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Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh battle horse mouth slope

"Is this a Di person?"

Looking at Di Qi, who was wearing roughly the same clothes as the Hu people, but in pure black armor, the surprise in Zhu Biao's eyes flashed away, leaving only hesitation. Literature bar wxba

Baishan and Chishui are the territory of the Hu people, so how could there be such a large group of Diqi coming over? The number of Diqi surveyed by Dyfeng is over 10,000 people.

Will Hu Di and Hu Di really be intimate after they get together?

"Give me a trial——"

"Don't worry, Commander. I'll tell them all to spit it out because of my humble duty as a custodian." Hou Nuo, Di Fengjun, said.

"Grandsons, listen up. There is a good death and a bad death. If you want to die quickly and not be punished, tell me honestly what you came here to do. Otherwise, I will torture you for ten days and eight nights and make you unable to survive. I can’t seek death, believe it or not…”



An hour later, a piece of paper was delivered to Zhu Biao.

"It turned out to be a coincidence!" Ten Thousand Diqi came to Chishui, Baishan Mountain, to get their armor of arrows, horses and sheep. However, they ran into the current situation and were blocked outside Chishui by Zhu Biao.

"There are tens of thousands of craftsmen in Wushi Royal Court. This is not a small number!"

"Ten thousand craftsmen are just the amount transferred by Wuji. The Wushi Royal Court itself should have tens of thousands of craftsmen. Baishan Chishui is different from Wuweituo's Yanran Mountain..." The latter has already moved to the west. .

"Eat this Diqi first, and then break through the white mountains and red waters——"

Zhu Biao once marched outside the royal court of Wushi. He ambushed Qiequ Bobo and took advantage of the victory to pursue him to the foot of Baishan Mountain. He faced off with Hu Qi, who was guarding the royal court, for a whole day. He finally retreated after finding no chance.

Kunhun Dugai has nearly 70,000 cavalry. Although most of them are tribal forces with low combat power, Zhu Biao only has 16,000 cavalry. It is not easy to eat alive an enemy army that is four times his own. of.

So he led his troops back, preparing to start a killing spree. He mobilized Kunhundu Gai. Unexpectedly, before the blood knife started to kill, he encountered ten thousand Di cavalry.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thirteen thousand cavalry rushed towards the Di soldiers and horses, while the remaining three thousand cavalry retreated far away to the slope with nearly a thousand wounded soldiers.

There is no nearby base, and the problem of wounded soldiers troubles Zhu Biao. He is not a cold-blooded general who regards the lives of soldiers as ants, so he can only bear this heavy burden, which is tied up by serious ties to a large extent. The hoofs of the Hedong Jingqi.

Without solving this seemingly unsolvable problem, Zhu Biao would not be able to truly move across thousands of miles. After all, the situation in Beihan was improving, and if the matter was not extremely critical, he would not be able to tie the seriously injured man to the back of a horse. It's a matter of taking it with you.

An eagle cry fell on Murong Feng's shoulders. His strong body didn't even sway. Murong Feng took the note from the bamboo tube at the feet of the flying eagle, frowned and sighed.

"Sir, what does Kunhun mean? When will reinforcements arrive?"

"Kunhun wants us to entangle the Han army and hold on until they arrive. It's a journey of sixty or seventy miles. They are now at the foot of Baishan Mountain."

"It's sixty or seventy miles away, and we can arrive in less than two hours. The Han army only has more than ten thousand people, how can we not be able to hold them back? Kunhun is too underestimated."

Murong Feng glanced at his men coldly, and the brave Di tribe who had been filled with indignation just now and felt that they had been underestimated immediately fell silent. "What if I told you that the Han cavalry of more than 10,000 people just defeated Qiequ Bobo's 50,000-strong army. There are three standing armies with ten thousand cavalry and twenty thousand tribesmen, and more than 70% of them were killed in battle. Do you still feel that you are being underestimated?"

For two hours, judging from the strength of this Han army, Murong Feng was really doubtful whether he could be able to withstand it.

"Report——"

"Sir, the Han army is coming to kill..."

"Send my order, and the whole army will retreat -" Murong Feng immediately decided to pay attention. He wanted to delay contact with the Han army as much as possible and try his best to entangle them.

However, the Di cavalry who had never fought against Zhu Biao soon suffered a big loss. They never expected that the Hedong cavalry would be so fast.

