Chapter 11 The Long River Sunset Section 42 On the battlefield of the right flank, the battle was fierce. The 20,000 Qiang riders are like a wild bull surrounded by lions, and blood and death have inspired its most primitive wildness.

It roared and roared, and it rushed left and right across the vast snowy fields, its hooves flying like a fierce battle, its massive body and its long sharp horns making it difficult for the lions besieging it.

The battlefield was too big, the wind and snow were filled, and the fierce lions around them were galloping and roaring, and their sturdy bodies rose into the air from time to time, and their claws and tusks fell like raindrops, vowing to devour the long-hunted prey.

The wild bull has no way out, it can't escape, it only fights, it can only use the fight to defend its homeland, defend its survival, and defend its life.

The priest commanded the soldiers of the Hu cavalry battalion to block the frontal attack, and they fought fiercely and slowed down the speed of the Qiang cavalry. The slower the Qiang's speed, the less impact they had, and the more frantic the killings became.

Yan Rou, Jiang Wu, Lei Zi, and Mustafa each led the iron cavalry, attacked and killed from both wings, broke through with a cone-shaped battle formation, tried to tear apart the battle formation of the Qiang cavalry, and scattered, divided, and surrounded and annihilated the 20,000 Qiang cavalry.

This majestic wild bull was bitten and bruised and in pain. It ran as hard as it could, it slammed into its massive body, it tried to use the roundabout rush to widen the battlefield, to win more space for itself to fight, to kill the enemy to the greatest extent.

There were too many Qiang riders, and they hugged each other tightly, unbreakable. When the Qiang people attacked the right side violently, Yan Rou and Mustafa on the left flank of the battlefield could not resist and retreated again and again.

When the Qiang people killed to the left with thunder, Jiang Shun and Lei Zi on the right flank of the battlefield were like two fierce lions that were hit by wild bulls and flew into the air.

"Reinforcements, we need reinforcements......" Yan Rou looked at the roaring in front of him

"Wild bull", helpless, chanting continuously,

"Ask for help from the general, ask for help from the general......" The banner of the goshawk rose to the sky, looking up to the trombone under the gray sky.

The panther flag danced wildly in the wind, and there was no response, it was like the majestic and cold face of the general.

It tells the soldiers on the battlefield with its silence, attack, attack...... Death Battle......

"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet......" Yan Rou shook her head, raised her halberd violently, and shouted wildly,

"Left and right flanking...... Left and right flanking ...... Tear open the enemy's ranks, tear it apart......"

The horn of "Woo Woo ......" shook the sky and resounded through the snowfield. Yan Rou and Mustafa led the army to pounce from the left flank, and Jiang Wu and Lei Zi led the army to pounce from the right flank.

The four armies are like four red-eyed lions, and then regardless of their own safety, they kill Qiang in the middle of the belly.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew. The Han army flanked on both flanks, completely disregarding life and death, and attacked at all costs, quickly turning the situation around, and the speed of the Qiang people became slower and slower.

On the battlefield, whoever loses speed first means death, Hongri categorically ordered,

"Attack forward, keep moving forward, kill ...... Kill ......" The horn of the Qiang people sounded in the terrible cold wind, with fearlessness in the desolation, with determination in the majesty, and with the indomitable will to rush to the sky in the passion.

"Killing ......" Qiang riding is like an avalanche in a mountain, roaring all the way, roaring all the way,

"Booming ......" momentum is like a rainbow, rolling up the sky full of snow and mist, pouring mountains and seas, and leaking down. If the Qiang people are allowed to rush through the blockade, the Tianzi battalion in the center of the rear will bear the brunt, and the Tiger Ben Yulin soldiers will be torn apart and quickly collapse under the overwhelming attack of the Qiang people.

"Sharp...... Sharp array...... "Sacrificial Blade brandished his spear and galloped in front of the array,

"Brothers, line up, sharp and resist......" The soldiers of the Hu cavalry battalion beat their horses like flying, and under the command of the horn and the command flag, they formed a sharp giant at the fastest speed

"Cluster of arrows". Sharp is the cluster of arrows, and the cluster of arrows is the core of the enemy formation that is nailed into the enemy by speed. If the cone-shaped battle formation is smashed into the enemy formation like a tenon, then the sharp battle formation is nailed into the battle formation like a cluster of arrows, and it needs speed, which is the ultimate speed.

