Arrogance requires strength, and it is clear that Fu Luo does not have this strength.

In the face of Murong Chui, Fu Ya, Gao Yun, and Lu Guang's attacks from all sides, even if Fu Luo is really ten thousand enemies, it is impossible to escape annihilation.

However, this person also has some brains, and without waiting for the four armies to join forces, he concentrated the elite and prepared to break through all the way.

The first to pick was the East Road Gaoyun Department, but when I saw the momentum of the black cloud riding from afar, I turned around and left.

Lu Guang in the north was full of cavalry, and he didn't dare to fight.

Murong Chui in the south is too famous, Fu Luo is arrogant and arrogant, and he still knows his strength, so he chooses and chooses, and finally chooses Fu Ya, who is not the Black Cloud Army.

Defeat Fu Ya, you can take advantage of the situation to rush into the rich Liangzhou and get in touch with Yao Chang.

"Fu Ya, as a clan, surrendered to the enemy country, the crime is not punishable, sons, take his head, capture Liangzhou, and take it from Qian Bao's children Ren Er!" Floro rode his horse and shouted loudly.

"Break through Liangzhou!" What kind of commander there is, what kind of soldiers, among the 20,000 troops, in fact, there are only 3,000 Di people, and the rest are recruited Xianbei, Xiongnu and other tribes.

As soon as they heard that they could plunder, the soldiers let out a beast-like roar, and they raised their iron forks and wooden spears in their hands, and their morale rose instantly.

Fu Luo laughed on his horse, and the army marched southwest in a miasma.

"Report to the King of Qin, thirty miles ahead, I found more than 7,000 people in Liangzhou, and less than 1,000 cavalry!" Several scouts rushed in.

Hearing that there were only seven thousand people, Fu Luo's eyes lit up, "Speed up the march and quickly defeat Fu Ya!" ”

Fu Ya had 20,000 or 30,000 troops in his hands, most of which were the elites who had exterminated Qiu Chi and captured Guzang, but now he only brought 7,000 people, most of whom were foot soldiers, obviously attacking the enemy.

However, Fu Luo was extremely cautious, and sent several scouts to find out if there was any ambush around.

Fu Ya was a one-man general when he was in Qin.

Two hours later, the scouts returned one after another, "King Qin, I didn't find an ambush!" ”

Attacking from all sides, the other three sides are all black cloud elites, even if they win, there is no oil and water, and only by defeating Fu Ya can they get respite.

At this time, it was already ready to fly, and it had to be sent.

"Attack!" The long lance is pointing forward.

Ho, ho, ho......

The Hun cavalry roared and rushed south, followed by Fu Luo with 3,000 elites from his headquarters.

Despite the desperate situation, Fu Luo is not worried, as long as he breaks one way, the other roads are not to be feared.

So he didn't choose to stick to the Hetao, he definitely couldn't hold it, the Hetao was broken, and there was no decent city.

Although he is arrogant and arrogant, he is not stupid, and only by killing him can he get a glimmer of life.

The two armies discovered each other almost simultaneously.

The Liangzhou army immediately laid out an array on the plain.

The Hun cavalry were all light horsemen with rich experience, and they circled and circled like long snakes, galloping and shooting.

The Liangzhou army was in a panic.

The plain was conducive to the cavalry rushing, and the large formation of the infantry army did not turn well, and the cavalry was clustered in the middle.

Fu Luo looked at the tall "beam" tooth in the army, and vaguely saw a person standing under the tooth curl, a sable collar with a long sword hanging from his waist, and he was riding on a horse indifferently, who was not Fu Ya?

If he supported himself as the king of Qin, how would he end up in the current situation?

When the enemies saw each other, they couldn't help but have their eyes red with blood, and roared angrily: "The whole army is attacking!" ”

The foot soldiers and cavalry all rushed up.

But he didn't find that although the Liangzhou army was chaotic, the position did not move in the slightest.

Although the Fuluo army was numerous, it did not even have a basic formation, and they fought separately.

