The crossbowmen standing halfway up the mountain have already mounted their horses, and the leader, Yan Yu, has an extremely solemn expression.

Perhaps Han Bai, who was deep in the valley, could not see all the situation clearly, but standing at a high place, he could see clearly that the Yan army blocking the entrance of the valley had tens of thousands of cavalry. Looking at their posture, he knew that they were fully prepared and that they were farther away.

There are still cavalry arriving in a steady stream from everywhere.

Today, the five thousand Red Flame Army in the valley are in danger.

"Let's go!" Yan Yu reined in his horse and turned around.

"Boss, let's rush down and fight with them to save the brothers of the Red Flame Army!" A young and energetic crossbowman said with a red face, holding a scimitar tightly.

"Fart, what a bastard are you talking about!" Yan Yu cursed loudly: "Can't you understand what's going on now? The two hundred of us rushing down are not enough for Yan Jun to bite the bullet! We picked up a few people for no reason!

What's the use of the lives of hundreds of brothers! Use your brain!"

Originally, Yan Yu brought out three hundred crossbowmen, but now the one hundred brothers wandering around the periphery should have all been killed in the battle, at the hands of the twenty thousand Yan army.

"Then we don't care about the brothers of the Red Flame Army?" the young crossbowman asked angrily.

Yan Yu turned his head and glanced up and down, then spurred his horse and whipped his whip, saying in a deep voice: "Let's go find the Snow White Guard. The White Snow Guard is only a dozen or twenty miles away from here. If reinforcements can arrive in time, then these Red Flame Army brothers will

There's still help!"

…

The fierce battle down the valley has begun. The valley is narrow and the fire is spreading. There is no room for thousands of cavalry to spread out in charging formation. Therefore, the Red Flame Army formed a long queue, and the most elite hundreds of cavalry veterans gradually came to the queue.

Before, they had to break a bloody path for the army.

The bodies of the cavalrymen continued to rise and fall with the horses' backs, and the spears in their hands were ready to go.

"drink!"

Han Bai was the first to engage the enemy. The spear in his hand made a tricky arc and went straight to the armpit of a Yan soldier.

"laugh!"

The armpit area that was not protected by armor was instantly pierced by a spear. The Yan soldier screamed and dropped the weapon in his hand. Then Han Bai drew his spear and knocked the Yan soldier off his horse with a horizontal slash.

There was no room for compromise in close combat, and Han Bai, who had just succeeded in scoring a blow, noticed a gust of cold wind going straight to his forehead.

Han Bai suddenly bent over, and the thrusting spear slashed past his back. Han Bai could even feel the sound of the spear colliding with his armor. Han Bai, who had no time to think too much, instantly drew his knife and blocked his waist.

He slashed Yan Jun's waist and abdomen.

"Pfft~"

Yan Bing spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed all over Han Bai. He fell off the horse with a very painful expression on his face.

At the same time, an old soldier of the Liang Army who was beside Han Bai was stabbed off his horse by the Yan Army after struggling to injure two people. His body was then trampled by the horses of both sides.

After just glancing at the corpse, Han Bai continued to charge forward with his gun.

The man who just died in the battle is the brother who survived together in Luohua Stream. He is considered to be the first batch of veterans of the Red Flame Battalion. Everyone has fought side by side in Nanjiang Road, Liaodong Road, and Pinghan Road. It is said that they are

It is not an exaggeration to say that a brother would exchange his life for his life.

However, now that he is dead, Han Bai doesn't even have the time to mourn for him, because he will soon die with him.

"Brother, see you on the road to Huangquan!" Han Bai muttered silently in his heart.

"Bang bang bang!"

The horses of both sides collided with each other. The Yan troops brought by Mu Yunduankang were also elites from the grassland, and their attacks were extremely ruthless. The cavalry of both sides were instantly stunned.

In the valley where the fire was burning, soldiers kept falling off their horses and dying. Some of them survived after landing, but were swallowed up by the fire. The screams resounded throughout the valley.

There are those from the Yan army and those from the Liang army.

The red flame army rushed into the formation very fast, and the Yan army's strength advantage could not be used in the narrow valley, so Han Bai quickly arrived at the mouth of the valley, where there was a cavalry team of about a thousand people lined up.

, completely sealing the valley entrance.

"drive!"

Han Bai clamped his horse's belly and rushed towards the Yan army resolutely. He raised his bloody spear and roared: "Break the formation!"

"Ouch!"

The Red Flame Army, which was lagging behind the veterans in the formation, all held long spears in their hands, stood slightly on tiptoe from their horses, and swung their arms roundly.

"drink!"

Along with a roar, hundreds of spears were thrown fiercely.

The spear flew rapidly over the heads of Han Bai and others, and slammed into the Yan army's cavalry formation.

"Bang bang bang."

"Ahhhh~"

The Yan army, which was suddenly hit hard, lost dozens of people in one fell swoop, and the horse hooves of Han Bai and others also came with a crash.

"die!"

Han Bai roared angrily, ignoring the scimitar that was swung in the diagonal thrust, the spear thrust straight out, penetrated the armor without any hesitation, and stabbed a Yan Jun off his horse.

The scimitar that was heading straight for Han Bo's throat was dodged by him with a slight twist. The Yan Jun's eyes turned cold, and he exerted force on his arm and slashed Han Bo's thigh with the knife.

"Chi~"

A wound was opened on the thigh covered with soft armor. Han Bai just took a slight breath and continued to charge into the battle. Injuries have long been a common occurrence for him.

The long front line of the Red Flame Army advanced very quickly, taking advantage of the Yan Army's unsteady footing to break through their encirclement at the mouth of the valley.

But on the plains outside the encirclement, there are more Yan troops waiting for them...

In fact, Han Bai was clear in his mind, and there was definitely an encirclement outside the valley. On the contrary, fighting the Yan army in the valley would not give him a great advantage.

But he couldn't stop. If they were completely blocked in the valley, the Yan army would be able to burn them all down even if they just fired rockets. It would be the most stupid thing to fall into a desperate situation with no way forward or retreat.

So only by rushing out of the valley can we have hope of giving it a try!

…

Mu Yunba had already reined his horse up the mountain. Looking at the extremely chaotic battlefield below, he said in surprise: "This Red Flame Army is indeed extraordinary. First it was attacked by fire, and then it was ambushed. The losses were obvious.

It's small, but they can actually organize such a fierce offensive. Our first encirclement was broken through by them with little effect."

A military general beside him said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had previously ordered that Beiliang's elite field cavalry are all honed on the battlefield, and their combat power must not be underestimated, so we cannot take it lightly, General."

"Haha, so what if you are the elite?" Mu Yunba smiled slightly. With the absolute advantage of military strength, it is useless no matter how powerful you are. Is it possible that you have nine lives?

"General, how about I go forward?"

"Go and do a good job!" Mu Yunba smiled and waved, and then the burly general walked straight down the hillside and led his men into the battlefield.
Chapter completed!