Ganfu almost vomited blood in anger. When he heard the word "Dreamland", he felt his cheeks burning and angry, and wanted to drag the scout out and dismember him, but now it is not the time to hold him accountable.
His eyes were about to break, and he glanced around, trying to find Qin Yun's figure, but he couldn't.
"Retreat quickly!"
"The whole army cannot fight in love!" He ordered quickly.
Immediately afterwards, the Restoration Army shouted: "Master, you can't retreat anymore, we are surrounded."
"How many people are there?!" the godhusband roared.
"Master, there are all their people outside!"
"What should I do if the information is wrong?"
The fierce horses neighed, and 50,000 people shrank in a ball, and they were already panicked.
Ganfu was so angry that his eyes were red with blood in anger. He kept scanning the surroundings, but the sky was too dark, and with one tall and one short, he could not guess the number of Xia soldiers.
It can only be inferred from the number of dust and flags, at least tens of thousands of people.
"Qin Yun, you're here, you're here, what a turtle shrank, come out!" He yelled, wanting to mediate and buy time instead of going directly to war.
A royal flag was raised, extremely conspicuous. Below was Qin Yun, riding a war horse, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Stop looking for it, I'm here."
The Ganfu turned around and looked at him suddenly, with anger appearing in his eyes. The feeling of being led by the nose made him crazy.
"You are right. Don't be a turtle when you come."
"When I was ambushing just now, I seemed to hear you saying that it would be best if I am here, and I will count the new and old accounts together, right?"
"Very good, let's break tonight." Qin Yun's tone was plain, with a hint of joking.
The next moment, countless sounds of pulling bows trembled, aiming at the 50,000 surrounding liberation army.
"Ah!" The Restoration Army made a panic sound.
The Ganfu's face turned blue and red, and it felt like he was slapped hard: "Qin Yun, don't be arrogant, the feng shui will change, and one day you will be at a disadvantage, hum!"
Qin Yun looked down on him and said lightly: "Is it illegal to be arrogant?"
The man with only one eye was looking at Qin Yun: "Don't think I don't know. There are not many people coming here at all. It is impossible for the 180,000 troops to come all!"
"Tonight, you may not be able to beat me!"
Qin Yun's expression remained unchanged, but in fact there were only 20,000 people.
"Not many people? It seems that you have a blind eye and your vision is not good."
"You!" The godmother was poked into the pain area, his facial features were ferocious, and his eyes showed a fierce look.
"I'll give you a chance to get off the horse and surrender, kneel at my feet, and you can be exempted from trial!" Qin Yun looked down on his face and showed his confidence to the fullest.
Tens of thousands of Yanyun's twelve riders were holding long swords, with their eyes solemn, and they were as if you didn't agree, and I would do it immediately.
Hearing this, the Restoration Army, who was in a panic after being trapped, seemed even more panic.
Fifty thousand people didn't even dare to fart, and their momentum was completely suppressed.
The veins of the dried husband were exposed: "Surrender, dream!"
"If you have the ability today, you will wipe out all of us, and you will not be much better!"
"When your Majesty leads the large army of the Restoration Army to arrive in Jincheng, the world will be settled. At that time, you will be a foil. All of the rebels like Yelu Yan will be liquidated. Don't be too proud!"
Qin Yun's face turned cold and murderous intent was filled with murderous intent: "So, you just refuse to kneel down?"
"I'll kneel down to your ancestors!" The godhusband cursed angrily, his veins exposed, and he was very tough.
But the 50,000 Restoration Army beside him had a pale face and a confused look. They instinctively thought that if the Xia army dared to surround him, they would definitely have the advantage of the troops and support him, and if they had support, they did not.
Qin Yun gave them a chance, which gradually showed signs of disintegration of their morale.
Qin Yun was not angry, but his arrogant arrogance obviously angered Yan Yun’s twelve cavalry, and his evil spirits were all the way to the sky!
Qin Ci hid behind, in the triangular cavalry formation, leading the vanguard alone, with a spear across, his eyes cold, like a sculpture, but he could no longer help it. As long as he received the order, he and his subordinates would collapse like mountains and rivers.
Speedy!
Looking around, the black cavalry was like an envoy of hell.
Qin Yun said lightly: "Since that's the case, then I don't have to keep you."
"Listen!" He raised his voice and shouted at the 50,000 people: "It's not that I don't give you a chance, it's that your coach will not leave any chance."
"He wants to leave his name in history, and he will wrap his body in the horse and I will fulfill it!"
Hearing this, the man's face turned green with anger. How could he not know that Qin Yun was attacking his heart!
Just as he was about to yell, boost morale and fight for a bloody path, Qin Yun's movements were faster than he thought, and he didn't give him any time to react.
He pointed his finger and his black hair rolled, like a heroic and iron-blooded war god, saying: "Kill me!!"
"Those who hold swords and weapons are all enemies, and they will be killed without mercy!"
"Roar!" He yelled, like the last order, setting the gate for the Qingtian Hongshui.
Ganfu's pupils shrank, but he didn't expect Qin Yun to attack without warning.
"Kill, kill, kill!!" Qin Ci roared angrily, took the lead, soared into the air, and was so heroic that it was unreasonable. More than 10,000 cavalrymen followed him and moved forward bravely.
"Kill!!"
"Kill all the sword-holders!"
The huge shouts and roars were like tens of thousands of people, which made the Refuge Army tremble and fear, and even felt like they wanted to throw away their swords and weapons.
"Why are you still standing there?!"
"Come on!"
"Come on the fight!" The Ganfu roared, his eyes red, trying hard to improve his morale.
He knew that if he lost again this time, he really had no chance to escape.
Boom!!
Soon, the armies of both sides collided, like mountains moving horizontally, shaking and roaring.
Puff puff puff...
Blood mist soared into the sky, screaming everywhere, and in an instant, countless corpses fell down.
"ah!!"
The desolate screams of a fierce ghost have rendered the battlefield to the extreme.
The Twelve Cavalry of Yanyun, as the name suggests, had twelve teams. Today, they brought 20,000 people, which were the two of them the most capable elites. Even the generals were carefully selected.
The battlefield was completely chaotic, and tens of thousands of people were killed together, but the naked eye could see the side generals of the twelve cavalry of Yan Yun, with a ferocious face, and the face said directly: "It's time to shine the clan and the ancestors!"
Let me ask, how to fight the Restorted Army of the Shocked Bird?
This was an unstoppable war, with blood flowing for miles, and the bodies soon piled up into hills.
Qin Yun stood behind and looked down at him, with an indifferent temperament of an emperor who was arbitrary to the life and death of millions of people.
"Quick, let the three thousand people behind cover up dust, let the fierce horses keep trampling and swaying trees, don't let the Restoration Army know how many people we have come."
"This guy is not stupid."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" the scout responded.
Soon, behind the high slope, dust was flying, and the number was swaying, and a black torch gave people the feeling that there were still tens of thousands of rear troops surrounded the place and watching the battle.
The suspicion of the military plan was very successful. The Restoration Army did not dare to have any other ideas, and could only defend and break through.
After half an hour of fighting, the Restoration Army had been killed by Qin Ci. There was a gap in strength between the two sides, not to mention the gap in morale between the army.
The defeat was like a mountain of fall and began to spread among the Restoration Army.
"Pick it up, pick up the weapon!!" The godhu roared angrily, like a crazy beast, and was anxious to death.