The shouts of fighting and the rushing horses pierced the magnificent red sunset. On the east side of the mountain with both arms, thousands of troops rushed from east to west.

In the skylight of the warm sky, the horse's hooves were running and dust were rolled up. The leader named Su Ren kept reminding the young Heishan cavalry beside him to hold the big gun that was longer than a human and desperately put it under his armpits. He gritted his teeth, and there were many people around him doing the same movements.

"If you are afraid of blood, close your eyes"

He roared.

The Black Mountain Cavalry rushed over with a desperate attitude. The next moment, the loud sound of physical impact continued, with only one terrain. The cavalry dragged a long team and rushed over fiercely, just like two big snakes entwining each other. The first row of cavalry charged at high speed collided with the Xianbei cavalry that also launched a rushing force, forming an astonishing rush. The bodies of people and horses continued to fly and fall, and the teams rushing from behind spread out.

The flesh and blood crackled and exploded. The war horses burst into pieces during the collision. The bones burst into pieces. The fallen to the ground and slid forward with inertia, hitting the rest of the war horses. Su Ren was the first to be hit. There was a Xianbei head hanging on the tip of the gun. The opponent's body had been in charge. There was nowhere to be hit when the opponent was charging. At this time, he rushed into the enemy formation and his speed slowed down. He directly abandoned the inconvenient iron spear and pulled out the wide and long Han sword on his back. In a hysterical cry, he turned his head and suddenly shook under his body. The war horses fell to the ground with a woeful cry. Su Ren fell into the dense Xianbei cavalry. When a long spear stabbed at him, he slapped open with a Han sword and cut off the opponent's legs with one sword. The hot blood poured on his face. However, the war horse pushed on him and kept retreating. With a bang, the body of the broken-legged war horse pressed him down...

A Xianbei cavalry looked at him and poked his gun. A black knight figure ran and shouted, "Captain Su!" The next second, it was a bang, and the man and horse collided with the other party. Blood flew up, and then landed not far from Su Ren. The man was the recruit who had helped the other party tightly tie his trousers before. His tender face was twisted with pain, and blood kept pouring out from the corner of his mouth. His eyelids blinked slightly at the figure pressed by the war horse, and his life stopped here.

"Ahhhhh"

Su Ren grabbed the Han Jian next to the lost, supported the horse corpse out of the trap, limped and dragged the weapons and chopped off the heads of a Xianbei cavalry who was still falling off his horse and wanted to get up. His eyes swept across the surroundings, and the fight extended everything in his sight.

"Xianbei Miscellaneous"

"Come on! Never stop until death!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The war horses in the front row almost killed each other. A few undead Black Mountain cavalry gathered towards the hysterical figure with short soldiers. Amid his roar, a rock in the enemy formation finally took shape, and the cavalry in the back row kept rushing up.

In Su Ren's blood-red vision, the white touch was still rushing forward.

...

The edge of the huge rock that closed back to the road, the thick-shaped Zhan Que turned around with a spear, looked at the distance, and the Han cavalry launched a charge.

Killing Que laughed: "...The Han people dared to fight more with less!"

It was like leaping on the horse and waving its big gun, riding on the back of the horse. The tail of the gun suddenly hit the mud, and its eyes were filled with excitement, and its big yellow teeth were: "I want to see what the White Wolf's cavalry is, its body is like a mountain storm, and I raised my arms and pointed to the front: "Welcome the enemy, let the Han people see what cavalry is."

Surviving on the vast grassland, the bravery of the Xianbei people was beyond doubt. Since the split of the Donghu, the life of the oppression of the Huns was not easily endured. Finally, the division of the Huns was weak and suppressed by the Han Dynasty. They had the opportunity to stand under the vast world again. Although the mountain was not suitable for cavalry fighting, since the other party wanted to use cavalry to ride.

When Zhan Que thought about it, he felt his blood gushing.

In front, in his sight, the Han general who was killing the human body in a crazy manner with a slamming and slashing spear, sweeping away the cavalry around him who wanted to guard: "Get out of the way, the Han general is brave, I want to try..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, and the thick body fell heavily from the horse.

...

The white horse dyed half red continues to charge.

Zhao Yun had never been so angry in his half life. He had only been one or two years since he joined Baima Yi, and had killed several times on the grassland. However, he had fought on the battlefield in the military formations and had no chance to see the Han people in the countryside in the mountains and died so miserably. Now, he has seen it with his own eyes.

At the speed of the Mercedes-Benz, the dragon gall spear was walking like a dragon and a snake, piercing through the head of the Xianbei figure ahead, pulling it out and the moment it was milky white, and smashing it with his backhand. The soldier who wanted to rush to the side had a broken neck and fell off his horse, and his arms kept waving, picking, smashing, stabbing, sweeping... The sound of weapons colliding, the sound of flesh and blood breaking, the sound of people's pain... Countless sounds gathered together and directly pushed out a path.

