The fiery red sun moves towards the west little by little.%&*
A quarter of an hour? Two quarters of an hour? Half an hour?
At this moment, the two armies facing each other from the north to the south were already fighting to death. The cavalry on both sides seemed to have merged together and were entangled.
I can't tell you and me apart.
But the shocking murderous intent and the sight of Shura flying with flesh and blood became more and more obvious.[
Deep inside Yu Ren'er, his whole body was bathed in bright red blood, causing his armor to be dyed blood red, and even covered with hideous and terrifying wounds.
At this moment, Yu Ren'er was injured. Yu Ren'er was also a fierce general, but he was not a celestial general like Zhao Yun. It was impossible for him to remain unscathed in the fight of hundreds of thousands of people.
But at this moment, the courage and courage in Yu Ren'er's heart are comparable to those of a god general. Because he is not afraid of death, and only contributes to the heroes who stand on the general stage and serve the overall situation, even if it is necessary
We don't hesitate to fight for our lives.
The courage in his heart made Yu Ren'er exert astonishing strength at this moment. He forgot about the injuries on his body and the painful pain.
A pair of eyes were red, like a ferocious tiger with its head raised and its eyes furious, violent and mighty.
"kill."
A loud roar erupted from Yu Ren'er's mouth, like a fierce tiger, roaring in the mountains and forests, and filled with all kinds of beasts.
As this roar of killing came out, the spear in Yu Ren'er's hand was like lightning, stabbing a Xianbei warrior in front of him.
"Puch."
In an instant, blood surged. The Xianbei warrior's eyes widened with disbelief, and he fell to the ground.
Next, the war horses of the armies of both sides that were replaced were trampled into pulp.
"How many people have been killed?"
At this moment, Yu Ren'er felt a little tired, and he couldn't help but ask himself. | The killing has been going on for a long time, and he has killed many, many people.
There are ordinary warriors, there are centurions, and even thousands.
But how many people were killed? Yu Rener forgot. He remembered that at the beginning, he was so murderous that he wanted to write down how many people he had killed.
But now.
Yu Ren'er couldn't remember it, and since he couldn't remember it, he simply didn't think about it. Kill him, kill him. Kill until blood flows like a river.
The Xianbei people who were killed got out of the Hetao.
Thinking about it, a surge of courage once again emerged in Yu Ren'er's chest. This courage was conveyed to his limbs and bones in an instant, filling up his nearly depleted physical strength.[
If you have the physical strength, then kill. A roar came from Yu Ren'er's mouth. This was the former Xiongnu Zuoxian King and today's Han army general.
His eyes widened, making his already big eyes even bigger. They were like tombs, with a red light glowing from them.
Like a demon king, it makes people even more chilly.
This forced the surrounding Xianbei warriors to push back and quietly make some space to stay away from this Han general.
"kill."
It's just that the Xianbei warriors flinched, but it doesn't mean that Yu Ren'er can't move. He opened his mouth and roared, and then he moved, moving like a rabbit, and while the roar was still rising, he drove his war horse and thrust out his spear.
Under the horrified gaze, a Xianbei warrior was pierced through the body by Yu Ren'er, and then fell to the ground again.
"Another one."
Yu Ren'er pulled out the spear, then Momo said in his heart, and then turned to pounce on another person.
At this moment, Yu Ren'er was extremely brave. Because he was no longer the former Zuoxian King, but a Han general who had faith and was willing to serve as Liu Feng's subordinate.
The persistence of this belief makes Yu Rener extremely brave.
But there are few people like Yu Ren'er after all. In the whole fighting, all the Han cavalry could do was to kill evenly with the Xianbei people.
In other words, if one Xianbei person dies, one Han army will die.
However, the Xianbei people have a numerical advantage. I believe that if the situation continues like this, the Han army will be defeated sooner or later.
And now, there are already some signs.
The fighting between the two wings seemed to be stalemate and stalemate. But it could be seen that the Xianbei army was advancing step by step.
Although every step forward, it feels like there are thousands of huge mountains blocking the way, and the progress is very slow and painful. However, we are indeed moving forward.
And if the cavalry on the left and right sides collapse, then the Han infantry will be in a situation where they are surrounded by enemies on three sides. Because they are infantry and cannot escape quickly, it can be said to be dangerous.
At this moment, Kuitou and Yan Zhong had returned to the general stage, standing together with the Xianbei nobles who did not participate in the war.
The two stood one behind the other, watching the fight between the two wings, and their expressions showed something strange.
It stands to reason that the leader and Yan Zhong were extremely happy when this scene happened. But at this moment, there was a little bit of uncertainty in their hearts.
"If I were Liu Feng, even if I tried to consume the power of the Huns, I couldn't just sit back and watch the left and right wings collapse, otherwise the situation would be over. But you see, the Han army's infantry is as big as a mountain.
Standing tall and majestic, as if he were staying out of the situation. This is really weird."[
Kuitou opened his mouth and said, pointing his hand at the Han infantry in front, but saw that this army seemed to have fallen into deathly silence, without any movement.
Indescribably weird.
Yes, a moment ago, Kuitou was making fun of Liu Feng, letting the Huns come in first to achieve an ulterior purpose. But Kuitou also believed that Liu Feng was not the kind of person who didn't care about the overall situation.
But at this moment, Liu Feng acted as if he had no regard for the overall situation.
When things go wrong, there must be monsters. Therefore, at this moment, in the fight between the left and right wings, and the Xianbei People's Congress has the upper hand, there is an uneasiness, a strong uneasiness.
Yan Zhong nodded after hearing this. He was also uneasy. However, he glanced at Liu Feng's formation, and once again glanced at the two king's general's personal soldiers.
My heart suddenly felt at ease. No matter what kind of weird plan Liu Feng had, he could ignore the defeat of the two wings. The final trump card must be with these two soldiers of the king's general.
One true and one false.
Therefore, the suspicion array is established.
"Golden Sword Army, Shan Yu should order the Golden Sword Army to be ready to attack at any time. Once Liu Feng's king's general's personal soldiers make a move, they will pounce on him. In this way, no matter how Liu Feng changes, he will not be able to escape.
The palms of our hands.”
Thinking about it, Yan Zhong opened his mouth and said.
Confidence rose again between his brows. He was completely inseparable from his ancestral lineage. If he kept an eye on the king's general's personal soldiers, there wouldn't be any problems.
"Too."
The leader thought for a while and felt that it made sense. The real and fake king's general's personal soldiers were Liu Feng's trump card. As long as he kept an eye on these two personal soldiers, Liu Feng would not be able to cause any trouble.
On the contrary, if both wings collapse, the Han army will be doomed.
This was the beginning of Xianbei's domination of the grasslands and its rise to the world.
"Immediately order the Golden Sword Army to prepare and keep a close eye on the king's general's personal soldiers. If they are discovered, they will devour them." Leader ordered.
"promise."
A brave man agreed and immediately turned around and walked away.
The Golden Sword Army is the leader's personal guard, with a total of 30,000 people. The people inside are all warriors who are one in a hundred, and their combat prowess is the best among all the grassland armies.
It is equivalent to the status, ability and role of the king's general's personal soldiers under Liu Feng, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty.
However, the number of the Golden Sword Army is larger, thirty thousand in total. Therefore, when Kuitou said that he would devour the king's general's personal soldiers, he was definitely not joking, but he was completely confident.