After losing Monrizhe, the army of the Ming tribe was still very tenacious under the command of the three commanders, calmly coping with the fierce charge of the Black Eagle Iron Cavalry.

Tie Ao wielded a big knife and fought hard to be at the forefront. It is necessary to kill the defense of the rear army of the Ming tribe, complete the blocking and cutting off of the entire army, and enter the stage of division and encirclement. Otherwise, you will get caught in a scuffle, be dragged by the enemy, and the casualties will increase exponentially.

"Kill, kill, ......, kill, ......, break through the enemy formation, break through the enemy formation...... Tie Ao slashed to death an enemy soldier who rushed at him with a spear, and roared his horse.

"Powerful crossbow salvo, salvo ......" shouted the commander in charge of the front army. The soldiers suddenly struck in both directions to the sound of violently honking horns, leaving a space of twenty paces in the frontal position. The crossbowmen, who had already concentrated on this impact surface, immediately poured thousands of long and short sword crossbow arrows into this space. The enemy soldiers watched as they were shot into hedgehogs, but they had no power to fight back.

"Kill ......" Tieao and the spear team swept behind the crossbowmen like a storm, stepped on the corpse of the enemy and charged again, and the sword teams on both sides protected in parallel, and pierced into the rear army position of the Ming tribe army like an awl.

When the commander of the rear army was raised high by three spears, the defense of the army of the Ming tribe finally collapsed completely. The Black Eagle Iron Cavalry successfully broke through, cutting off the 3,000-strong army and splitting it into two. The warriors of the Black Hawk Iron Riders cheered, galloped through the breach like a flood, and began to divide and encircle the enemy.

Tieguo stood in the center of the enemy line. This is the heart of the enemy and the starting point for the encirclement. As soon as he heard the sound of the horn that had broken through the enemy's rear lines, he attacked the enemy's strong right flank with his assembled three hundred soldiers. The right flank was originally the front army of the Ming tribe army. Generally, the tasks undertaken by the front army are the most arduous and difficult tasks, so the soldiers' tactical literacy is very high, and the equipment is also excellent, but the casualty rate is also the highest. Tieguo's troops felt strong pressure from the enemy forces on the right.

The roaring sound of the bull's horn came from afar. Tie Guo raised his sword high and shouted, "Kill...... Ah......" was the first to rush forward against the enemy's dense spears. A thunderous roar came from the mouths of the warriors: "Kill ......."

The soldiers of the Black Eagle Iron Cavalry were engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy, and when they suddenly received the support of this new force, their morale was immediately boosted, and they felt the pressure on the opposite side "hula" and deflated.

Before Tieguo could get close to the enemy, arrows like rain behind him were already whistling over his head and burrowing into the enemy's position. Tieguo's knife slashed into the enemy's body, making an unpleasant muffled sound, and blood spurted out. A Black Eagle warrior leaped into the air, and the swooping horse instantly kicked the sword-raising enemy off his horse. A sharp spear stabbed the iron fruit from the ground like a poisonous snake. The warrior who followed Tieguo was quick-eyed, raised his hand and shot an arrow that pierced the enemy's heart.

All kinds of roars, fights, and horns were mixed together, filling the entire battlefield.

The warriors of the Pioneer Tooth tribe, who rode around the battlefield in the distance with the enemy, and fought in a parague, complained of misery. Enemies twice as large as themselves were like hungry wolves, and a team of 100 men pursued and surrounded them. As long as they are trapped, they will be brutally besieged and killed. On the battlefield, the soldiers on both sides of the battlefield are like riding competitions at the spring convention, one will run wildly, one will trot, one will turn, one will turn back, you will come and go, shuttle non-stop. The tension and danger, the cruelty and blood, the fear and the rage, are not felt by outsiders.

The fiery red sun slowly sank, leaving only a blood-colored sky and blood-red clouds.

Sunset. The remnant sun is like blood.

On the distant horizon, between the blood-red sky, a huge army suddenly appeared.

The sound of the trumpet resounding across the battlefield woke Jutun from his bloody slime.

