In this era, there is perhaps nothing like the power of a cavalry charge.

The sound of horses' hooves rattled in a single piece, shaking the dust, and the gravel and stones throbbed like feared opponents.

The scimitar bent the light, and it was a chilling sharpness, awakening all associations of speed and power.

The town of Vermilion has only one main street, which leads straight to the bank of the river in the north, where there is an unusually wide riverbank.

When the first cavalry to step into Vermilion Town was about to arrive at the wide riverbank, the originally calm street ground suddenly pulled up one by one tripwires, and the cavalry's forward momentum was instantly delayed, people turned on their backs, and horses howled.

The cavalry in the rear could not react and rushed forward and crashed into it one after another.

But the difficulty was only for a moment, when these steppe men who had grown up on horseback since childhood, reacted slightly, the riders behind quickly pulled the war horses, and those who had already entered the ambush area jumped off the horses lightly and landed steadily.

Under the orders of the former army commander Wu Ti, a squad of infantry quickly rushed into the town and prepared to clear the road.

Everything was in order, and it was obviously expected.

Suddenly, the sound of the bowstring was loud, and countless arrows flew out from behind the doors, from the attic, and from the rooftops, piercing the bodies of these sergeants with precision, and reaping a large number of lives.

In the dense forest on the west side, Beitangwang's eyesight was enough to clearly see the scene below, but there was no joy on his face, because he understood that such a kill was too slight for the hundreds of thousands of troops that stretched out in front and behind.

Wu Ti, the former commander of the army who had no face, also thought so, and the seemingly huge ambush was only a few hundred casualties, which was not in the way.

So he gave the order, and at once a thousand infantry gathered and rushed towards the town.

Sergeant Beiyuan is good at riding horses, but he is not only able to ride horses, and the courage of the grassland children is also one of the best.

The murderous steppe infantry rushed to kill with the momentum of not inferior to the cavalry, as a branch of the army that has never been very valued in the northern abyss, they also have their own pride, they also have a desire for military merits, and they also have condescending contempt for the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty.

In the houses of the town, suddenly many sergeants with spears and shields rushed out, and they quickly formed a formation, the shield-bearer knelt in front of him, holding his shield firmly, and the pikeman stood behind, and on the side of the pikeman, there was a man holding a strange blade, as long as a spear, but at the top was a semi-circular iron ring, the fork was not like a fork, and the spear was not like a gun.

It was only when the Northern Abyss infantry approached that they understood the role of this strange blade.

Before he could get close to the shield, the strange blade struck forward, quickly restraining the Beiyuan infantry for a moment, and in an instant, the tip of the spear stabbed into the body, and the cooperation was skillful.

There are also those ambushed archers on the overhead side, still splashing their arrows unscrupulously, so that the incoming infantry almost did not achieve an inch, and suffered a three-dimensional fatal blow in all directions.

But Wu Ti was also ruthless, and instantly threw in another 2,000 infantry.

People get tired all the time, that's what everyone knows.

Therefore, these pikemen, whether they were shield bearers, could not stand the continuous charges, and were broken down and scattered, allowing the Northern Abyss infantry to clear the stumbling blocks on the road.

Just as the Beiyuan infantry happily cleared the road, the ground began to shake again, but the direction of the shaking did not come from Beiyuan, but on the riverbank of the town.

A large end of cavalry rushed quickly, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, wantonly slaughtering.

Although the infantry of the Northern Abyss is not weak, in the face of the cavalry, as long as it is not formed, it is almost like a neck ready to be killed.

Wu Ti was annoyed by Han Feilong's endless tricks, and with a wave of his hand, five hundred silent Xuanjia heavy horsemen rushed in the direction of the Daduan cavalry with heavy steps.

The Xuanjia heavy riders were all dressed in heavy armor, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, and even the horses were protected by armor.

But also because of the armor, the requirements for sergeants and horses are very high, and there are only about 10,000 in total in the entire Beiyuan.

Bow and arrow, useless!

Slash and stab, almost useless!

The Daduan cavalry was still wantonly slaughtering the infantry of the North Abyss, and now they were easily tortured and killed by the Heavy Cavalry of the North Abyss.

Beitangwang sighed, it was this Xuanjia heavy cavalry again, when the battle was stalemate, it was always this Xuanjia heavy cavalry that rushed out, and then matched the light cavalry of Beiyuan to and from the left and right, and the Daduan army formation was sparsely smashed, and had to retreat and escape.

Unexpectedly, Han Feilong smiled slightly at this moment, "Don't panic." ”

The Daduan cavalry hurriedly turned around and ran back, and the armored cavalry who showed off their might would not give up this opportunity and chase after it like thunder.

The tail of the street was a little narrower, and when the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry rushed through, two rows of hooked sickles quietly protruded from both sides of the street and pulled backwards violently.

The invincible Xuanjia heavy cavalry fell to the ground with a bang, smashing into a ball.

When the cavalry descended sharply, from the streets on both sides rushed out a number of men armed with swords and axes, and slashed at the horses' hooves.

The weight of the armor, the weight of the horses, and the weight of the self were superimposed, so that the five hundred Xuanjia heavy horses almost lost all their combat effectiveness.

Wu Ti looked at it from a distance, his eyes were split, this is an invincible Xuanjia heavy horse!

"Burn it. A voice sounded calmly.

Wu Ti hurriedly turned around, and what he saw was Xue Lu's sad and joyless face, and behind him, there were more than ten grassland princes and nobles.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"Come up and take a look, and see what kind of noise Han Feilong can hold back after holding it for so long. Xue Lu teased.

Hearing that His Majesty rarely said something so down-to-earth, everyone laughed along.

