"Wind, gale. ”

With the order, the army of the Zhenbei Army, which was riding horses, shot the arrows in their hands.

After years of long-term training, the 80,000 Zhenbei Army that left the fortress did not lose to the Huns in cavalry and archery, and the performance of the armor and crossbow equipped by the Zhenbei Army was superior to that of the Huns.

At this moment, a one-sided slaughter is being staged on the grassland, countless Hun warriors have fallen on their proud cavalry, and those powerful bloodline warriors have only one way to die in the case of ten thousand arrows!

As for the totems that are enshrined by the Xiongnu tribes, the 80,000 Zhenbei Army is current, not to mention such totems fed by blood sacrifices and evil sacrifices, even the immortals who are serious must avoid three points.

Looking at the many subordinates who could not get up again after falling down, like grass that had been crushed by the wind, the old man was stunned at this moment: "How is this possible? This is impossible? When will the Zhou people be able to come up with 80,000 people who control the strings?"

How could my Hun warriors lose to the Zhou people in cavalry and archery? Get up, my wolf cubs, all stand up for me, my warriors. ”

Between the calls, the old man was full of spirit when he first stepped on Monan, as if he had been beaten by the wind and rain, and went straight with the wind, and a wave of depression quietly climbed onto his shoulder.

Today is the second day that he set foot in Monan from Liaodi, and he thought that he would be able to defeat Wang Yu with 100,000 people who controlled the strings, and he felt a lot of remorse in his heart at the moment.

After resting for a day at the junction of Monan and Liaodi, he took the initiative to attack, wanting to break them one by one while Wang Yu's Zhenbei army was still scattered on the Monan grassland, and then converge the forces brought by Mao Dun to counterattack the front line of Yanmen in one fell swoop to reorganize the former ferocity of the Xiongnu.

But he never expected that when he had just set off from the camp on the second day, Wang Nanrong was already waiting for him on his way with an army of 80,000.

The battlefield chosen by the ghost-like Wang Nanrong was half a day's journey from the place where he camped yesterday, and it was just right to avoid the exploration horses that Lao Shang had scattered at the beginning.

By the time Lao Shang received the news from the second wave of scouts and confirmed that Wang Nanrong's Zhenbei army had approached, the distance between the two armies was less than twenty miles.

In the normal world, it is not uncommon for horses to run twenty miles at full speed and foam at the mouth, but in the world of chatting, twenty miles is not a long distance at all.

One charge, two volleys, and the old master's hole cards in the battle were lost.

"The order has been given, the backbone of the Northern Huns has been broken, and it's time for the servant army hiding behind us to clean up the mess.

Tell them that I don't want the voice of the Huns to be heard in Mo Nan before the arrival of Mao Dun, and those who have made outstanding achievements in this war can break away from the Huns and join us. ”

For the conditions given by Wang Yu, there are many people in the army who are excited, and people go to high places and water flows to low places, which is the eternal truth of nature, comparing the Great Zhou and the Xiongnu together, it is obvious that the grassland empire is slightly inferior.

"Commanded. ”

"Obey ......"

"Kill...... Slave!"

Under the lure of interests, the vast majority of the Huns in the 30,000 servant army longed for the incarnation of the god and the son of the Twinned Clan, Lao Shangshan Yu, waved the scimitar in his hand.

Despite the strength of the old man, he still felt the pain of exhaustion under the reckless consumption of the 30,000 servant army.

Looking at the traitors getting closer and closer to him, the old man's eyes were full of hatred.

He is the son of the Twin Clan, the Shan Yu of the Xiongnu Court! He is actually very likely to fall into the hands of those untouchables under his command?

Those untouchables are even more hateful and deserve to die, and at the moment of defeat to the Zhou people, the untouchables should swing their knives and cut their necks.

Looking at the old man who was besieged in the center of the army, like a trapped beast, Wang Yu, who was sitting in the middle of the Zhenbei Army, nodded to Feng He and Xiahou Wu beside him, and motioned for the two to step forward and join forces to take down the old man who had no room for reversal, and picked up a great battle achievement in vain.

After receiving Wang Yu's instructions, Feng He and Xiahou Wu immediately drove forward to the surroundings of Lao Shang.

Looking at the old man who was extremely tired because of the personal fight not far away, the two of them were happy.

Whether it is the identity of Lao Shang and now the Northern Xiongnu Shan Yu, or his identity as the former Xiongnu Zuoxian King, it is enough to bring a splashing credit to the two of them.

Even if this credit is somewhat discounted because of the special nature of the Zhenbei Army, it will definitely make the two of them eat and burst their bellies.

"General Feng, the brute force that is enough to fight and kill Jiaolong will be handed over to the subordinates, I hope that the general will have mercy and take the elder as soon as possible. ”

Pulling out the sword hanging on the horse's back, Xiahou Wu took the lead in rushing towards Lao Shang.

Xiahou Wu took the initiative to take on the task of containing the old man head-on, which made Feng He very surprised but a little clear.

What is surprising is that even if Lao Shang is about to run out of strength, he is definitely the top master in the world, and a head-to-head duel with a master of this level, anything can happen, even if Xiahou Wu is a martial arts master for many years, he may also die in the hands of Lao Shang.

What is clear is that although Xiahou Wu has made a lot of contributions in this Northern Expedition because of the strength of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, in terms of seniority and status in the Zhenbei Army, Xiahou Wu is far from being comparable to him, a general who joined Hou Ye six years ago.

Looking at the back of Xiahou Wu's charge, Feng He also pulled out the long lance on horseback, like a giant python that was predatoring, wandering around Lao Shang's body, waiting to launch a fatal blow.

As the former Xiongnu Zuoxian King, today's Northern Xiongnu Shan Yu, Lao Shang's strength is not bad, fighting one-on-one, Xiahou Wu, who is accustomed to fighting in the rivers and lakes, can't take him for a while.

If it weren't for Feng He's containment on the periphery, I was afraid that Lao Shang would be inseparable from Xiahou Wu.

But it's all just ifs.

In the case of distraction, even if Lao Shang wielded every knife in battle, the subtlety was no less than that of Xiahou Wu, but he still gradually appeared.

The place where the three of them fought became ravines under the collision of the power of the three of them, and the sword rays and shadows that were several feet long slashed to the ground easily drew deep furrows.

Under the smoke and dust, at the moment when the battle situation rose to the most intense, the battle circle composed of Xiahou Wu and the three suddenly stopped moving, which made many of the soldiers present a little confused?

However, this kind of movement has not been able to hide a martial arts Tianyan is not lost to Wang Yu, who used to be a Tianyan master.

Feng He seized the opportunity and stabbed the mount under the crotch of Lao Shangdan, and lost the impact of the short-distance charge of the mount, and Lao Shang was no match for Xiahou Wu in an instant.

Seizing the opportunity of Lao Shang's loss of his crotch mount, Xiahou Wu slashed out a sword that had to be counteracted by a hard encounter, and when Lao Shang had no choice but to fight hard, he laid the foundation for victory in one fell swoop, paving the way for Feng Hesheng to capture Lao Shang.

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