The Hu Cavalry Battalion used to be the Black Panther Righteous Servant Battalion of the Great General, and with the passage of time, the Black Panther Righteous Servants who had followed the Great General to fight the world slowly grew old, and they left the military camp and returned to their hometown.

In their place are the fiercest warriors of the Hu tribe in the desert, the descendants of the old righteous servants, who have inherited the loyalty and bravery of the black panther righteous servants, and they are still the strongest iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty.

The Qiang cavalry got closer and closer, the vibration of the snow field became more and more intense, and the huge roar and the clouds of snow and fog that rose in the air quickly covered half of the battlefield, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

"Blowing the trumpet ......" the sacrificial front raised his head to the sky and roared,

"Kill, kill, kill......"

"Kill, ......" The war horse neighed, the battle flag flew, the spear pointed forward, and the Han army's iron cavalry roared like a hurricane rising from the ground.

"Accelerate...... Accelerate ......" Sacrifice Feng lay on his horse's back, screaming and roaring incessantly against the icy cold wind, hoarse and exhausted, as if crazy.

The horses were getting faster and faster, and gradually their hooves were flying into the air, on the white snow

"Flying" up. In a short instant, all the horses of the Hu cavalry battalion

"Flying", the soldiers are like heavenly soldiers, riding heavenly horses galloping in the clouds. The distance between the two sides is close at hand.

"Ho ho ......" Sacrificial Feng suddenly sat up straight, raised his spear forward, and shouted wildly,

"Ho Ho ......"

"Hoho ......" the soldiers echoed in unison, and the sound shook the sky,

"Ho Ho ......"

There was a loud bang of "boom...... the two armies met, and the sound of the collision suddenly exploded, and the sky trembled. The Han army was like a giant crossbow arrow, tearing through the solid battle shield, penetrating the solid city wall, and nailing into the majestic body of the Qiang cavalry.

The wild bull howled miserably, and in an instant blood was pouring out. Its huge body dragged four fierce lions to run wildly, it wanted to get rid of the bite of the fierce lions with its speed, and it wanted to kill the oncoming panther with its sharpest horns.

But the panther was so fast, as fast as lightning, so fast that it didn't have time to react, and it felt black in front of its eyes, and a sharp pain immediately spread throughout its body.

The panther's bloody jaw bit the wild bull's throat between the lightning and flint. Suddenly, its claws tore open the bull's chest and abdomen, and it reached in and grabbed the bull's internal organs.

The spear of the sacrificial blade roared, devouring life one after another. The soldiers of the Hu cavalry battalion slashed and slaughtered wantonly, and the bloody severed limbs and stumps cried in the wind and snow.

No one in the world can be the sharpness of the Panther.

"...... to the right ...... to the right" Hongri decisively ordered the army to change direction, break through the middle of the Han army to the right, and join the army of Linghu and Tietou.

In this way, the middle army of the Han army was divided and surrounded, and the battle was still in hand. No matter how desperately the Han people worked, no matter how brave and good the Han army on the right flank was, this was a counterattack before death, and it could not change the fate of defeat.

The wild bull howled in the sky and suddenly turned to gallop. If this wild bull rendezvous with his herd, even with the bravery of a lion and the ferocity of a panther, what can he do?

The people of Xiliang suffered from the enemy on their backs. Originally, Mustafa's Changshui camp had been protecting their flanks, but in order to surround the main force of the Qiang people and trap this crazy wild bull, Yan Rou pulled the Changshui camp out.

He commanded the main iron cavalry to carry out a two-wing attack on the Qiang people, intending to cut off the Qiang cavalry army and split the crazy wild bull in two.

But the purpose of the Qiang people is very clear, they are to use their speed to break up the right flank of the Han army, force the middle army of the Han army to lose protection, and then turn to attack the middle of the Han army, and the left wing of the Qiang cavalry on both sides, encircle and annihilate the middle of the Han army, and finally control the battlefield initiative, completely defeat the Han army.

