And when the Han army came to counterattack, what did they see? They saw their own warriors, who shed their blood among thousands of troops and became the military exploits in the hands of the Han army.
Warriors, warriors. These are the warriors of the Qiang people, but today they were cut off like grass.
This, this, this.
This situation made Mu Ya'er and Fei Lang feel both pain and hatred.
"Kill, the enemy will pass. Even if the cavalry cannot charge, we are still warriors. We are truly invincible." Fei Lang shouted, waving his mace, riding his strong horse, and actually charged in person.
go out.[
"kill."
Mu Ya'er also roared angrily, motivating the soldiers to charge forward.
"kill."
Fei Lang's charge and Mu Ya'er's encouragement also inspired the Qiang people a little. They roared with all their strength and urged their horses to stop the Han army led by the king's general's soldiers.
offensive.
If these 120,000 troops were allowed to regroup, even if the Han army won, they would probably suffer heavy losses. However, there is a saying that if God does evil, you can still live, but if you do evil yourself, you will not live.
Fei Lang personally wields the mace and rushes out to boost the morale of his own warriors. But what is the best way to motivate them?
It's the same as the Han people's rules: kill the general and seize the flag.
Fei Lang was relatively close to Zhao Yun. As soon as he rushed out, he rushed towards Zhao Yun. The Zhangba mace in his hand seemed to be a giant hammer. The Han soldier was hit by the mace.
Either the brains are split and the bones are broken, or the bones are broken. Without exception, they die on the spot.
The flying wolf wielding the mace was like a small chariot, crushing the Han soldiers one after another in the midst of the army.
He led a small battlefield, created a strong wind, and attracted the attention of countless Qiang cavalry.
The Qiang tribe is divided into two tribes. Fei Lang and Mu Ya'er each lead one step at a time. Not only are they not friendly to each other, they attack each other, making them enemies.
But there is no doubt that Fei Lang is the number one warrior among the Qiang tribe. He killed his father at the age of thirteen, assumed the position of clan leader, and led the small Canglang tribe to become one of the two strongest tribes among the Qiang tribe.
one.
Fei Lang is equal to a legend among the entire Qiang people. He has unparalleled personality charm. A warrior, a real great warrior.
Therefore, Fei Lang brandished his mace, majestic and majestic like a god general in the sky, and rampaged forward. The excitement of the Qiang cavalry was so intense that they wanted to rush forward immediately and follow the Qiang's number one warrior to fight.
"Kill, kill him, kill that Han general."
"The first warrior of the Qiang tribe is angry. Kill, kill, kill, kill that Han general."
"The patriarch is mighty, the patriarch is mighty."
Seeing Fei Lang rushing towards the Han general on the opposite side, the Qiang cavalry also knew that Fei Lang was planning to kill the general and seize the flag to boost their own morale.[
They all raised their arms and shouted, almost going crazy with excitement. They had already imagined the scene where the Han general opposite was like a watermelon being smashed into powder by the mace in Fei Lang's hand.
"Kill, kill, kill."
They raised their arms and shouted loudly, and in the end, it formed the word "kill" and the sound was like the sea.
"Kill them, kill them and capture the flag."
Mu Ya'er raised his arms and shouted loudly.
"Huh?" At this moment, Zhao Yun was charging forward among thousands of troops, leading his soldiers to tear open the Qiang cavalry, when he suddenly heard this inexplicable sound.
He couldn't help but look up and immediately saw the flying wolf coming towards him.