When Li Hong heard the alarm horn sounding rapidly and violently, he immediately stopped his horse and looked back to the north.

Chu Feiyan arrived, and on the white horizon, a gray and yellow tide rushed over. The sound of war drums was earth-shattering, low and shocking.

He looked ahead of him again, it was dense, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, all of them were Yellow Turban Army. Now it is necessary to tear through the defense of Yang Feng's troops, cut off his outflanking troops, and cut off the idea of their encirclement. As long as Yang Feng's troops are defeated, this battlefield will be the world of Fengyun Iron Cavalry, and they can gallop vertically and horizontally.

"Order Lord Yan's troops, Lord Yu's troops to reorganize the cone-shaped queue, take the black panther righteous servant as the cone, and launch the final blow, the final blow."

Li Hong roared loudly and galloped on his horse.

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Zhang Niujiao's expression was calm, looking at the Yellow Turban Army surging up like a tide from the north, and the murderous aura in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Yang Feng roared excitedly, galloped wildly, raised his gun and shouted: "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming...... kill ...... Ah......h

Then he saw the enemy riding towards the panther banner in the center with the sound of a long horn. Yang Feng's face changed greatly, and he reacted immediately, and roared with all his strength while galloping his horse:

"Rush up...... Stay close to enemy riders...... Stay close to enemy riders...... Don't let the enemy rush up......"

"Brothers, kill me with me......"

When the soldiers saw the commander personally come forward to supervise the battle, their morale was greatly boosted, and there was an earth-shattering roar on the battlefield: "Kill ......"

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Lou Lu was a young man in his twenties, tall and strong, with a beard like a steel needle at a young age. His father, King Blackling, did not want him to come, so he ran out alone. Nanlou had no choice but to let him lead the army south. He's going to war. He is in his twenties, and he is also a good man in Baishan, but he has never fought any battles, so he has been unknown. Wherever the leopard goes, there will be wars, and after him, there will be wars. So he came running in high spirits. The first battle was against more than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army, which he couldn't even think of. Happy, fighting this kind of big war, happy. Wherever he goes in the future, everyone will look at him with envy and adoration. He participated in the bloody battle of more than 100,000 people.

Praise. Li Hong could only admire. The Hu warriors seemed to be cavalrymen by nature, and their skillful horseback control, thorough tactical understanding, and absolute execution of orders made him commanding like an arm. Some almost impossible tactical coordination can become a reality in the blink of an eye under their horses. Li Hong was so excited that he almost yelled. With such a team, no battle can be won.

Li Hong glanced around, although the soldiers were not in a good line, when they had basically formed a cone, they could be slightly sorted out during the run. The Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side had already pounced, and it was too late to make any more adjustments in time.

Li Hong pointed forward with his spear, turned around and shouted: "Hoho......"

The soldiers were all excited, raising their swords and shouting "Whew...... Ho ......"

"Whew...... Ho ......"

Li Hong screamed hoarsely, and his murderous aura filled his body. The panther hissed and leaped up.

A muffled sound erupted on the battlefield, and then the sound suddenly exploded, and the galloping hooves of the war horse instantly turned into a roar.

"Whew...... Ho ......"

Thousands of horses reached high speed in an instant, and they entered the enemy line with overwhelming momentum.

Li Hong is the cone head, the sharp cone head.

Li Hong, who was dismantled in a cloak, opened his eyes angrily, like a bloodthirsty beast, picking left and stabbing, and there was no survivor under the gun. The soldiers beside him kept falling, and the soldiers behind him kept making up for it.

The powerful iron cone finally closed densely after Li Hong shot Yang Feng, who was killed in front of him. Suddenly, the roar of the bull's horn rose to the sky.

Li Hong raised his head and roared: "Whew...... Ho ......"

Followed by Arc Ding, abandoned Shen, and Zhao Yun, who dragged behind, and many Xianbei warriors, they kept waving their weapons, killing wantonly, and roaring like madmen: "Huh...... Ho ......"

Heng Sacrifice in the middle of the big array, Lou Lu, jade, shooting Yingtong, shooting tiger, Lu Huanyang took the Karasuma soldiers, Xianbei soldiers, and roared wildly: "Huh...... Ho ......"

The roar was like a real gavel, sweeping across the battlefield, tearing the enemy's heart and soul, and demoralizing the comrades.

Yang Feng was dragged and pulled by the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and as soon as he broke away from the trampling of the cone head iron horse, he rushed towards the more powerful cone iron horse. The Yellow Turban soldiers could no longer bear the psychological fear, and let out a shout, hugging their heads and running away. Yang Feng was no exception, sandwiched between the soldiers, running fast, hating his father and mother for having two legs. They don't know the direction, they don't know what to do, they just know that the farther away from the roar, the better.

