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Chapter 639 Burning Wind (4)

The fighting screams were like tides, the wailing sound of war horses falling, the sound of arrows, the screams, the roars of people, and the sound of metal and iron collisions mixed together, boiling in my ears. A soldier stood up staggeringly, and there was a voice beside him and shouting: "Get back and bandage him."

The blood stained Gao Shun's face with half of his face. He pulled out a blade from a corpse and rushed towards the soldier. The soldiers shaking in the crowded crowd turned their heads with blood. Seeing his general running over, he reached out to grab the weapons on the ground with trembling. The moment his fingertips touched the hilt of the knife, a loud bang came from behind him. Two large shields were squeezed into a gap. The armored war horse rushed in. The spear in his hand swept away around, and there was a crisp sound. The figure who was picking up weapons rushed forward. The blood flowed out of his nostrils, his mouth, and penetrated into the soil.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He exerted force with his feet and shouted angrily towards the enemy cavalry that was breaking in. He had already rushed up to the enemy cavalry. More than ten spears and swords were poked out from both sides at the same time, pierced into the man's thighs, and some of them pressed against the armor, making a metal friction sound. The Salmatia heavy cavalry screamed fiercely, waving the spear wildly to force the Selius people on both sides to retreat. However, he turned his head and moved his eyes. A figure rushed up with a long sword, jumped up, and the blade was waving to the extreme with a cold and cold wave.

puff!

Xilulu

In the huge fighting sound, two insignificant sounds were made almost at the same time. The blade cut off the spear and slashed hard on the head of the Salmatia knight. The flesh and bones splashed. The war horse neighed and fell to the ground with plasma. The Salmatia knight rolled a few steps and wanted to get up. Gao Shunfei flew away and kicked the opponent down again. He pressed his hand holding the hilt of the knife at his waist, kicked the cavalry's iron helmet away, and looked at the red eyes and panicked. The face of the fearful Westerner raised his hand and slashed it with one knife.

The heads rolled on the ground, and the tide of the periphery kept pushing from three directions. The front line of contact extended forward, and was filled with dense crowds of people. Countless bodies were carrying spears, blades, and shields. The violent collision was only a moment. Once it was blocked, it was slightly relieved, but it was also a hellish scene. The front line was crooked, and the soldiers on standby in the middle of the camp quickly replenished, took the position of seriously injured or dead companions, and continued to shout and kill.

Thirty thousand people attacked the formation of 3,000 people, and the latter's resistance was like a reef in the sea, still remained unmoved.

"Don't loosen your hands"

"Use your energy to eat and let the short man of Daqin go to hell!"

"My hand...my hand!"

"Drag him down... and drag him down... a person from the back team will make up, hurry up! Hey... who is there?"

In the various sounds of sadness, anger, and hissing, Gao Shun bit the loose cloth with his palms. The terrain he was on was relatively higher. In the afterglow, a tiny red color ran in the red of the sunset. He turned his eyes and his lips trembled: "….Wen Hou."

On the outside of the battlefield, the wandering Salmatia Light Cavalry also noticed the accidental intruder with only a few dozen people. Then, a female knight whistled and brought the same number of light cavalry to meet the other side. In the ups and downs, she pulled up the bow and arrow and shot at the man in front.

Arrows pass through the red sky light.

"A certain family doesn't kill women, but there is no distinction between men and women on the battlefield."

The horse's hooves were churning, Fang Tian's painting halberd was hanging upside down, and the scarlet cloak shook with a whirring sound. The arrow broke into two pieces in the air. The female knight of Salmatia was stunned, and the fire red ball seemed to be burning across the opposite side, passing by her at an extremely fast speed. Even the fifty Bingzhou Iron Cavalry who followed him ignored the female cavalry and went straight forward.

Behind their backs, the Salmatia female cavalry was still on the horse's back. The next second, her slender figure suddenly shook, her dye-swept face slightly lowered, and her bright red color covered the horse's back. The intestines that emitted heat came out of the cracked leather armor and hung in the air. Soon, she remained sitting and died.

Under the three-faced flag, the Roman legion heading eastward had no need for white faces. The Roman legion commander with short hair was looking at the battlefield ahead and carefully inspecting the battle situation sent back in front. The arrangement of the enemy, the will to resist, etc., must be understood by the general. When several orders were issued, the flag-holder came over and whispered in his ear, raised his finger to point to the side. The commander turned his head and narrowed his eyes.

"Fifty Selius cavalry?" His white face smiled and waved his hand indifferently: "Let the Salmatia solve the problem. We should focus on the opposite army of Selius. That army should be the elite of the Selius. The other general will be an important figure. Let the soldiers in front speed up the attack and capture him..."

The smile stiffened on his face at this moment, and the words stopped, and then the voice was raised to the extreme, sharp and harsh: "What are the Salmatias doing?!"

