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Futu got the answer he most wanted to know but least expected to get - the Han cavalry had already caught up, and Chu Luo was leading all the men in the tribe behind.
"Let's go, let's go quickly -" There was nothing to say. He waved his big hand and Futu whipped the mount under him with all his strength.
Walking four or five miles further, there were only panic-stricken Hu people along the way. They were all crying with surprise when they saw the army slaughtered. There was no need for him to ask anyone anymore, because he only had to look up and he could see the people directly in front of him.
A battlefield with loud killing sounds.
"Beep...beep..."
Zhu Biao led the central army and Chen Mengren's right army joined together, not to charge together, but to order Chen Mengren to lead the right army and horses to cross the battlefield and directly attack the Hu tribe.
The old and weak Hu army in front of them was already shaky after being stabbed back and forth by him. They could only hold on with one breath to prevent the whole army from collapsing. At this time, the Hu people saw another Han cavalry passing them.
Going to kill the women and children of the tribe, what would they think?
The reason why these old and weak Hu Qi were able to sustain themselves from defeat was most likely because their relatives and families were behind them. But if Chen Mengren's troops wanted to do this, the morale of the Hu Qi troops would be in chaos, and the whole army would be shaken.
After that, he can wait for the leader to cover him up...
Zhu Biao was thinking everything carefully, but suddenly he heard the alarm sound.
"Captain, look quickly -"
"There are reinforcements from Hu Qi ahead..."
"Damn, it's really not the right time -" Zhu Biao's expression turned cold in relief, and he felt resentful in his heart. If Hu Qi could be late by two quarters of an hour, or even a quarter of an hour...
"Meng Rui——"
"Take your troops and attack the Hulu tribe!"
"Chen Mengren, lead the left curve and cooperate with the left to attack the Hu cavalry! If most of the Hu cavalry are shaken, immediately drive them in to ride -"
"Chinese army, follow me -"
Zhu Biao could just give up and lead his troops to retreat. Such a result would not lose a victory, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to succeed but fall short. He wanted to fight hard!
Three military orders were issued decisively, and the right wing was immediately divided into two. Army Sima Chen Mengren led Zuoqu to join the battlefield again, and Right Army Marquis Mengrui led his men to circle out.
The Chinese army, under the command of Zhu Biao, once again formed a large "triangular pyramid" shape.
"Kill--"
Zhu Biao drew his gun and shouted that there were at least 2,000 Hu cavalry reinforcements. One against three, or even one against four, it would not be as difficult as climbing to the sky, although it would not be easy.
"kill--"
"kill--"
"Warriors of Changshengtian, raise your scimitars and follow me to harvest the heads of Han slaves——"
The pre-war encouragement of the Hu people is very repetitive. The three characters "Changshengtian" are always indispensable, and the word "warrior" is also added at the end. However, the Hu people just like this!
The Immortal God is the Holy Spirit in their hearts! It is the faith in their hearts!
And along the way, they watched the miserable cries of the tribesmen, and they didn't know how much anger they had accumulated towards Zhu Biao, and how strong the murderous intention was boiling in their hearts.
Futu looked at Zhu Biao's charge, his eyes were cold and murderous, and he also had a smile that looked like a mantis blocking a car.
With only five or six hundred cavalry, they want to stop their more than two thousand troops. The main force is a standing one with a thousand cavalry, which is a wishful thinking.
"I'm going to smash the Han general's head——"
Fu Tu no longer even cared about the horseback shooting that Hu Qi had to do before every battle. With more than two thousand cavalry in hand, he was confident that he could completely annihilate the Han army rushing in front of him.
"Ah——" he roared loudly, pointed the mace raised high at Zhu Biao's Tianling Cap and slammed it down.
Killing generals and seizing flags is not only the favorite of the Central Plains generals, but also the favorite of the grassland people. The generals of the Hu and Di tribe, who are brave by nature, especially the middle-level generals with a thousand cavalry command, love to rush into the enemy's formation at the head of the horse.
