Mu Chen's hair was scattered, and it was thrilling, if it weren't for Bai Ying's dagger to break one of the forces, Mu Chen would not be able to break free at all, and there was no way to dodge the arrow that shot at the throat, Bai Ying's body lowered, the long sword in his hand slashed, and the remaining rope on his right hand was broken in response.

"Thanks, brother!"

Mu Chen's right hand was completely recovered, his right leg knocked the war horse, his left arm exerted force at the same time, the three horsemen approached quickly, the broadsword in his right hand swept away, two screams, and two elites died under the broadsword with the rope in their hands.

Bai Ying urged the horse to approach, and the cavalry of the Zhao army in the rear rushed close at the same time, "Are you hurt?" ”

Mu Chen's hair flicked back, "Unscathed, it's just a pity for a cloth belt." "During the Warring States period, men grew their hair, and they were also convinced that the parents of the body hair and skin should never be removed lightly, and in order to facilitate the fastening with a belt, the arrow went directly through the helmet and broke the hairband at the same time.

"It's okay, Bai Ying will give you a few more when you go back."

"It's a deal."

There are more and more Zhao troops, the cavalry of the three clans is gradually defeated, the Zhao army completely occupies the psychological advantage, the cavalry of the three clans is different, now in the canyon, if you can't rush out, it is equivalent to digging your own grave and being trapped here, not only the leaders of the three clans, there are not a few people who have such thoughts among the soldiers, and more people are in a hurry to rush out, and the combat power is also affected.

"Big brother, it can't go on like this, let's find a way!"

"What can be done, if you want to survive, you have to rush out, concentrate superior forces to launch a counterattack, attack one of the positions, and tear open even the copper wall."

"!"

In the face of danger, the cavalry of the three clans instead inspired an astonishing fighting spirit, which was completely different from the defeat of the Yan army, with the entry of the Zhao army, it was no longer as simple as fighting for the interests of the Donghu tribe, fighting for survival.

The mouth of the canyon was completely blocked by the Zhao army, and the spears were lined up, and the cavalry on the left and right were ready to respond, but even so, they were still fearless, and the two teams of cavalry launched a straight rush to the middle position.

This way of playing is the most direct, the same is the most dangerous, the middle of the camp is the soul of the whole camp, so it is inevitable to arrange more men and horses, plus the troops on both sides can be used at any time to form a situation of encirclement, once it can not be overcome and it is inevitable to be surrounded, the two teams of cavalry echoed left and right and went straight to the middle camp of the Zhao army to kill, the purpose is clear, and the blood of gambling is also to rush away from the Zhao army camp.

"General, the Donghu people are rushing over!"

"It's a good time, pass the order down, and beat Lao Tzu to death."

Mu Chen held his breath in his heart, only he knew that the danger was terrifying, if it wasn't for Bai Ying's arrival to save his life, a pair of eyes quickly searched in the opponent's camp, and suddenly a figure attracted Mu Chen's idea, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud in his eyes, it was the person who wanted to shoot Mu Chen with an arrow, of course, there was another identity, one of the patriarchs, led the tribal cavalry to rush straight to the Zhao army camp.

"That person is handed over to me, don't rob me with anyone!"

"Protect the General!"

Seeing that the opponent's cavalry was menacing and numerous, the guard battalion behind him did not dare to be careless and immediately urged forward, Mu Chen did not stop him, there was only one purpose, to kill the other party to avenge the enemy, one side of the camp was commanded by Bai Ying, seeing Mu Chen leading the troops to kill and look at it contemplatively, the other party knew the other party's intentions and couldn't help but shake his head again and again, "One person's grudge is small, and the overall situation is important." ”

"General Bai, do you want to go over and have a good time?"

"Don't be in a hurry, cut off the back road directly, and make a move with cramps on the soles of your feet!"

"That's a great idea!"

