"Master General... It's not a solution for us to wait like this. If the Han army deviates from our flanks to the rear. Then we..." Murong Yan's nephew Murong Bo persuaded him with a worried look on his face. The cavalry remained in place in this mound area to confront the Han army. This situation was very risky. If dumplings were packed, the more than 7,000 cavalry of the Murong army would suffer a devastating fate.
Murong Yan never thought that the Han army might take this move. But he was concerned about the safety of his beloved son before. How could he be willing to abandon him? Confrontation for more than an hour. Murong Yan just kept the Han army not ready yet. Lucky mentality.
But Murong Yan is the leader of the tribe after all. Although he loves his son, he must consider the safety of the entire Murong tribe. So long has passed. If he does not retreat, he will be seeking death.
Seeing that things had come to this point, Murong Yan could only sigh in despair, lowered her head and waved her hand and said, "Transfer the order. Retreat..."
Murong Uncle Murong went down to pass the order. Here Murong Yan lowered her head and looked at the ground in a daze. He knew this order. He and his beloved son might be separated from each other from now on. He would never meet again. Thinking about his past years of hard work. Murong Yu worked hard to cultivate and took endless effort. Murong Yan's heart was as painful as a knife.
Just as he was sad, Murong Yan suddenly felt a faint tremor from the ground. At first he thought it was his own hallucination, but immediately followed the war horse under his crotch neighed uneasyly. Murong Yan suddenly became alert. The mount follows you for many years and is well versed in human nature. If you encounter warning signs, you will inevitably have a sense of emotion. Could it be said...
Thinking of this, Murong Yan immediately looked up and shouted: "Enemy attack. Be careful of the enemy attack."
But when Murong Yan shouted, everything was too late. I saw a slight bulge of black people suddenly appeared on the slightly raised earthen ridge behind him. These people were wrapped in thick black armor. Even the war was covered with a horse. They wore cast iron vests. They wore cast iron slats with black hairpins. Only half of their faces were exposed. They all had a solemn face and sharp eyes. On their hands, they were a seven-foot-long sword-like sword-like hand. Wide bladed strange-shaped weapon. The polished smooth spine reflects the cold steel atmosphere like a mirror.
Although he only stood out on the front line, the appearance of such a soldier had already made the cavalry of Murong's army feel the almost suffocating huge pressure.
On the hillside, Yue Xi was wearing black armor and rode on a black horse, like a black god. He took the Pojun camp for a long circle and took almost half an hour to get behind Murong Yan. Seeing that Murong's troops did not leave, Yue Xi felt ecstatic. He usually shouldered the heavy responsibility of Wen Yuan and Near Guards. He rarely had the opportunity to fight on the battlefield in recent years. This time he finally got the opportunity to fight for a while. How could he suppress the fanaticism in his heart Intention to fight.
"Pojun Iron Cavalry."
"Invincible in the world."
Yue Xi raised his halberd and roared. Three thousand iron armors behind him cheered generously. The momentum was clanging and the sound was like thunder.
"Assault with me." Yue Xi's long halberd was a finger, accompanied by a sound of a shocking drum trumpet. Three thousand Pojuns swept like black tides, sweeping towards the Murong Xianbei not far away. Tens of thousands of horses kicked hard. Stepping on the ground, it seemed as if it was about to stomp the earth to pieces. The rumbling sound of horse hooves seemed to shatter people's eardrums. No sound could be heard except for the whine of the earth.
Murong Yan's face was as if he had just swallowed a coptis chinensis. The damn mound terrain restricted the vision of the cavalry. The Xianbei people who were used to the flat grassland were extremely uncomfortable. The Han army kept silent He actually touched a place three miles away from them. The charge launched at this time made him have no time to react.
Murong Yan shouted sadly: "Who is willing to lead the troops to block the enemy and fight for a bloody road." He was planning to build the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry and knew very well how terrifying the heavy cavalry would be when the speed of the heavy cavalry rose. So he could only helplessly take the opportunity to call him. Chuquan has similar response strategies. Send a suicide squad to stand in front of the charge of the Han army's heavy cavalry. Of course, compared to Huchuquan, he is somewhat of a backup plan to deal with the charge of the heavy cavalry.
"I'll go." Murong Bo gritted his teeth and responded. After saying that, he pointed out a thousand warriors to face the torrent of the Han army's iron cavalry. Everyone knows what the result would be when the heavy cavalry that faced the Han army at this time. But none of them had Complaints. Because this is for the survival of their entire tribe. For their relatives and brothers.
"For the sake of your relatives and brothers." As soon as the war horse was gradually mentioned, Murong Bo let out a hysterical roar. More than a thousand cavalry behind him also responded like crazy. They had already put life and death aside. They were only thinking about the entire tribe.
"Step them." Yue Xi shouted softly and rushed to the front. At this time, the sound of war drums behind him and the sound of horse hooves under his feet had already sounded. He could not hear his voice at all. But his meaning was already through action. Passed to the Pojun heavy cavalry around you, that is the most direct eight words... Pojun Iron Cavalry. Strike the enemy.
Two cavalrymen of different weights are getting closer and closer in a blink of an eye.
"Bang bang bang..."
Accompanied by a tingling sound of flesh and bone collision, the two cavalry collided fiercely. The result was obvious. The cavalry of Murong's army was directly hit and the soldiers were overturned. The flesh and blood flew everywhere. The cavalry company that broke the military camp was The equipment with horses and belts is almost 500 kilograms, far exceeding the cavalry of the Murong tribe who wears only light armor and weapons. This contact made the military camp like a heavy engineering vehicle launched frantically. It hits you whatever you encounter and is invincible. No one is invincible. It can be sharp.
Murong Bo and his more than a thousand cavalry were actually quite tenacious. For their relatives and brothers, they used everything they could to delay the charge of the military camp. They used swords, arrows, teeth, and even Body... But although they were fierce, they met an opponent who was not as heavyweight as them...Pojun Heavy Cavalry.
The heavy cavalry and the light cavalry had no fancy hedge. The result was obvious. The three thousand Poliu Army heavy cavalry had almost no effort. It seemed that they were crushing over the corpses of more than a thousand Xianbei cavalry who were fighting in an instant. Murong Bo, who was located at the top of the array, was even knocked away. He didn't even illuminate Yuexi's face and was trampled into meat paste by countless horse hooves.
Yue Xi rushed straight to Murong Yan's brigade with a killing attack.
"Scatter. Disperse." Murong Yan is better than Yu Fuluo. He knows that when the heavy cavalry raises speed, no one in the world can stop him from advancing. Murong Bo's resistance only brings shortcuts to him. It was a pitiful breathing time. Such a little time still gave him time to issue an order that was not considered an order. He could break through the scattered world and live and die together.