This wild bull was too big, too fierce, too fierce, and the strength of the Han army's right flank on the battlefield obviously had no advantage, and it could neither surround it nor block it.

Although the Han army tried its best to chase and intercept it on all sides at any cost, although several fierce lions pounced on it at the same time and tore it wantonly, although the black panther bit its vital point, this wild bull was still extremely fierce, with blood stains all over its body rushed left and right to kill, like an invincible storm in the earth-shattering thunder rushed out of the encirclement, killing the Xiliang people.

Yang Qiu looked at the snow and mist rolling from afar, and at the Qiang rider who roared like a flood, trembling all over his body, and his blood was boiling.

Kill, although you are broken today, you must also kill heartily. He raised his fists in the air and shouted,

"Drumming...... Death Battle...... The warriors of Xiliang, kill, kill, kill, ......" The war drums are like thunder, the sound of killing is like thunder, and the people of Xiliang are in dense formation, ready for battle, and they are not afraid.

There is no way back today, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty are fighting bloodily, and the Xihai battlefield is like a raging storm, and the Xiliang people are the center of the storm.

There is no way back, there is no way out. Whether it is the center of the storm or the edge of the storm, it is a dead end.

Cheng Yi held high the battle flag of the Han Dynasty and galloped wildly in front of the battle. The battle flag in his hand had been on it for a long time, it was stained with blood, and the arrows were full of holes and tattered.

This is twenty years ago, it was also winter, and it was also a day when the wind and snow were howling, and the battle flags raised by Bian Zhang, Han Sui, Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou on the bank of the Yellow River.

The people of Xiliang followed this battle flag for twenty years, twenty years...... Cheng Yi looked up at the sky, the snowflakes were dancing, the north wind was howling, he seemed to have returned to twenty years ago, to that exciting moment twenty years ago.

For the sake of Xijiang and the survival of the Xiliang people, countless people have fallen, and the living people have gray sideburns, but the fighting has never stopped.

Old Side, Text, Stone ...... Open your eyes, look at the West Sea, see the decisive battle you dream of, listen to the war drums and horns on this snowfield, the people of Xiliang are still fighting, still fighting, and still fighting for this banner.

We are going to win, we can take the heads of the Qiang people and go back to sacrifice the dead souls, we are victorious...... Cheng Yi's heart trembled, and tears couldn't help but flow down and fall onto his gray beard.

Today's battle will not stop.

"Fight to the death...... Today's ...... of Death Battle" The hoarse cry spread throughout the battle array with the howling north wind,

"Children, follow this banner, fight to the death, fight to the death......"

"The Great Han ......" Cheng Yi waved the battle flag, facing the battle array, facing thousands of soldiers, shouting loudly,

"Dahan...... Tianwei ......"

"Great Han ......" Xiliang raised his weapon and roared out with all his strength,

The thunderous roar of the "Great Han ......" soared into the sky, like a landslide and the ground cracked, and exploded violently.

"Release the ......" Cheng Yin's war knife was swung down, and dozens of ballistas were fired at the same time, and the arrows were like locusts.

"Release, release ......" ordered the flag to wave, the strong archers in the battle formation shot rapidly, and the long arrows roared into the sky.

The Qiang fell one and another, but there was no weapon to hinder them, and they rushed through the arrows, and they roared into battle.

The people of Xiliang rose up with flesh and blood to resist. The great shields were torn apart in the fierce impact, spears pierced into the galloping horses, and the corpses of the Qiang people flew in the sky.

The blood of the Xiliang people sprayed in front of the battle array, and in an instant, the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river. The first burst was destroyed in an instant.

The iron cavalry of the Qiang trampled over the corpse and killed the second formation. Shields, spears, arrows, knives and axes, the weapons of the Xiliang people are like a raging storm, slashing and slashing bravely against the Qiang horses, no one retreats, no one is afraid, and kills ...... The people of Xiliang are the shields, the people of the Xiliang are the spears, and the people of the Xiliang are the swords, swearing to fight to the death.