When Zhu Zhong led his headquarters to detour to the front to intercept Di Qi, the main force led by Zhu Biao immediately increased the speed by more than one level. Originally, the distance was slowly closing. After the main force accelerated, the distance quickly shortened.

The ten-mile road was covered in a quarter of an hour.

At this time, Di Qi and Murong Feng had just recovered from Zhu Zhong's sudden attack, and they had organized their troops to fight seriously.

Murong Feng lasted for two hours. He had been running for more than an hour before leading his troops, and then... the fighting time seemed to be less than the time he had been running after leading his troops.

Kunhundu Gai led 50,000 troops to kill him, but Murong Feng did not see Di Qi at the agreed place. Tens of thousands of horses galloped past, and the traces on the grassland could not be concealed. The 50,000 Hu cavalry followed the traces again and again.

After galloping for nearly an hour, a bloody grassland appeared in front of them.

The sun was at noon, and on the lightly swept battlefield, tens of thousands of people were lying dead. Murong Feng's still-grinding head was stuck on a spear and erected next to Di Qi's battle flag.

"Not good!" Kunhundu Gai sent out the Eagle Eagle to trace the retreat of the Han army. When the Eagle Eagle came to report, the Han army heading south turned around after running for more than ten miles and turned back to Baishan.

The direction is Chishui. Kunhundu Gai was so scared that his soul almost flew away!

The 50,000 horsemen who had galloped for a hundred miles took a breath and immediately turned back towards the royal court under the supervision of Kunhun Dugai. The speed was no slower than when they came, and was even a bit faster.

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"Commander, Hu Gou's team has caught up." A Dysprosium soldier came galloping from behind the troops. He did not dismount, but after reporting loudly, he immediately turned his horse's head and galloped away.

"Commander, Hu Gou's team is moving very fast and has already reached the Chishui River."

"Commander, the Hugo team is twenty miles away from our army."

"Commander, the wild dog has crossed the hills."

One after another, the soldiers were riding horses, galloping back and forth, immediately conveying an obvious message to the soldiers: a war was about to begin.

The Hedong soldiers who had also galloped for hundreds of miles became excited. They began to whisper to each other and arrange their swords, guns and mounts.

Zhu Biao was running around in such a large area, obviously mobilizing Hu Qi to eat dust from behind. Although the soldiers could not feel the specific plan, they could sense the initiative they had. This was enough to make them forget about the number of people.

Disadvantage, excitement aroused.

Zhu Biao sat on the horse with a calm expression, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Fourteen thousand cavalry versus 50,000 barbarian cavalry. Still under the White Mountains, he could be attacked by barbarian cavalry reinforcements at any time. Of course he was excited about this adventurous fight.

Taking risks can arouse the passion in the heart!

Although safety and security in a battle are more reassuring, just like an open battle and a thousand-mile attack, the latter is undoubtedly more attractive. Zhu Biao dares to guarantee that Kunhun Dugai would not have thought that he would be ambushed under the white mountain.

If Zhu Biao could be more ruthless and let more than a thousand wounded soldiers and hundreds of combat forces drive the horses, pretending to be a large army to confuse and attract Kunhundu Gai. Then he could return to the army and attack the Baishan Royal Court, it would be inevitable

It was a glorious victory. But he did not choose to do that. Rather than gain a glorious victory at the cost of the lives of wounded soldiers, he was more willing to take a risk.

As long as Kunhun's army is defeated or dispersed in this battle, the entire Baishan Chishui will be under Zhu Biao's control.

The place where Zhu Biao set up his ambush is called Mazui Slope. This is the name of the place seen on the march map captured by the Di riders. The mountains go down from here, and the slope is flat and wide. It is especially suitable for the acceleration of the cavalry during charge, which can greatly increase the power of the cavalry.

The power of your own cavalry's impact can naturally inhibit the speed of the enemy cavalry below to a certain extent.

Looking from the mountains up and down, the bottom of Mazui Slope is a half-moon arc of grassland, with a radius of three or four miles. And at the top and waist of the half-moon arc are two small hills with dense trees.

Hu Qi arrived and silently looked at the dust and smoke rising in front of him.

Kunhun Dugai stopped his horse and looked at Mazui Slope in the distance. The Eagle Shooting Eagle had already come to report that the Han army had crossed Mazui Slope and was still about ten miles away from the army. After running hard for most of the day, Zhu Biao finally arrived.

Got caught up.

"Tell all the ministries to speed up. I hope the thief is in front, and the opportunity to be rewarded for his meritorious service is right in front of him." Kunhun Dugai said excitedly to the messenger behind him.

