Zhao Yun grabbed a spear with his hand, turned the head of the spear and threw it forward!
One of the more than ten Southern Huns soldiers who were holding shields and preparing to move forward was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by a spear. He screamed "ah", his shield and sword fell to the ground, and he fell to the sky.
rolled down.
Behind the formation of the southern Huns, there were still many Huns crowded together. Seeing such a situation, they couldn't help shouting again, and some waved their swords and guns, but they did not dare to move too far forward.
One is that the mountain road is narrow. Even if they join the battle group, it will still be useless. They can neither help nor block the little moving space in front; on the other hand, as time goes by, the bowstrings of the Southern Huns
It gradually became damp and weakened, and the tail feathers of the arrow were also wet and stuck together, making it heavy. Even if it was barely shot, it would be twisted and ineffective.
They also tried to use war horses to break into the formation before, trying to use the injured war horses to rush into Zhao Yun's formation at the ruined military stronghold, but it was almost useless...
It cannot be said that there was nothing at all, but when the Southern Huns drove their war horses up, one of them had to go uphill, and the horses could not get up quickly. Then the first few horses were shot by Zhao Yun's powerful crossbows.
When they fell, they tripped up the following war horses. Only two or three were lucky enough to rush up to the front of the military stronghold. Zhao Yun and others gave way slightly to both sides, and the Southern Huns' war horses gave way along the middle.
He followed the route and escaped happily. When the Huns tried to follow, Zhao Yun and his men gathered up their formation again.
Although the war horse is humane, it is still an animal after all, so it follows the instinct of an animal. Unless Zhao Yun and others intentionally stop it, it will not take the initiative to hit the tip of the knife or spear, so the Southern Huns tried it once or twice
After that, I gave up this unrealistic plan and just used people to attack forward, exchanging human lives for human lives. It may not be impossible to fill the gap!
Strictly speaking, this is indeed the case, but the question is, how many lives must be filled, and whose lives should be used to fill them?
Although the Southern Huns believe in the Immortal Heaven and have the traditional custom of being brave and fearless of death on the battlefield, it does not mean that they can bury their own lives without value...
Especially after Zhao Yun yelled "General Zhengxi is coming", many Huns were muttering in their hearts, what if they broke through the line of defense in front of them?
Although there are no cliffs or rapids around the rugged mountain road, it still requires walking on horseback, so there are not many roads that can be taken. Even if you want to get around this Zhao Yun, it is not easy.
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On such a mountain road, at most three horses can ride abreast. So there is no need to think about horse fighting. Although both sides are cavalry, they all dismount and fight on foot. Depending on the mountain terrain, they can barely open up a small front, so from the beginning,
The two sides entered into the most brutal hand-to-hand fighting.
And Zhao Yun was undoubtedly the sharpest sword of the Zhengxi soldiers. After stabbing more than ten Southern Xiongnu scouts, he basically did not retreat from the front line. Even if he retracted the array and regained his breath, he quickly stood up again.
at the front of the array.
Zhao Yun's spear is like a swimming dragon, and like a poisonous snake. With every blow, a flower of blood will bloom. On rare occasions, it will even drop the weapons dropped by the Southern Huns.
He picked it up and threw it with ease, as if he could do it well with his eyes closed.
Hu Chuquan waved his sword and shouted for people to come forward to kill him. However, he knew his own weight, so he did not dare to rush forward to face Zhao Yun's spear. In addition, the Southern Huns were hunted down all the way.
, fled all the way, but the momentum of the two went was much different. I saw chaos and shouting, but not many people were rushing forward bravely.
Shanlan began to agitate gradually, blowing the white mist into the air, like light gauze and thin brocade, flowing left and right around Zhao Yun's body, entangled on Zhao Yun's dancing spear, and from time to time, the head of the spear was fluttering.
The delicate blood flowers blooming from underneath, as if in front of Zhao Yun, even the killing becomes colorful. Every step forward and backward, left and right, is filled with the indescribable beauty of power and speed...
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With this wave of last Southern Huns covering their necks and groaning, Zhao Yun gently shook the blood on his red tassel, and the bright blood beads spread out in a fan shape and fell on the ground.
, mixed with the blood originally flowing on the ground.
A ray of sunlight penetrated the mist in the mountains and fell down, shining between the two armies and also on Zhao Yun. Not only did the stained blood not make Zhao Yun look a little sloppy, but on the contrary, it was because it was either bright red or red.
The deep red or black-red color makes Zhao Yun look more vivid and lively, just like the originally dark statue became animated in the blink of an eye.
"Come on! Rush up!" Hu Chuquan shouted at the top of his lungs.
