Under the royal flag of the Huns rebels, Subdelgin also stared at every move of Zhao Yun who was leading the charge. As for the so-called one who was ecstatic and shouting on the slope. The predecessors Shanyu Yufuluo and Subdierjin did not pay much attention to them.
A general is the courage of an army, and a commander is the courage of an army.
The Zhengxi Army had just entered the battlefield. They immediately launched an offensive without even deploying their forwards. Such a decisive and heroic general must either have strong self-confidence or be a fool. No matter how you look at it, this sudden General Zhengxi who appeared in the north doesn't look like the latter either. What's even more rare is that he is still so young!
Even the young Han general who led the charge was too young!
Young people represent opportunities and are not afraid of failure, while old people are often afraid of failure because old people no longer have time to fail.
"Stop him! Kill him! Kill him!" The great elder's veins popped out, and he roared like crazy, "Our people have already attacked! As long as we can stop the Han people for a stick of incense, we can kill him. Yu Fuluo! On the gravel beach, as long as the Han people block the ones in front, they won't be able to run! It's up to us whether we want to fight or leave!"
Subdierjin stared at the Great Elder, and he could even feel that if he said the word "no", the Great Elder, who was obviously losing control of his emotions, would immediately turn his face...
However, the great elder was not completely wrong. The Han people chose this area, and the benefits were naturally unexpected. However, due to the terrain, the expansion area was not too large. As long as the forwards were blocked...
"One stick of incense at most!" Subdelgin gritted his teeth and shouted to the great elder, "There is only one chance! It is also the last chance! I am the Shanyu!" As long as the Han's front army is blocked, In the rubble area to the north, if the Han were not allowed to attack so easily, the courage and vigor of this strong Han army would be destroyed at least in half!
"Yes! Hold on to the plow! I swear in the name of my ancestors!" The great elder lowered his head, caressed his chest and saluted Subdierjin, "You will always be the Shanyu of me and my people! Forever. Yes!" People of the Han Dynasty, whether they are Chinese or Hu people, still respect their ancestors very much, and they are not like a small group of later generations who swear by their ancestors as if they are farting...
Therefore, Subdelkin nodded, recognized the oath of the great elder, and rode forward, preparing to lead the team to block the Han army's forward. Although when he saw the rags wrapped around the hoofs of the war horses by the Han people, Subdeljin also Some people feel the courage and courage of the Han people, and they are also a little panicked, but just like what the great elder said, it was difficult to surround Yu Fuluo at the moment and save the lives of so many subordinates. We will never allow this to happen easily at this moment. Back up.
Once you retreat, not only will all the early losses be in vain, but your own morale will fall to the bottom. It will not be that easy to raise the banner of your new Shanyu again. So at this time, you can only If you can use cavalry to meet them and block the Han army, then whether to fight or flee is up to you!
Generally speaking, cavalry combat does not involve stopping to defend. It can only attack with attack and defeat the opponent in motion.
Subdeljin thought about it. He had never really fought against the cavalry of Zhengxi, nor had he even participated in Yuvluo's united forces to fight against Xianbei before. The impression left in Subdeljin's mind was still that of San Five years ago, he merged with the Han border army in the north, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with his strategy. After making up his mind, Subdelkin took off the long sword on the side of his saddle and shouted loudly: "Blow the trumpet! Welcome!" Go up and block the Han people!"
The king's flag of the Huns moved. Under the king's flag, eight hundred Hun armored cavalry with good equipment, followed Subdeljin's order, let out a hoarse beast roar, and suddenly accelerated toward the north, about to break away from the rubble. Area, the powerful Han troops are rushing in, ready to fight to the death!
If you look down from the air at this moment, you can see two teams of cavalry, forming two roughly acute-angled triangles, like two violent and writhing giant beasts, about to collide head-on with their claws and teeth bared at high speed!
The speed of both sides was so fast that they didn't even have time to take out their bows and shoot at each other, because both sides knew that during such a high-speed collision, where would they have time to set up their bows and set up arrows? It was impossible to say that they had just taken out their bows and shot an arrow. We were fighting hand to hand, and at that moment, were we ready to leisurely strangle the opponent's neck with the bowstring?
At this moment, there is only the collision of iron and iron, and the excitement of blood and blood!