The iron cavalry of the Qiang people rushed through the second formation, and then killed the third formation. Cheng Yin pulled off his battle helmet, held the knife in both hands, stared at the blood-red eyes, and raised his head and shouted,

"Brothers, fight to the death today, kill, kill, kill......" The Qiang people's war horses smashed into the shield array, knocked the spearmen away, and crashed into the battle array with several spears inserted into their bodies.

Cheng Yin jumped into the air, his sword was like a rainbow, and in the mournful cry of the Qiang people, he chopped off his head. The Qiang riders swarmed in, and Cheng Yin roared angrily, cutting off several horses' legs and chopping over three Qiang pawns.

A spear shot like lightning, Cheng Yin couldn't dodge, let the spear pierce his chest and abdomen, and then plunged a knife into the belly of the oncoming war horse.

Cheng Yin flew up, he was rolling in the air, he saw Yan Rou's battle flag flying in the middle of the enemy formation, he saw Jiang Wu and Lei Zi's Ula Iron Cavalry getting closer and closer to Mustafa's Changshui camp, he saw that the Hu cavalry battalion of the Sacrifice Feng was struggling to fight, and it was gradually approaching the Qiang cavalry's Chinese battle formation.

Cheng Yin's body began to fall, he tried his best to look at the rear, he saw the battle flag of the Son of Heaven, the black panther battle flag, and the goshawk banner that was rising in this formation.

The people of Xiliang have asked for help, the general is coming, we will win, we will return triumphantly...... Cheng Yin fell heavily to the ground, and the blood was dyed red with snow in an instant.

He exhaled weakly, slowly closed his eyes, and the flying snowflakes gently covered his cheeks.

"Order Pang De and Ma Chao to immediately enter the right-wing battlefield after all the Qiang cavalry is annihilated." Li Hong's expression was calm, and he slowly put on his battle helmet,

"Tell them to cooperate with Yan Rou and Mustafa, attack and kill the enemy's cavalry, divide the Qiang people, and encircle and annihilate the Qiang people."

"Then tell the three adults, Lu Yi, Wei Jun, and Nie Xiao, to surround and kill Linghu's Qiang army at all costs, drag them on the left flank battlefield, and be sure to prevent them from breaking through the main force of the Xiliang army to join Hongri." Li Hong picked up the spear, turned his head to look at Xiao Tianzi, and smiled slightly,

"If the minister's battle flag does not fall, the Son of Heaven battalion is not allowed to attack." Xiao Tianzi wanted to say something, but in the face of the general's murderous eyes, he was scared again, and nodded honestly again and again.

Jia Xu, Duan Xuan, Zhang Xiao, Fu Gan, Jiang Ji and others looked at the general nervously, and no one dared to dissuade them.

"If the minister dies in battle, the army will be under the command of General Kojiyi, if it ......" Li Hong looked up at the battlefield on the left flank, he wanted to find Koji's battle flag, but the wind and snow were too big for him to see the battlefield clearly,

"If General Koji Yi is also killed in battle, then General Yan Rou will be the commander of the army, if ......"

"General...... Jia Xu's eyes were slightly red, and he bowed down and pleaded,

"General, let me rescue the Xiliang Army." Li Hong shook his head and continued,

"If General Yan Rou is also killed, the army will be under the command of General Jade. Remember, from this moment on, the West Sea is the territory of the Han Dynasty, and it has been the territory of the Han Dynasty for generations. Jia Xu bowed again and bowed down to receive the order.

Enlightenment came galloping with an iron horse,

"General, five hundred iron cavalry have been assembled." Li Hong's gaze turned to arbitrary.

"General, the hundred soldiers of the personal guard are willing to live and die with the general." Arbitrarily raised his right arm and shouted loudly,

"Blow the trumpet, line up, attack......" Li Hong turned the horse's head and beat the horse slowly, suddenly, he remembered something and looked back at Li Xiu.

Lee so-hyun wanted to cry, she wanted to cry, but she knew she shouldn't cry now. Holding back her tears, she looked at her father, who was drifting away, and suddenly drew her long sword and screamed hoarsely,

"Daddy...... Fight to the death, fight to the death......" Li Xiu cried, tears gushing out. Li Hong nodded, turned around suddenly, tapped the spear on the horse's belly, and shouted,

"Brothers, go, kill with me......" The six hundred horsemen cheered in unison, held high the battle flag, and roared away.