The enemy and the enemy on the battlefield were stunned, and the frightened and desperate faces looked extremely helpless under the reflection of the blood-colored sunset. At this time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, in the face of such a cavalry team with a high morale, no one can only be captured, and they are powerless to resist.

Murong Feng's face was expressionless and calm. It's already so, what else is there to fear. Li Hong stood behind Murong Feng with two knives in his hands, his face was terrified, and the muscles in his body were tense.

The huge cavalry began to move, began to run, began to gallop, and at last it sprang up, and with a great force of wind and thunder, like a rushing tide, surging towards it. The roar of horses' hooves shook the field, and the earth trembled.

Suddenly, Li Hong threw away his double knives, raised the handsome flag planted on the ground, and shouted: "Hoho...... Hohoo ......"

Murong Feng looked up, and the oncoming army suddenly erected his own big flag, the fiery red eagle handsome flag. Reinforcements finally arrived. The Azure tribe and the coyote tribe finally arrived at the last minute.

......The warriors were excited, they suddenly turned from despair to ecstasy, from hell to heaven, and they roared out the excitement and joy in their hearts from the bottom of their hearts, "Ho Ho ......"

The roars of the warriors resounded all over the fields of Jutun, reaching every corner of the battlefield and soaring into the sky.

The warriors of the Minotaur tribe finally collapsed. They began to flee in all directions. The imposing soldiers suddenly had infinite strength, like wild horses that had lost their reins, shouting, roaring, brandishing their swords, and chasing after them.

The cavalry army that came to the aid suddenly split in half. Part of the charge to the southwest on the battlefield. Some of them hurried to the northeast on the battlefield.

The handsome Wumeng of the coyote tribe, and the handsome handsome of the Azure tribe flew majestically and dismounted, coming to meet Murong Feng. Murong Feng was in a very good mood and waved his hand to call them up.

"Thank you for being in time."

"Marshal, you've finished the battle. Do we still have a fight? Umeng said with a laugh.

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Yes." Wumeng, didn't your team go to the battlefield of Tieao to grab credit? ”

Umeng smiled.

"There you go." Murong Feng waved his hand at Wumeng.

Wumeng gave Murong Feng a salute and flew away on his horse.

"Leopard, let's go see how the Iron Wolf is doing?" Murong Feng struggled to get up, but the pain was unbearable, and he sat down again.

Li Hong also saw that the fighting on the northwest battlefield was basically over before reinforcements arrived. A long time passed, but they didn't see their commander Iron Wolf come over to report the military situation. Li Hong was also anxious. He hurriedly made a simple stretcher with spears with a few of Murong Feng's attendants, and everyone carried Murong Feng in the direction of the northwest battlefield.

Before he had reached thirty paces, a bloodied commander had arrived. Murong Feng didn't wait for him to get off the horse, and asked, "Where is the iron wolf?" What about Gongsun Hu and Duan Song? Why didn't they come? Hurt? ”

The commander knelt on the grass, bowed his head, and did not answer for a long time. Murong Feng's heart suddenly became cold. Then he heard the other man's whimper as he tried to suppress his crying.

Li Hong's tears rushed out of his eyes irrepressibly. He ran a few paces, jumped onto the horse that the commander had ridden, and rushed to the northwest. Murong Feng heard Li Hong crying on his horse.

A person who has been closest to him since he can remember is suddenly gone.

Umon's troops quickly passed through the battlefield to the northwest.

The fighters were stunned. This is no longer a battlefield, but a bloody slaughterhouse. Nearly 10,000 corpses of soldiers and war horses were scattered on a huge patch of grass in various postures, and it was a feeling that there was no end at a glance. It was already difficult to see much green in the green grass, except for the dense corpses that were russet and coagulated blood. Countless spears, swords, and banners were abandoned on the ground, or stuck in the bones of soldiers' horses, or clutched tightly in the hands of soldiers. Thousands of horses were scattered, screaming, neighing, or bowing their heads in search of their former owners. Some horses carried dead soldiers, standing alone in the pile of corpses, as if waiting for the shouts of their masters.

The remaining soldiers lay in the pile of corpses, and they had no interest in doing anything, not even in looking up at the cavalry army that was galloping like thunder.