Xue Lu nodded to the mountains on both sides of the east and west, "On the mountains on both sides of this east and west, there are soldiers from Daduan in ambush. Humphrey was looking at us from one of the mountains at the moment. ”

Everyone was suddenly shocked when they heard this, they didn't ask why Xue Lu knew this, His Majesty went on an expedition, could he not have a great cultivator to escort him?

"Again, don't think about taking shortcuts, the battle that should be fought will be fought sooner or later. Our sons and daughters are all here, Daduan will come when he wants to come, and wipe out his main force in a war, what kind of storm can the Southern Dynasty afford to turn over?"

Xue Lu patted Wu Ti on the shoulder, "Next, I and all the princes are here to cheer you on, let our sons and daughters fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"But Your Majesty, this town is going to be burned, and if we cross the river and build ships, we will have no ready-made timber!"

Xue Lu nodded approvingly, "My people went to explore last night, and sure enough, as the guide and scout said, they can ride horses and wade through the water. ”

Wu Ti was overjoyed, "The minister's decree!"

The blazing fire rose into the sky, and in Beitangwang's view, this dazzling red light was not a celebration, but a tragedy like blood.

The sergeants who had hidden in the houses throughout the town were either charred by the flames above, or they had to abandon their houses and rush to the clearing on the bank of the river.

In the dilapidated and scorched land, all of Han Feilong's ambushes and methods were shattered.

Without cover-up, all that remains is a hard-fought fight.

And this doesn't seem to be what Sergeant Big is good at.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing sounded, and the front army of Beiyuan rushed towards with a shout.

On the bank of the wide river in Beidu, Huang Daxing stood at the front of the team, listening to the sound getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva nervously, his Adam's apple rose and fell, his five fingers held the handle of the knife hard, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

He roared angrily: "Brothers, our queen is the wife and children, the old and the young, the neighbors, and now Beiyuan is going to kill your mother, rob your wife, and slave your son, do you agree?"

"No!"

"Will they turn our fertile fields into horse farms, and houses into tents, and that our sons and daughters of Daduan shall be slaves and maidservants in their place from generation to generation, for him to eat, to drink, to sleep, and to be his pleasures.

"No!"

"Next, if we lose, they will trample on our corpses and destroy our homes, do you promise?"

"No! Answer!!"

"Kill Lao Tzu!"

Huang Daxing took the lead in rushing out and slashed the oncoming Daduan cavalry to the ground.

Behind him, 20,000 Daduan infantry and 3,000 cavalry lined up against the water and fought with the Beiyuan front army.

Suddenly, a signal firework rose from the mountain on the west side, and the mountaintops on the east and west sides immediately resounded with earth-shattering shouts of killing.

The two armies of 10,000 men and horses, each waving the Daduan military flag, rushed down from the hill with a shout.

On the riverbank, the Daduan sergeant, who was gradually at a disadvantage, was in a state of great strength, and for a while, there was a counterattack.

The Beiyuan front army suddenly encountered a flank attack from the front and rear, and gradually lost the enemy, showing a trend of collapse.

Wu Ti looked left and right, confirmed that there were no more ambushes, and with an order, the 20,000 cavalry of the Chinese army rushed to the battlefield and quickly stabilized the battle situation.

At this moment, from the shore of Beidu to the vast area under the command of Wu Ti, there are nearly 40,000 Daduan troops and nearly 50,000 Beiyuan troops, a total of about 100,000 people, showing a situation where you and I have you and I have you.

The soldiers of Beiyuan are fierce and majestic, brave and good at fighting, and they are brave enough to defend their families and defend the country, and they are not afraid of death.

The two sides fought inextricably, and the battle was very stalemate.

Suddenly, a black-clothed figure walked out, climbed the high platform, came to the war drums, and pushed aside the drummer who was originally beating the drum.

As soon as the war drums stopped, many Beiyuan soldiers subconsciously looked up, and when they saw the black-clothed figure, the muddy blood boiled instantly, and it seemed that there was endless energy gushing out of their bodies.

"Boom!"

Xue Lu struck out the first drum beat, and the Beiyuan soldiers roared and rushed towards the battle group.

"Knock! knock!"

A black-clad man stood on a high place, beating the drums of war vigorously and playing a bloody war song for his people.

The people below looked up at the god-like shadow with tears in their eyes.

On the mountain in the distance, Han Feilong shook his head and sighed, "It would be great if we could snipe him to death." ”

Beitang said: "In this world, no one can do it. ”

When the drums stopped, the fighting on the battlefield finally stopped.

After the ferocious attack of the North Abyss, Daduan's army finally collapsed, leaving behind more than 20,000 corpses, and fled in all directions.

Beiyuan's troops did not catch up, and in order to win the decisive battle, Daduan died more than 20,000 people, and they died only a lot more, and many more.

The surviving soldiers all stood quietly in place, looking at the black-clothed figures on the high platform.

"You are the heroes of Beiyuan!" You are about to be the ruler of the world!" Xue Lu opened his arms, "I, congratulations! Congratulations to Beiyuan!"

Wu Ti took the lead in kneeling, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Beiyuan!"

All the Beiyuan sergeants present knelt on the ground and clenched their fists, even the injured man who couldn't get up, he tried his best to hold up.

Thousands of mouths spit out a common voice, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Beiyuan!"

The tens of thousands of people in the rear army were still behind the invisible mountain, and when they heard the earth-shattering cry, they immediately cheered.

Won!!

Lost!!

Beitangwang squatted down dejectedly, rubbing his face, why is his luck so bad recently, why can't he do it? Could it be that the ancestors of this vein are angry?

Impossible, reincarnation has been destroyed, where are there any ancestors.

He turned his head to look at Han Feilong, who was sitting in place, his face was expressionless, and he looked like he had been blown stupid.

On the battlefield below, the high-spirited Xue Lu pointed to the south, "Soldiers, cross the river!"