The word "Zhao" was about to ring in the wind. Under the banner, Zhao Yun stood with a gun and said coldly: "Although the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, they have no military spirit. They are nothing more than a ragtag group at best."
Under the banner of the character "Zhang", Zhang Liao looked at the black cavalry in front of him, showed a sneer, and said: "It looks majestic, but in fact it is vulnerable."
Under the banner of the general with the word "Wei", Wei Yanhu's eyes were bright and he kept looking around, trying to find the two weak talents who were going to Liu Feng's head among the 120,000 troops.
"The 120,000 troops are too many after all. We divide them into three parts and collide with them from the front and both sides. If the formation is broken, Liu Feng will die. It will be easy and quick."[
On the other side, after observing the appearance of the Han army, Ma Chao, Yan Xing, Mu Ya'er, Fei Lang and others were already thinking about strategies. Mu Ya'er, a wise man from the Qiang tribe, was the first to speak.
He traveled across the northwest, was good at cavalry, and had a strong voice.
"Okay, let's do this."
Fei Lang nodded and agreed.
"Please, two clan leaders, divide your troops into 40,000 troops. I'll attack from the left," Ma Chao said, raising his fist.
"I attack from the right side." Yan Xingye said.
"good."
Ma Chao and Yan Xingxiong are strong. Even when they came to Mu Ya'er, Fei Lang regarded them as gods. Now the two of them volunteered to attack Liu Feng's left and right sides. Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang naturally wanted them, so they couldn't help but said in unison.
Immediately, under the command of Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang, they each gave 30,000 troops to Ma Chao and Yan Xing, plus their own 10,000 cavalry.
Altogether, there are 40,000 people.
"Da da da."
Just under the eyes of the Han army, the 120,000 Qiang people, Ma Chao, and Yan Xing combined their cavalry and divided into three parts, each with 40,000 people.
On the left is Ma Chao, on the right is Yan Xing, in the middle are Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang. An army of 120,000 people, with a fierce momentum.
Although there was still some distance between the two sides, they seemed to smell each other's breathing, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Da da da."
Not long after, the crisp sound of horse hoofs sounded again, first at a gentle pace, and then suddenly speeding up. There were 120,000 cavalry, and countless horse hoofs stepped on the ground, which seemed to cause an earthquake, and the ground shook.
"Kill, take Liu Feng's head and defeat this so-called invincible." Fei Lang waved his mace and shouted sharply.
"Destroying the Han army, the Qiang people are invincible."
Mu Ya'er also waved the weapon in his hand and shouted with all his strength.[
"Go over, kill Liu Feng, and avenge your shame." On the left, Ma Chao, who was leading the charge, raised his Zhangliu spear, pointed it directly at the Han army, and shouted into the wind.
"We Northwest men can take care of themselves in the land of the northwest. There is no need for the Han Dynasty to meddle in its own affairs. Kill Liu Feng and drive the Han Dynasty's influence out of the northwest."
On the right, Yan Xing raised his spear and shouted loudly.
As the main attacking generals boosted their morale one after another, and 120,000 elite cavalry gathered together, a surging momentum naturally rose, making the cavalry's spirits high, and the momentum they exuded was like a sharp sword out of the body.
Generally, extremely sharp.
"kill."
The cavalry rode their strong horses, held their own weapons, bows and arrows, and while charging, they made a fierce roar.
Under the banner of "Han", Liu Feng could not fully see what was happening in front of him, but he could also feel that the opponent's momentum was already at its peak.