"Duan Changshi is crazy, right? Let's strike? Ge Hanlun's face was frightened, as if he saw the director of the 320 Psychiatric Hospital actually jumped on the podium and danced the hilarious pot dance with those mentally ill people.

"Nonsense, don't hurry up, if they are allowed to react and break into the wall, these people will not be able to withstand it." The soldier yelled angrily. When you're done, turn around and run.

At this moment, Duan Shaojun had already put on his helmet again, put down the hideous iron face shield, pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist, and Ge Hanlun, who had already rushed over, grabbed Duan Shaojun's arm that was about to urge the reins. "Duan Changshi, are you going to die?"

"Look into the distance, do you see it? There are still hundreds of routs coming this way, if they are gathered together, then we are all dead, you idiot, if you are still a man, take your people and assault! Duan Shaojun was so angry that he kicked over, pointed his finger into the distance, and roared angrily at Ge Hanlun.

Ge Hanlun strode to the gap in the walled gate, looked into the distance, and couldn't help but gasp, at least hundreds of horsemen were rushing towards this side, if they really converged with these Qihu cavalry, these servants, they would not have the courage to resist at all.

Duan Shaojun ignored Ge Hanlun, but raised his horizontal knife and shouted loudly. "Soldiers of Zuo Yu Lin Wei! The enemy chieftain Barbarian Xi Khan has been shot by us, and now is the time for me to wait for the elite of the rear army to make meritorious contributions, open the camp gate, and the whole army will assault! Datang Wansheng! ”

The camp gate was quickly moved open by Duan Shaojun's own soldiers, and then they all turned over and jumped on horseback. And the soldiers of the nearby Left Feather Forest Guard also howled one by two as if they had been beaten to the mount bolted to the wooden pillar not far away, and rushed towards the camp gate with a fast horse.

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Several leaders of the Khu cavalry outside the camp gathered around the strong and powerful Manxi Khan, watching this strongest and wisest warrior in the Barbarian Western Tribe, at this moment, could only lie weakly on the wild grass ravaged by the horse's hooves, covering the wound on his chest, and his eyes widened in despair.

"The Tang army rushed out!" Finally, the Qihu rout, who was anxious about whether to advance or retreat, saw that the door of Zuo Yu Linwei's camp was opened, and from the camp, a group of heavily armed knights rushed out, and at this moment, the roar of Datang Wansheng, which had gradually dissipated to almost inaudible, sounded like thunder again.

"Tang Jun?" When the leaders who watched the Manxi Khan die in front of them looked back in amazement, at least hundreds of Tang horsemen rushed out of the camp gate, and behind them, thousands of servants, roaring angrily, holding spears and war knives, rushed here.

"Look!" A Chihu knight in the rear, who had to turn his horse's head because he was blocked from attacking, suddenly let out an inhuman scream. Almost everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

There were hundreds of routs galloping towards them, and behind them. But it is a big flag, and the wind is fierce. Above: General Lee.

As long as you can guess with your toes, it is the arrival of Li Youwen, the general of Zuo Yu Lin Wei, and his elite troops.

Duan Shaojun looked at those hideous-looking enemy horses, the first light of the impact in front of him, holding the spear that he had temporarily obtained, gritting his teeth and beating the horse, and rushed towards the Qihu enemy horsemen.

Thirty steps, twenty steps, ten steps, five steps, four steps...... Hey? These Qihu enemy riders changed from the fierce beasts at the beginning, to frightened little white rabbits in an instant, and disappeared without a trace in a flash, making Duan Shaojun's spear pointed forward crookedly fall directly into the air.

"Huh? Huh? No way! Duan Shaojun, who thought that he would not have any good results after colliding with the enemy, suddenly found that the enemy he had clearly aimed at actually left his sight. Then he almost fell off his horse because of a mistake in his efforts.

Dumbfounded as the Chihu outside the camp gate retreated rapidly behind the camp, and then galloped away in a northwesterly direction. Duan Shaojun, who finally opened his eyes, subconsciously glanced at the spear in his hand, which could not be sold for a tael of silver, and said very curiously. "Could it be that I was scared away by the might of my son?"