The dense formation of 5,000 people finally couldn't resist this majestic giant iron cone, shattered with one blow, one, two, and then finally the defeat was like a mountain, and there was a loud noise on the battlefield, like a mountain torrent breaking the embankment, and the Yellow Turban Army completely collapsed. The men of the front army scurried around like headless flies, and the army behind could not withstand the onslaught of the deserters, and immediately dispersed, and then the battlefield fell into a frenzied chaos.

The panther kicked an enemy with its hooves and hissed into the white snowfield. The cold wind mixed with the snowflakes in the sky rushed towards you.

It was broken, and the defensive position of the Yellow Turban Army was completely broken.

"Steering...... Turn right...... Turn right ......" Li Hong galloped wildly, shouting hoarsely.

The sound of the bull's horn rose into the sky again, and in an instant it resounded through the bloody battlefield.

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Zhang Niujiao looked at the chaotic battlefield, watched his soldiers being trampled to death by the enemy like ants, and looked at the blood splashed on the enemy's war knife, and suddenly his heart was sour, and tears soaked his eyes. He suddenly felt that he was too old to bear all this pain.

"Marshal, shall we retreat south?" His attendant asked anxiously, frightened and frightened.

Zhang Niujiao shook his head, pointed to the battlefield in front of him and said: "You see, Yang Shuai has rushed to the last two defensive formations, and we will soon be able to stabilize our position and entangle the main force of the leopard." Now as long as the swallow can quickly crush the enemy's blocking cavalry and quickly come to rendezvous, we can defeat the leopard. ”

"Even if we are all gone, as long as we eliminate his cavalry, we will be the winners."

Zhang Niujiao sneered fiercely and said, "Now it is all the Leopard Army that is showing off its might in front of us. Can't we eat him? Even if he were a real leopard, we ants would have eaten him today. ”

Zhang Niujiao waved his right arm murderously, as if he could chop off the head of a leopard with a single palm.

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Chu Feiyan's strong bow battalion gave Xian Yufu's Yan Zhao tribe a blow to the head, and they were dizzy.

The dense and powerful long arrows shot far and accurately, and even the shield could not block it. The long arrow was nailed to the ground with a muffled sound, and the force was very great. Many soldiers were killed by a single shot of a long arrow, and some even shot through their shields but continued to shoot and kill.

The roar of the long arrow tearing through the air is breathtaking and terrifying.

Xian Yufu and the soldiers first hid in the horse formation with their shields, but then they couldn't stand it, so they all hid under the horse's belly, embarrassed. But after the war horse was attacked by the enemy, it was immediately in chaos. The enemy's long arrows were shot into the bodies of the horses, some of the horses were shot and died, some were in pain but rampage in the horse formation, and many soldiers were trampled and injured. Just when everyone was panicked and at a loss, the war horse began to move. First, a few war horses broke free from the long ropes that were tied together because they struggled too hard, and rushed out of the horse formation, and then more war horses rushed out of the horse formation.

Xian Yufu saw the war horse running towards the enemy formation, and suddenly had an idea. If you shoot at the enemy for another while, even if the soldiers don't kill the arrows, they will trample the horses to death.

He decisively ordered his subordinates to cut off the long ropes used to tie the horses in the horse formation, and then under the cover of the war horses, they ran to the position of the Yellow Turban Army together, rushed through the enemy's bow and arrow coverage area, and killed directly into the enemy formation.

Chu Feiyan saw the enemy troops swarming and killed, and a little smile appeared on his face.

He had a headache when he saw the huge array of horses. The horse formation blocked his way. The enemy was hiding in the horse formation, and it was difficult to deal with it for a while. The most important thing now is time, the sooner they join Yang Feng's troops, the more likely it is that they will hit the Leopard Army hard. Shoot, shoot the enemy out of the horse formation. As a result, his wish was really fulfilled, and Xian Yufu took the initiative to kill him with his troops.

"Order the front army, kill them all, block them out, and not let anyone in." Chu Feiyan ordered loudly.

Eliminate the blocking enemy army of thousands of people in front of you, and the large army can quickly kill it. If Li Hong comes to attack, this formation composed of a variety of defensive equipment can play a huge role in blocking. Even if Li Hong did not attack, it could suppress the range of movement of the cavalry through its movement, preventing them from breaking through from his side.

The drums of war beat violently.

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers held their weapons high and ran wildly under the guidance of the battle flag. They divided into five paths, like five gray dragons, carrying a deafening sound of wind and thunder, quickly passed through the passage made by the blocking formation, and rushed towards the battlefield where people and horses were mixed.

The roar of "killing ......" soared into the sky, like a landslide and the ground cracked, terrifying.

When the two armies met, there was a loud bang, and then the bloody battle began.

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Xian Yuyin saw Chu Feiyan's 20,000 troops on the left flank rushing towards him, and decisively led his troops to kill them head-on from the enemy's flank. They spread out in a geese-like charging array, aimed at the enemy's waist and slashed into it.

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