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Chapter 920 Under the Iron Hoof (thirteen)

When Mu Yunba saw the red cavalry appearing on the battlefield, his heart suddenly went cold. He now finally knew the purpose of Bai Xuewei taking him in a long circle.

That is to completely disrupt one's own formation, so that one's 10,000 cavalry will become a tired army.

The so-called Liang army rushing to attack Shuofeng City and siege Klecha was completely an illusion. The target on the opposite side was his own support troops!

Unfortunately, I only realized it now and it was too late.

Seeing the old man's team dragging out behind him, Mu Yunba knew that his side would suffer heavy losses this time, but he couldn't retreat. With Bai Xuewei watching, he had no choice but to retreat.

The only way is to defeat the Red Flame Army head-on and then wait for an opportunity to retreat, so that there is a chance of survival.

Simply, he could see that the Red Flame Army was not large in number, and as long as his soldiers fought tooth and nail, they might not be unable to win.

The violence in Mu Yunba's eyes gradually surged, he pointed his gun and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

"kill!"

The soldier who was following at the front suppressed his exhaustion and shouted, his voice low and without any killing intent, which was enough to tell that the cavalry was at the end of its strength.

The Crimson Flame Army cavalry formation that passed the White Snow Guards accelerated forward, the front line spread out in a straight line, the crimson battle armor contrasted with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the entire sky was one color.

Spectacular!

When the two armies were about to collide, a uniform roar sounded from the Red Flame army:

"kill!"

This roar was filled with murderous intent and respect for the thousands of comrades who died in Linyi Valley!

"Bang bang bang!"

The two armies violently intertwined. Qi Guang, who was the first to rush into the battle, shook his arm, and the tip of his spear thrust out a strange arc. He shot right into Yan Jun's heart and slammed him backwards, knocking him down.

There are several soldiers behind him.

The gun shoots out like a dragon, and the pear blossoms are bloody!

Qi Guang's eyes were extremely cold, and his blood-red cloak was constantly billowing on the horse, with scarlet blood constantly staining it.

The last defeat was the biggest defeat since the formation of the Red Flame Army. As the head coach of the Red Flame Army, he must avenge this revenge today!

Compared with Qi Guang, Han Bai's moves were faster and more violent, breaking through the two front lines of the Yan army one after another. Almost every move would cause someone's head to fall to the ground. He didn't care about the scimitar and spear swung at him, even if it was in the past.

Even if you are fighting for your life, you must first knock the enemy's horse off his horse.

Let’s see if it’s your knife or my spear!

As soon as he released the spear, he pulled out the scimitar with his left hand and cut off a spear that was stabbing him. Then the blade slid up and cut off Yan Jun's head with one cut against the half-cut spear.

"Chi~"

In an instant, blood bloomed around Han Bai, with almost no stagnation. Han Bai put the sword into its sheath, and at the same time knocked the Yan army off his horse with a horizontal swing of the spear in his hand. Before the Yan soldiers landed, he dismounted.

A spear had already been thrust out and stabbed hard into his chest.

Yan Zu was killed instantly!

Although Yan Jun was completely dead after falling to the ground, the thick hoofs of Beiliang's horse still stepped heavily on the corpse's chest, shattering the bones.

With one set of combos, Han Bai killed three people instantly. He was extremely brave.

Qi Guang avenged the dead soldiers, while Han Bai watched those old brothers die beside him one by one.

Those personal guards of his own violated military orders and knocked him unconscious, so that he, the deputy commander of the Red Flame Army, could save his life.

Han Bai felt very guilty these days. He thought he was not worthy of being the leader of the Red Flame Army. Five thousand people followed him out, but only less than a thousand cavalry came back, and they were all wounded. If Qi Guang hadn't encouraged him many times, he would have

You may feel guilty for the rest of your life.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Chi chi chi~"

Flowers made of blood bloomed on the battlefield, and the Red Flame soldiers who quickly penetrated the Yan army's formation struck fiercely one by one, wielding their swords with the anger that had been accumulated for months.

Many of their comrades who had fought side by side with them for many years fell under the sword of this cavalry army, and those soldiers who withdrew from the battlefield even fought with tears in their eyes.

Following this momentum, the Yan Army's forward was on the verge of collapse in an instant. The two or three thousand men with the best physical strength could not withstand the first wave of the Red Flame Army's charge. The one who had followed Mu Yunba for a long time

The deputy general was stabbed to death by Qi Guang's spear, and he couldn't even raise his sword to fight back.

Even though the Yan army had a numerical advantage, they were exhausted, their horses were tired, and they lost their formation, and they were no match for the Red Flame army.

The five thousand Red Flame Army split into two after cutting through the leading formation. One group was led by Qi Guang, who turned around and continued to charge into the formation, killing the cavalry following Mu Yunba. The other group was led by Han Bai.

Go straight to the remnants of the army behind you that have long since become exhausted.

If the thousands of people beside Mu Yunba can barely withstand the Red Flame Army's offensive, then the team behind him that is a mixture of remnant, wounded, and exhausted soldiers has no strength to fight. What awaits them will be

It was a bloody massacre.

On one side of the battlefield, the White Snow Guards were spreading out, forming a huge encirclement along the perimeter of the battlefield, encompassing the Yan army, but not a single soldier entered the battlefield.

What they have to do is protect the perimeter for the Red Flame Army.

Yu Binyang and Lin Xian stood on horseback, looking at the fierce battlefield while recovering their strength.

Lin Xian asked softly: "Do you really don't need help? Yan Jun estimates that there are still seven or eight thousand people left. The Red Flame Army is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers."

"Need not."

Yu Binyang shook his head affirmatively: "This battle can only be fought by the soldiers of the Red Flame Army. If we win, we will erase the inner demons. If we cannot win, Beiliang will have no choice but to rebuild the Red Flame Army."

.What we Snow Guards have to do today is not to let a single soldier leave the battlefield alive!"

In the Liang Army, the elite soldiers were tempered in a series of deadly battles. If everything goes smoothly, they will hardly be able to fight a hundred battles.

Just when it was getting dark, the crossbowman captain Heng Yinyang came on horseback and reported in a deep voice: "Yu Shuai, there is a Yan army cavalry fifty miles away, about 5,000 people, heading here, but it depends on its speed.

It’s not fast, I shouldn’t be rushing to join the battle.”

"Oh? The Yan army actually has reinforcements? Did they notice our movements?" Lin Xian's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Yu Binyang narrowed his eyes slightly: "I guess it's just the rear army rushing to Shuofeng City. If they had noticed our plan, they wouldn't have sent only five thousand people."

Lin Xian smiled and said: "Then what do you mean, I will lead the troops to block it and give the Red Flame Army brothers enough time?"

"Okay, let's go. Remember, just hold off. There's no need to fight. It's enough for us to eat these 10,000 horses." Yu Binyang smiled slightly.

"promise!"

Lin Xian cupped his fists and shouted, then rode away.

Soon, the White Snow Guards who were wandering around the periphery divided into five thousand people, following the crossbowmen and rushing into the distance.
Chapter completed!
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