Xiao Tianzi's blood surged, and he suddenly felt extremely lost and extremely afraid. He couldn't help but slap his horse and chase out, raising his arms at the back of the general and shouting: "General......"

"General ......" Yan Ba, Zhao Tong, Li Xin, Pang Hui and others were also very excited, and shouted behind Xiao Tianzi, as if they wanted to completely vent the worship in their hearts in this earth-shattering roar.

"General......" The soldiers of the Tiger Feather Forest looked at the black panther battle flag that was gradually moving away, remembering the iron-blooded years when they had followed this banner to fight, and they could no longer suppress the surging tide and shouted in unison.

The roar was like a burst of thunder, as the howling north wind swept across the battlefield, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, shaking the West Sea.

Yang Qiu saw the galloping reinforcements and saw the black panther battle flag dancing wildly in the wind, he excitedly raised his hands and roared wildly,

"The general is coming, the general is coming......"

"Drumming, drumming......" Yang Qiu was like crazy, flew up and jumped on the war horse, and galloped all the way along the battle array.

"The great general is coming, the great general is coming, fighting to the death...... Death ......" earth-shattering drums and a roar like a landslide shook the entire battlefield.

The soldiers of the Han army who were fighting raised their heads, they saw the black panther battle flag, and saw this invincible battle flag that led them to conquer the world.

"The Great General is here...... Kill, kill, kill ......" The soldiers were excited, and thunderous cheers resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Qiang people were shocked, and fear suddenly surged into their hearts, shattering their belief in victory.

Leopards, the world-famous leopards, their opponents are leopards.

"Quick, attack, attack forward, break through the enemy formation, break through the enemy formation......" Hongri shouted, hysterical, with intense panic and uneasiness in his voice,

"Kill the past ......" The Qiang people attacked the tenth formation of the Xiliang army, which was only less than a hundred paces away from the Xiliang army.

At this time, they could already see the figure of another Qiang cavalry army fighting on the left flank battlefield. The horns of the Qiang people came and went, and the two armies echoed each other from afar, and the fighting spirit suddenly rose.

The Qiang army on the battlefield on the left flank had been completely divided by the Han army at this time, one was besieged by Wei Jun, and the other was besieged by Nie Xiao and the Xiliang army.

Although they are still fighting tenaciously, and they still want to break through the resistance of the Xiliang army to join the main force, they are already more than capable of strength.

The general personally killed the battlefield, indicating that the Han army had thrown all the last troops in, and the final decisive battle began, who won or lost, at this moment.

"Ask for help, quickly ask for help from Hongri, meet quickly, meet quickly......" Linghu was angry, waved his arms again and again, and screamed wildly with all his strength.

At this moment, only by meeting as soon as possible and rebuilding morale can the battle situation be maintained with half of the chance of victory, otherwise, it is very likely that the entire army will be annihilated.

"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, strive forward, attack and kill ......" Cheng Yi stood under the battle flag of the Xiliang Army, his eyes were blazing and looking at the Qiang cavalry ahead, his face was calm, and his eyes were full of determination.

Whether this battle can achieve a final victory depends on whether the Xiliang people can block the rendezvous of the Qiang people. The battle flag danced wildly in the wind, roaring angrily, as if all the souls of Xiliang who had died in battle had gathered in the past twenty years.

They stand behind the Xiliang people and give them tenacity and perseverance and indomitable courage.

"Boom......" The Qiang people rushed through the tenth formation, and the iron cavalry rushed to the face with a stream of blood.

"Children, follow me, kill ......" Cheng Yi rode a horse with fifty guards, roaring and killing.

Li Hong swept in with six hundred soldiers like a hurricane, and in the deafening cheers of the Xiliang people, they slammed into the enemy line like arrows off the string.

Although the Qiang people had been prepared, they still had no power to fight back in the face of leopards and the elite of the Han Dynasty.

