The sky over Jutun was filled with the sound of bull horns one after another. Long, short, rapid, melodious, low, high, all kinds of voices are intertwined, showing the tension and busyness before the big war.

Dense cavalry began to appear on the hill southeast of Jutun, and they marched nervously and orderly through the tall and dense woods. From a distance, it looks like small insects wriggling under the green leaves, and more like the green grass on the grassland being blown by a light breeze, bringing up a circle of rippling waves, spreading around.

Murong Feng's army finally appeared on the horizon. The tall fiery red eagle handsome flag is fluttering in the wind, and countless colorful and colorful flags surround it. Then a long line of giant cavalry slowly walked out of the sky.

Iron Wolf, Gongsun Hu, and Duan Song looked solemn, and the three of them looked at the inconspicuous hill in the distance at the same time in different positions. How did Que Ju use to hide so many troops here without being discovered? They ignored, and so did the scout scouts. Murong Feng was right, people make mistakes. Scouts are ordinary soldiers, they are not battlefield commanders, and it is impossible to reconnoiter everything one by one. In areas where the enemy is concentrated, no one has the ability to go inside the enemy army to find out the enemy's situation. But the commander's mental neglect can lead to their intuition that the area is safe. The results were catastrophic. Then they heard the familiar and distant sound of the drums.

"It's Lord Wind Ripper of the Minotaur Tribe."

Iron Wolf and Gongsun Hu were very familiar with this drum sound. They used to charge into battle to the beat of the drum. Lord Wind Crack is a hardcore friend of the handsome.

The two of them suddenly became ecstatic in their hearts, Da Shuai and Lord Feng Crack joined forces, how many opponents are there in this Xianbei world?

Murong Feng was very painful. From a distance, he heard the sound of cowhide drums peculiar to the Niutou tribe. Among the Xianbei tribe, only the Niutou tribe commanded with horns and drums at the same time. Because the wind cracks like. He learned it in the course of his war with the Han people. Wind Crack has wisdom and cleverness. King Tan Shihuai praised him more than once in public. He was one of the few people Murong Feng had confidants in his life. They are good friends.

Murong Feng didn't know why Feng Crack betrayed him? He couldn't find a reason. Although he told Li Hong that Feng Crack and Que Ju were relatives, he understood that he was deceiving himself. The wind cracks and is arrogant. This is the fundamental reason why Wind Crack cannot be trusted by Tanshi Huai. After Tanshihuai defeated the Xiongnu, there was a fierce conflict with Feng Crack over whether to attack the Ding Ling tribe in the north. The wind crack is full of arrogance, and he doesn't drag the sandalwood at all, and he is not disrespectful. Tanshi Huai was furious, drove him back to the Niutou tribe more than 2,000 miles away, and swore that he would never use it. But Sandalwood was wrong. The first attack on the Ding Ling was defeated. Although later, under the careful planning of Murong Feng, Luoluo and others, they defeated the Ding Ling clan for the second time, but this was a very wimpy thing in Tanshi Huai's life. Both of them are arrogant people, so they have a deep feud.

Thinking of his good friend who used to gallop on the field with him, but now he has become an opponent, he can't help but feel sad. Just three days ago, he considered Wind Crack to be his lifelong friend. If it weren't for the leopard's casual revelation of the loopholes of their conspirators, which allowed him to deduce the betrayal of the Wind Split, he would have suffered the fate of the bull running in the bull field for the second time: the sudden betrayal of his subordinates, the defection of his troops, and the annihilation of the army.

The cavalry on the hill poured like a tidal wave to the foot of the hill.

Riding on his horse, Stormcrack commanded the trumpeter: "Blow all the horns and tell him that your good friend Stormcrack is coming." ”

Murong Feng looked at the Niutou tribe army two miles away, listening to the information they transmitted, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily. Good friends. He sighed from his heart.

"Great handsome......" Li Hong suddenly shouted loudly in his ear, "All the departments are waiting for your order!" ”

Murong Feng stabilized his emotions for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him who was full of vitality, and a trace of warmth welled up in his heart. It was this idiot boy's unintentional words that saved himself and saved thousands of soldiers who followed him.

Murong Feng pointed to Shuai Qi and said to Li Hong: "Take it." Li Hong didn't know what the marshal was going to do, but he still resolutely took over the banner from the flag bearer.

Murong Feng turned around and ordered the herald: "Immediately notify Tie Ao as quickly as possible, and the two marshals behind him, Feng Crack is the enemy." It is possible that the troops of Helian will pounce from the direction of Bark Creek and tell them to set up a formation with their backs to the south of Jutun. Even if my banner falls, don't send a single soldier to help. ”

The heralds saluted, beat their horses, and went away.

Murong Feng immediately ordered the horn soldiers: "Tell the iron wolf, Gongsun Hu, tell them to persevere." ”

Then he pointed to the three heralds and said, "Go find Iron Wolf or any of the three of them, and tell them that Wind Crack is the enemy and there are no reinforcements to help him." Let them hold back the army of the Changlu tribe. Even if they all die in battle, don't let the soldiers of the Changlu tribe enter the battlefield in the southwest. ”

The three soldiers saluted, each sat down with a whip, and rushed to the northwestern battlefield like three arrows.

"Leopard, hold high the banner and come with me." Murong Feng whipped his horse fiercely, rode out of the column, and ran along the cavalry line lined up in a column towards the left flank of the army. Li Hong held high the banner and followed closely behind him.

Xiao Shuai, the fowl friend of the Dead Mountain Tribe, and Fei and Xiao Shuai of the Sumu tribe stood at the front of the left flank of the army, facing Murong Feng who was running over, shouting while saluting; "Dashuai."