"Childe, it has nothing to do with you, just look over there and you'll know ......" Next to him, it was Qi Da, who had just shot the Manxi Khan off his horse with an arrow, rolled his eyes, and pulled Duan Shaojun's blood-red robe with a smile on his face, and pointed to the local line in the distance.

Duan Shaojun turned his head, and was stunned to find that by the way, General Li's handsome banner actually appeared on the horizon in the distance. Countless blood-red Tang Dynasty Left Feather Lin Wei Iron Horsemen were rushing towards this side like mercury.

"A turtle grandson, don't come early, don't come late, but this son is about to be scared to death, and he can only come when he is dying, I think you just can't see that I am calm." Duan Shaojun was so angry, he angrily took the knife and gestured in the direction where Li Youwen's handsome flag appeared, and then roared at the soldiers around him. "Assault the whole army and capture the Manxi Khan!"

"No!" Hundreds of people roared wildly, and their horses chased straight after the Qihu routs who were fleeing in the distance. Wrapping Duan Shaojun who was about to slap his ass and sneak back to the camp was wrapped in it, so that this thing could only roll his eyes helplessly and continue to urge the horse to gallop, if you run too slowly, and be knocked over or squeezed by the companion behind the butt and fall off the horse, it will make Duan Shaojun feel that he is too aggrieved to die.

"Horse, can you slow down and run? You run so fast, you're happy, brother, I'm not happy, what if I really meet someone who plays with my life? Duan Shaojun looked ahead with a bitter expression, lying on the horse's back obscenely and nagging, causing the golden sun to keep snorting, and the more he ran, the more excited he became.

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Li Youwen looked in the direction of the camp from the gentle slope, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief when she saw the Qihu rout horses gathered outside the camp and began to flee towards the northwest. With the swing of her arm, the three thousand iron horsemen who followed closely around the handsome banner drew their swords and rode their horses in unison to start the assault.

The most elite Chinese iron cavalry of the 3,000 Zuoyu Lin Wei cut down the fleeing Qihu cavalry one after another with the momentum of thunder, and rushed forward to cover the 1,000 cavalry where the Manxi Khan was.

Half an hour later, Duan Shaojun finally found an opportunity to stop his mount, glanced at the blood-stained armor of the soldiers around him, and then looked at his armor and overcoat that were still unscathed, well, and the horizontal knife that had been dancing for a long time after being unsheathed, and put the knife into the sheath stupidly.

Maybe it was the mount under Duan Shaojun that had telepathy with him, and at first he rushed to the front, but after he chattered and chattered for a long time, the golden sunlight finally slowed down. And more and more elite horses of the Chinese army arrived, chopping melons and vegetables to slaughter the fleeing Qihu cavalry.

And Duan Shaoshen's personal soldiers also rushed forward to fight soy sauce, well, the fight was very good, especially the scar-faced Qi Da, who was very brave, and even cut several Qihu routs, splashed with blood, and then turned back, guarding Duan Shaojun's left and right.

"Childe, what about the others?" Qi Da wiped a handful of blood stains on his face, and looked suspiciously at the cavalry who kept leaning over his shoulders and howling towards the charge, only to see Duan Shaojun reining in his horse slowly, followed by four or five personal soldiers behind his buttocks, and couldn't help asking.

"It's all gone, and it looks like you won't be able to come back for a while." Duan Shaojun shook his head and said with a grin. The inner thighs couldn't help but feel a little numb because of the fierce running.

"Childe, why don't you continue to rush, don't you want to kill a few Qihu people to play?" Strangled the horse's head, took off the water bag from the horse, poured it on his head, washed his face and poured a few mouthfuls of water by the way, and Qi Da grew a breath of air comfortably.

"Forget it, it's better to hand over this kind of credit to you, a civil official like Ben Gongzi, just do something to praise virtue after the war. Who, why don't you go? Duan Shaojun is not interested in slaughtering, unless he is forced to play with his life. But now, there is no need for a polite and upright gentleman like him to take action, it is better to be a quiet beautiful man here.

"Childe, we really can't stand it." Next to him, a guard smiled bitterly with a pale face. Looking at the stump and broken arm in that place, this noodle is really a little heavier. There was also one of the guards who had vomited three times just now, and even vomited a lot of yellow bile.

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