The vision pushed through the moving heads. Under the setting sun, the ball of fire red rolled over the quiet dust and dragged out long smoke and dust. Three Salmatia light cavalry were facing Lu Bu who were rushing towards him. He was just lifting his bow and his body was penetrated by arrows. He fell off the horse's back. There was also a spear hit. Over there, the running horse's hooves suddenly turned. Lu Bu turned his body sideways, avoiding the spear's moment, grabbed the spear in his hand, "rolled away" the fierce shout, grabbed the female knight directly from the horse's back with one arm, and was dragged down by the Bingzhou cavalry in the back as his body rolled.

The speed was still constantly running out of a huge semicircle on the east side of this battlefield, and it did not fight head-on with the numerous light cavalry. From beginning to end, his eyes were always staring at the nearest back formation of the Roman legion, and the conspicuous figures of horse riding under the banner.

"Give me time!"

The moment Lu Bu shouted loudly, the fifty Bingzhou Iron Cavalry following him set off a horizontal formation, intercepting the Salmatia cavalry who had caught up from behind, shooting arrows while running, and dragging the opponent. Under the flag of the man and horse, the flag-holding officer looked at the extremely fast Selius cavalry, and looked at the commander of the legion next to him with concern: "Your Excellency, I think it may be better to transfer from here."

"After fighting for so many years, I have never seen a cavalry do anything. Can he rush in here to kill me?"

"Your Excellency, we are in the rear, and there are only fifty people in the guard..."

The next second, the knights who were coming by lightning became clear, and the scarlet cloak spread out in their sight like blood.

画戟带着破空声凶狠的斩下,伴随赤红的战马亢奋嘶鸣,数柄长矛,长斧在半空断裂,飙血的身体撕裂的倒飞出去,人马旗帜下,那名军团长目瞪口呆的看着直接杀过数名骑兵阻拦的身影,喉结滚动,吞了口唾沫,随后拔出腰间短剑,而身边的掌旗官已经不见了踪影.

"The Cellius people, the Roman warriors will never retreat at the last minute..."

As he spoke, he ran away, and the short sword stabbed. In the light of the sky, a very long weapon appeared in his eyes, and the pierced arm was also stabbed. The pierced arm was suspended, and blood slid down the halberd from the torn neck. Opposite, Lu Bu didn't look at him, but just glanced at him slightly over the Roman guards who were surrounding him. He turned his arms and raised his head, and threw the head from his shoulders. Then he caught him, tied the reins and turned quickly to get rid of the Roman guards' encirclement. The horse's hooves stepped onto the wide field again, galloping rapidly, and the red rabbit excitedly spread his hooves, took the opponent's cavalry to circle, and detoured on a high slope on the east side of the camp. The cloak was lightly raised, and Lu Bu tied the reins and raised his arm.

The wind blows through the wilderness.

"Hahaha! The people of Daqin are just like this."

霞云如潮汐般席卷,赤兔马发出长嘶,兴奋的人立而起,撕裂开的披风展开卷动,高亢雄浑的声音被风带着吹过下方战场,无论厮杀的人,还是拥挤准备冲锋的罗马士兵,循着声音望去那人立而起的战马上,夕阳的红霞之中,举着人头的身影,犹如战神.

"It's Wen Hou... Wen Hou is here!"

"I'll tell you and others to know how powerful my great general is!"

"Brothers, Mr. Wen is back, kill me."

下方,抵御的锋线上,一名名陷阵营士兵亢奋的呐喊出声音,原本与对方僵持盾阵在片刻间,朝前齐齐推进了半步,高顺收回了目光,握紧刀柄深吸了一口气,扯开嗓子歇斯底里的呐喊:“推!”

几乎在这‘推’字落下的瞬间,所有人都在用力,脚掌死死蹬在地上,盾牌抵着盾牌发出难听的摩擦声,“推!”两千多人齐声呐喊,爆发出上万人的错觉,锋线上,第一排的罗马士兵连带手中的盾牌都在后退开来.

The fight became even more tragic.

不久之后,天色渐暗,传出收兵的讯号.高顺精疲力竭的坐在一具战马尸体上,汗水夹杂血垢一起聚在下颔须尖上,后方,沉重的脚步声过来,他抬起头,水袋递在面前.

"Wen Hou shouldn't come back."

Lu Bu patted his shoulder, sat down beside him, staring at the soldiers in the camp who were cleaning the battlefield and squeezing the corners of his mouth.

"Because the brothers of a certain family are here."

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The sky became darker and more than ten miles south, and the same tragic war occurred. The troops deployed by Severu began to surface one by one. When the aristocratic caravans that had originally gathered gathered to retreat to the east when they received the war, they happened to encounter a Roman legion from Armenia. When they saw this huge number of teams, they were stunned for a moment, and after exploring the situation, they launched an attack. The Qiang people and guards in the team relied on the cart loading carts and the carriages to resist. There were figures of fighting everywhere inside and outside the battlefield. A small number of caravans who were unwilling to suffer losses wanted to escape back to the city of Taixi alone, but were intercepted by Roman mercenaries, causing greater chaos.
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