He thinks he's a great general, even though... he's not yet.
No one on the battlefield could have imagined that this extremely young-looking boy would be so ignorant and desperate.
It can be seen that in addition to so many Tatar swordsmen along the road, there are hundreds of cavalry in front of King Alatan as a guard.
It’s really the same as sending someone to death!
But how could Han Xiner not know this?
But he had to do this. He didn't want to be a prisoner in humiliation, or be surrounded by Tatars and be killed in humiliation!
Even if it meant death, he would rather fall on the road to charge.
Just like that, with the horseshoes crisscrossing, Han Xin'er was getting closer and closer to King Alatan.
But at this moment, his heart was extremely sad, because he could clearly feel that the sound of the hooves of the more than ten horses beside him was getting less and less. All the way down the road were Tatar swordsmen, and the result of these more than ten people was just terrible.
It’s easy to imagine.
But he didn't dare to slack off at all at this time, even though he knew that this was a road of no return.
But only by killing that barbarian king can this battle be turned from defeat to victory!
At this time, in the smoke of the battlefield, he alone is more than a thousand riders!
"Kill this little kid to death!"
At that time, King Alatan panicked when he saw Han Xiner getting closer and closer, and then hurriedly moved forward with only the cavalry behind him to meet the enemy.
Hundreds of cavalrymen came out immediately after hearing the sound, but even so, Han Xin'er still stared at King Alatan, like a wild wolf, as long as it bites the prey, it will never let go!
However, it was at this moment that the figure that changed the entire battle slowly emerged.
But a huge figure appeared in front of the Tatar cavalry again.
General Roaring is now covered in wounds. Although it is difficult for him to fight against hundreds of cavalry, with his huge body, he can resist temporarily without any problem.
"roar!"
As soon as the approaching cavalry came closer, they were blocked alive by General Roaring.
As for Han Xiner, he understood immediately. When he got close, he jumped off his horse and quickly climbed on top of General Roaring.
Holding the red mane tightly with one hand and holding the gun with the other, he heard the Roaring General roar again and went straight towards King Alatan.
One person and one bear, on this smoke-filled battlefield, immediately attracted everyone's attention.
How could King Alatan have expected that the situation would be so sudden?
As soon as the reins were pulled, he quickly ran away.
"Stop it! Stop it!"
King Alatan kept screaming as he ran. Some of these Tatar soldiers were afraid, but of course there were also a group of loyal ones who dared to die.
Soon, batch after batch of swordsmen gathered over.
Even in the eyes of General Roar, these soldiers are no more than ants, but if there are too many ants, it will cause a headache.
He raised his sword and rushed to General Roar without fear of death, and began to slash with all his might.
General Roar roared angrily, punching one after another, and quickly wiped out a dozen enemy soldiers.
But even if it doesn't cause any harm to one's own body, it actually delays it.
Seeing King Alatan fleeing further and further away on horseback, Han Xiner was so anxious that she immediately roared: "Big guy! Jump up!"
General Roar understood, curled up his legs, and then jumped into the sky.
With this jump, at least four to five meters in height, Han Xiner's eyes were fixed on King Alatan, who was riding through the crowd.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, he did something even more unexpected.
At the moment when General Roaring stopped in the air, Han Xiner curled up her legs and suddenly rose up in the air!
Fierce man!
I heard that Zhou Chai Rong rode alone and wanted to take the head of the Han lord among thousands of troops.
But compared to Han Xiner, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, seriously! Not worth mentioning!
A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!
All in all, just this one move!
Han Xin'er accumulated strength in the air, and in the next moment, Chang Ge came out!
In the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Ge Jian could kill King Alatan!
At this moment, both Chen Mu and Huo Quxie's breathing temporarily stagnated.
Keep an eye on the long sword thrown from the sky, because this moment is enough to determine the outcome of the entire battlefield!
"puff!"
Han Xiner landed on the ground.
But at the same time! King Alatan not far away was also pierced through the chest by Chang Ge, and then fell to the ground with a crash!
At this moment, an extremely strange scene also appeared on the battlefield.
Almost everyone was silent at this moment, and for a moment, there was a deathly silence on the battlefield.
But soon, bursts of exclamations suddenly came from Long Xia's army.
"The Barbarian King is dead!"
"Haha! The leader of this group of barbarians is gone!"
"Brothers, let's kill! We will win!"
For a moment, Long Xia's army's killing cries were thunderous.
Even though these swordsmen were extremely brave, the death of King Alatan, who was now at the center of the army's control, meant that these barbarians instantly became a group of headless flies.
As one rises and the other falls, the morale of tens of thousands of Long Xia's army is instantly full. On the other hand, on the Tatar army's side, the previously powerful fighting spirit is fading away.
Huo Quxie had already begun to lead Long Xia's army to counterattack, and Chen Mu now led the remaining 1,000 Shu troops to encircle them.
Now, the balance of victory always tilts towards Chen Mu again.
The war continued until the afternoon.
There were originally more than 10,000 Tatar swordsmen, but now there are only more than 2,000 left.
After a series of killings and a series of retreats, this group of Tatars was once again forced under the mouth of the Thousand-layer Gorge, with no way out.
But even if they were defeated, Chen Mu had to admire these Tatars.
Only 20,000 people were enough to defeat Huo Quxie's Long Xia Army, and there were still more than 10,000 people left.
As for Chen Mu, it was even more miserable. At a quick glance, he saw that of the more than 4,200 people who had set out for the expedition in the morning, there were now less than a hundred left.
They all remain in this canyon forever.
"I want to ask you, will you surrender or not?"
Huo Quxie stepped forward and scolded him sharply.
The Tatar swordsmen holding swords stared at everyone with no expression on their faces.
Although they are two different camps, with 20,000 people able to fight this battle to this extent, they are obviously not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
To be honest, Huo Quxie didn't want to cause any more casualties, but now it seemed that he was just wishful thinking after all.
"kill!"
The battle between trapped beasts was even more ferocious. In this battle, nearly five thousand people were killed, and then the entire Tatar army was annihilated.
This battle was so exciting that it could be recorded in the annals of history, enough to make everyone in Longxia sing and dance, and it became a topic that everyone could talk about for months.
But now among this group of people, it should be said...the group of people who survived, no one is happy.
A fishy wind lingered in the valley, and Chen Mu suddenly looked back!
We know...the entire ten thousand-layered canyon...are filled with the corpses of Long Xia soldiers!
Who has ever seen such a road... paved with corpses?
Who can laugh about all this? There is nothing else but endless misery and loneliness in my heart.
Everyone had unspeakable expressions of bitterness on their faces, but only the withered trees on the two mountains were blown by the valley wind, and their yellow leaves rustled, and then withered away.
"Hua Hua Hua..."
It seemed like... the souls of tens of thousands of soldiers... were all sitting on the trees, laughing and singing loudly.
What's more, some people were laughing and pointing at their noses to mock them... How could they win the battle and still look like women?
The old friend, the old friend, and the mountains and rivers are like... a dream.
At this moment, Chen Mu raised his sword again, and heard him sigh with a smile, instantly penetrating the entire ten thousand-layer canyon.
"Everyone, you will live up to these mountains and rivers, and you and I will see you in the next life..."