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037 Abandoned

Murong Yan is very clear. The reason why the heavy cavalry is powerful. It is the huge destructive power generated by so many cavalry arrangements. The more the number of heavy cavalry participating in the charge, the power will increase like geometric multiple. Rare. Even a heavy cavalry. Sometimes the combat power is not as good as moving flexible light rides.

So it is better to get gathered in a piece. It is better to disperse. There are more people to escape alive.

Disposal escapes do not require tedious instructions. Murong Yan ordered. His Majesty's thousands of cavalry is like a criminals in danger. How can I live with the experience and adaptability of the Chinese people to shoot a horse. There are all where I escape. This kind of move makes the more inch messy at once. I don't know how to deal with it.

Do you caught up? Of course, the more you can't accept it. He also knows that the single soldier's combat power after the heavy cavalry is decentralized. But the three thousand iron rides. For Xianbei people to escape. This feeling is like a hungry wolf rushed into the herd. Although it is easy to grab the prey. It is very unrealistic to catch the entire sheep.

Of course. The ready -made goals are still there. The big sacrifice representing Murong Yan's location is still.

There is almost no decent resistance. The fighting is turned into a one -sided massacre. Wherever the military camp is broken, the cavalry of Murong Bubu is scattered. The corpse. After seeing it, it was not possible to resist. Many broken army cavalry simply hung on the Motimo knife and put on a hard crossbow to shoot. The threat of such a broken army iron ride suddenly increased many times.

Wen Yuan smiled and watched this scene. When Murong Yan was about to leave, the raid was launched. The more what it appeared was at the time. Like a visual feast presented in front of his eyes. It makes people unknowingly intoxicated ...

Three thousand iron armor appeared at the right time. It laid the victory of this battle in one fell swoop. In the world. Perhaps only the heavy cavalry can quickly determine the victory of the battle. This result is very satisfied. Wen Yuan felt surprised. That's how Murong Yan was so wise. Under such urgent circumstances, the strong men broke their wrists. The command dispels the life of more people. To this end, he gives the victory to Wen Yuan. He even sacrifice herself.

But what's the relationship. Wen Yuan had no intention of cutting the roots of Murong Bob to cut the grass. Not to mention to prevent Murong Yan from running away. Wen Yuan still invested Zhang Yan's 10,000 Cavalry Army outside the battlefield early.

Wen Yuan smiled very happily at this moment. But at this moment, another person's expression was even more ugly than crying. That is Murong Yu.

Wen Yuan asked Murong Yu to see the performance of the Han army's rebellion. He saw it. If you look at it from the perspective of bystanders or outsiders. Murong Yu may be shocked to the unstoppable momentum of the broken army. The quality of the quality is admired. Murong Yu cannot be. It is not others who are slaughtered below. There are his father in it. There are his relatives, friends, and his minister.

He did not have time to consider the Han Army's Heavy Cavalry and the Black Eagle Iron Rider at this time at this time. In the face of this inverted slaughter, Murong Yu finally couldn't bear the depression in his heart. Kneeling on the ground. Nine -foot -high man. I couldn't control the cry and cry.

Wen Yuan squinted quietly at Murong Yu, who had been on the verge of collapse. Only after a while, he said: "General Murong. At this time, you should persuade your father. The lives of the crowd. ""

Murong Yu did not look up. Instead, he gritted his teeth stubbornly: "I am Murong's Ministry ... there is no coward who is afraid of death."

Wen Yuan said: "You can show your blood and bones of the young man.

Murong Yu's body shocked. He looked up at Wen Yuan in a difficult manner. His eyes were full of poisonous killing intentions. Then he lowered his head and didn't breathe. His body shake slightly. It seemed that he was fighting fiercely in his heart.

Wen Yuan saw the corner of his mouth slightly tilted. He said: "In fact, you don't have to resent me so much. This is the war. You and I are opponents. I really want to hate. I should hate you as a Xianbei people. Your compatriots are not willing to be unwilling to come here. But they have not sent reinforcements until now. If they can come. You may not be able to fall. In this field, they did not come. Because you are just abandoned in their eyes, you have no use of value. "

Murong Yu looked at Wenyuan. Wen Yuan saw more resentment from his eyes. However, Wen Yuan felt that these resentment was not aimed at himself.

Seeing Murong Yu seems to be said to be moved by himself. Wen Yuan hit the railway while it was hot: "Can you continue to silence like this. Do you want to watch your father and your family fight here. I also forgot to tell you. Qi Gather you hate. You should also hate yourself. In addition to Xianbei of Sirius Mountain, you have to hate yourself. There is also yourself. If your father is not thinking about saving you. Where will you be trapped and siege. "

"Don't say it." Murong Yu shook his head in pain to interrupt Wen Yuan's words. He said in a long while: "It's me ... I killed the tribe. I wouldn't be able to atone for a hundred times." Get up. I want to jump out of the valley from a dozen feet high soil slopes. Fortunately, the guards have already received Wen Yuan's explanation to see Murong Yu. So before he ran a few steps, he was taken for a few Xuanxuan. He pressed and fell to the ground.

Wen Yuan stepped forward and kicked Murong Yu with a scorn: "Escape with death. That's just a coward's behavior. If you want to die. I can give you a knife now to make you commit suicide. But you think about it Look. After Murong's Bubble was destroyed. The handsome of Xianbei, what would the leaders think. I am afraid that they will not have any sympathy and compassion. Maybe there will be people in their hearts. The sacrifice of the tribe. It is not worth it. "


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