There was a loud bang, and in the blink of an eye, the two cavalry troops collided hard!
At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be silent for a while, and then the sounds of collisions, fighting, and screams were even more violent than before, and they completely and violently erupted!
Zhao Yun took the lead, shaking out the big bright red flowers with the spear in his hand, and the red cherry silk blossomed like a blooming mandala. When he was about to cross with the Hun cavalry on the opposite side, Zhao Yun lightly knocked As soon as he hit the horse's belly, the white horse under his crotch knowingly jumped up to the original speed, accelerated by three points again, roared and took two steps forward. Taking advantage of the high-speed collision of the two horses, Zhao Yun just used the red tassel to spin With his strength, while confusing the opponent's sight, he raised his wrist and lightly touched the opponent's neck with the spear. The spear head made of fine steel was like a sharp knife cutting into tofu, leaving a deep wound that could be seen in the bone. , bringing out a cloud of blood mist!
The sudden acceleration left the Hun rebel armored cavalry with no time to react. He had raised his long sword halfway and didn't even have time to look down. He didn't even have time to let out a dying scream. He fell off his horse and followed suit with the long sword raised in his hand. His master fell off the horse together. Amidst the smoke and noise, at the moment when he sent out the spear, Zhao Yun also lowered his crotch strength, slightly turned the horse's head, and passed the other Hun cavalry and the oncoming war horse. Passing sideways, the sound of the Hun cavalry swinging their weapons in the air was so irritating that the eardrums sunk downwards!
There are people and horses all around, the figures of people and horses are swaying in the sight, the light of swords and guns, the ears are filled with all kinds of shouts, the sound of horse hooves, and the weird things like the clash of weapons, the flesh is split, the bones are broken, the tendons are broken, etc. Sound, in the battlefield, except for the height of Wei Du, most people's sights are on the same level. Except for a few people around, they can't see all the troops, let alone the concept of an overall battlefield.
The difference between a famous general and a mediocre general is whether he can think calmly in a noisy and chaotic battlefield environment, choose the best route forward, and win the target faster than the enemy.
The cavalry hedge is different from the infantry hedge, and it is also different from what is shown in movies and TV shows. It is not the kind of wall-like impact that is so tight that water cannot penetrate, but it also does not leave a lot of room for dodge.
, but there is just a little space between the two horses for one horse to pass through.
The nature of war horses is to live in groups. When a group of war horses starts running, it seems to be dark and dense, but there is a certain distance between the horses. These big elves will automatically adjust the gaps.
, and this is especially true for war horses that have been trained in battle formations.
However, even with the automatic and spontaneous adjustment of these great elves, during high-speed confrontation, the cavalry on horseback sometimes strike each other with their swords, and sometimes use the wrong force on their waist and legs, which will result in a wrong command being transmitted to the war horse.
Therefore, it is inevitable that there will still be a situation where two war horses cannot dodge and collide.
Two more horses passed by each other, and the Hun cavalry on the side screamed strangely, raised his sword, and slashed towards Zhao Yun's chest and abdomen. Zhao Yun slightly turned sideways and gave way, without even a trace of superfluous expression on his face.
At the moment when the two sides crossed paths, he hit the Hun cavalryman with a long-standing skill on the lower back with his spear...
The Xiongnu armored knight slashed the air with his sword, and Zhao Yun applied another force. He suddenly lost his balance on the horse and fell down with a squeak. Before he could struggle, the follow-up war horses had already arrived, screaming in agony.
, I don’t know how many horses’ hooves I was stepped on at one time!
The Zhengxi cavalry were like sharp knives, but Zhao Yun unknowingly moved to the front. In order to deal with the Huns' armored cavalry rushing past from both sides, Zhao Yun even pulled out the secondary weapons on his waist, using his left sword and right spear to fight vertically and horizontally.
Swinging, he didn’t hesitate even half a step, didn’t slow down for a moment!
The shirt was already stained with blood, and the white war horse was also dyed cherry red under the blood mist in the sky. There was no enemy in front of the horse, and there was no general under the gun!
Subdelkin looked at the surging Han cavalry and the brave Han generals at the front. The muscles on his face were beating wildly. He suddenly remembered the word "Demon God" that the Huns were chanting in their mouths before.
