Chapter 150 The Martial Arts of the Yulin

At this moment, the soldiers led by Guo Hao merged into a whole, and the violent momentum seemed to be overwhelmingly pressing towards the Northern Huns' guards.

The pillar of light that reaches the sky and the overwhelming momentum all show the strength of the Yulin Army at this moment.

The Northern Huns' Imperial Guards were all looking like earth at this moment, and they thought of the nightmare they had once been.

The nightmare of pulling the Hun Empire from the throne of the world's number one by one with his own strength.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Hu Yanxing knew that everything was over.

The Northern Huns' Imperial Guards were not as strong as the former Zhelan Cavalry. Facing the Yulin Guard, who seemed to be more powerful in the Cavalry Army, there was no chance of winning at all.

No Northern Huns would forget why there was a Northern Hun before the two characters of the Xiongnu.

It was all because of the damn General of the Cavalry and the damn guard of the Cavalry.

My hero, his enemies.

The higher the honor Huo Qubing had in the Han Dynasty, the greater the hatred he had for the Hun Empire.

The pillar of light that the Yulin Army penetrates the sky and the earth causes all the troops who have broken through the Imperial Guards to reach another level.

Just as Lu Bu attracted global attention at the beginning, the Yulin Army made all these legions look solemn.

Fei Xiong, trapped in the battle and climbed first. The three legions in Hulao Pass felt the deepest. They just instantly determined that the light pillar was the Yulin Guard.

"Is the gap so big?" Que Yi looked strange. Although he felt that there was a gap between the two sides, he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

He even felt that the Yulin Guard could kill all without any damage. This bloody gap made him speechless.

Gao Shun and Hua Xiong on the other side are the same, and they are obviously a bit indescribable.

They have been killing on the frontier for several years, but they have never been able to catch up with the Yulin Guard in the center of Luoyang?

Isn’t this a side portrayal of poor families and noble families?

The 10th Legion far away in Rome's face suddenly changed. They looked at the direction of the Yulin Army with a very serious expression. They understood what that was.

"League Commander, that's..." The centurion of the 10th Legion was a little solemn. They couldn't get into that state now.

"It should be that. No one of Rome can ever fight one-on-one now. I remember that ancestors said that state is called miracle, right?" Vergilio was very helpless.

"Continue patrol. Anyway, it's not from the savages of Great Britain, so it has no effect." Another camp leader, Vincenlio, said indifferently.

Rome and Great Britain have been fighting each other for more than a year, but the first epic event has not been completed. The Yulin Army, which is thousands of miles away, has no meaning to them.

The Knights of the Great Britain Round Table on the other side also changed their faces. Although they didn't know what it was, their strong intuition made them understand how strong the other party was.

"Go and check the movements of Rome!" Gao Wen of the Knights of the Round Table responded fiercely. He felt the breath of the sun from the beam of light.

Britain instinctively attributed the beam of light to the Roman Empire. In their concept, only Rome and they deserve this power in the world.

As for the North American direction, the mounts of the Knights of the Earth Dragon are restless. As animals, their spiritual sense is even sharper. They can clearly feel the horror coming from the Dao Light Column.

However, the other side of the ocean was too far away for them. They were trapped in the quagmire of war, just like Rome and Britain.

The Hun Army Soul Legion deep in the northern grassland suddenly stood up. They hated that the Han Dynasty once again had such a terrifying legion.

"Kunlun God, can't we really go back to that grassland again?"

The leader of the Huns, Alati, was a little decadent. He did not expect that the civil strife would have such a terrifying legion.

Even if all the Huns' legions can be suppressed, it will be a big question to see whether they can destroy the Miracle Legion, not to mention that they have no chance of encircling and suppressing them.

The Han Dynasty would only have more troops than them, and not fewer than them.

Losing the prairie on which they depend for survival, the Northern Huns are really going downhill.

Even he can only see how to maintain the status quo. If he wants to return to the top, they must have a vast enough land.

But in the West there are Rome, Great Britain, Kushan, and rest. Even the weakest rest cannot be swallowed by them now.

After the brief fear of the Northern Huns guards, there was fanatical hatred, and the nightmare turned into reality, and they wanted to wash away this shame with their own hands.

But when the two sides fought each other again, Hu Yanxing felt the depression in the cold eyes of the Yulin soldiers.

It was a natural pressure, just like a mouse encountering a cat, and was congenitally suppressed.

The indescribable suppression made the Northern Huns' Guards approach madness. They would never allow the Yulin Army to look at him with such eyes. They were one of the honors of the Northern Huns' Guards and the Huns!

"Die!" Guo Hao roared and stabbed a halberd at Hu Yanxing, but Hu Yanxing did not receive any damage under the cover of his personal guards.

Both sides passed by, Hu Yanxing didn't say a word, and he was still immersed in the eyes of the soldiers of the Yulin Army.

In just a few breaths, two cavalry legions were already crossing.

Guo Hao, who was riding on the Tuanzi, slowly twisted his body and kept the coldness on his face.

"Next time, I'll die!" Guo Hao pointed at Hu Yanxing with the Tianlong City Breaking Spear.

Hu Yanxing was furious and was about to squirt, but when he turned around, the dense bodies lying on the ground made him feel heartbroken.

Because compared with the previous confrontation, the loss of war between the two sides has already appeared in a desperate gap.

At this moment, Hu Yan's action was shaken. He no longer had the confidence to face the Yulin Army. He clearly saw the gap between the two sides.

With just a wave of charges, the Northern Huns' Guards lost nearly a thousand people, while the Yulin Army on the opposite side only left less than forty corpses.

The war losses between the two sides have reached 1 to 25, which means that the gap between the two sides has reached two levels.

You should know that generally speaking, the high elite level of the Imperial Guards, and the frontal damage ratio between the two sides is almost one to five.

One to twenty-five, it proves that the gap between the two sides is already immeasurable.

This extremely real gap made Hu Yanxing feel heartbroken. Whether he was willing to admit it or not, the gap between them and the Yulin Army was already immeasurable.

"Everyone follows me!" Hu Yanxing put down his so-called dignity and took the initiative to mobilize the Hu people around him to launch an attack with them.

But I saw that only a few Hu people were willing to fight with the army, and the other Hu people were afraid of moving forward, and no matter how much he intimidated it, it would be useless.

After all, the Hu people are Hu people. The biggest gap between them and the two sides is their spirit. If it weren't for this, millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions of Hu people might have established a new empire.

There is nothing today. I will make up for the two short chapters sooner or later. I have conceived them again recently. Please support me so that the author can have more motivation to write a book. Thank you, big guys.

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