper hand.

As well as the initiative on the battlefield.

Wu Min and Feng Chong fought left and right, detouring and interspersing, killing the Slavic army formation, and passing through the Shura Road paved with blood and corpses.

The two met in the center of the battlefield.

The armor on the two and the heavy cavalry under their command has become blood armor. There is the blood of the Slavs, and there is their own blood.

Their will to fight is very high, and the rise of killing.

Wu Min and Feng Chong glanced at each other and nodded in unison.

It's not over.

Keep killing.