The Han cavalry fought bloody battles with the Royal Guards for a long time and killed the leader of the Royal Guards, Luoju. The results were astonishing. However, their own casualties were not small. General Ma Nu was killed in the battle. Guo Rui was severely injured and his life was in danger. Only more than 5,000 people were left.
They were still fighting, and when they saw 20,000 slaughtermen coming roaring to kill, the fighting spirit of the soldiers was inevitably shaken.
This is not the worst for the Han army. The worst thing is that the Qiang cavalry on the right wing of the Han army were unable to support the Han army for a long time. They were defeated and fled, leaving the enemy behind. Naga and others led thousands of Xianbei people to rush back to rescue and complete the attack on the Han cavalry.
of encirclement.
"It's over." Ma Teng's face turned pale and his eyes were full of despair.
Ma Ju shouted: "Brother, we can't watch our brothers being surrounded and annihilated. Open the cart and we will go out to fight the Xianbei Hugo."
Xiao Machao pursed his lips and shouted: "Fight with the Xianbei Hugou."
"Shut up"
"..."
Zhang Xiu stared at the Xianbei banner in the distance with scarlet eyes, danced his arms and shouted: "Life or death, this is a matter of one move, follow me to kill."
"Kill..." Pang De, Che'er, Zhenliang, and I all shouted wildly, willing to be the pioneers.
"Kill..." More than 5,000 soldiers roared like thunder, and the ground exploded. Killing Hu Shu, there might be a glimmer of hope...
The entire Han cavalry army formed a cone formation and plunged into the heart of Xianbei without hesitation, advancing at an alarming speed.
The Xianbei people were stunned. They thought that being surrounded by tens of thousands of people, the Han army would definitely choose to break out, so that they could hunt the opponent unscrupulously from behind. The Xianbei people were very good at this kind of pursuit, and they never expected that the Han army would dare to
Fighting. This is the impact of fierce generals on soldiers. Fierce generals are on the front line. As long as they do not escape, the morale of the army will not be lost.
Luoju followed Tan Shihuai all his life and made great achievements in battle. He was known as the first warrior of the Great Xianbei. After Tan Shihuai's death, the three Xianbei lords took advantage of his reputation and did not dare to act rashly. Now that Luoju is dead, Helian is probably the only one who can command the central Xianbei.
He would no longer be as submissive as before, let alone the East and West Division, which had always been arrogant and kept giving orders. But He Lian had no time to think about this at this time. Seeing the Han army rushing towards him, the ferocity on his face was particularly clear, and he looked like he was immortal.
He Lian's scalp felt numb and he shouted urgently: "Stop them quickly, stop them quickly..."
Thousands of royal guards, their generals and companies, guarded the center with large banners, and fought vigorously. However, the Han army ignored casualties and only attacked rather than defended. They chopped down all the living things blocking the way with their swords and opened a bloody path.
The road almost split the Xianbei army in two.
"Kill... cut down the Xianbei banner, chop to death -" Zhang Xiu's shout stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at a young man wearing a golden crown who was surrounded by Xianbei guards under the banner.
?Zhang Xiu suddenly became excited and shouted: "That is Xianbei Puppet King Helian, kill him, kill him..."
Pang De, Che'er and others immediately went crazy. That was the Puppet King of Xianbei. What's the harm in killing him? Even if he died in battle?
"Kill..." The Han army mustered up their strength and launched a desperate assault. They rushed to the foot of Xianbei's banner and fought together with hundreds of guards from the He Company.
The chariot and the horse were so fast that they stabbed three people in a row. They abandoned the knife and drew it. The knife was nearly five feet long.
He walked in front of He Lian, raised his knife and chopped into pieces.
He Lian Zaibuji is also the heir that Tan Shihuai has carefully cultivated since childhood. He never lacks the courage to fight when necessary. With a wolf howl, he raised the sword and slashed. There was a "clang" sound, and He Lian's face turned pale, and his mount
After taking a few steps back, several guards passed by Helian on both sides, waving their swords to greet Che'er.
Cha'er opened his mouth wide and brandished his sword while shouting violently. The blood was shining. Several people fell off their horses one after another. Their eagle eyes were locked on Helian and they attacked again. There was another sound of gold and iron, and Helian's right arm softened, and the sword fell to the ground.
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"Death" Che'er had a sinister look on his face, and he was about to behead the leader of the company. Unexpectedly, a stray arrow shot through the mount's neck, and Che'er was unaware of it and fell to the ground.
He Lian survived, dripping with cold sweat and howled: "Haw him to death, hack him to death for me..."
When the car landed, he obviously felt something pressing against his ribs. He endured the excruciating pain and turned over to resist the rain of swords and spears. In an instant, he was hit several times on the thigh and chest, and he was in critical danger.
"Killing" a big horse flew over the car, knocking over two or three people. The pressure on the car eased, and he got up despite the discomfort in his ribs, and followed in stride. The young knight on the horse did not stop, and rushed all the way.
In front of He Lian, his knife flew away and hit his neck with the knife, causing blood to spurt out.
"I am the Great Xianbei King, the greatest king..." He Lian covered his neck, his throat gurgled twice, and he was about to fall to the ground. The young knight stabbed him again, and his big head jumped away from his body, and was caught in the boy's hand.
.On the other side, Zhang Xiu also led people to push down the big banner.
Pound shook his head and shouted: "Helian is dead, Helian is dead..."
"He Lian is dead, He Lian is dead..." The remaining Han troops raised their troops and roared.
The leaders of Tuge hurriedly shouted to stop, at the critical moment when the entire army was about to engage the Han army.
"That's right, Xianbei's banner fell."
"He Lian is dead, do we still need to fight?"
"withdraw."
"Anyway, we have got what we want. If we continue to fight, it will only increase casualties."
Is He Lian dead? Zhitan Luoluo and other Xianbei adults suddenly shuddered, with a hint of joy mixed in their eyes. He Lian is not Tan Shihuai’s eldest son. He has older brothers and younger brothers, but those people are all
Of the sons born to slaves, only Helian has the right to inherit. Now that Helian has died, his son is only a few years old. The grassland has always been dominated by strength, and Helian cannot convince the public, let alone a child of just a few years old.
Should they support Helian's son and seek opportunities to annex tens of thousands of Helian's tribesmen, or should they simply ignore it and strive for hegemony? No matter what the adults' plans are, there is one thing they must do, and that is to avenge King Xianbei, otherwise they will be shameless.
Return to the grassland.
"Kill..." Master Xianbei shouted to avenge the king and went straight towards the Han army.
The leaders of Tuge looked at each other, still undecided whether to fight or leave.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Hearing the faint sound of the horn from behind, Ma Teng's strong body collapsed suddenly, and he greedily breathed in the cold air.
"Brother..."
"Father..."
"Well. Brother Guy is here and we are saved."
The sound of horns became louder and louder, one after another, and it could be seen that dozens or hundreds of horns were blowing at the same time. The earthquake on the ground became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, dozens of colorful flags appeared in front of the eyes, and slowly an endless black line appeared on the horizon.
Wire.
"At least twenty thousand riders..." Gurgling, all the Xianbei adults swallowed their saliva one after another.
The leaders of the massacre did not say anything, and ran away with their men.
"The fallen eagle is coming, the fallen eagle is coming..." The Han army cried with joy, despair and exhaustion swept away, and the troops turned to the south and fought desperately to break through.