The Han cavalry spread out in a goose marching formation, two rows in front and back, and strong hand shields blocked the Qiang people's shots, and none of them were damaged.

The Han cavalry approached the Qiang cavalry fifty paces, and six hundred soldiers raised their crossbows at the same time, and three thousand crossbow arrows roared out, killing all the Qiang people in the forefront in an instant.

The Qiang people attacked the front army and turned their horses and retreated, but the Qiang cavalry behind them was hurrying forward, and the two sides collided together, and the battle formation was immediately chaotic.

Li Hong and six hundred soldiers were killed, swords and guns were fired, and the Qiang people were killed so that ghosts cried wolves and fled. But there were too many Qiang, and the follow-up army, under the command of Hongri, attacked in whole teams.

Li Hong and the six hundred soldiers quickly lost their speed, and they retreated step by step under the fierce counterattack of the Qiang people.

However, Hongri's main Qiang cavalry also lost its speed, and due to Li Hong's sharp blow, the Qiang people attacked the front army with heavy casualties and corpses, and the Qiang cavalry had to stop.

The enraged wild bull stopped, its power plummeting, and the ferocious panther and lion began to open their bloody jaws, swinging their sharp claws and attacking with wanton.

The wild bull roared in the sky, dying and loeping. The two armies of Yan Rou and Mustafa were like crashing into a solid wooden fence.

They also lost their speed, and they got into a bitter battle with the Qiang. Jiang Wu and Lei Zi's army was counterattacked by the Qiang.

Although they had already seen Yan Rou's battle flag and heard the horn of the Changshui camp, they just couldn't attack it.

Without speed, the fight between the horsemen is like the foot soldiers, entangled with each other, and even both roll down to the horse, all relying on martial arts to win.

No one can quit. Whoever withdraws, who distances himself, will have to pay with his life. The soldiers of the Hu cavalry battalion of the sacrifice were blocked at a distance of two hundred steps from the Qiang cavalry army, and their speed became slower and slower, and finally they had to change from the sharp battle formation to the Fangyuan battle array, forming a formation to protect themselves, and fighting to the death with the Qiang people.

He can only wait for the final blow launched by the Tiger Feather Forest Battalion, only by relying on this final blow, the stalemate on the battlefield can be broken, and the Han army can re-tear apart the battle formation of the Qiang people, expand the battlefield space, and let the iron cavalry gain valuable speed.

The sound ......of the horns on the battlefield suddenly became dense, and various tones were intertwined and chaotic.

At the same time, all kinds of flags are also dancing in the wind, and the colorful flags are particularly eye-catching on this silver battlefield.

Hongri asked Linghu to break through the resistance of the Xiliang army at any cost, rendezvous with him as soon as possible, and the two armies attacked in coordination, so that the main army could quickly defeat the Han army in the middle and left.

Yan Rou, Jiang Wu, and Sai Feng simultaneously appealed to the Chinese army for help, begging the Tiger Feather Forest Battalion to attack immediately, so as to tear apart the enemy formation and allow the various armies to regain their attack speed.

The little genius was impatient, and urged again and again,

"Quick, quick, attack, attack......" Jia Xu didn't move, he was like an ice sculpture, covered with snowflakes, and there was no sound.

"Lord Jia......" Duan Xuan shouted softly,

"Isn't it time for us to strike?"

"Pang De and Ma Chao's iron cavalry is galloping on the right flank battlefield, and we haven't yet reached the time to attack." Fu Gan looked at the panther battle flag on the battlefield in the middle lane, and said lightly,

"The Great General will give us the order to attack."

The horn of the "woo woo ......" charge rose into the sky, the snow field shook violently, and the iron horses of Pang De and Ma Chao appeared.

They shouted loudly, and slaughtered the battlefield on the right flank with overwhelming momentum, blocking the waist and slashing at the main force of the Qiang cavalry.

The army of Qiang cavalry, which had lost its speed, was like a dying wild bull, desperately watching a galloping male lion roar and kill.

"Boom" There was a loud bang, and the Han army'......s iron cavalry killed it. The Qiang people were terrified and scattered.