Kunhundu Gai was not surprised that the speed of the Han army was slowing down. The Han army had already fought a battle and had never been idle before. Both manpower and horsepower were depleted, and now they were galloping for more than a hundred miles.

It is very rare that we can still be ten miles ahead of our own army.

Brothers Han Gang and Han Meng were at the front of the team, followed by the queues divided into trap camps. Zhu Biao completed the trap camp again. Since entering Baishan Chishui, they have not been allowed to participate in several battles, so 800

There are not many people there.

The first two rows are sword players and part-time shooters. After Zhu Biao obtained a B-level military talisman fragment last time, he has synthesized a new military talisman and upgraded the C-level crossbow.

The five rows in the middle are soldiers with spears and swords. They are the main force in the charge in the trapped camp. Their weapons are more complex, not limited to spears and broadswords, but also heavy axes and maces.

The last row is the swordsman. There are eight hundred people in eight rows!

Zhu Zhenguo was placed in the middle of the first row. The atmosphere on the battlefield was so tense and oppressive that he couldn't breathe. He followed the method taught by Zhu Biao, took a deep breath, and then blew it out with his mouth. The breath was like a bellows.

It attracted the attention of the soldier next to him. The soldier was a veteran and laughed silently at Zhu Zhenguo. Zhu Zhenguo felt a little embarrassed and his face immediately turned red.

No one made a sound. Even the horses in the formation behind the trapped camp felt that the battle was about to break out. They held their heads high and raised their ears, ready to accept the instructions from their masters.

Zhu Biao rode down the mountain. In his field of vision, Kunhun Dugai's army finally appeared in front of him. First there was a black banner decorated with nine knots, and then there were Hu Qi rushing out like a whirlwind, one or several

, dozens, hundreds, a group, one after another, overwhelmingly poured out of the horizon in an instant.

The sound of Hu Qi's horse's hooves was like a small drum being beaten. It was vaguely audible at first, then gradually became louder, denser, and deafening. The ground beneath his feet also shook violently, and everything was like a flash flood.

, the billowing dark brown color comes towards the face with the breath of death, which makes people's hearts and minds captured by it.

Zhu Biao remained calm and composed, and there was even a smug smile on his face.

The horses riding in the formation began to shake their heads and tails, becoming restless, swaying their hooves non-stop, and sneezing non-stop. Some horses even rushed half of their bodies out of the formation.

Zhu Zhenguo's violent heartbeat seemed to be slowly adapting to the suffocating atmosphere. His slightly trembling hands could already firmly grasp the bow and arrow, and his breathing like a bellows had returned to normal unconsciously. His mind Already attracted by the overwhelming number of Hu Qi on the slope, I completely forgot about being nervous.

Zhu Biao raised his right hand in the expectation of everyone. The messenger next to him immediately puffed up his big cheeks and blew the horn that had been placed at his lips for a long time. The long horn sound resounded throughout Mazui Slope.

"Hoo ho, ho ho..." The soldiers raised their weapons and let out earth-shattering shouts from their chests filled with energy. All the soldiers were boiling with enthusiasm and were included in the shouts. All of them were aroused by the deafening roar and their fighting spirit was aroused.

In the status bar, the morale value has passed 95 points, and is approaching the full value bit by bit.

Fourteen thousand versus fifty thousand, what's the big deal? Back then, Xiyang City had ten thousand versus 120,000, wasn't it a clean win?

Fear, panic, timidity, everything turned into smoke at this moment and disappeared.

Zhu Zhenguo was infected by this atmosphere, and his whole body was filled with infinite strength. He opened his eyes wide, flushed, raised his shield and bow with all his strength, and roared at the top of his lungs. For the first time, he felt that war was not only cruel. .There is also such a charming and seductive side.

"Attack..." Zhu Biao raised his spear high and rode on a green horse that raised its front legs and neighed. He roared at his men, and then the green horse rushed out like the wind.

Zhu Biao - ride into battle alone!

Kunhun Dugai was very nervous. He had realized that he had fallen into Zhu Biao's trick again, and he led his 50,000 cavalrymen to dance to Zhu Biao's baton again.

When they saw the neatly arrayed Han troops on Mazui Slope, the hearts of the 50,000 Huqi were also confused. They had been fooled by the enemy!

