The temporary army formation was spreading, and the fast horses rushed to the bottom of the high flag, and the messenger blew the horn.

Wow

Wow

In the military tent, the general sitting quietly behind the desk gently wiped the blade, reflecting the face of thick eyebrows and short beards. The short beards on the chin trembled slightly in the sound of the horns. At one moment, the blade returned to the sheath, got up and walked out of the tent. The warm skylight shone on his face, which was a surging force.

His name is Yan Rou. Many years ago, he was just a slave in the horse trench in the Southern Xiongnu. However, the past was no longer important. During his time of storm, he learned to calm down and how to lead an army. He led another Black Mountain cavalry leader and became his arms for attacking and defending.

Unfortunately, he is the only one who comes.

His eyes spread and over a tent. The black torrent brought the war horses to come. The deputy general named Su Ren carried a Han sword on his back, carried a gun and looked at the figure coming over there, took a deep breath, and then spit out, his voice rising to the extreme.

"Array"

The gathering torrents set off the formation, flipped onto the horse's back, and the movements were neatly and uniform, and the sound of a bomb echoed in the air. The black armored cavalry looked firm and frenzied, and the cold spear was raised high, and then the tail hit the ground fiercely. The moment the mud chips splashed, countless voices shouted into a thunder: "Kill!"

Yan Rou walked over slowly with a horse wearing armor and stopped her horse in front of everyone's sight, with a solemn and quiet expression. She was filled with all his brothers and the Black Mountain riding flag that symbolized honor.

"Since the Western Expedition, we have been raising our energy. The weapons have never been stained with a trace of the enemy's blood. It is not because the Black Mountain Cavalry is weak, but because the enemy is not worthy of our attack. Today, the leader's military order is conveyed. Brothers" Yan Rou slowly raised his arm, "Now the enemy worth our fighting has appeared. Can you kill the people of Daqin?!"

"Yes!" Five thousand cavalrymen shouted at the same time.

"I think my brothers can!"

Yan Rou clenched her fingers into a fist, waved her hard, full of confidence. "Start!"

On the huge school ground, Su Ren, carrying a gun with a Han sword on his back, screamed fiercely and fiercely. The iron spear drew a trajectory in the sky from his hands. When pointing to the west, the dense cavalry slowly moved the horse's hooves and began to turn. The sound of the hoof gradually roared, and the smoke and dust rose, and the iron pieces of the iron armor collided in the ups and downs running.

"The people of Daqin, I finally have the chance to fight with you, don't let me down." Yan Rou rode on the horse and quietly looked at the black torrent passing through her eyes.

The generals carrying specific information were taken to each battalion by fast horses, and even further away. The sky was blown with the horn of war breath, extending continuously, rushing to different camps. Then, several miles apart, the army formations of more than ten miles agitated, and the message was received, and the cavalry wearing the order flag ran wildly among the armies.

The tent, with the words written with the orders, was burned on cloth.

The burning ashes rose with blue smoke and the fur spread on the ground. Guo Si sat there and raised the blade, stretched out his scarlet tongue, gently licked the tip of the tip, and a bright red color flowed to the corner of his mouth. Then he spat on the ground with a spit, tear off the corner of the robe, tied the handle of the knife to the palm of his hand, and tightened it tightly with his teeth.

Then, the camp was opened, and the ground was filled with lazy soldiers, either sitting or wading on the ground to bask in the sun, and some were fighting. His eyes were fierce and sweeping over the soldiers of Xiliang who had been waiting for a long time: "All up for me, it's time for fighting, don't embarrass me!"

"When you go back, the general will tell you to the lord and send us a wife." Someone shouted with a smile, and many voices followed. However, in a moment, these lazy and playful soldiers of Xiliang faintly unfolded their formation. With swords and weapons in their hands, the lineup became solemn and swaying, and they already had the smell of golden swords and iron horses.

The sky was shining, countless flags were roaring, and the smell of rust in the wind became more and more intense.

Under the huge white wolf flag, scarlet bottom, the cloak embroidered with gold edges fluttered and rolled. Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind whimpering in his ears. At some point, there were heavy footsteps and the sound of horse hooves gathered from outside. He opened his eyes, and the galloping horse crossed the team and shouted in front: "Stop."

In this shout, countless steps, the iron hooves stopped neatly several feet, and dust swept among the people and horses. The wind blew over, and the dust spread out in the air and twisted up to the sky. On the tall black war horse, Gongsun Zhi pushed the horse hooves to take two steps forward.

"Many of you have questions in your mind, why have you been going to the battlefield after such a long Western Expedition? "The expressionless face slowly spoke up. Gongsun Zhi pulled the reins and patrolled the Xiliang infantry in the front row with his war horses sideways. Heishan cavalry, his voice loudly: "That's because we have not faced an enemy like Daqin. I don't want to lose the soldiers halfway, but today is different."

"The land at our feet is the territory of the Qin people. Their soldiers are everywhere on this land, and there are many messy barbarians who are helping Anxi, Kushan, Xiongnu, Xianbei, and Wuhuan to fight the north, how powerful it is."

When the horse hooves stepped into the middle and said this, their cold eyes gradually showed fierceness, and they slowly pulled out the Seven-Star Sword from the sheath, and their voice suddenly rose: "The people of the Qin Dynasty thought they were noble eagles, flying in the sky and looking down at the earth, but they forgot that their spreading wings were finally tired. When the eagle landed, it was the food of the wolf pack."

"Now"

The Seven-Star Knife was raised above his head, and the sound swept through the sky like thunder: "The sharp blade is our minions, and we use blood to tell them what the Han wolf looks like!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Thousands of soldiers raised their weapons and roared with all their strength. Countless blades slapped the shield. The iron cavalry looked fierce and held the spear on the ground. The sound was like thunder blew over the sky above his head. The wind stopped at this moment.

Gongsun Zhi waved his sword and slashed it down: "Hunting!"

Wolf flag rolling

On June 23, Guo Si led 12,000 Western Liang troops to launch an attack on the main battlefield in the west. At the same time, the crossbow chariots in the logistics camp were also sent to the other side, sending fast horses to the defeated Anxi, and the Dayuan army, the anti-encirclement battle gradually took shape.

On the 25th, Pan Feng, fifty miles away from the northwest battlefield, gave up his plan to rescue the Bingzhou army and fought against two 10,000-man legions of Rome.

On the same day, the Black Mountain cavalry headed straight to the southern battlefield and directly rushed into the Arab army with the camel flag in the posture of a collapsed mountain. Six centurions were killed in one battle. The dispersed Xianbei cavalry gradually gathered again with them as the center.

After half a month, the flames that had been burning slowly suddenly seemed to have pounced on tinder oil, and the entire explosion exploded, burning violently together in the Assyrian province and the half of Anatolia.
Chapter completed!