, a strange thought couldn't help but arise in my heart, maybe...
Such ferocious Han people can really be called "devils" on the battlefield!
On the grassy slope, Yu Fuluo was also fascinated by what he saw, and his mind was in a state of excitement. He couldn't help but let out a loud cheer, and then he realized that the Hun soldiers at the foot of the mountain were actually part of his family.
In fact, the level of everyone is about the same, but looking at the current situation, is it possible that the Han cavalry that conquered the west has surpassed it by so much?
Yu Fuluo couldn't help but glance at Wei Du, who was covered in blood next to him. Before he could say anything, he saw Wei Du push up the mask that was still bleeding, exhaled a long breath, and then
Staring at Yu Fuluo, he said: "What did I say? Why are you just watching? Lead the troops and move forward!"
"Aha?" Yu Fuluo's eyes widened, "What? Go down? But, we don't have horses!"
Wei Du made a "pop" sound, pulled down the mask again, and said angrily: "I said spittoon, I didn't ask you to rush into the formation! What are you afraid of! Move forward so that these people can see you, I think it’s still within reach…”
"..." Yu Fuluo was stunned, and then realized that he was still destined to be a bait!
Among the cavalry of the two armies, Zhao Yun's spear head was like lightning, and the tip of his sword was like light, flying up and down, galloping vertically and horizontally. Between the countless lightning flashes, blood mist soared from time to time, figures fell, and the white wax barrel of the big gun trembled at high speed in his hand. His head darted from side to side like a snake, and in the blink of an eye, he had stabbed countless Hun cavalrymen, and rushed straight at the stout Subdelkin who was shouting commands under the Hun King's flag!
Of course, Zhao Yun was still able to distinguish Subdelkin on the extremely noisy battlefield. In addition to the big flag and Subdelkin's behavior, it was also thanks to the fact that the Huns wore a helmet with inlaid The red fox tail felt hat stands out among the gray, black and yellow...
Horse hooves flying!
The spear surges!
Unstoppable!
"Protect Shanyu! Nartai, Sak, you guys, come with me!"
Seeing that the leading Han general was getting closer and closer, Subdierjin's personal bodyguard, the warrior Dolu among the Sub clan, led several famous warriors in the clan, and rushed towards Zhao Yun!
As the layers progressed, the pressure increased, but Zhao Yun's face remained calm, as if he was doing an extremely ordinary and ordinary thing.
Dolu spurted his horse forward while shouting angrily. He also knew that there was no way he could dodge Zhao Yun's spear head that was as flexible as a spiritual snake, let alone stop Zhao Yun without any damage when the two sides crossed. , but Zhao Yun must be blocked here!
Therefore, there is only one method left...
Dolu looked at Zhao Yun's spear swimming towards him like a spiritual snake. Not only did he not retreat, but he leaned forward to face Zhao Yun's spear and its tip!
Only by letting your body fixate the spear head at any moment can you catch this swimming spear, deliver your weapon to Zhao Yun, or give other guards around you a chance to kill Zhao Yun!
This confidant of Subdelgin's bodyguard was a slave that Subdelgin exchanged with other tribes. It was Subdelgin who personally promoted him from the lowly slave class before switching to slaves. Destiny has climbed all the way to this position. At this moment, Subdelgin's many years of kindness will be repaid at once!
With a soft sound, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand had already been pierced into Duolu's chest. Just as he was about to pull it out, Duolu grabbed him. Instead, he moved forward to face him, and the spear head rubbed against the bones in his body and came out, making a shocking sound. The sound of teeth grinding.
Dolu's face was distorted, he let out one last cry, and at the most certain distance, he sent out the knife with great force!
The few people who followed Duolu also shouted loudly, raised their swords and spears in unison, and attacked Zhao Yun from the left and right sides!
The distance between the two of them could not get any closer. Duolu's dying sword was so steady and swift, how could there be any room to dodge? When there was no time to strike, Zhao Yun could only let go of the spear and follow the momentum of the sword, turning sideways.
Saddle! When he was about to give up and abandon the gun, Zhao Yun twisted his hand, followed the momentum of Dolu's struggle for the spear, and slammed into it. The extremely sharp blade of the gun rolled on Dolu's chest, and the wound suddenly expanded into a
Blood holes flew out of the body!