Pang De and Ma Chao were like bamboos, and in a short period of time, they tore through the last obstacle between Yan Rou and Jiang Wu.

The Han army thundered with joy, Yan Rou, Mustafa, Jiang Wu, and Lei Zi ordered in succession, and the four armies quickly got out of the predicament, like a dragon out of the water, soaring into the sky, and surrounded and killed.

"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, tell the general, we surround the Qiang people, surround them......" Hongri and Linghu Soul flew into the sky, and the two almost unanimously attacked with the overseer, hoping to break through the resistance of the Xiliang army at the last moment and meet in one place.

Now that the Iron Head has been defeated and the Han army has more troops to invest in the battlefield on the right flank, the remaining half-percent chance of victory has disappeared.

If the two armies can meet, they can successfully break through, and if the two armies are divided and surrounded, they will face the fate of total annihilation.

Breakthrough and rendezvous have become the only way for the Qiang people to survive. The rapidly changing battle situation sent the Qiang people to a desperate situation in a blink of an eye.

The Qiang people went crazy, completely lost their minds, and attacked desperately. Linghu personally supervised the battle, commanded the army to break through continuously, and directly killed the Xiliang Central Army.

Yang Qiu took the Xiliang people to struggle. Hongri also killed the front line, and the Qiang people rushed up like a tide.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat......" Li Hong was covered in blood, spears flew up and down, and those who blocked were invincible. Arbitrarily take the guards around and kill left and right.

Xie Wu commanded the soldiers to fight and retreat. Chengyi's war horse was injured and fell to the ground with a bang. Li Hong was shocked and rushed forward.

Arbitrariness, enlightenment, recklessness, forge ahead, and try to protect the general. Cheng Yi couldn't get up, his leg was broken, and he couldn't move.

"Hurry up, hurry up......" Li Hong struggled to block the enemy horseman, shouting at him.

"General, leave me alone, withdraw, you guys quickly ......" Cheng Yi laughed miserably and waved his hand weakly,

"Hurry......" Li Hong was about to speak, the spears and arrows of the Qiang people roared, and the war horse was hit by several arrows, and two spears pierced into the abdomen, neighing and falling down.

Li Hong was furious, soared into the air, roared with a spear, and killed three people in a row. The guards swarmed up and held off the enemy.

Li Hongsan rushed to Cheng Yi in two steps, struggled to carry him up, and ran wildly.

"Let's go, let's go...... "Arbitrarily wait for Pegasus to retreat. One of the guards reached out and grabbed Cheng Yi, pulled him to the horse, and galloped away.

Li Hong was about to jump on any war horse when he heard a scream from behind him. Li Hong's spear was stationed, and he rose into the air again, leaving alone behind the formation, protecting Xie Wu to the death.

The arrow pierced the lower abdomen, the blood flowed like a note, and he was dying. Li Hong dragged Xie Wu backwards on the snow with one hand, holding a gun in the other, and fought hard to kill.

Arbitrarily and a group of guards turned their horses back again, fighting heartily. At this moment, the horn of the earth-shattering sky sounded throughout the battlefield, the main force of the Qiang cavalry was divided, they were split in two, and the wild bull finally fell to the ground.

"Broken flag......" Li Hong looked back and shouted,

"Broken Flag ......"

The flag bearer of the "Broken Flag ......" raised the black panther battle flag high, and a Yulin guard picked up his war knife and chopped it down with a knife, and the big flag fell down.

The panther banner fell. The Qiang people were stunned, they were ecstatic, they cried out,

"The leopard is dead, the leopard is dead......" The Han soldiers were stunned, they were completely stunned. Their minds went blank, the general died......

The war drums of "Dong Dong Dong ......" shook the sky and shook the West Sea. The battle flag of the Son of Heaven suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the battle flag of the Son of Heaven was the battle flag of the Son of Heaven of the Great Han.

"Dahan...... Long live ......" Li Hong plunged a shot into the enemy's chest and roared wildly,

"Long live the Son of Heaven......" The soldiers of the Han army suddenly woke up, at this moment, the soldiers of the Han army raised their weapons and shouted wildly,

"Hooray......

"Son of Heaven...... Hooray......" jumped to