The soldiers of the Southern Huns were sobbing and moving, but those who pushed me did not dare to move forward.
Zhao Yun pointed his spear forward, and the sharp tip of the spear was bathed in the sun, shining with a dazzling brilliance that made the Southern Huns soldiers dare not look directly at it.
I saw the tip of Zhao Yun's spear pointing to the left. The Southern Xiongnu soldiers on the left subconsciously took half a step back and pointed to the right. The same was true for the Xiongnu soldiers on the right. They also shrunk their bodies as if they had been stabbed.
move back……
Zhao Yun suddenly laughed, with a somewhat honest round face showing an expression like that of the brother next door looking at the naughty child in front of him, but what he said pierced Hu Chuquan's heart like a knife:
"Surrender quickly and spare your life! Only the first culprit will be killed, and the rest will be spared!"
"Don't listen to him!" Hu Chuquan shouted, "There are many of us! Go up and kill him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange laughter coming from the mountain road behind Zhao Yun...
"Uh-kah-kah... Zilong, I'm here too!"
The sound buzzed, shaking the rocks and sand on the mountain. A group of figures appeared at the bend of the mountain road, and the tall and burly Wei Du rushed to the front.
Wei Du originally did not know how to ride a horse, but unlike other princes, the cavalry under his command in Zhengxi accounted for a large number, almost more than half. Therefore, not being able to ride a horse became an unspeakable pain in Wei Du's heart, especially since he was so big.
It's so big that if you ride on an ordinary Bingzhou horse, your feet will almost hit the ground, which is really awkward.
Fortunately, Li Ru and others under Zhengxi's command later joined in, and some Xiliang horses were added, which were more than half a head taller than the Bingzhou horses. Only then did Wei Du find a suitable mount. After some hard training, riding a horse was quite good.
It's almost done, but what about a horse fight? Haha, I still don't have to think about it.
However, this is somewhat more convenient. For example, just like this time, after receiving the prisoners of Zhao Yun's soldiers and confirming that the one coming was Huchuquan, the capital of Wei started to fight with Taishi Ci to get this task.
Fortunately, I can already ride a horse and can catch up, otherwise I would definitely not be able to grab it...
Wei Du was wearing inner armor and holding a sword in his hand, riding a horse. There was another horse tied behind the horse, but it was carrying the heavy armor of the heavy infantry. Including Wei Du, there were five people behind him.
All ten heavy infantrymen were like this.
You must know that even when prices have not collapsed, one stone of rice is about three to four hundred yuan, and a suit of armor is already nearly ten thousand yuan. If it is better made, it can easily cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, let alone
At a time when commodity prices have skyrocketed to ten or twenty times, a fine piece of armor is worth almost millions of dollars!
With two horses, one inner armor, one outer armor, plus two sets of weapons, one full and one right, this group of mounted heavy infantry led by Wei Du can probably assemble the total value of equipment for one person.
There are more than a hundred thieves...
Wei Du jumped off his horse with a "dong" sound, raised his head and shouted: "Zilong, give me a quarter of an hour!"
Zhao Yun also smiled and replied: "It's okay, let alone a quarter of an hour, they won't be able to get up even if it's an hour!"
"Wha kaka kaka..." Wei Du laughed loudly, reached out and took off the heavy armor from the camel, and while putting it on, he shouted loudly, "Quick! Anyone who moves fast will be eaten.
! Those who are too slow will chew grass!"
Wei Du and his men were very familiar with this set of heavy armor. The only thing that required help from others was the final step of tightening the silk ribbon. The rest could basically be done by one person, just like how women in later generations wore tight-fitting clothes.
For dresses, only the zipper on the back often requires help.
It was said to be a quarter of an hour, but in fact, just over ten minutes later, Wei Du and others had already put on their heavy armor and laid out their formations.
Wei Du took off his mask, lifted up the huge double-sided battle ax that was once a Xianbei warrior, and walked forward eagerly step by step with the sound of armor armor all over his body, shouting:
"Zilong! I'm here! I'm here! Make way for me! Let me eat some meat!"
On such terrain, if the heavy infantry is ranked second, no one really dares to be ranked first.
What does it mean that one man can stand the test and no one can open it?
This is what it looks like now.
After the Wei capital came up, they even felt that they couldn't perform their duties within the collapsed military stronghold, so they led their men across Zhao Yun's line, walked sharply between the two armies, and surrounded him like a steel city wall with his men.
The entire mountain road is tightly blocked.
"Uh-kah-kah, what... what, yes, that Salty King! Come out!" Wei Du shouted angrily from behind the mask, "I love sweets! That Salty King, come out and fight me.
Win or lose!
