The Hun people in the dark night in the big camp in the canyon, the lights are bright, countless people and horses are shaking, the big camp of three thousand people, the number of servants is also three or four thousand, the war horse was quickly pulled out of the stable by the servants, the Hun cavalry who upheld the style of the steppe people still has the steppe people's hair bun on their heads, exposed from the lower end of the oval helmet, there are servants who are slow to deliver the quiver, and the head and face are beaten down by the master on horseback with a fierce whip, the whip carries the cold of the night, the hard cold is like a knife, the blood immediately explodes, the unlucky servant covers his face and rolls in the mud trampled by the horse's hooves, gritting his teeth in pain and not daring to shout out of pain,

The surrounding Hun cavalry just didn't see it, even if it was the other Hun slaves who were also servants, they didn't have the slightest pity when they looked at the same kind of people rolling in the mud, the Hun Kingdom still adopted the tribal system of the steppe people, and the servants carried by the cavalry were all slaves of various tribes, and they were the private property of the tribe, and for the private property, the master had the power to kill and kill, even if it was the king, he could not move the private property of the tribe at will, and it was okay to receive two whips, if he really shouted out, the master felt embarrassed, and it was not uncommon for the servant to be shot to death with an arrow

"Woo" In the distance, the horn trombone shouting for reinforcements resounded through the white fog-filled night, which seemed so poignant in this vast land,

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving!"

Yaaosen came out of the military tent, took the whip from the hand of a squire cavalryman, turned over his horse, and saluted to the Harian king Bai Geluo at the door of the tent with his hand on his right chest, the firelight illuminated Yaaosen's cold face line, more than ten cavalry queues behind him spread out, and the war horse under the crotch was spewing white gas, the cavalry of the three thousand base camp plus the two thousand people brought back by Yaaosen, half of the main force of the cavalry of the Hungarian Kingdom were here, and the torches were reflected on the chain mail on the five thousand Hun cavalry, like a flame burning, which suddenly filled the entire camp with Xiao Killing.

The torches made a crackling smell of pine resin oil in the wind, there was silence, only the heavy breath of the nose of the war horse, although these Hun tooth archers were simply put on a layer of chain mail, stepped on the war horse, straddled the cavalry bow at the waist, and took two full feathers from the hands of the servants even if they completed a qiē battle preparation, but the fierceness on their bodies was still eye-catching,

The eyes are resolute, and the body on horseback is very strong and vigorous. Many of the Hungarian archers can still see red spots in the cracks of the leather buckles of the chain mail, which is a proof of the elite of the battle-hardened battle.

King Bai Geros of Hun Arabia swept his gaze over the main force of the majestic kingdom cavalry in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and nodded to Yaaosen, "Pay attention, the other party is also the elite of the elite!"

"Well, I understand, Your Majesty can be relieved, although the number of the other party is elite. But there are less than a thousand in number, and we have five thousand, and they are all the most elite troops, and they will be early tomorrow morning. I will come back with the enemy's head, there are definitely a lot of them! The elite cavalry is not unseen, and the cavalry battle on the Dongting grassland, even the most elite troops cannot withstand the impact of five times the cavalry. What's more, the other party chased our army in the middle of the night, and he was bound to be tired and sleepy, and there were three thousand troops to join him. You can kill them all in one fell swoop!"

Yaaosen's face was slightly gloomy, the Hun people also respected the strong, and their minds were more open than ordinary people, and they never believed in anything like royal power, let alone this battlefield wolf general who went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen to cut people and rolled out of the pile of dead people.

Although he said yes, in fact, he didn't care about Bai Geroth's reminder, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, isn't it the king who is really snatched with a real knife on horseback, before the big battle, how can he still help the enemy cheer up, what if the other cavalry hear,

The king of Hun is really not as good as a generation, without the wind and frost on the grassland, it really can't work, the ancestors are killing in Central Europe Barrow, invincible, what a scenery, how many years have it been, and it has fallen to the situation where it is necessary to cooperate with the Rayla people to fight against the rising power of the East and West!

