On the grasslands of Henan, there were constant cries of killing, the two armies were anxiously fighting together, and the war clouds in the sky collided fiercely.
"Kill with me!" King Lin Hu raised his sword high, and with a blue sword light nearly 100 meters long, he slashed towards Zhao Junzhong.
There was no movement on Lian Po's face, as if he had not seen King Lin Hu.
If he faced five times more Rong Di, he would have to put some effort into it, and he might lose if he was not careful. But facing the same number of Rong Di, he would not lose even if he fought with his eyes closed.
Six thousand Xuanjia troops stood at the front, like an unbreakable city wall, blocking Lin Hu's cavalry attack.
The equipment of the Xuanjia Army was too difficult to build, and it was not finished until the army set off. Everyone was still wearing old armors and shields.
But even so, the strength of the Xuanjia Army was not comparable to that of Lin Hu.
The heavy shield hit the ground, causing the whole earth to tremble. The iron hoofs of Lin Hu's cavalry stepped on the shield, and the horse's legs broke instantly, letting out a miserable cry.
Yan Xiong rushed at the front, over ten feet tall, with fiery red inner energy bursting out from his body, like a peerless ferocious beast rushing into the crowd. The euphorbia in his hand emitted a red light, and defeated King Lin Hu's attack with one blow.
Then Yan Xiong strode out and kept hitting Lin Hu's army. Every time he hit, a clearing was cleared.
"Yan Xiong, pick up places with lots of people and smash them." Lian Po's voice sounded in Yan Xiong's ears.
"General, I understand." Yan Xiong locked his gaze on King Linhu.
To say where there are more people, there must be more people around King Linhu. The dense guards surround King Linhu in the middle. Look at the soldiers around, some of them are holding wooden spears. The one next to King Linhu
The guards all put on armor.
"Go to hell." The Yan Xiong halberd hit King Lin Hu, the air was dented, and the huge hammer mark fell on King Lin Hu's head like Mount Tai pressing down on top.
"Block it!" King Lin Hu looked at the euphorbia getting closer and closer, with a ferocious look on his face, and used all his inner energy to slash at the flame bear.
The next second, King Lin Hu was shot flying out, his chest was sunken, his face was like gold paper, and the place where he was standing had turned into a big pit. Under the big pit, humanoid blood stains were intertwined.
Except for King Lin Hu, no one escaped.
"You can die now." A ferocious smile appeared on Yan Xiong's face. To King Lin Hu, he looked like an evil ghost seeking his life.
"Your Majesty!" At this time, a strong man holding a giant hammer rushed over from a distance and stood in front of King Lin Hu.
King Lin Hu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he saw the most horrifying scene in his life: Lin Hu, the only strong man in the extraordinary realm besides him, was killed by a flaming bear. A huge euphorbia fell from the sky.
, hit the head all at once, the head exploded with a bang, and the entire body was crushed into bloody mud and embedded in the earth, not even a complete body was left.
King Linhu was knocked away by the Yanxiong again. His arms were numb and his whole body was shaking slightly. Facing the Yanxiong, he felt the same as Yan Zhou when he faced Lord He Zong!
The difference is that as long as Yan Zhou blocks Lord He Zong, his Zhao army can defeat He Zong's army, and Yan Zhou also has the help of Le Yi, Le Jian, Qing She and others.
But King Linhu not only couldn't stop the Yanxiong himself, but even his men couldn't stop Zhao Jun. His only capable general was even killed by the Yanxiong.
Lin Hu's proud cavalry had no way to deal with the Xuanjia Army. Bows and arrows could not penetrate the Xuanjia Army's shields. As for charging into the formation, they would die. This kind of light cavalry without stirrups or saddles dared to fight heavy infantry.
In close combat, you can't even change one for one.
Moreover, the strength of Zhao Jun's cavalry was not inferior to that of Lin Hu. The bows and arrows could shoot farther and the swords were sharper. They could easily cut through Lin Hu's animal skin clothing, but Lin Hu had to use all his strength to pierce Zhao Jun's armor.
"Blow the drums and have Meng Wu and Rong Ben outflank him." Lian Po saw that Yan Xiong had opened up the situation and Lin Hu was retreating steadily, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Dongdongdong!"
"Dongdongdong!"
"Dongdongdong!"
The three-way drum sounded, and two black lines quickly approached the battlefield from the horizon on the left and right sides. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to both sides of Lin Hu's army.
"Surrender without killing!" Meng Wu killed a Linhu Qianren general with an axe. He lost his position and enveloped the whole army. Like a pack of wolves rushing into a flock of sheep, they started to slaughter crazily.
On the other side, Rong Chen was even more violent than Meng Wu. With a flick of his spear, he split a general Lin Hu in half who was attacking him, and then flew away several people in front of him, leaving no one alive. When he was in the Song Dynasty,
The Song State was destroyed. In the Yan State, the Yan State was defeated. Now that I was finally able to feel proud and proud, I proved that I was not a weakling. How could I not kill a few more.
Lian Po also led the Xuanjia army and pushed forward. Lin Hu's army continued to retreat. The soldiers in the rear ignored King Lin Hu's orders and began to flee.
"We have all fled to Henan. Are you, Zhao State, unwilling to let us go?" King Lin Hu said desperately.
Back then, the Linhu were a large tribe that could rival the Yuezhi and the Xiongnu. They had roamed the grassland for hundreds of years. Later, they were reduced to a third-rate small tribe, even worse than the ragged Loufan outside the fortress. Now they are even more in danger of extinction.
"Surrender to me, Zhao, and I will let you go." Lian Po walked up to King Lin Hu and said in a deep voice.
"I surrender." King Linhu put down his weapon sadly and knelt on the ground.
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On the other side, the Xiongnu Chanyu led hundreds of thousands of coalition forces from the Xiongnu, Loufan, Xiuzhao, and Donghu tribes to the south of Yinshan Mountain, and defeated the Xihun, Heigu, Zhurao and other tribal coalition forces south of the Yin Mountain.
The ground was covered with blood from the stumps, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the corpses of people and war horses were everywhere. Vultures wandered in the sky, waiting for the group of people below to leave, and then they would come down to have a feast.
Gu Tu was riding on a war horse, his eyes were sharp, and the scimitar in his hand was still dripping with blood. At this moment, he seemed to feel the power of the grassland overlord. The only regret was that the Xiongnu still had two powerful enemies: Zhao Guo and Donghu.
Gu Tu looked at the Donghu army next to him, and his fiery eyes gradually calmed down. Now is not the time to break up with Donghu. The top priority is to defeat the Zhao State and occupy the Hetao.
With this piece of grassland, in ten years, only ten years, he can march eastward and destroy Donghu, becoming the only overlord on the grassland.
"Come to me, the Xiongnu, or die!" Gu Tu said in a deep voice, pointing his long sword at King Xiuhun, King Heigu, and all the raccoon dogs.
"Surrender, we surrender." King Xiuhun, King Heigu, and the raccoon kings said quickly.
"Chanyu, do we want to go eastward?" King Lou Fan said with clasped fists.
"Now is not the time. I heard that Zhao State has been expanding its power recently. To be on the safe side, we still need help." Gu Tu looked to the south, where Qu Yan was.