The sky gradually darkened, the sun set, and night began to fall.

The soldiers of all parties on the battlefield felt that this afternoon was particularly long, and they were in a trance after a year of trekking through mountains and rivers, and they were suffering physically and mentally.

Mutoni secretly cheered himself up, howling and swinging his troops forward.

Guo Yunchang and Zhou Yongshan took turns stepping forward to resist the most powerful impact from the Turkic soldiers.

The two slaughterers were also injured in multiple places, covered in blood, and their eyes were red, like two blue wolves in the desert.

But they are always scrappy and murderous.

In the blink of an eye, half of the cavalry of the Chinese army lost dozens or hundreds, and only about 700 knights were still resisting.

But many people are wearing colors, exhausted, with dull heads, and the ring knife in their hands is just dancing very mechanically.

Look at the posture is strong and can't last long.

The situation is critical!

Guo Rui began to turn his head to look in the direction of Yingzui Ridge, and said in his heart: Zhao Qi, Zhao Qi, if you are alive, the action should begin!

Guo Rui is also nervous about what happened to the enemy's rear camp this time, whether to go to heaven or hell, now he can only resign himself to fate!

At this moment, dozens of arrows with fireballs in the sky whizzed towards the tents and granaries of the Turks.

"Boom, boom..."

Fireballs fell into the tents, and soon, large camping tents were set on fire.

"Oh no, the tent is on fire..."

"The granary is on fire..."

“？？？”

For a while, the sky over Yingzui Ridge was full of fire, and thick smoke was billowing out.

Back to the frontal battlefield.

As the Chinese army, Guo Rui has suffered most of the casualties along the way, and the defensive circle has shrunk to a very small size.

At this time, there were only more than 500 riders around him, and many of them were wounded.

Zhou Yongshan was not only stabbed in the body, but also stabbed with an arrow in his left arm, and he tied his upper arm tightly with a strip of cloth to prevent the blood from running out.

The entire left arm is gone.

But he still held the handsome flag tightly with his right hand.

Guo Yunchang was even more like a madman, he was hit by two arrows, he cut off the exposed arrow shaft with one sword, but there was also an arrow in the left eye.

Like Cao Wei's famous general Xiahoudun, he pulled out the arrow shaft and threw it on the ground, only to smack.

The left eye was bleeding profusely.

But he ignored it, put the flag to the sergeant next to him, howled and pounced on him with his sword in both hands.

The Turkic soldiers were also frightened by his appearance and retreated again and again.

Zhao Sanchun, who was briefly treated after the shock, also joined in the desperate struggle for his life.

His golden-backed machete never rested from beginning to end, and his arms were numb with soreness.

If he can persevere, in addition to internal strength pranayama and heavy armor protection, it is the willpower to win.

Although Mutoni organized the siege with all his might, he was still unable to break through the defensive circle of the Chinese army.

The smaller the circle, the greater the force of the rebound.

And on the periphery, Wei Chijing and Zhou Dalang had already led their troops to pounce.

The left and right flanks had been scattered, but the Turkic soldiers were outnumbered after all, and the two sides entered a state of melee at this time.

In the era of cold weapons, people need to be cut one by one.

The most forceful, within an hour, stand like chopping melons and vegetables for you to cut, how much can you cut?

Just as both sides were struggling to hold on, a Turkic signal soldier in charge of the lookout suddenly shouted.

"General Muto, look..."

Mu Toni and several Turkic generals heard the news and looked in the direction of Eagle Tsui Ridge.

There, puffs of smoke obscured the sky.

"Eagle Tsui Ridge has been attacked! The camp is broken! ”

With the exclamations of the Turkic soldiers, Mutoni's heart suddenly sank.

The puffs of smoke shot like sharp arrows to his heart.

Sirius God, how can you just...

Mutoni felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the blood in his chest couldn't help but surge upward.

"Wow...", a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Mu Toni's eyes darkened, and his body fell off the horse's back, but fortunately, the guards next to him had already noticed it and stepped forward to help him.

At this time, the Turkic soldiers, their eyes were red, like lost dogs.

Wei Chijing, Zhou Dalang and other knights of the final rank cheered loudly when they saw the fire in Yingzui Ridge.

"Zhao Qi is good, living up to expectations..."

“……”

A wave of praise abounded.

Only Zhao Sanchun was secretly sad, he knew in his heart that the younger brother and his brothers in the guards had been sleeping on the Yingzui Ridge in Mobei since then.

Guo Rui was glad that the god of fate favored him again.

The old camp of Yingzui Ridge was burned, and the morale of the final Jin army soared.

On the other hand, the Turkic soldiers are already like defeated roosters, and they have no fighting spirit at all.

Because their family members and the belongings they have accumulated over the years are all in the old camp in Eagle Tsui Ridge.

There were clan soldiers at the scene, and they began to beat their horses and run towards Yingzui Ridge.

"Come back..."

Seeing this, Mu Toni, who woke up from his injury, opened his mouth and shouted angrily:

"The belongings are gone, we can find another way in the tribe, the mother-in-law is gone, we can go and marry again, our reinforcements are about to arrive, hold on, and drag the enemy to death!"

Anyway, as the coach, Mutoni, he is sober.

But the defeat is like a mountain, as long as someone takes the lead, there will be a large number of followers.

The butterfly effect on the battlefield suddenly appeared.

Most of the Turkic soldiers ignored Mu Tony and ran towards Eagle Tsui Ridge on their own.

The tribal soldiers themselves are the most undisciplined rabble.

Their current thoughts, that is home.

Isn't fighting a war desperately for home?

The military flag is displayed.

In the chaotic military array, the three groups of men and horses in front of the final Jin army, taking advantage of the panic of the Turkic soldiers, regathered into a huge arrow formation, rushing forward and striking fiercely.

Mutoni wanted to cry without tears, and the Turkic troops, which still had more than 10,000 troops, were now completely chaotic.

He was surrounded by only a few of the Ti clan's cronies, guards, and more than a thousand guards.

At this time, Guo Rui, who had covered up the killing, laughed and said:

"General Muto, your side has already lost, it's better to run for your life quickly, while there is still a chance!"

On the surface, this shows his generosity and cherishing talents, but underneath it is obviously humiliation.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Mutoni, of course, could not accept that the Turkic nobility was the most bloody.

I saw that he snatched the golden-faced Xuanhua axe from his own soldiers, pointed at Guo Rui and roared:

"Young Marshal Guo, Mu Toni has not known how to write the word escape since he was a child, and today he is here to duel with you, do you dare to fight a one-on-one duel with this general?"

Guo Rui looked at Mu Tony, who was wearing golden armor under the Sky Wolf and had a pale face and a hideous face, and sneered:

"You were once my defeated soldier, why don't I dare! Guo Mou respects you as a good man, a first-class Turkic warrior, so he let you go back, and now you want to die, then it's no wonder Guo Mou. ”

With that, he rode straight over.

"Take your life..."

Mu Toni raised the golden-faced Xuanhua axe and rode his horse to speed up, and also rushed up.

He was holding the heart of death, and he came up with all his might.

"When..."

The two of them have infinite strength and strong internal strength.

The weapons collided together, and the sound of piercing stones and cracking gold resounded, shaking the surrounding soldiers, and all their eardrums tingled.

Mutony's arms were numb, and his mouth was cracking.

He was injured by Guo Ruinei's strength twice before and after, and after more than a dozen rounds, he felt bad.