With a loud bang, Zhao Yun held a big gun that was smashed. Subconsciously, he didn't see who the other party was. He only heard that the other party seemed to be talking, buzzing and noisy. Subconsciously waved the gun bar with his backhand, smashing the man's side face with a bang, and the skull was raised up in the attack.

It was not until the man fell off his horse and there was a terrified Xianbei language around him that Zhao Yun realized that he seemed to have killed a great Xianbei figure.

"But this doesn't matter anymore." He looked at the panicked Xianbei cavalry around him, killed him again, and swung his guns, and turned over.

The Black Mountain Rider rushed from behind like a tide

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At the other end of the huge rock, the stone was still thrown from the mountain and smashed into the crowd, and wailing kept coming out.

"It's him..." Suo Nu turned his horse's head and looked at the thousands of cavalrymen with bows blocking behind him, tightening their pupils.

Kirby could look at the huge rock that blocked the front army. He obviously had no chance to summon the old subordinates. He pressed down the spear head, narrowed his eyes and whispered: "The hero cut off his arm, don't worry about killing the birds there, and rush for a while. If the situation is wrong, use the charge to break through the westward border."

The Lonnu nodded and raised his arm.

The front team around quickly became the back team, turned the direction and hurriedly pulled the bow. Gongsun Zhi's scimitar cut down everyone's vision, and the bowstrings were neatly transformed.

Arrows from both sides flew into the sky in a dense way, colliding with crackling and hanging down weakly, and some were scraped off by the protruding branches. The heads of both sides became rare, and a few unlucky figures fell from the horse.

Gongsun Zhi swung his knife and cut an arrow and fell down. Seeing that the other party wanted to shoot each other, he quietly made a gesture. On the road, the wolf cavalry began to operate the war horses slowly retreated backwards, and the gap between the horses fell. While he was still arching, an astonishing tide burst out from the mountainside on the right side of Kirby. The green wilderness shook wildly, and figures rushed out, and the giant man with a halberd led hundreds of people to pounce down.

The steps slashed dust on the ground and the whole person jumped up. A Xianbei cavalry looked over with his bow, his head exploded, and his jumped figure hit the ground with a bang. He grabbed the corpse that was about to fall off his horse and blocked it in front of him as a big shield. Dozens of arrows were nailed to the corpse, densely lined up.

"Cry with me"

The sound exploded like thunder. As a warrior who fought with his bare hands, Dian Wei's natural strength was stronger than ordinary people could imagine. At this time, he was carrying a human corpse and stride forward. A Xianbei cavalry next to him hid behind the corpse in his sight to try to attack. He suddenly hung up his arm with a halberd, swept the back of his hand and knocked the opponent out, with simple and violent movements. More cavalry nearby rushed over, but they did not rush forward, but just stabbed with spears and iron spears.

Dian Wei threw the body at the horse's back with the body, and immediately smashed one person over, grabbed the second person's spear with empty hands and pulled the other person directly from the horse's back, stepped on the man's back, and blood immediately spurted out from the other person's mouth. A young coach of the Xianbei Huna slashed at him. The next second, the ferocious man roared and resounded throughout the world. Huna slammed the sword and swung the sword. Huna slapped the whole person and the horse were overturned to the ground. The giant man who was rushing towards him almost tore open his belly, and the flying flesh and blood were flying to the sight of the surrounding Xianbei cavalry.

"Xianbei dog thief! In the future, let's fight your grass valley."

Amid the loud shouts, the figure covered in blood was like a demon standing up from the broken corpse, hanging on its hideous face, almost scaring the nearby Xianbei soldiers that dared not go forward. Hundreds of Black Mountain infantry rushing down from the mountain roared with hundreds of cavalry here. At the same time, the giant touched another iron halberd on the back, took the step to leverage the force, and threw the heavy weapon out with the most violent force.

Kirby could turn his head and look back. The Lostnu rushed over and reached out to hold his back and pressed it down. A hustle trembling sound was heard, something whizzing by. The moment he raised his head, someone let out a huge scream. When he looked closely, half of his shoulder was cut off, and a pale broken bone was spreading outside. An iron halberd behind him was deeply inserted into the chest of another cavalry.

"...Go away! Don't let Gongsun Zhi charge first." Suo Nu obviously did not expect that Gongsun Zhi, who had not seen him for only a year, had become even larger.

Kirby can cross the reins, and his voice squeezes out from his teeth: "Go"

The horse's hooves moved and launched a charge, which was actually more like a breakthrough. There were still hundreds of people behind him in entanglement. He was worried that the team here would be entangled, so he could only make a quick decision to make a choice.

Faced with the hero's broken arm and surging Kirby Neng, Gongsun Zhi finally laughed. If the other party strongly ate hundreds of Dian Wei and turned around to fight him, he might still have a chance to rush over like this...

"I'll be played to death..."

Gongsun Zhi raised his scimitar and turned his wrists in one direction. The wolf riders around him turned around and ran in the same direction as the Xianbei people.

"Fly their kites...Feed them to death..."
Chapter completed!