"The king was bombed to death, many generals were bombed to death, if you are bombed to death, prince, then we will be completely destroyed, even if we have more soldiers, it will be useless."

"Let's go back!"

Ah Kun gritted his teeth, glared at the city wall fiercely, and ran away.

Seeing this, many generals also ran away in the same way, not daring to continue the charge.

The generals all turned around and fled, and these soldiers all fled without exception wherever they still had the fighting spirit to continue to move forward.

All the barbarian cavalry withdrew.

"Kill me!"

Zhang Wu rushed out first, Mu Ergou followed, and the veterans of the Caizhan Army also followed.

This company bombarded down, and almost a fifth of the barbarian cavalry died.

But even if they were quite numerous, they fled because the King of the Northern Han and many generals were bombarded to death.

Morale has long since collapsed.

Such an army of morale is like a docile sheep that can be slaughtered at will.

Soon, Ah Kun Bar returned to the rear, looked at Zhang Wu who was chasing behind, and gritted his teeth, "Mom, this prince wants to see what kind of lethality your colorful army has, Yue Buzhong, you take 10,000 cavalry and kill him for this king." ”

After the order was given, Ah Kun took the corpse of the King of the Northern Cold and turned around and ran.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, but the catapults on the city wall are eyeing him and are still bombarding.

"Yes."

Yue Buzhong's scalp was numb and stepped forward.

Although he now has the command of 10,000 cavalry, he is afraid of death in his heart, and he is ready to move.

10,000 against 1,000, if it was a hard fight, he really didn't think Zhang Wu would win.

As long as Zhang Wu is hacked to death, then he will make another great achievement, and he will definitely be able to rise to the next level.

"Kill."

Yue Buzhong took the military order flag, divided the 10,000 cavalry into two parts, and prepared to give Zhang Wu's 1,000 colorful war army veterans a big package.

In an instant, the two teams of people and horses were intertwined, and the sound of weapons colliding was constantly heard.

When.

Zhang Wu took the lead, and the thin sword seemed to give a soul, and he kept dancing in the middle of the battlefield, directly cutting off the long knife in the hands of the barbarian cavalry.

This happened to those thousand veterans as well.

"Kill."

Mu Ergou shouted, and the entire 1,000-person soldiers were full of killing intent, and they kept fighting forward.

Tick.

When Yue Buzhong saw this scene, he was directly stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He didn't expect that this colorful war army was so fierce that it could even cut off the weapons of the barbarians.

When those cavalrymen saw this, they immediately lost their morale, and they turned around and ran away, not daring to step forward at all.

"Don't run, you can't run!"

Yue Buzhong screamed heartbreakingly, seeing that Zhang Wu was about to kill in front of him, he immediately panicked, and he didn't hesitate to turn around and run.

Zhang Wu didn't bird him at all, but led the cavalry to Ah Kun to kill.

The corpse of the Northern Han King must be taken down, only in this way can the morale of the barbarian cavalry be greatly damaged.

"it, run there!"

Mu Ergou rode forward on horseback, and slashed directly in the next second.

When.

With a knife, Yue Buzhong's head fell directly, and his head fell to the ground, his face full of unwillingness.

"Yue Buzhong is dead, who dares to fight with me Mu Ergou!"

Mu Ergou raised his waist sword and shouted loudly, and his voice spread all over the world.

"Mu Ergou!"

When those barbarian cavalrymen heard this name, they instantly recalled a very unfriendly memory from many years ago.

At the same time, Zhang Wu was also about to catch up with Ah Kun, and the waist sword in his hand kept waving in the air.

"Prince, hurry up and throw away the king's corpse, or we really won't be able to escape."

Seeing that there were only a few people around, Zhang Wu was still chasing and killing behind, and one of the guards hurriedly dissuaded him.

It's really not okay if you don't lose it, there are catapults on the city wall, and there are colorful soldiers chasing them non-stop.

The barbarian cavalry has long since lost its morale.

"Woo, father, my son is unfilial, I'm sorry for you, but don't worry, I will definitely break through Lanzhou City, snatch back your body, and avenge the slaughter of the city!"

Ah Kun struggled for a moment, then threw away the body of the Northern Han King, put it on the war horse on the side, and then left directly.

Seeing this, Zhang Wu frowned, ready to turn to capture Ah Kun alive.

But with so much personal guard protection, plus Ah Kun's riding skills are very good, he can't catch up at all.

So, with a finger of his sword, Zhang Wu raised the head of the King of Northern Han high and hung it in mid-air.

Wow.

When those barbarian cavalry saw this, their morale was completely lost in an instant, and they all rode away on horseback.

Their king hung like a dog in the air.

This reminded these barbarian cavalrymen of the scene when they were once chased and killed by the Caizhan army.

At this point, they were really scared.

There were even some barbarian cavalry who dismounted and surrendered, not daring to resist anything.

In this battle, whether it was the stone bullet cart or the weapon that sharpened iron like clay, they fell into despair and completely lost their morale.

It's like an adult bullying a child.

Seeing that someone had surrendered, Zhang Wu immediately shouted: "Those who surrender will not be killed." ”

"Surrender or kill!"

The veterans of the Colorful War Army, who were experienced in combat, also cheered.

The sound is like a rainbow, shaking the sky and the earth.

Many barbarian cavalrymen who had lost their morale dismounted and surrendered, not daring to put up any resistance.

The baggage cavalry in the rear also dismounted and surrendered.

"It's finally over."

On the city wall, Mu Shaoyou watched all this, a relaxed smile flowed on his face, and then quickly ordered, "Transfer all the soldiers in the city, and let the defeated soldiers in the southern camp also come over and clean up the battlefield." ”

Although the war is over, it takes more time to clean up the battlefield than to fight.

Soon, the defending soldiers and defeated soldiers all went out of the city, looking at the scene in front of them in amazement, and their eyes burst out with disbelief.

And in the city, the news of killing the king of the Northern Han and defeating the barbarian army also spread.

"Good news!"

"The military advisor has killed the Northern Han King."

"The marshal defeated the barbarian cavalry."

"The barbarian cavalry has surrendered, and they are already frightened and stupid."

"The body of the King of the Northern Cold was also snatched back by the big handsome!"

The herald shouted with joy, and the news drifted through the city like a cold wind.

"The Strategist won!"

"Dashuai won!"

"We've really won the barbarians!"

"This is not expected, didn't the military advisor say a long time ago that the King of the Northern Cold is not good."

"Yes, then the King of the Northern Han is a thin dog, and it is useless."

"The barbarians are just like that, I really don't know why I was so afraid of them before."

Many soldiers and the people shouted excitedly and danced.

A big battle that seemed to have no chance of winning in their eyes was really won, and they also killed the Northern Han King!