At the end of the Yucheng Plain, a colorful army approached Qin Hou Yingfei at an extremely fast speed. Huoran? Wen???.? ｒ ａ?ｎ?ｅｎａ`ｃｏｍ

The black pressed head, as well as the colorful military uniforms, give people a weird feeling. It's just an army of 300,000, and no one dares to ignore it.

Absolute power that can destroy all pride!

……

"Boom."

The sound of horses' hooves was frenzied, like a dense drum beat, playing a killing movement on the Yucheng Plain. The dense sound of horses' hooves knocked on everyone's hearts, making people feel a sense of suffocation.

An army of 300,000 and 300,000 elite iron horsemen stood in the direction of Qin Hou Yingfei, and at a glance, it was densely packed with people, and the mottled colors had already covered the green of the grass.

……

Ying Fei looked at the allied forces of the Northern and Western Regions that were approaching and carrying earth-shattering rage, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of hideousness, and his left hand was slightly stretched out, and said.

"The two armies in front and back go out together, and the Chinese army keeps the formation unchanged, kill!"

Hearing Qin Hou Yingfei's voice, Qin Eighteen on the side raised his head to the sky and snorted, roared, and said.

"The lord has an order: the Chinese army will remain still, and the front and rear armies will attack!"

At the same time, five thousand Iron Eagle Warriors raised their arms and shouted angrily, and the sound of the trumpet was stronger than another, and it spread throughout the whole army in an instant.

"Kill!"

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Zhao Yun and Dian Wei, who had received the order, could no longer hold back the excitement in their hearts, and slapped their war horses towards the frontal attack of the allied forces of the Northern and Western Regions.

At this moment, the galloping sound of ten thousand horses was actually no match for the angry roar of five thousand iron eagle sharps.

"Kill!"

The gentian bright silver spear in his hand shot out quickly, and Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with light, and he knew in his heart that if he wanted to get enough credit, he would kill the enemy's main general.

"Poof!"

Picking a soldier with a shot, Zhao Yun set his eyes on a middle-aged man riding a white horse, and his sense of smell of perennial fighting made him find the strongest among these people for the first time.

And Zhao Yun's feeling told him that the middle-aged man in front of him with gorgeous armor must have a high status, and killing this one was enough to crush dozens of soldiers of the alliance forces of the Northern and Western Regions.

"Kill!"

was thinking about killing the enemy generals and letting the kings of the Western Regions countries see the brave Weitou King of the Weitou Kingdom, but at this moment, he didn't know that the first general under the command of Qin Hou Yingfei had already targeted him.

"Dang!"

Zhao Yun targeted the Weitou King, and the spears flew like rain, constantly rushing in the direction of the Weitou King, leaving a line of corpses on the ground.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yun couldn't understand the language of the Weitou Kingdom, and even if he did, he wouldn't answer, because he knew in his heart that he had to be ruthless on the battlefield.

There is no room for the slightest negligence, or you will be the next to fall.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the Weitou King had blocked his first blow, Zhao Yunhu's eyes flashed with surprise, but the gentian bright silver spear in his hand did not stop.

"Hmph, you really think that this king is a sick cat, go to death!"

Seeing that Zhao Yun was only concerned about killing and did not answer his question, a fierce murderous intent shot out of the Weitou King's eyes.

"Poof!"

The iron sword in his left hand blocked the first blow of the captain king, and the spear in his right hand stabbed through.

Zhao Yun suddenly opened his bow left and right, which surprised the Weitou King, and this move directly broke his perception of cavalry.

"Poof!"

The spear pierced his throat, and the captain lost his breath in shock, and his head drooped suddenly.

"Plop!"

The Weitou King fell off his horse, and Zhao Yun didn't even look at it for a second, wielding an iron sword and spear in his hand, constantly reaping the lives of the allied forces of the Northern and Western Regions.

"Be careful when you come to evil!"

With a casual glance, Zhao Yun was so frightened that his soul was scared. At this moment, Dian Wei's situation was too dangerous, there were two enemy generals in front of him to block him, and one enemy general was cutting down with a knife in the back.

A hundred steps away, even if Zhao Yun rushed over at the moment, there was no time to rescue, and between the lightning and flint, Zhao Yun lightly reined in the war horse and retreated in the protective circle of the guards.

"Whew!"

Pulling the bow and arrows in one go, hearing the sound of arrows entering the flesh, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with joy, and then continued to lead the army to kill.

"Made, it's dangerous!"

Hearing the sound of arrows entering the flesh behind him, Dian Wei also knew how dangerous the situation was just now, and threw a touch of gratitude in the direction of Zhao Yun, and the strength of the iron halberd in his hand was a little stronger.

"It is worthy of Changshan Zhao Zilong, who is skilled in archery and horses, this magic marksmanship, this late Han may not surpass three people."

Seeing Dian Wei's crisis resolved, Ying Fei was also relieved in her heart, after all, Fang Cai's battle situation was too dangerous.

If you're not careful, Dian Wei will die here.

……

Looking at the stalemate of the battle situation, Ying Fei's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, the advantage of numbers was vividly displayed at this moment, under the onslaught of 300,000 coalition troops of the Northern and Western Regions, the two armies before and after 100,000 already seemed to be overwhelmed.

The 300,000-strong army carried the momentum of the charge, making their attacks even sharper, and it was rare for the generals before and after to be able to resist for so long without showing defeat.

"Ula to the fold."

"My lord."

Looking at the army that was constantly stalemate and had begun to show defeat, Yingfei's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness. He looked at Ula with a murderous face and said.

"You Ru led 40,000 Chinese troops to storm the enemy's central army to create an opportunity for a heavy cavalry raid."

Hearing this, Ula showed a hint of joy in his folded eyes, and when he first saw that everyone else had something to do, he thought that he was a spectator in this battle.

Seeing the opportunity to play at this moment, the expression on Ula Zhizhi's face became extremely serious, and he said towards Qin Hou Yingfei.

"The last general will live up to the trust of the lord."

Ula turned around, looked at the 40,000 Chinese troops who were waiting for him, a scorching heat shot out of his eyes, and he pulled out the iron sword at his waist, and shouted, saying.

"When you kill King Wusun!"

……

"When you kill King Wusun!"

"When you kill King Wusun!"

"When you kill King Wusun!"

……

A huge trumpet sounded, and Ula Zhizhi led 40,000 Chinese troops like an arrow, slashing towards the army of Wusun Wang Yeshi.

"Kill!"

The shouting and killing continued, becoming the only sound on this Yucheng plain, the wail of pain, the sound of swords entering the flesh, one after another, weaving a war song of troubled times here.

……

"Poof!"

Looking at the battlefield, Ying Fei's eyes have been paying attention to the changes in the battle situation, and for a long time, Ying Fei pulled out the iron sword at his waist, and pointed the sword forward.

"Wang Zheng."

"My lord."

He took a deep look at Wang Zheng and said, "Benhou has only one request for you, to completely crush the army of the Wusun Kingdom with the power of destroying and decaying. ”

"No."

Ying Fei knew in her heart that the root cause of all this was because the King of Wusun also rose from time to time, and only when he killed the army of the Wusun Kingdom, this farce would end.

The coalition forces of the Northern and Western Regions, which have no backbone, are just a group of rabble, scattered sand. Such an army, in the eyes of Marquis Qin Yingfei, even if there are one million, it can't stop him.