Murong Yanzhao used a crossbow to shoot at the enemy's front line, knocking them off their feet.
The horse in his hand pointed at the enemy's formation from afar, and he rushed towards them at the head of the pack.
Both armies rushed forward and were fighting in one place in an instant.
Blood splattered everywhere, and people fell on their backs.
At the moment when Murong Yanzhao was about to collide with the enemy's cavalry, he swerved slightly to avoid the enemy's gun, and thrust his long spear into the enemy's throat.
Although the enemy soldier was dead, the horse was still galloping forward, and the body slid along the horse's trunk to the middle position.
Murong Yanzhao had so much fighting experience that he grabbed the corpse with one hand and the front end of the horse's spear with the other, and pulled the horse's spear out from behind the corpse's throat.
The corpse was used as a hidden weapon and thrown out at a soldier. The blood-covered horse in his hand was circling and swung, killing two enemy soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack.
He took the lead, wrapped in a gust of wind, leading the cavalry of the Palace Front Division, and broke through the layers of people in front of him...
Ge Li was also one of the few warriors in his father's clan. He did not choose to confront Murong Yanzhao head-on, but ran towards the opponent's crossbow cavalry.
The crossbow cavalry is so powerful that it cannot give the opponent a chance to shoot a second round.
The crossbows reload slowly, giving them enough time to fight in close quarters.
But the opponent didn't seem to have any intention of firing a second round. After firing the crossbow bolts, they put away the crossbows, gathered up their formation, and began to attack.
In the blink of an eye, Gurley was already close.
The poisonous dragon-like giant stung Lai Qi.
The rider was a captain named Ren Dong from the front department of the palace. He raised his spear and faced Gurli fearlessly and stabbed him.
Giant swords and spears were criss-crossed in the air...
Ren Dong's expression suddenly changed, and his spear actually swung away.
Ge Li smiled coldly, and the second time, he hit the chest and stabbed directly into Ren Dong's chest.
The huge impact force from both sides prevented Gurli from withdrawing the giant metal, and it broke into two pieces with a "click" sound.
While he was in shock, two cavalrymen from the front department came next and stabbed straight up and down with their spears.
Gurley's expression changed greatly, and he quickly rolled over and rolled out of the saddle. He quickly glanced in shock and saw that his horse had been stabbed to death on the ground, and the bloody spear penetrated through its thick neck, heading straight towards the saddle.
If he had taken a step slower, he might have punctured more than just the horse's neck.
If the two riders are on top of each other, no matter where you look, you may be killed on the spot...
At this moment, Gurley was secretly afraid in his heart, what kind of opponent is this?
At this time, the personal guards around him had surrounded him, and some even sent their own horses.
Gurley picked up Ren Dong's spear from the ground, got on his horse, and felt a little calmer. Looking around the battlefield, he couldn't help but take a breath of air: there was no difference between the sprint and assault tactics of the two sides.
However, his bodyguards were inextricably killed by the enemy in front of them, and they were even faintly at a disadvantage, and he even almost died.
However, the enemy general Murong Yanzhao almost penetrated his own central army. Although the opponent had the advantage of using crossbows to disrupt the formation of the Chinese army, it was terrible to kill his own central army in such a short period of time...
He originally planned to take advantage of his strength to kill the opponent's crossbow cavalry in one step, and then join the Chinese army to attack Murong Yanzhao's Chinese army from front to back.
The result was counterproductive. His attack was blocked and the Chinese army, which had an absolute advantage in strength, was directly defeated?
this……
Gurley's mind was in chaos and he could hardly believe his eyes.
How can it be?
But the situation no longer allowed him to think too much. Murong Yanzhao had already penetrated the Chinese army and allowed him to complete the insertion and division of the Chinese army. The entire Chinese army collapsed.
Ge Li shouted sternly: "Hei Hu'er, you hold back this army, I will go to rescue the Chinese army."
He roared and immediately led a thousand cavalry towards Murong Yanzhao.
After less than fifty steps, Gurley realized that the opponent did not attack the Chinese army, but came straight towards him.
As far as Gurley could see, a tall figure wearing black armor, red robes, and an animal-faced battle helmet was rushing towards him at the head of the pack.
A trace of hatred flashed in Gurley's eyes. As long as he killed him, he could turn defeat into victory.
In the blink of an eye, Murong Yanzhao had rushed nearby.
Ge Li roared, gathered all his strength on the spear, and used the momentum of his horse to kill Murong Yanzhao.
Murong Yanzhao faced the gun without hesitation, and Ma Cha rushed towards Ge Li with the sound of sharp wind.
As if history was repeating itself, horses and spears collided.
Between...
Gurley's face turned pale instantly.
Murong Yanzhao is far from comparable to Ren Dong in terms of strength and skills.
Gurli only felt that the force of this blow was overbearing and fierce. Just the sides of the weapons colliding with each other gave him a terrifying power like a landslide. It shocked him so much that his jaw went numb, and the spear almost came out of his hand!
Murong Yanzhao did not give Ge Li a chance to breathe. The horse spear penetrated Ge Li's abdomen, and it seemed that it had penetrated the spine and could not penetrate deep. He directly exerted force on his wrist, and the tip of the spear went up along the spine, like a skewer, slicing the opponent.
The whole person picked it up.
The horse was raised high, and Gurley was like a lamb pierced by an iron stick, twitching and struggling with blood...
Murong Yanzhao no longer continued to charge, but held Gurli high, slowed down like a demonstration, and showed off in front of the two armies...
For a moment, the noisy battlefield suddenly lost its sound and became completely silent.
The people around were dumbfounded as they watched the always brave young patriarch hanging on the horse. For a moment, he even forgot about fighting...
"Death or surrender!"
Murong Yanzhao shouted.
The five thousand cavalry troops in front of the palace shouted in unison: "Death or surrender!"
Shouts like roars of dragons and tigers echoed on the battlefield...
The warriors who hated their father's clan all lost their fighting spirit and did not dare to fight anymore, so they were defeated suddenly.
Murong Yanzhao threw the corpse on the horse to the ground, chased the defeated soldiers of the Zuofu clan and killed them for a while, then rushed into the Zuofu clan, killed all the people in charge, and escorted the cattle, sheep, old and weak
Women, children and tribal supplies returned to the military camp.
The military camp also experienced a battle, and Hezhou City always paid attention to the movements of the enemy troops outside the city.
When they saw Murong Yanzhao leading five thousand troops and horses away from the camp, they felt they had an opportunity and sent troops to attack the camp.
Compared to Murong Yanzhao's incomparable bravery, his younger brother Murong Yanqing was much inferior in martial arts, but his temperament was more calm.
During the days of rest and recuperation under Hezhou City, they have been building military strongholds and building fortifications, which did not give Hezhou City any opportunity to take advantage of.
This battle obviously did not satisfy Murong Yanzhao. After handing over the captive cattle and sheep to his younger brother, he rested his team and used the war horses captured from his father's clan for his own use.
The soldiers in front of the Five Thousand Palaces, one man and two men on horseback, began to sweep the river and Tao land.
No matter how big or small the tribe is, there is only one sentence: "Death or surrender!"
Within three days, Murong Yanzhao swept away eighteen tribes, large and small, and the 5,000-strong army marched rampantly in Hezhou, Taozhou, and Lanzhou, as if they were in an uninhabited land.
No one can stop it, no one can stop it.
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