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Next to him, Xiao Yu also rode a specially selected cold horse and followed closely. With his body and arm strength, he quickly became easy to control this alien horse.

Listening to the sound of heavy breathing from the soldiers of the Quartet, Xiao Yu suddenly said: "Many of your subordinates seem to be nervous. ”

Meng was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The preparation period for the big war is long, and it is also the norm to adjust and suppress. ”

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "You take them to fight in the east and west, you have seen a lot, and you have lost a lot......"

Meng Bu smiled, he pondered for a long time before he said slowly: "A long time ago, it was rare for a tribal war to reach such a scale. More, just like you experienced before, with the individual bravery of the warriors and the cooperation between the squads......"

Xiao Yu nodded, this was already very familiar to him.

"Later, I led the tribal warriors to disperse many stubborn forces in the Northern Cold Region, integrate the powerful tribes, and finally reach the Hundred Alliance. If there is a conquest, the tribes will rely on each other to help each other, and they will definitely mobilize the people, and they will not be as petty as before......"

Xiao Yu suddenly asked, "Is this worth it?"

"It's worth it. Meng nodded firmly. He looked into the distance, the vast burial field, "I have been fighting horses all my life, not for myself, but for all the cold people." ”

"The war in the Northern Cold Region has been fighting for too long, and war and hatred are never the goal of survival......"

After Xiao Yu heard what he said, he said: "It turns out that you, the first god of war of the cold people, have completely opposite ambitions in your heart. ”

"Ideal and reality, process and means. Meng smiled and said, "For the sake of peace, you need to go to war, and you will do everything. In the midst of this, it is necessary to find a way to be more clever and less laborious than the enemy......"

He casually pointed to the side and said, "For example, choose this hillside, which is wide and solid, smooth and uncurved, suitable for cavalry charging and speeding up, which will greatly increase the impact power......"

As the two spoke, they had reached the top of the hillside.

Looking at the grass below the slope and the two wooded hills, Xiao Yu thought and said, "Does Meng Gong want to place an ambush on both sides of that hill?"

Meng Mo was silent, his eyes flashing......

The large army of the cloud department crossed the hillside here as a whole.

The Ube soldiers who were pursuing from afar would be chased to the foot of the hill at this time.

It seems that knowing that the enemy is not far away, the people of Ube Han are all in high spirits and full of morale.

What these pursuers didn't know was that at this moment, the Yunbu cavalry team, on the top of the hillside, turned their horses' heads and looked down at them quietly.

Meng divided his team of 1,000 people into ten squads, each of which lined up in a straight line according to the formation and waited for orders.

In these squads, the Han people in the front held bows and arrows, and the cavalry in the back, holding spears, were all used as sharp soldiers, and most of the main forces in the back were holding melee weapons as attacking the fortifications.

According to Xiao Yu's self-recommendation, he stood in the front row together with other bow-wielding Han people.

The atmosphere before the war was very depressing, and the soldiers of the Yunbu were obviously nervous, but they calmed down and adjusted, in an orderly manner, and did not panic, which shows the old way.

Everyone has the same qualifications under the crotch, and when they feel the master's fighting spirit, they all have a muffled nose, and when there is no order, they faintly suppress their ferocity.

When the army of Wube appeared at the bottom of the slope, the first to come out was the conspicuous tribal totem battle flag, the black background, the red-eyed crow, open mouth to eat.

Behind the battle flag, there was a galloping army, overwhelming.

As the cold horse trampled, the ground was like a flat thunder, rumbling and alarming, and the closer it was, the more deafening it became. The entire hillside seemed to tremble, as if afraid of the mighty military momentum of the earth shaking the mountain.

The Yunbu cavalry, like their commander Meng Gong, was calm and composed, just like the roar in front of them, but it was ordinary.

Even if he sat down and was threatened by the same kind of ferocity, he was only slightly agitated, and he was still firmly controlled by his master.

This is Xiao Yu's first experience, and he needs to fight with a large number of comrades-in-arms and a group that cooperates tacitly. Emotions are contagious, nervous and excited, very suffocating, and must be suppressed and controlled, which is really difficult to experience unless you have experienced it yourself.

But his conviction is firm, his will is like steel, and in just a moment, he can adjust his mentality and thoughts, and his eyes are firmly fixed on the enemy under the mountain, and everything else is ignored.

Meng, who was sitting in the army, calmly issued an order under the blazing eyes of his subordinates.

The trumpeters, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately blew the horns of the ox, and the loud charge of "woo-" resounded through the hills. The gold-inlaid cloud flag of the cloud department is waving in the wind.

"......Woooo Roar ......"

The cold warriors released their suppressed passion in an instant, and let out an earth-shattering roar in unison. The voice of your companions, roaring in your ears, will also stimulate your own blood, and your fighting spirit will ignite like fire, and in the cry of selflessness, it will burn more and more!

The voice, on the battlefield, has a natural magic, even if the Han people do not have a sound cultivation, but the eternal battle race will naturally give birth to a matching equivalent power.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, the smell of sweat from the cold people around him covered up the fragrance of natural plants and trees, but he smelled different smells from it.

The world seems to be silent, and the shouts and howls of every cold person are long gone, leaving only the chest, the beating heart of "bang".

Xiao Yu slowly exhaled this breath, raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, and turned his lips to grin, and his white teeth seemed to have a cold flash.

He raised his silver sand sword, raised his head suddenly, and shouted three loud sounds: "Kill-kill-kill-"

The sound element is banned, but the sound body is still there, the realm of the peak of the second order, the wide range of the voice in the mouth, can reach a level that is incomparable to mortals!

You must know that the third-order "Heavenly Cavity Realm", the accent is already an illusionary sound that confuses the heavens and the earth, and it can touch the soul, how can ordinary people easily understand?

This roar is even more thrilling than when it breaks the mortal shout!

The entire hillside, the originally noisy and noisy shouting, was suppressed by this earth-shattering thunderous roar, and became silent.

After a few breaths, the cold people's eyes were red, and they reacted suddenly, and they all shouted in unison with this sound.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

Xiao Yu's loud voice naturally passed to the rear. The wolf army star and another cold man were carrying a stretcher, and at this time they suddenly turned around and looked at the top of the mountain.

This voice is so pure, so loud, so moving, it's hard to describe!

Is this the supreme sound quality that the exercise brings to you?

Wolf Junxing thought about the record of the exercises, and his eyes were hot......

Meng looked at his subordinates with some surprise, and was aroused by Xiao Yu's slogan. Soon, he came to his senses, and he suddenly raised his spear, and let out a still vigorous and powerful roar at the cold knights who worshiped him.

"I'm invincible!

"I'm invincible!"

“......”

The chasing soldiers of Ube under the slope heard the horn that pierced the sky and the earth-shattering shouts of killing, so they began to prepare to meet the enemy.

However, these chasing cold people were not so flustered. In terms of numbers, they have an absolute advantage, even if they let the other party attack first, what can they change?