The final roll of the spear completely cut off Dolu's last chance of life. The warrior of the Subu clan widened his eyes, and finally fell down from his horse with eyes wide open. He originally slashed at Zhao Yun with the last blow.
It hit, and therefore fell softly into the air!
Several of Subdierjin's personal guards who were following Duolu all had their eyes red, and each one of them shouted like a shrill beast's roar, and rushed towards Zhao Yun's gunan saddle and dismounted without hesitation!
Zuo Er, who was following Zhao Yun closely, and the bodyguard who had been following Zhao Yun since the Black Mountains, suddenly lost Zhao Yun's figure in front, and couldn't help but roared "General!", and took a few with him.
Named Zhao Yun's personal guard, he marched forward bravely to kill him!
The two sides immediately intertwined and intertwined in confusion. For a moment, the place where Zhao Yun's figure was missing was like a whirlpool, attracting the attention of most people on the battlefield. Even Subdeljin could not help but whisper:
"Dead, dead, definitely dead..."
The two cavalry armies faced off with almost the same number, perhaps even more than the Han forwards. The only one under Subdierjin's command, considered the most elite Huns armored cavalry, was killed by Zhao Yun to the point of being knocked off his back.
The layers were peeled off and trampled like an onion, and Subdieljin's original aura was like a peeled onion stuffed in front of his eyes, gradually becoming spicy and sour.
Suddenly, a big gun flew out of the battlefield like thunder and lightning, and a sturdy Hun armored cavalry was directly thrown away from his horse!
Following this spear, Zhao Yun ran a few steps quickly and caught up with the horse, which seemed to have slowed down through telepathy. He put one hand on the horse's back and sat on the horse's back again!
"Jianwu! Mighty! Big man! Mighty!" Zuo Er saw Zhao Yun's figure again. He didn't care that the wound on his arm was spouting blood. He raised his sword and shouted loudly, driving the Zhengxi cavalry.
The momentum rose in vain.
"How can it be?!"
Looking at Zhao Yun, who was gradually killing him like a demon, the blood on Subdeljin's face finally receded. Subdeljin always thought that he was really a hero who was not afraid of heaven and earth.
A warrior with swords and guns, but when he realized that he couldn't escape this time, and even struggling might not be useful, Subdeljin finally became timid when faced with the bright red blooming mandala flower in Zhao Yun's hand.
But at this time, there was no time to even turn his horse to flee. Subdeljin watched the bright red flowers blooming in front of his eyes. He could only use up all his strength and all the energy in this life on the battlefield.
The experience inspired all the potential in his body, he raised his sword and chopped at it!
"clang!"
The loud sound of weapons clashing sounded, and Zhao Yun couldn't help but say "Hey", but that was all. With a flick of his wrist, the spear swung back again, and swept over with a buzzing sound!
Subdier hurriedly tried to raise his sword, roared wildly, and used all his strength to knock Zhao Yun's spear away again. However, as soon as he touched the spear, it was limp and unforced, and he suddenly felt like
It was as if a punch was punched in the air. Both arms were almost dislocated. He was swaying on the horse's back. When he was trying to maintain his balance, suddenly he seemed to see a big hand reaching out from the corner of his eyes, and then the world was spinning, and the whole
The world is turned upside down!
"Bang!" Zhao Yun threw Subdel to the ground and shouted in a deep voice, "Tie him!"
From assault to capture the king, it only takes a stick of incense!
The royal flag representing the Xiongnu Chanyu collapsed, leaving almost everyone on the battlefield stunned for a moment!
Everyone's eyes were focused on the bloody spear, the blood-red fox tail felt hanging on the tip of the spear, and the tall and proud figure!
At this moment, the three-color war flag is flying high, and under the flag, the blood-red figure exudes a brilliance that makes people dare not look directly. In the blood-red brilliance, it is the one who dominates the world and dominates the battlefield.
Zhao Yun!
"Demon...Demon!"
I don't know which Hun soldier cried out in fear. Soon more Hun soldiers saw the blood-red felt hat. The Hun soldiers who lost the royal flag seemed to have lost their fighting spirit at the same time, and they were all trembling.