In the Liangzhou infantry formation, the soldiers became more and more stable, the spears and bows,

"Fu Ya old thief, die!" The self-proclaimed 10,000-strong enemy Fu Luo led the three thousand headquarters to rush forward, he had absolute confidence, as long as he broke through the infantry formation, he could cut off Fu Ya's head!

At the same time, Fu Ya under the tooth curl waved her hand casually, the horn sounded, and the step formation divided into a passage.

Hundreds of cavalry slowly marched forward with heavy steps, and the armor on their bodies sonorously sounded with the ups and downs of the war horses, and even the war horses were covered with a layer of leather armor.

There were dozens of Hun cavalry who drilled into it without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, turning into a pile of flesh and blood in front of the battle.

Liangzhou heavy cavalry stepped on the flesh and blood, dyed with a layer of blood, the speed became faster and faster, like a thunderbolt on the battlefield, all the enemy troops in front of them died miserably.

The surrounding Huns and Xianbei people were frightened, and they no longer dared to surround them.

A monstrous murderous aura rose from the ground.

Fu Luo hated Fu Ya for not supporting him as the king of Qin, and Fu Ya also hated him for being short-sighted.

This heavy cavalry composed of seven or eight hundred people slammed into Fu Luo, like a spear penetrating three thousand people in an instant, and the people turned on their backs, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

Hetao has been in the dust for hundreds of years, and it cannot be compared with Liangzhou in terms of war potential.

Although the Liangzhou army only had more than 7,000 people, all of them were well-equipped veterans.

There are 20,000 people in the Fuluo army, but they are all a patchwork rabble, and the two sides are not on the same level at all.

Fu Ya's personal strength may be worse than that of Murong Chui, Gao Yun, Lu Guang and other generals, but in terms of the old and spicy use of troops, in fact, he is not under Murong Chui, attacking Qiu Chi and taking Liangzhou, he is the commander of the army.

From the beginning, Fu Ya didn't take a fancy to her nephew.

At this time, Fu Luo still refused to give up, ignoring the screams in his ears, clenched his lance, and yelled, "Kill!" ”

He led his own soldiers and rushed towards the heavy cavalry.

Phew—

The spear pierced the horse's neck and killed the horsemen, but the heavy cavalry still charged at him, slamming into his horse, which let out a painful wail and fell to the ground.

As soon as the surrounding Huns and Xianbei people saw the "King of Qin" fall to the ground, they immediately hugged their heads and ran away, and in the blink of an eye, the 20,000 army dispersed in a hurry, leaving only a few thousand Di people standing in the autumn wind.

Fu Luo got up from the ground and scolded, "Unfamiliar wolf cubs." ”

Looking back, there were still four or five thousand people, and their hearts were relieved, "You should fight to the death with this king!" ”

Whether it's these rabble, four or five thousand people are enough, and Fu Ya is only more than seven thousand, and this battle is still fought.

At this time, the Liangzhou army moved forward, and Fu Ya rode forward with an indifferent expression.

With a "boom", the Di army beside Fu Luo rushed forward.

But not to fight, but to knees.

"Surrender!"

"Begging!"

Fu Luo was stunned, and his mind didn't turn for a while......

Among the Di people, Fu Ya's rank and prestige are higher than Fu Luo, and Fu Ya is kind and charitable, and she will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't help others for a day, and many Di people have received his favor.

"Your Highness is the enemy of ten thousand, and we can still fight!" It was still the soldiers around him who reminded him that he came back to his senses, and just pulled out the long knife at his waist, but a sharp arrow flew out of nowhere, hitting him in the back.

Within twenty or thirty paces, the armor could not defend against the bow and crossbow.

"Wow-" Fu Luo looked down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking up, a war horse had already walked in front of him, and Fu Ya stared at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Fu Luo struggled to his feet, ready to scold, when a cold light suddenly poured down from overhead.

The heads of the 10,000-strong enemy rolled to the ground, and their bodies supported two breaths before they fell limp......

(End of chapter)