At this moment, the wolf killer army, which was about to rush to the front of the Beastyang infantry formation, suddenly turned around, and in the stunned gaze of the Beastyang infantry soldiers, they turned around and headed west, leaving nothing behind, leaving only the dust in the sky.

A sneer appeared at the corners of the mouths of the lion head Shilang outside the Beast Yang camp and Nangong Xingyu, who was watching the battle at the head of Longwei Pass, at the same time.

The lion head Shiro smiled that the Beiyao cavalry was indeed as he guessed, instead of forcibly chiseling the formation and returning to the city from the east gate, but changed the road, the beast yang army behind him had already bitten their tails, and there was still a lot of space and time to kill and injure the Longwei Pass cavalry, and the overall situation of this battle had been decided! Thinking of this, Shishou Juro couldn't help but start to look up to the sky and smile.

Nangong Xingyu was laughing, the lion head Shilang was finally fooled, looking at the beast yang cavalry army that poured out of the nest, the lion head Shilang had already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot.

The 10,000 wolf-killing army that turned around and headed west was facing a crisis at the moment, and while it was blocked by the foot soldiers, the Beast Yang Cavalry had already bitten the tail of the army.

In a cavalry engagement, if one side meets the enemy with its back, it is bound to suffer heavy losses.

Besides, if you can't get rid of the Beast Yang Cavalry, even if you gallop to the city of Longwei Pass, you can't enter the pass, is it difficult to let the Beast Yang army enter the city together?

Nangong Xingyu clasped his hands and looked nervously at the scene outside the city, the expected danger had come, it was up to the wolf killer army to deal with it.

Suddenly, the last 1,000 or so horsemen of the 10,000 wolf-killing army resolutely pulled the reins, turned their horses' heads, and rushed into the Beastyang cavalry formation without hesitation.

The beast yang cavalry behind him was stunned for a moment, and then laughed fiercely, this is looking for death.

A beast yang cavalry immediately raised the spear in his hand and stabbed forward, but he didn't expect the Longwei Pass cavalry on the opposite side to dodge without dodging, showing a trace of madness, allowing the spear to pierce into his chest, grabbing the spear pierced into the chest with one hand, and the spear in the other hand also stabbed head-on.

"Whew!" In the frightened eyes of the beast yang rider, the spear on the opposite side also pierced his chest, and between the lightning and flint, both of them died.

Fighting for life, although the rush of more than a thousand people was like a drop of water falling into the river for the tens of thousands of cavalry of Beastyang, and it was not even a slight ripple.

However, the cone of the Beast Yang Cavalry formation was slightly delayed, and the speed was slowed down by a beat.

More than a thousand wolf-killing troops resolutely turned around, and there was no fear in everyone's eyes, only the boiling of blood, only the belief in leaving a glimmer of life for the robe, and slammed into the beast yang army again.

Wave after wave, even if he knew that he would die, he did not hesitate at all.

Nangong Xingyu on the head of the city had red eyes, and the soldiers at the head of the city all cried when they saw this scene.

Beiyao Wolf Slayer Army, how magnificent!

The lion head Shiro had already stood on the platform, looking at the battlefield from afar, seeing this scene, his fists were clenched, his face was pale, and the determination of the Beiyao soldiers to fight to the death even shocked him, should the victory in hand be in vain?

The cavalry battalion that quietly detoured from the east gate finally arrived at the Beastyang camp, and at this time the sky was completely bright, and it was meaningless to hide it any longer.

Chen Yuanjun stood in front of the formation, rode a horse and held a gun, pointed ahead, and shouted angrily: "I rode a battalion of soldiers, and fought for many days, and countless Beiyao boys died one after another, because of their bravery, we can live." Today, we're going to give the beast yang barbarian a head-on blow! Let me tell you, in the camp ahead is the Ten Princes of Beast Yang, the commander of the siege of Longwei Pass this time, dare to follow me and cut off his dog's head! ”

"Dare! Dare! Dare! ”

In an instant, the crowd of people riding a battalion was excited, and they killed the prince of the beast yang, such a feat made their blood boil.

