The eagle swayed in the wind, and its parallel sky continued to whizz and fall into people's field of vision.

On the grassland in the distance, a group of horse teams circled and cut the cavalry on both sides, shouting, screaming, and the collision of weapons mixed together to form the sound of the battlefield.

The mud and turf were constantly whirling under the horses' hooves, and the cavalry of the Silky Tribe was drawing their bows and firing at the corpses scattered in front of them.

"Fight back—"

The scattered corpse cavalry kept shouting, while pulling the reins, while waving his hand to signal the clansmen behind him to speed up their horses, and the clansmen running around gradually moved closer to him, and shot bone arrows at the diagonal opposite, parallel staggered staggered scarlets, and blood was splashed in the horses on both sides, and some people cried out in pain that they fell from their horses.

The pawn looked back at the clansman who was dragged away by the falling horse hanging on the pedal rope, raised his hand and drew his bow, and exchanged an arrow with the opposite cavalryman, and he was hit by an arrow in the thigh and the other in the shoulder.

The two cavalry then missed each other, such a scene was only a short scene of more than two hundred miles, and both sides were almost all cavalry, completely different from the infantry battle formation.

As soon as the battle began, in addition to the rear formation, the front formation, the middle formation, almost all the cavalry according to their respective tribes formed a horse team, crisscrossing the grassland, and the cavalry on the opposite side of the cavalry in a burst of cavalry.

As the newly promoted khan who nodded and acknowledged by the Xia King of Yan Kingdom, the corpse chased the spring with twelve points of spirit, and constantly issued various orders, using horns to pass orders several miles apart.

"All the cavalry of the Zodiac Department have been escorted up, and inform that Yan General to allocate the cavalry of five small tribes to him!"

Woo –

The commander beside the corpse chaser blew the horn, and there was also the sound of the horn in the distant direction, passing on this order.

Whining!

Woo!

Behind the battlefield, which stretched two hundred miles from north to south, a group of cavalry of the corpse tribe in ragged clothes and leather jackets heard the sound of horns in the distance, and pinched the reins and looked around impatiently.

In front of them, Lu Bu, who was dressed in beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, stroked the mane of the flying smoke red cloud horse, and slanted his eyes to look at the group of cavalry behind him.

The eyes were full of disdain.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, he followed all the way from Bingzhou to Luoyang, then to Chang'an, and finally to Xuzhou.

It's a pity that there is no more, and the re-trained group of string-controlled cavalry has never been a native of Bingzhou in the late Han Dynasty, and the training cannot satisfy him, not to mention this group of Xirong barbarians who are not even as good as the Xiongnu and Xianbei.

"Make do with it."

When he muttered, two corpse cavalrymen behind him heard the sound of the horn and rushed to their heads, rushed up directly, and swept past Lu Bu.

Lu Bu frowned, and without waiting for the remaining corpses behind him to rush out, he turned out his longbow, grabbed two feather arrows, and with two sounds, the two corpse cavalrymen who ran in front of him were instantly hit by arrows and fell off their horses.

This made the eyes of a group of tribal cavalry behind widen in shock.

Knowing that the language was incomprehensible, Lu Bu didn't bother to talk to them, and after a while, he moved the horse's belly, and the flying smoke and red cloud horse slowly opened his hooves.

Lu Bu raised his arm, the speed of the horse gradually accelerated, and the ten thousand cavalry commanders behind him, the two of them all looked at each other, and they probably saw the meaning of this gesture, and immediately urged the horse to follow, and the mighty cavalry array, like a stream of water, slowly flowed.

The next moment, countless iron hooves trampled on the earth, and 10,000 cavalry rose and fell, running closely behind the Yan general at the front.

The vast steppe was full of cavalry from two tribes that were shooting at each other and then urging their horses to fight in close combat.

Originally, the 10,000-strong cavalry commander who was destroying a cavalry of the corpse tribe was in charge of the car, but when he heard the report of the returning scout, another cavalry of 10,000 corpses came to kill him.

He didn't pay much attention to the Xijon people in the central grasslands, and compared with the cavalry they had conquered the two countries in the Western Regions, they were like a group of beggars who had never fought a battle.

The servant chariot immediately raised his hand, and asked the two major commanders to kill each with four thousand cavalry, and watched them gather their men, and then ran to the east, and the servant chariot waited in place for the battle report, and then waited for them to hand in the booty.

Less than half a stick of incense, one of the two major commanders who led the troops forward, covered in blood, fled in embarrassment with a few guards, and rushed towards the south in the field of vision of the servant car.

"What's the situation?"

The servant chariot murmured, and his gaze moved from the fleeing Dadu to the direction of due east, and in an instant, he saw the color of a spark, galloping towards him.

Behind the other party, thousands of corpse tribesmen and cavalry excitedly raised their weapons and let out savage snorts.

Lu Bu was slightly on horseback, and in the ups and downs of the horse's wild gallop, he stared at the opposite side, and the painting halberd drawn on the ground suddenly rose and threw it out of his hand.

The painting halberd brought the sound of breaking the air, and the servant car subconsciously lay on the horse's back, and at the same time that the painting halberd flew over him, the leather armor on his back was torn apart by the air wave that was lifted in an instant, and the skin and flesh on his back were also cracked in an instant.

Poof!

The halberd penetrated the body of the servant and several guards, and the seventh person was nailed to the ground together.

The servant was lying on his horse's back, and he cried out in pain.

The next moment, the fiery knight galloped on his horse, jumped up directly in front of him, and in mid-air, Lu Bu pulled his bow and arrows.

- Flying General!