Zhu Biao didn't even give them time to adjust, and the attack horn sounded directly. Kunhundu Gai didn't suddenly realize that they had "pursued" the enemy until they heard the horn sound soaring into the sky. Although the enemy was waiting for work, they seized it. Favorable terrain, the first attack also seizes the opportunity, but after all, he has an absolute advantage in numbers, this opportunity and geographical location are not of decisive significance.

Kunhun Dugai immediately shouted to the tooth soldiers beside him: "Blow the trumpet. Charge."

A cavalry commander next to him immediately reminded him: "Zuo Danghu, we are pursuing too fast. The formation is in chaos. Should we reorganize the team first and then fight the Han Dog?"

"We have 50,000 cavalry against his 10,000 cavalry, and we can trample him to death." Kunhun Dugai didn't want to curse, and he didn't want to ruin morale anymore, so he said "arrogantly" instead of yelling in his heart, idiot, you If you say you won't fight, then you won't fight. If you want to organize your troops, will Zhu Biao give you time?

But verbally, he continued to shout excitedly, "Kill, kill..."

The slope of Ma Zui Slope helped Zhu Biao's cavalry accelerate to the limit in a short period of time. Ten thousand Hedong Jingqi shouted loudly about the might of the Han army and quickly charged towards Hu Qi.

Zhu Biao's prominent position became more and more forward, and he became farther and farther away from Dou Bing and the soldiers led by Feng Enjiang behind him.

Ten thousand Hedong Jingqi passed through the gaps on both sides of the trapped camp and in the array.

The horn suddenly sounded again.

It's the enemy, it's the Huqi camp.

A roar came faintly from in front of Zhu Biao, "Load the arrow..."

"put……"

The arrows all over the sky were filled with darkness, like the black clouds before the storm, which made people frightened. The whistle of the high-speed flying arrows tearing through the air was like the sneer of the King of Hell, and the ghostly atmosphere shrouded the entire Mazui Slope.

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Thousands of arrows fell towards Zhu Biao. Kunhun Dugai recognized this Han general who was riding alone and stood out. It was the Zhu Biao who insulted and insulted him at the foot of Baishan Mountain. Kunhun was extremely pleasantly surprised. If this could

Shoot him... wouldn't the entire Hedong Army be in chaos?

Arrows that were as dense as a heavy rain fell from the sky, but Zhu Biao did not use the Qiankun in his sleeves. After all, he was not the Immortal Zhenyuan, and the Qiankun in his sleeves could really contain everything in the world. There were so many arrows falling above his head,

Not to mention Zhu Biao's sleeve, even the entire dress cannot fit in it.

So he directly waved his Liuyun Fei Sleeves, and at the same time, his whole body was overflowing with anger. When the dense arrows hit Zhu Biao three feet around him, he immediately encountered a layer of moon-white cloth, blocking all the arrows in the sky.

Inside the curtain that outsiders cannot see, there is a transparent and invisible protective shield like Gangsha. Any arrows that fall on it will stop, fall, and even fly away directly.

There was no chance for Hu Qi to shoot a second arrow. The flying green horse with four hooves was like a dazzling green light, which went straight into the dark brown Hu Qi in the next moment.

Spears were dancing, limbs were broken, and the wind was bloody. Within five feet, the area was completely enveloped by Zhu Biao's evil spirit.

"Evil thieves, please stop being so arrogant——"

Amidst the flying flesh and blood, a python whip flew towards him. A holy envoy wearing a white robe rushed towards him.

He knew who he was facing. He was a monster that even the innate master could kill. But he was resolute and fearless. Looking at the Dahu warriors who died in Zhu Biao's wrath, the Holy Envoy's whole body burned like a raging fire.

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Zhu Biao no longer scares him, at least, there is no fear in his eyes at this moment.

The python whip is a rare weapon on the prairie, but when the Holy Envoy comes, it is as if he is alive, and he is not inferior to the top masters of the Central Plains.

The jet-black python whip is a huge jet-black python, climbing towards Zhu Biao.

It has reached one foot above the head! The Holy Envoy was instantly surprised.

But at this time...

Zhu Biao suddenly raised his head and smiled leisurely at him. The Holy Envoy suddenly felt like an undercurrent was tightly binding him, and a huge pressure was squeezing him from every inch of space.

He was horrified, was Zhu Biao already so powerful before he even made a move? He roared and used all his strength to attack!

The python whip shrank and flicked, whipping up a storm and heading directly towards Zhu Biao's face!

The air seemed like a stream of torn leather, making an astonishing scream.


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