The Huns are the wind, and the wind should sweep the land! This time, the Huns joined the coalition camp, which is also very controversial in the country, and the Huns have always been alone, but the Ryla people are right, once they miss this opportunity, when the East and West decide to die and complete the integration, the Central European Barrow will inevitably become a tragic battlefield of see-saw between the two sides again, and the only way to avoid falling into such a tragic situation is to defeat one side in advance

With a hint of imperceptible disdain on his face, Ya Aosen dismounted his horse and rushed out like the wind, and five thousand Hun cavalry came out, and the horse's hooves shook the canyon, like an iron stream gushing out of the mouth of the canyon, and galloped towards the distance at a very fast speed

With the brigade of cavalry left the camp. The camp was suddenly empty, and at the top of the slope of the high slope in the canyon, a pair of hot eyes were watching the black shadow of the main force of the Hun cavalry disappearing in the distance, and began to show a touch of ecstasy,

There are still many people in the Hun camp, but the empty horse pens are enough to show that the main force of the opponent's cavalry has left the camp, and most of these people left behind are disheveled infantry, and the huge camp tent exposed by the cavalry assembly site below just now undoubtedly shows the location of the opponent's main general, which is really an excellent fighter plane!

Stanreth tightened the chain mail on his body, asked his subordinates to carefully arrange the horses and weapons, and two hundred guards cavalry pulled the horses out of the interior one by one on foot.

The lights of the camp below are like clouds, the mountain wind in the high places blows on the face like a knife cut, the guards cavalry turns over and mounts, the armor is cold like snow, neatly put down the metal surface of the face, and the spear is stabbed flat, the fire light of the camp below shines on the black armor of the guards cavalry, which seems to be completely absorbed by the black,

Stanreth took a deep breath and lined up in the front row of the queue, calmly looking at the brightly lit Hun camp in front of him, and raised his right hand high. The queue behind him fell into silence. Suddenly, Stanleys pressed down with his raised hand, and a group of black cavalry guards drove out, and the cold light of the spear pierced was like a curved scimitar that quickly raised forward in the night, bringing a chill to the slaughter

Fifty meters from the camp, two hundred guards cavalry began to converge, and the Huns in the camp did not notice that an elite assault was coming above them.

The servants in the camp were cleaning up the wolves when they were assembled just now, and there were about 700 Hun archers in the camp, and they didn't expect the enemy to come so close and so fast at this time, so they all returned to their respective camps to rest.

The discipline of the Hungarian army was not strong, and when there was no combat mission, these Hungarian archers looked scattered and unprepared. The Huns have migrated to the Central European Baros for more than a hundred years, and have long been accustomed to abusing the infantry clusters of the Central European Baros with the advantage of cavalry mobility

Who would have thought that on this night, something would happen suddenly. The Imperial cavalry leapt out of the darkness without a sound, and they did not receive any warning from the outpost tower camp on the outskirts of the canyon, and a frenzied shout suddenly burst open at the gate of the camp, and the few servants on duty on the gate were so frightened that they crawled. At the same time, the head shouted "enemy attack" in the camp, and before the sound fell, a black shadow had rushed into the camp gate with the sound of the wind, and the sharp bayonet spear pierced out of the body of a Hungarian servant who was about to close the door with horsepower, and nailed the Hungarian servant to death on the stake at the gate of the camp.

At the moment when he paused, the guard jumped off his horse and opened the sparsely set doorway. The cavalry behind rushed out of the passageway. The dismounted guards did not advance, but raised their crossbows and fired, and several Hun servants fell down from the watchtowers above. More black cavalry rushed straight in, almost four-hooves flying into the air and slamming into the camp. The momentum is unabated. The huge momentum suddenly frightened the Hun people who were blocking in front of him, and Stanley's war horse stopped at the camp gate, raised the bayonet gun in his hand, and made a backward move, "The whole team is attacking to the northwest." "He can only determine the general direction from the heights, and as soon as he rushes into the camp below, he can only search by direction.