The bowstring trembled across the back of the war horse in mid-air, and Lu Bu shot two arrows at the servant chariot lying on the horse's back below.

Sou!

Sou!

One arrow is nailed to the back of the opponent's head, and the other arrow is nailed to the opponent's vest.

The flying smoke red cloud horse swept high through the guards around the servant car, and the moment he landed, Lu Bu leaned over on the horse's back, grabbed the Fang Tian painting halberd with seven people on it, and directly waved it arrogantly in the crowd of the other party.

The 10,000 cavalry of the corpse tribe that followed Lu Bu's attack was surging, obviously not letting go of the cavalry of the Sui tribe leaving, and for a while, arrows and blood spread out on this grassland.

Under the bright sun, arrows and beacon fires rose into the sky, and the battle line of more than two hundred miles was full of cavalry wandering and shooting.

The cavalry of the corpse division and the cavalry of the Xuanqi division are constantly gathering, defeated, the whole team, and once again entering the battlefield, and all kinds of battle reports will also be turned into messages and transmitted to the hands of the ten thousand cavalry commanders on both sides, and then to their respective khans.

All kinds of chaotic battle reports were sent out frequently, and the fast horses of the Su Yan Department were hurrying in the stars and moons, and from the front to the royal court, the scouts could be seen galloping on horses every few miles.

The news is in the hands of the ghost

On the nineteenth day of January, the eastern front was in full battle, and the battle line was 240 miles long, and the corpses were exhausted by the cavalry, and there was no reservation. Fuguche was killed in a battle seventy miles to the southeast, and his 10,000 cavalry were defeated.

One hundred and fifty miles northeast of the twentieth day of the first month, the Iron Buddha controlled two 10,000 horsemen in his hand, defeated the corpse, and 15,000 horsemen under the command of Iron Fang. Gu Duohun encountered the generals of the Yan army, retreated after defeat, and reorganized and went south to defeat the two corpse tribes.

Twenty-one, the battlefield did not find the main force of the Yan Kingdom, endangered!

Twenty-two......

Twenty-three......

The aura inside the tent became ominous, and the battle reports from all directions, as well as the army of the Yan Kingdom, did not appear in time.

Among the various nobles in the royal tent, the atmosphere was strange and quiet.

"It's an old tactic again, I really think it's a hundred tried."

The ghost leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, looking calm as he squeezed the battle report in his hand.

"Then greet that Yan Kingdom Xia King in the royal court!"

……

At the same time, the sun swept across the sky and slanted to the west, and the snowfields farther north had a harsher cold.

The men and horses wrapped in winter clothes made a long run, rounding the long trajectory, and were now moving from north to south.

The snow was full of human footprints and horses' hoof prints, and in the long walking line, some people fell, and then they were lifted up by their comrades, waiting for the chariot behind, squeezing the frostbitten soldiers and other soldiers who were not accustomed to the water and soil in the car body, and covered them with bedding to keep warm.

Su Chen, who was remembered, looked at the information brought by the scout in front of him, his eyebrows and green beard were all frosty on his face, and he sighed whitely, and after looking at it for a while, he handed the information to Jia Xu, who was in the car and kept warm around the small stove.

Long incense sticks in the incense burner, and green smoke rises.

Su Chen counted the merit points he had obtained after conquering the corpses, as well as the points he had continuously gained from the reputation of Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Wang Lang and others, and finally there were more than 100,000 points enough for him to squander.

After all, in addition to recruiting generals, unlocking the emperor, and thus using their secret skills, it is impossible to say that they can also determine the outcome of a war.

Now in addition to Li Shimin's Tian Khan and Admiral Tiance, he can only use Zhu Di's Jingjing, but it can only be used when he is forced into a desperate situation.

As for the secret techniques of Li Longji and Cao Pi, they are not suitable for the battlefield, and may even have the opposite effect.

Su Chen walked into the carriage, looking at the spirit seat on the ladder-shaped offering table, this time the emperors did not speak, and leaned forward one by one, as if they were all holding their breath and waiting for the result.

Liu Xie, Cao Pi, Zhu Di, Li Longji, and Li Shimin also watched a little nervously.

"Fellow Ancestors, I'm about to start!"

Su Chen closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Don't come to Liu Chan...... Don't come to Juwen......"

Before the silent thought in his mind was over, three random gray mist were already swirling in his mind, and then only one gray mist was left, and the other two gradually dissipated.

"Not me?" Zhu Yuanzhang's spiritual position looked left and right, and jumped back into the card slot in frustration

Here, Su Chen took a deep breath, and his consciousness sank into a gray mist.

The next moment.

There was a word 'Song' in the mist, not Liu Chan and Zhu Wen, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but seeing the next few words, Su Chen suddenly had an urge to spurt blood.

Song Taizong Zhao Kuangyi!

Su Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a figure wearing a white round-necked wide-sleeved robe, with a red belt around his waist and black boots, with a solemn expression, standing in front of him with his waist crossed, looking at himself with a smile.

"I didn't expect it to be my turn...... Unexpected, and expected, haha, big brother, I am also a person of atmospheric luck! ”

Zhao Kuangyin's spiritual position trembled in the card slot.

"Forget it......" Su Chen sighed, he didn't think he needed to draw Liu Chan and Zhu Wen, but he didn't expect it to be a sorghum river car...... Wait a minute!

He hurriedly closed his eyes, and hurriedly checked the secret technique brought by Zhao Kuangyi in his mind.

Nun's ......

Sure enough, it's the sorghum river car mysticism!

This is to let me drive, across thousands of rides can not be!

(End of chapter)