"White Rainbow Jingtian——" The iron spear stabbed rapidly, as fast as lightning and a flying rainbow.
Zhu Biao, whose marksmanship from the Yang family has reached the pinnacle of the Jin Dynasty, is now even more proficient in using the marksmanship. Although it is only a third-rate marksmanship!
The dropped mace was still more than a foot away from Zhu Biao's head, and the tip of the iron spear had already touched Fu Tu's eyes, and a cold sweat broke out in his vest. Fu Tu couldn't care less about smashing the Han general's head.
, hurriedly held the mace horizontally, trying to deflect Zhu Biao's shot.
But, it was already too late! The iron rod of the mace had just been placed on the holder, and before he could exert any force, the iron gun was completely plunged into Futu's throat. The wide head of the gun stabbed the neck and broke it.
Even in the martial arts world, one careless move can lead to life-threatening danger, but it is even more dangerous on the battlefield. The menacing Fu Tu Yihe died, which really made the Han cavalry in the Chinese army happy and shocked the Hu cavalry behind him.
It was too anticlimactic, too loud and heavy, and the raindrops were small, right? Even Zhu Biao found it a bit unbelievable to be relaxed.
But it would be better to have more of such incredible things!
Zhu Biao's already majestic momentum became even more violent as he cut down the enemy's horse, and even the Chinese cavalry behind him felt like their blood was burning.
In the status bar, the morale of the Chinese army is approaching the 100-point mark in an instant. The general's bravery is really inspiring in large-scale battles.
Poor Futu, with his second-rate skills, could have withstood Zhu Biao for more than ten or twenty rounds. After all, he has a standing army of thousands of cavalry, and they are not weak opponents. But once he is negligent, there will be no chance to come back again.
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The Chinese cavalry of about six hundred Han cavalry were still so invincible. Even if the opponent was the standing army of Hu cavalry, they still smashed the thousands of cavalry in front of them into pieces.
After defeating Qianqi, he appeared on the battlefield again.
If Fu Tu is not dead, he will be defeated if he is defeated. There are more than two thousand people. The capital is much larger than Zhu Biao's central army, but now he is dead. A group of dragons without a leader is no match for a dog.
How can a team consisting of thousands of cavalry and more than a thousand tribal armed forces be called a group of dragons?
In the eyes of the tribe's Hu Qi, the standing army was well-deserved to be elite and powerful. Unexpectedly, the commander of the Qianqi was beheaded and the army of the Qianqi was also knocked to pieces.
The blazing fire in my heart was poured down by a basin of ice water, completely extinguished, and it felt so cold to the core!
The boiling murderous intent solidified. When Zhu Biao led the Chinese army that came out of the formation and turned their horses to point the front at them, they collapsed again. Before Zhu Biao even started to kill, more than a thousand tribesmen and horses came.
He broke up and ran away.
Those standing cavalry who were losing their souls also abandoned their pride in following the herd mentality, and followed the large group of tribal Hu cavalry and fled in defeat.
The changes in the battle situation are like a roller coaster, with sudden highs and sudden lows.
The Chuluo army, which was already about to collapse, was inspired by the timely appearance of the Futu Army. Zhu Biao even had the possibility of falling short at that time, but then, the menacing more than 2,000 Hu cavalry fell apart and fled in defeat.
Go. What was originally an unfavorable situation for the Han army was immediately reversed by a 180-degree turn...
This situation has become such that heart disease is inevitable.
Meng Rui led his right song into the tribal crowd at the right time, and Chu Luo's entire team collapsed.
When the hope in front of them was shattered, when the Han cavalry held the butcher knife high and charged into the midst of their relatives, the team that had been trying to support them finally couldn't hold it anymore. Their hearts collapsed and became messy, and the team naturally collapsed and became messy.
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"Kill -" Zhu Biao led his troops to one side, avoiding the collapsing and rushing Hu Qi, and then joined forces with Luo Yaxiu and Chen Mengren to get behind.
At this time, he could finally relax and boldly cover up all the way from behind...