"The wind crack of the Minotaur tribe has betrayed. Immediately begin the decisive battle, and you lead the charge of the left flank. The fowl almost suspected that they had misheard. But seeing the undoubting look on the face of the big handsome, the two hurriedly agreed, and each ran towards his own troops.

After Murong Feng finished speaking, he immediately turned his horse's head and flew towards the right flank troops. The ploughshare of the Likun tribe and the hustle and bustle of the West Wolf tribe greeted them.

"The Wind Rift of the Minotaur is our enemy. When the decisive battle begins, you lead your troops to charge on the right flank. ”

"Yes, Marshal." The two men immediately turned their horses around and ran back to their troops.

Murong Feng turned around again, beat his horse and galloped in front of the formation. Li Hong landed a foot behind his horse and followed closely. Due to the speed of the horse, the resistance of the banner is very high, and it takes all the strength of the whole body to lift it. He knew that this was the marshal using his handsome flag, telling the soldiers in the back that the marshal was arranging the troops and the battle was about to start.

Murong Feng jerked out his battle knife.

He raised his sword high on his horse with all his strength, and while galloping his horse, he shouted at the faces that looked at him, "Hoho......"

The soldiers next to him heard the battle cry shouted by the commander before the charge, and immediately raised their weapons and responded in unison: "Hoho ......"

Murong Feng suddenly tightened the reins of the horse and stopped the galloping war horse. The horse could not stop its steps, so it had to stand up with its whole body, and its two front legs were still bent in mid-air, as if it was about to leap away in the void. Angry neighing resounded across the plain with the high heads of the horses. Murong Feng followed the horse's momentum, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air. He raised his sword again and shouted: "Hoho......"

More soldiers heard the commander's shout, and more soldiers raised their weapons and shouted with the commander: "Hoho......"

Murong Feng rode and stood in place, facing his warriors, waving the war knife in his hand, and the anger and affection in his heart burst out with a shout: "Whew...... Ho ......"

All the soldiers, including the soldiers in the last row, had already heard the call, and their expressions were excited, their blood was boiling, and they raised their weapons with all their strength, and let out a roar that shook the earth: "Hoho......"

Murong Feng turned his horse's head and raised his sword forward, "Soldiers, kill ......"

A dozen hornmen standing behind him blew the horn of the charge at the same time.

"Woo......, woo......"

Four thousand soldiers, fifty in each platoon, eighty in rows, were like a piece of solid iron. Driven by Murong Feng, this huge iron lined up and began to move slowly.

Some of the five thousand troops of the Wind Crack are still on the mountain. About 3,000 troops were already in good formation at the foot of the mountain. The troops on the mountain were rapidly concentrating down the mountain in a steady stream.

"My lord, the front army, the middle army, and the left army are all in place. The right army is rapidly massing. The rear army is still in the mountains. ”

Wind Crack scolded impatiently, "Bastard, hurry up, hurry up. ”

Murong Feng was very unusually not responding to him, which made him feel a little uneasy. Could it be that Murong Feng saw through the plan? Wind crack thought it was impossible. All the plans were arranged by him, and there was absolutely no room for error.

"What if something goes wrong? What if Murong Feng saw through it? My plan worked perfectly, and now it's all rolled out, and there's no possibility of changing it. This humble world has changed beyond recognition. Wind Crack cried out almost frantically, "Come on, come on, kill me!" ”

The subordinates standing around him all looked gloomy, wondering how their adults could suddenly become like this. Wasn't it okay yesterday?

"Leave me alone, go and do your business. I'm going to die. I'm happy, I'm happy, so I'm crazy. Dashuai is invincible in the world. No one on the battlefield is an opponent of the great commander. We're all going to die, we're all going to die! The wind cracked and screamed hoarsely.

An earth-shattering roar suddenly came from Murong Feng's army. The roar rushed into the sky, like thunder, and shook all the living beings in the whole of the Pony.

Iron Wolf and his subordinates knew that Murong Feng's army was about to be launched, and everyone couldn't help but be excited, and all of them suddenly seemed to have added infinite strength. The iron wolf raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, reinforcements are coming, kill." ”

Although the soldiers of the Changlu tribe were panicked, since their commander did not issue an order to retreat, they had no choice but to fight to the end and never give up.

Gongsun Hu had already been hit by two long arrows in his body, but he couldn't stop, all around him were enemies, and the slightest negligence was a worry for his life. Duan Song in the distance had also been knocked off his horse, he struggled to block an arrow shot by the enemy, and shouted to Gongsun Hu: "Tiger, the commander has begun to attack." ”

Gongsun Hu heard a thunderous roar in the distance. He shouted excitedly, "Hold on, hold on." Stand for help, stand for help. ”

Although Duan Song and his troops had already eliminated the enemy in the inner ring, they themselves had suffered serious damage, and only more than 700 people remained. And the enemy still has 12,300 men. Everyone wants to eat the other, so there is only attrition and attrition until one of them is drastically reduced in numbers enough to resist.

Wind Crack was awakened by the muffled thunder. He immediately stopped his frantic performance and returned to his usual calm and composure.

"Order the troops to accelerate their build-up. The front army moved forward a hundred paces. ”

"Marshal, Murong Feng's army has already started." One of the commanders, who had been observing the movements of the enemy's army, suddenly turned back to the wind crack and exclaimed, "Oh my God, he's coming at us." ”

The wind cracked his head and pointed to the horn soldier and said, "Blow the rallying cry and prepare to charge." ”