This is just a small microcosm of the vast battlefield.

After all, Ren Rong underestimated the determination of the Huns, although he knew that the Xiongnu Xinshan Yu Zarhan had ascended the throne, but he did not know much about the current delicate situation of the Xiongnu upper class. If he had taken this into account, he would have fought more resolutely.

But now the Dingshan Army has been completely entangled with the Huns on the entire battlefield, and the battle has reached such a point that his orders are meaningless, and he can only rely on low-level officers to organize non-commissioned soldiers to fight.

At this time, he hated himself very much, as a general, he was actually a crippled man with crippled legs.

Ren Rong's expression became a little hideous, he clenched his teeth, in the battle fourteen years ago, if it wasn't for the general Lu Juan to surrender to the enemy, how could he fall into the ambush circle set up by the Huns early, and end up with all his martial arts and disabled legs.

That's it, the problem is that the group of old dogs of the family took the opportunity to make trouble and set off turmoil in the military, and even proud people like his most beloved father-in-law Peng Yuan could only be forced to bow their heads, which is what he hates the most.

Ren Rong took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, pulling his thoughts out of hatred. For the past fourteen years, he has not wanted revenge all the time, but now is not the time to think about these things. Turning his gaze back to the battlefield, he watched as he won the victory, even if he couldn't fight with the soldiers of the Joyama Army.

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Jianwei General Jia Yuan and Guangwu General Hu Bin also gathered a lot of soldiers around them, and the three of them were close together, leading their men to fight hard and save those who were surrounded by the enemy.

Hu Bin's face was rough, at this moment, half of his body was stained red with blood, and his face was also full of blood spots, like a demon running out of hell, enough to frighten the child to stop crying.

He smashed the skull of a Hun with the iron shovel in his hand and then shouted, "Happy!" With his own soldiers around, he didn't need to worry about his safety, just kill the enemy.

Jia Yuan didn't say a word, but he was not slow to attack at all, an iron sword was sharp and vicious, even those Huns wearing iron armor couldn't stop his sword. His swordsmanship doesn't seem subtle, but it's always fatal with a single blow.

Among the four generals, except for Peng Rou, Jia Yuan's martial arts are the highest.

On the other side of the battlefield, Yangwei General Wang Guangqi was in trouble. He ran into a master on the side of the Huns, and at the moment he was in a bitter battle.

His opponent was a commander of the Huns, and his weapon was an iron spear. The other party's cultivation was much deeper than his, and every blow of the spear made his mouth numb, and he almost couldn't even hold the long knife in his hand after a few times.

This guy's true qi is also very strange, it is like a wave after wave, and it is the first time he has seen such a miracle.

Wang Guangqi struggled to hold on, but he knew that he wouldn't last long. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked around, and there was no master of his own. Just when he was a little desperate, a long arrow came from a distance, and it missed the iron spear of the Hun commander with great precision.

A fiery True Qi attached to the long arrow struck into the thousand-legged commander's meridians, causing him to feel a trace of burning pain.

The Hun commander looked in the direction where the long arrow was fired, and saw a general wearing a silver mask and holding a dark red longbow.

Peng Rou!

He recognized who the other party was at a glance, Peng Rou's mask and the bow in his hand were too distinctive.

After glancing at Wang Guangqi with some reluctance, the Hun commander resolutely retreated.

If it was just Wang Guangqi alone, he was very confident that he would be cut off the horse, but if he added Peng Rou, who was extremely skilled in martial arts and archery, he might be the one who left his life.

Wang Guangqi glanced at Peng Rou gratefully, and then led people closer to her.

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A person like Wang Guangqi who has martial arts can generally survive on the battlefield as long as he is not too lucky, but for ordinary soldiers, things are very different.

Zhao Ran was one of Cheng Kun's subordinates, and he was originally a young man in the shop before joining the army. His original life plan was to work hard, strive to learn the skills of the shopkeeper, and after saving money, he would also open a store by himself in the future, if he could marry a handsome daughter-in-law, it would be perfect.

Unfortunately, the shopkeeper's shop closed down due to poor management, and he had to sell the deed at a loss to repay the debt. The shopkeeper took the rest of the money and patted his ass back to his hometown, but he himself lost the means to make a living.

Zhao Ran's father and mother were gone when he was very young, and he struggled to survive alone, but fortunately, the shopkeeper saw that he was pitiful and clever, so he recruited him as an apprentice and gave him a bite to eat. But now that the store is gone, he's alone again.

It just so happened that at that time, people from the Dingshan Army came to recruit soldiers, so he simply signed up. After more than a month, it can be regarded as a rebirth.

Before this war, Tun Chang Cheng Kun had already said a lot. Zhao Ran was also prepared, but as soon as he arrived on the battlefield, he found that this cruelty was far beyond his imagination.

Zhao Ran rolled on the ground in embarrassment, dodging the knife of a Hun man. He immediately got up and blocked the wooden shield in front of him and rushed over, and the Huns on the opposite side slashed again, which he blocked with a shield, and took advantage of the gap in the opponent's attack to stab out.

His knife had been sharpened before the battle, and the sharp blade easily sliced through flesh, a strange touch that he had begun to get used to.

The hand holding the handle of the knife turned slightly, and the blade of the knife turned around in the Hun man's body for half a circle, cutting his intestines into several pieces. The indescribable pain caused him to scream, and his body lost his strength and fell to the ground.

This is the fourth enemy that Zhao Ran has killed, and he is now really grateful for the skills that Cheng Kun gave him when he was in the Daijun Barracks, and after going to the battlefield, he found that these are the skills that can really be used to save his life.

But by now, he's almost out of strength. The shield and knife grew heavier and heavier, and both hands trembled slightly. It's not because I'm afraid, it's just because I'm overexerting myself.

This kind of white-knuckle combat is extremely physically demanding, and the Huns are extremely fierce, and every time he has to fight with all his strength to kill the other party.

He didn't know when this battle was going to end, he just wished he could lie down and sleep comfortably now. But when another Hun rushed towards him with a knife, the desire to survive prompted him to squeeze the potential of his body, and Zhao Ran also rushed forward......

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Just after Zhao Ran rolled around on the ground a few times with a Hun in his arms and finally bit off the other party's throat, the sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops finally sounded in his ears.

The Huns retreated like the tide of the evening.

The surviving Joyama army also supported their wounded companions and walked back.

Is it over?

Such a thought flashed through Zhao Ran's mind, and then his body relaxed, and exhaustion instantly knocked him down, and he fell asleep lying in the pile of corpses......