"The enemy has attacked the camp!"

The Hungarian servants in the camp ran everywhere, their hearts shaking. These servants are not the regular army of the Huns, most of them are slaves and prisoners of war plundered by the Huns, and they are not as tenacious as the real Hun warriors, who have always been cavalry as the main backbone, and have always been cavalry as the main force in the army. No matter how many infantry troops there are, they rarely spend their minds on infantry troops. The Hun infantry had become accustomed to serving as auxiliaries for the cavalry, as logistical staff, or as cheers. It is really the turn of the infantry of other countries to fight in formation, not to mention that these servants have no intention of forming a formation at all! On weekdays, they have never been seen as a person, they have no clothes in winter, they are hungry and thirsty, they will be suppressed and killed by the Hungarian cavalry at any time, and sometimes they even serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield, and now it is impossible for them to fight.

Many of the Hun servants who were rushing to the road lost their weapons and turned around and fled. Only some real Hun sergeants dared to stand in front of the assault of the Guards cavalry, but they were not heavily armoured, they were dressed in single clothes, and they shot forward with bows in their hands, and in the face of the surging iron hooves of the horses, their defense was almost swept away, and the two hundred Guards cavalry had completely slaughtered the camp. Under the impact of the war horse, the one who is invincible.

When the Hungarian king Betteros began to charge the imperial cavalry, a captain of the attendants came in to report, shouting and screaming outside, his face suddenly became a little pale, the main force of the army left the camp, and there were guard towers on the periphery of the canyon, where did the Falcon Imperial Army come from?

"Your Majesty, there are many enemies, and the camp gate has been breached, please evacuate immediately!" said the captain of the chamberlain

"I am the king of Hunga, I fled before the battle, I have never had such a cowardly king!" Bai Geluo didn't know where the strength came from, he pushed away the captain of the attendants in front of him, came to the door of the tent, and shouted with all his strength, "The whole army is engaged, there are those who retreat without authorization, kill!" "Your Majesty, it's dangerous outside" The royal attendants outside the tent surrounded him, a little at a loss, "What are you panicking about!"

With a hideous expression, Bai Gero picked up a spear from the weapon rack next to the tent, and just a few Hun soldiers with hesitant faces fled back from the front, Bai Geros directly stepped forward and stabbed one of them fiercely, and was furious, "I'm still here, what are you running? Circle around me now to block the enemy! The reinforcements outside the canyon will soon arrive, what are these broken imperial cavalry? Kill an imperial cavalryman, I will give a hundred female slaves!" Hearing Bai Jieluo's words, more than a dozen of his attendant guards also found spears specifically aimed at the cavalry, strode in front of Bai Jieluo, and shouted loudly, "Protect Your Majesty, there is a retreat!"

On the battlefield, the most feared thing about being a soldier is that there is no organization, no command, and the Hun servants are not good, but their real Hun soldiers are extremely strong, and in the chaos, they dare to chase the Guards cavalry and shoot arrows without wearing armor. Seeing the formation of the circle here, they gradually leaned over on their own. Those with spears are outside, those without spears and those with bows and arrows are circled inside, and there is no formation anymore, just a circle with shoulders against shoulders, arranged in dense layers. The blade of the spear protruded out like a wolf's fang, gradually steady. The sound sounded from the inside out: "Protect the king!"

At this time, the Imperial Guards who searched in the direction had not yet found the White Geros, and these desperate Imperial Guards did not know that they were attacking the royal tent of the Hun people, and only when they heard the shouts did they feel something unusual...... In just a short battle, Stanreth was already full of blood on his armor, and the centaurs were like being washed with blood, constantly passing others to the front, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw that a circle formation on the left had been lined up, and dozens of spears stood in the forest. Before the rout fled to the circle, the officers in the formation blushed and scolded them to retreat to both sides.

Several Imperial guards followed the rout and tried to rush in, but a few arrows had already been fired from the circle. The horses that rushed ahead neighed and fell to the ground with a bang, and one of the Imperial Guards cavalry threw straight forward, falling right into the range of the long attack. I don't know how many spears suddenly stretched out. The Imperial cavalry had just propped themselves up, and the spears were densely nailed to the ground!"The whole team is gathering for me!"