Hu Chuquan's nose was almost crooked, but when he saw Wei Du swinging his double-sided battle ax like a straw, the corner of his eye couldn't help but twitch again, but he still didn't dare to rush forward...
In fact, both sides have trekked all the way, and their physical strength is not in perfect condition. But the problem is that Huchuquan's side is more embarrassed, not only in the previous escape process, both in terms of physical strength and morale.
, have been greatly consumed, and more importantly, the current Zhengxi General's soldiers are crushing them on their equipment, which has added several heavy critical blows to the already tired hearts of the Southern Huns soldiers.
Just like in the later games, I was holding a blank weapon and was marked with a broken attribute. Then I saw my opponent wearing blue equipment, enchanted equipment, and even some dark metal properties. The health and blue bars were much longer than mine.
cut……
Wei Du still smiled devilishly, and then waved his double-sided battle ax as if he was waving his favorite toy, ignoring the long spears and short knives of the Southern Huns who were slashing and stabbing him.
The double armor was stabbed with swords and spears by the Southern Huns, and sparks flew everywhere. Wei Du only moved his body slightly and didn't care. However, those Southern Huns who faced Wei Du's double-sided battle ax did not even have a whole corpse.
It's a delusion!
Those spraying like mist are the arteries cut, the blood gushing like a fountain, the limbs chopped off, the pieces thrown randomly here and there, the large and small pieces of meat and breasts brought out by the battle axe.
The internal organs between the abdomen...
Streams of blood spurted out, dyeing everything around them red. Amidst the long and short screams, a pair of feet stamped around, trampling the short limbs and broken bodies on the ground into a mess.
Mixed into the yellow mud, the originally quiet place with green mountains and mist turned into a Shura field full of chaos and blood!
Wei Du's body was already covered with the flesh and blood of someone who didn't know who it was, and there was also a large piece of yellow, green, pink, and red intestines of someone who didn't know who it was. It was somehow hooked on the iron armor on Wei Du's shoulder, and Wei Du was accompanied by
The swing of the battle ax is like a long braid jumping and flying happily in the air...
In the eyes of the Southern Huns, these warriors, who were like steel city walls, brandished their extremely sharp long-handled swords, as if they were never tired of cutting down all the waves of Southern Huns soldiers.
People finally couldn't stand this double crushing on equipment and morale.
"Monster! Monster!"
"The unbeatable monster!"
The Southern Huns howled and stopped moving forward. Perhaps some of them knew that there was actually a living person under that armor, but they would rather believe that these guys were monsters, monsters, and immortal ghosts and gods!
Only in this way can their timidity and shrinkage have sufficient reasons.
After all, people can't compete with monsters, monsters, ghosts and gods, right?
Huchuquan roared so loudly that his voice became hoarse, urging his soldiers to move forward. He was extremely anxious, but a deep sense of powerlessness arose in his heart, knowing that he had passed through this road built by the soldiers of Zhengxi.
He was able to escape from the steel wall, but he just couldn't get through. The lives of his men who were thrown in front and back were like bloody waves, hitting the steel wall, surging up or gorgeous,
Or a monotonous color, and then fell down quietly, unable to shake these soldiers who conquered the West in the slightest!
I don’t know when it started. One after another, the soldiers of the Southern Huns turned around and left without saying a word, leaving behind Huchuquan who was still raising his arms to fight on the front line. At first it was just one or two, and then it became more than a dozen.
Twenty, eventually turned into a massive retreat!
The Southern Huns who were congested on the mountain road had to turn their horses around and fight for the road. From time to time, some Southern Huns soldiers and their horses fell into the ravine on one side and fell on the rugged rocks.
, a bloody and tragic death on the spot.
The scene became increasingly chaotic. Not only were the other southern Xiongnu leaders retreating with their tribesmen, but even the people in Huchuquan's immediate tribe lost their fighting spirit and just looked at Huchuquan stupidly.
"No! Don't run!" Hu Chuquan, who discovered the collapse of the team, shouted angrily, "I ask you in the name of King Youxian, don't run! Rush over! We can still go back! We can still win!"
"You are a liar!"
Someone among the fleeing Southern Huns shouted.
Immediately, more Southern Huns also shouted in confusion and fled without looking back.
"fraud!"
"Liar is not our king! No!"
"Eternal Life has abandoned you! Go to hell! Go to hell!"
The sword that Hu Chuquan held high finally dropped down weakly. He wanted to lift it up several times to kill himself, but after making gestures, he finally didn't have the courage to do it. In the end, he just let out a howl without knowing whether to cry or laugh, and lowered his head.
He collapsed on the ground and made a small sound...
