The sword shattered the gate of the Northern Huns camp. The sword in Hua Xiong's hand suddenly appeared with a brilliance of flames, and then slashed hard into the camp. Then he roared and launched an attack towards the Northern Huns camp. In an instant, the entire Northern Huns camp was stunned.
Noisy horse neighing!
Hua Xiong didn't care about anything else. As Hua Xiong swung his sword, the cloud above his head suddenly burned red with flames, and then extended out, integrating the cloud of Karasuma Cavalry with his own, rendering it indistinguishable between you and me.
This is also an important reason why the cavalry led by the cavalry will greatly improve the battle of the cavalry. Although it does not completely share the attributes of the cavalry's clouds, it also changes the original fragile defense of the cavalry and shares part of the strength of the cavalry.
defense.
Spears danced in circles and horses galloped. From the moment they stepped into the camp gate, the cavalry began to frantically vent their ferocity. The spears pressed down, and the moment the horses passed through the Huns' tent, the strength brought by the high-speed galloping
It was so powerful that it instantly stabbed the Northern Huns to death without even wearing armor.
Then countless war horses rushed over, trampling the bodies of the Northern Huns and the pierced Hun military tents into the soil. More than ten thousand cavalry stepped on them, and everything they had faced before was instantly trampled into the soil.
"Enemy attack!" When Hua Xiong trampled over the first military tent, a sharp scream finally sounded from the northern Huns camp.
Countless people in the Northern Huns camp covering several miles rushed out of their tents in a panic at this moment, but at this moment when the troops and horses were not yet ready, even the elites of the Northern Huns were unavoidable in chaos.
Overturned braziers, burning military tents, chaotic and unorganized soldiers, at this moment the entire Northern Huns camp seemed to be about to collapse if more force was applied.
"Each camp is armed with armor and marches towards the stables. We will resist the enemy!" Just when the northern Xiongnu camp was about to fall into chaos, there was first a dull bronze clang, which spread for miles, and then a loud sound.
The clear command of the famous general with inner energy leaving the body.
Suddenly, most of the chaos in the Northern Huns camp that was originally chaotic was eliminated under this order. After all, it is the most elite Northern Huns headquarters in the Central Plains. It would not be like this if it were not for a moment of panic. But with one person in command, all the Northern Huns camp immediately
The Huns soldiers all had a backbone.
The most obvious point is that when Hua Xiong overturned the military tent, the Northern Huns soldiers who were not wearing armor turned around and ran away. Now that he overturned the military tent, the soldiers inside at least had a spear, even if they were not wearing armor.
Dare to fight with the Xiliang cavalry.
These northern Xiongnu headquarters were not fragile. After they had a backbone, they quickly organized themselves spontaneously. More often than not, after wearing armor, under the leadership of their respective captains, they began to organize themselves to resist Hua Xiong.
As for the Northern Huns soldiers in the rear, after putting on their armor, they immediately led their troops towards the stables. Even if the elite cavalry without horses could fight, it would be impossible to fight one against ten!
After crushing the Northern Huns soldiers blocking the front with one blow, Hua Xiong no longer focused on fighting, but only caused chaos in the Northern Huns camp. He opened the oil bag hanging on his horse and threw it out, and then quickly overturned the brazier.
The so-called night attack, to put it bluntly, is not just murder and arson. Hua Xiong knew that he could not delay, so he vigorously threw out bags of tung oil, and soon the flames of the Xiongnu camp quickly rose.
"Death!" Just when Hua Xiong was leading his troops to set fire to the enemy in the Northern Huns camp, a Northern Huns general who was charging towards him with his troops suddenly roared. Although he didn't understand the words, he looked at them.
Hua Xiong had already guessed what the opponent's momentum meant!
"Come, watch me kill you!" After Hua Xiong was furious, a ray of flame burning brilliance erupted from his body, covering all the iron knight soldiers. After several years, Hua Xiong once again displayed his legionary talent on the battlefield.
All the iron knight soldiers felt a huge force emerging from their bodies, roaring and rushing towards the thousands of people rushing towards them.
"A mere thousand soldiers of the Army Soul Corps, leading these cavalry with incomplete armor, really think you are invincible!" Hua Xiong roared, and the fire on his body became even brighter. This was the second Army Soul he fought against.
Legion, as for the first one, he has already been ruined!
At this moment, Hua Xiong's momentum almost reached its peak, and the legion's talent faintly fluctuated. The entire army seemed to have been improved at the moment Hua Xiong roared.
The two cavalrymen collided with each other while Hua Xiong's roar was still echoing. The magnificent cavalry collided with the Hunnu guards who had been left to guard the northern Huns.
For these two cavalry who are already at the top level, ordinary testing has long lost all meaning. For them, only hedging can prove their strength!
In the next moment, the two torrents of black, red and dark gray collided directly. The skills and tactics of the Northern Huns Guards, which have been passed down for hundreds of years and have been honed over thousands of times, were vividly displayed at this moment. They charged past, gold and iron clashed, and spears broke.
That almost instantaneous staggered by, under such a terrifying frontal charge speed, even Hua Xiong was unable to dodge all the damage, that almost telepathic cooperation, that almost predictable spear thrust, that almost
After killing the opponent, he predicted the direction of the next attack. The power of the Northern Huns guards was fully demonstrated at this moment.
The spear is broken, but its majesty remains. The Xiliang Iron Cavalry does not have the hundreds of years of experience of the Northern Huns Guards, nor does it have the close attack and dodge, but the strongest blow that is thrust straight out with a strong body, even if it is
Even the northern Xiongnu imperial guards could not defeat him lightly.
There is no need for skills, no technical tactics, no perfect riding skills, and no need for almost predictable fighting and evasion. What the Xiliang cavalry has is offense, defense and strength. There is no need for skills at all to stab with a spear.
In such an environment suppressed by clouds, even if the inner Qi leaves the body, the Xiongnu's spear can still poke holes!
The horses screamed, the soldiers fell, and the two sides competed almost instantly with a few breaths. Hua Xiong's abdomen and chest bore a deep scar visible to the bone. Likewise, the real leader of the Northern Huns Guards Corps was named after his clan.
Uluolan also had a wound on his waist.
The moment four thousand cavalry rushed out, the Northern Huns imperial guards led by Wu Luolan rushed into the Karasuma cavalry. It was like a dragon swimming in the sea, and no one could control it.
Similarly, when the Xiliang iron cavalry passed by the Northern Huns imperial guards and met the Northern Huns fine cavalry, they really showed the momentum of tigers among the wolves. The two sides passed each other, and the ownerless horses remained on the passing battlefield.
Among them, there were even more fragments of countless corpses that had been trampled by war horses.
"Charge!" Hua Xiong's eyes were blood red and he didn't look back at all. He knew that in the previous encounter, more than 500 Xiliang cavalry were killed, and about 200 Northern Huns guards were killed. As for the dead of Karasuma cavalry, it was impossible to calculate.
The Northern Huns’ fine cavalry probably suffered 800 casualties! (~^~)