Stanres's eyes were red, he didn't understand the Hungarian language, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that the Hun people were desperately guarding a big man, and the stabbing gun in his hand had been broken. In his right hand, he drew the sword from his waist. Slashing left and right, the scattered Hun servants were like waves splitting in front of him. There is no ability to resist hands at all. He just turned around and ran, and only then did he have time to catch his breath. As far as he could see, he saw that under the firelight, in the middle of the circle, the young general he had seen before stood up, someone stood in front of him, and he was pulled away by him, and his eyes were blazing with his eyes, "Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a thousand slaves!"

The white geros in the circle looked at Stanres, and instinctively felt that the other party was the cavalry commander who suddenly attacked the camp, it was this person, who kicked through his camp and made the Hun warriors pay hundreds of lives, and only by killing him could he wash away the shame he had suffered. The black imperial cavalry in front of him is obviously exhausted, and now it is time to muster the last strength to fight to the death, as long as it can be held, the form on the battlefield will be reversed, at this time, the more you have to use the heavy reward of the general's heart to puff up, and then support for a while, this final victory is your own,

Not far away, the Imperial cavalry was assembling, the chaotic camp was full of scattered servants, the tent lit by the brazier burst into flames, dozens of Imperial Guards cavalry rushed towards the circle in this way, the war horse crashed into the formation with a strong wind, and the Huns who were blocking in front were suddenly knocked away, and they were stabbed down by the cavalry bayonets who couldn't dodge, but at this time, these Huns were also ruthless. The war has reached this point. Victory is already visible and tangible, if you want to escape, it is better to flee at the beginning, now you can only fight! Because behind him is the king of Hun Ya, "Kill!"

The Huns had no horses, and completely regarded themselves as infantry, desperately rushing to the black cavalry in front, stabbing with spears, blocking with shields, and throwing them with blades that could be touched on the ground at will. Some of the Huns simply rushed over to catch the legs of the black cavalry and flip it off their horses! Such a crazy enemy really made the guards cavalry confused. These Hungarians didn't care about life and death, tightly covering the pale-faced young man behind them, and used their bodies to block the bayonet and knife that attacked the youth, and in just a distance of more than ten meters, it turned out to be a flesh and blood foam plate that was difficult to enter, a Hungarian warrior. The Imperial Guards, who are still in battle, are constantly falling. "Everybody Follow Me"

Stanreth kept moving forward, rushing past the Hun Tooth Infantry who was still entangled in a fight to the death, staring directly at the young general, the war knife in his hand violently slashed a spear that had pierced a piercing spear, and a spear still pierced through his shoulder, and Stanreth snorted in pain, the spear pierced his shoulder, peeking through the back of his shoulder, and the huge force almost lifted him off his horse

Stanreth used his last strength, and the war knife in his hand was thrown out violently towards the young general not far away, and in his eyes, everything in front of him seemed to be slowing down, and it was unbelievably clear. He saw that the unblocked gap in front of the young general was so obvious, and the adrenaline hormones had soared to Cheng Dù, which could not be higher, but in his mind, it was clear, damn, Lao Tzu would pull a general on his back even if he died! The war knife pierced into the young general's stunned face, and the blood exploded like a flower in this cold night, and the corners of Stanres's mouth were smiling, and blood foam kept pouring out

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to have stopped, and all the Hun people, whether they were scarred warriors who were still fighting to the death, or the royal attendants who used their bodies and their lives to protect Bai Jieluos, at this time, as long as there was still a breath to breathe. They all watched in a daze as Bai Geros's body softened and rolled off the battlefield, and the blood on the chest of the king of the Hun people splashed all at once! Everyone couldn't believe this fact. The most powerful Hungarian king in Central Europe and Barro died in a surprise battle? Every Hungarian turned this thought in his mind, and he forgot to fight for a while......!