A shocking battlefield, a tragic battlefield, a heart-wrenching battlefield.

Umeng, the commander of the coyote tribe, suddenly turned his horse out of the line and galloped along his troops. He held his long knife aloft and shouted, "For the sake of the dead brother, hoho ......"

After seeing the battlefield in front of them, the soldiers of the coyote tribe were depressed and sad, and the pride just now slowly disappeared. The war is too cruel.

The manager's shouting drew their eyes to the past.

Umon raised his sword again and shouted, "Revenge." Hohoo ......"

The soldiers roared in unison: "Ho-ho ......, ho-ho ......"

The thunderous roar stirred up the hatred of the warriors: revenge, revenge.

The army of the coyote tribe ran faster and faster, like a long arrow off the string, approaching the battlefield in the northeast. The horn sounded continuously, telling the Black Eagle tribe to quickly get out of the frontal battlefield.

Tie Ao stood on the periphery of the battlefield and laughed: "This coyote, he is indispensable for everything. Then he turned back to the horn hand and said, "Tell Tieguo to lead his troops out of the battlefield and hurry up to rescue the brothers of the Xianya tribe." Fast! ”

Tie Guo and his subordinates have squeezed the battlefield space of the right wing of the Qiming tribe to a very narrow extent, and it is already a matter of time before they are all annihilated. Hearing the signal of support from the coyote tribe and the horn of his father to rescue the Xianyan tribe, Tie Guo scolded angrily: "What the hell, coyote." ”

"Rally ......, reassemble ......" Tie Guo opened his throat and roared loudly. The horn blew violently. The soldiers on the periphery retreated one after another, concentrating on Tieguo's banner and lined up.

The soldiers of the right wing of the Ming tribe suddenly felt the pressure go away. The Black Hawk Iron Cavalry warriors, who had been attacking the opposite side, suddenly retreated, and couldn't help but feel relieved, thinking that it was their stubborn resistance that repelled the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry. I don't know which one soldier cheered first, and then led all the soldiers, and everyone cheered.

Suddenly, the cheers disappeared as if they had been cut off with a knife. The soldiers heard the sound of a dense rush of horses, and the sound pierced their hearts like sharp swords. Suddenly, fear gripped them again. They suddenly realized that the other party had launched another powerful charge with a ferocious iron horse. Only this time, they no longer have any ability to resist, so they can only wait.

The cavalry army of the coyote tribe was killed.

Tie Guo looked at the coyote troops who pounced on the enemy army like a tide from afar, and spat fiercely, "A group of coyotes." ”

Tie Guo pinched the horse's belly hard, raised his knife and pointed forward, and roared: "Kill ......" The three hundred Black Eagle Iron Horsemen were like a black whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, roaring towards the battlefield in the distance.

Behind him, the Black Hawk Iron Horseman's charging horn sounded violently, one louder than the other.

The Battle of Jutun ended definitively after the sun went down.

The 5,000 Iron Wolf Division, which was the first to start the battle, suffered the most casualties. Although he completely annihilated the 5,000 troops of the Changlu tribe of Que Ju and captured Que Ju. It lost nearly 4,000 people. All three generals were killed.

Later, Murong Feng personally led an army of 4,000 to fight a decisive battle with the 5,000 army of the Niutou tribe. Although it was the first to take the lead, it was then caught in a bitter battle. The army of the Niutou tribe was completely annihilated, and the severely wounded Wind Crack was captured. He also lost nearly 3,000 people, and the small handsome ploughshare of the Likun tribe was killed.

The 4,000-strong army of Tieao and Houli successfully attacked the 5,000-strong army of the Qiming tribe and the 5,000-strong army of Monrizhe. The army of the Ming tribe was completely annihilated. Kill the Lord of the Ming Tribe, Mon Lizhe. However, due to the fact that the Pioneer Tooth tribe first blocked head-on, and then fought with the superior enemy, causing huge casualties, plus the loss of the Black Hawk Iron Cavalry, nearly 2,000 soldiers were also killed.

In the Battle of Jutun, Murong Feng won a tragic victory.

However, this battle changed the history of the Xianbei Kingdom and also affected the historical development of the Great Han Kingdom.