Chen Yuanjun turned his horse's head, looked at the Beast Yang camp not far away, pointed forward with the tip of his spear, and shouted: "Array, kill!" ”

The Beast Yang Camp, which had already fallen into silence, trembled again at this moment, looking at the dragon cavalry surging in the distance, full of murderous intent.

For the first time, Shicho Juro felt fear, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

"Hit the mark!" This was the only thought in the heart of the lion head Juro at this moment, and when he saw the flag of the first battalion, he knew who was coming.

"Your Highness! The situation is critical, quickly retreat with me, and if you don't leave, it's too late! Several of the soldiers on his side also panicked and shouted loudly.

At the moment when they found out that they were riding a battalion, two fast horses had already flown out and went straight to the large array of the Beast Yang Infantry Army, informing them to quickly return to help, but the distance had been widened, and it would take time to return to help, and the soldiers on their sides were very anxious.

"Chen Yuanjun! It's you, why are you again, I'm going to chop you up!! Lion Shoujuro grabbed his hair, squatted on the ground in pain and roared, every time this person appeared, he failed again and again, could this person be his nemesis.

Originally, the victory was in hand, but who knew that the situation would take a sharp turn in an instant, and the self-confidence of the lion head Shiro had been shattered by Chen Yuanjun.

The surrounding soldiers glanced at each other, and saw that the lion head Shiro had fallen into madness, so they couldn't care about being rude, and several people rushed up, set up the lion head Shiro and left.

The lion's face was furious: "Let go of me!" Let me go! Go kill him for me! Kill him! ”

The pro-soldiers ignored it and directly put the lion head Shiro off the platform.

In the camp, the 1,000 personal soldiers of the lion head Juro have been arranged, if the lion head Shiro dies and they are still alive, then their families who are far away in the wilderness will have to die, so they must die before the lion head Shiro before the family can live.

The leader of a pro-soldier lieutenant looked at the Longwei Pass cavalry who rushed to his face, and shouted angrily: "Kill!" Immediately a thousand men met the five thousand.

Chen Yuanjun looked at the oncoming thousand cavalrymen, his face showed a trace of hideousness, and he roared angrily:

"Ride a battalion!"

"I'm invincible, kill!"

The riding battalion shook the sky and shouted, and the landslide and the ground cracked were terrifying.

Chen Yuanjun directly picked down the pro-soldier captain in the lead with a spear, his body did not stagnate, and he continued to dig forward, he had already seen the lion head Shilang who was fleeing in the desert in front of him, how could he let him slip away alive with such great effort.

The moment Captain Beast Yang landed and died, blood splattered, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile of relief, he died, at least his family in the wilderness could live.

Shahe followed, and everyone in the first battalion marched forward bravely, their eyes revealing the light of blood, and their morale had reached the extreme, and the five thousand black armor were like a rushing torrent.

Zhang Baoshun resisted the battalion flag of the first battalion, and struggled to drive the horse behind Chen Yuanjun, the battalion flag roared in the wind, and the direction of the battalion flag was the direction of the first battalion.

Five thousand black horsemen ran out of the galloping momentum of ten thousand horses, rushing towards the Beast Yang Camp, surging towards the direction where the lion head Shilang was located, as if they were going to drown the entire Beast Yang Camp!

Riding a battalion to charge, all they have to do is to follow the figure at the front, and they don't need to think about the rest, because that's their faith, and their life and death are left to that person!

Five thousand against one thousand, fine rider against fine rider!

The moment the two sides came into contact, one after another angry shouts came and went, and the anger that had been accumulated in the hearts of the first cavalry battalion for many days poured out, turning into the power of revenge on the spear, and fiercely piercing the enemy in front of them, one by two.........

Hedged over, all the beast yang riders fell off their horses, and no one survived!