Bai Ying smiled, "Learn more, listen more, and you will naturally understand, and follow the king to conquer the east and west, and also understand the art of war!" ”

The two teams of cavalry approached, the enemy was very red when they saw each other, and they were not allowed to raise their weapons and cut them, on the battlefield, either you died or I died, those so-called morality and etiquette completely lost their effect, and the only way to survive was to kill the opponent, the two strong people met, the weapons in their hands collided with each other, Mu Chen roared angrily and killed several people in a row, and his eyes were fixed on that person.

Narrow road encounter, there is no way out, the concept of friend and foe is divided, Taoist words, soldiers are fierce, saints have to use it, Buddhism says, the four selfless, never say anything about the enemy, soldiers tell the enemy and me in a row, and the political family lives for the same political enemy.

The long-bearded patriarch Ji Lingling shuddered, this kind of situation is rare, and when he looked at it, one person raised a bloody broad-bladed sword and hit a person, his eyes were cold, and he mentioned the war horse and went straight to his camp, "It's him!" ”

The previous battle was deeply memorable, the three major generals under his command and a few rope hands could not kill this person, with a wave of his arm, a few fast horses flashed behind him, Mu Chen's eyes were full of anger, he didn't dare to be careless with the first lesson, his eyes looked left and right, and he didn't hold a rope cavalry, the war horse approached and shot suddenly, the broad-bladed sword was directly slashed, and the arms were pressed down and swept out directly, a bloody light, and the whole body was cut by the sharp blade.

Mu Chen was brave, entered the Donghu camp, killed one of the generals, slashed left and right and killed several people in front of him in a row, the war horse ran quickly, the front camp was in chaos, and the patriarch's camp was also affected by the pro-soldier protection.

"Take your life!"

Mu Chen killed up, the weapon in his hand flickered, several people in front of him involuntarily retreated, getting closer and closer to the opponent, the two behind him urged the war horse again and again, one was killed by the other party, seeing that the other party rushed straight to the position of the patriarch's camp and hurriedly urged the horse to rescue.

"Kill that guy!"

The patriarch pointed with his hand, and the four horsemen in front of him rushed out to make space, looking at it, there were four fierce cavalry in front of him, and two fierce generals in the back, even if the other party had the ability to do it with two hands and one head, he didn't believe that he couldn't kill.

Mu Chenren suddenly pulled the horse rope on the horse, the war horse stopped suddenly, the two war horses rushed left and right, the speed was extremely fast, I didn't want the other party to stop suddenly, even if the riding skills were good, if I wanted to stop directly, I couldn't do it at all, so I had to fight the weapons in my hands together.

Mu Chen smiled, his body suddenly moved forward, two gusts of wind passed, his left hand grabbed forward, accurately, and directly grabbed the back of the person on the left, the war horse was still forward, and the person was directly carried in the air.

Mu Chen roared angrily, his left arm was raised upward, and the two hundred catties of giant men were directly lifted, and the cavalry in front retreated, the patriarch quickly took down the bow and arrow from behind him, and directly aimed at Mu Chen's throat, once the other party moved, he immediately sent arrows, after all, people's energy is limited, and now it seems to be powerful to hold people in the air, but in fact, if the two of them fight, it is okay, now they are on the battlefield, how many eyes are aimed at each other, wanting to kill each other.

Mu Chen moved, his left arm forward, and the giant man smashed directly at the person, his fingers were released almost at the same time, and with a pop, the arrow hit the body, not Mu Chen, it was the person who fell in mid-air, the person could not exert his strength in mid-air, a cold coldness passed through the body, followed by a heart-rending pain.

One person, one horse and one sword, Mu Chen rushed closer, the speed was extremely fast, almost the moment the strong man fell and was hit by an arrow, the horse rushed to the front, and the bloody broad-bladed sword flashed.

Stunned eyes, the right hand of the person on the horse touched the weapon, the left hand went upward, the flesh and blood met the sharp blade, the blood light rose, the arm was directly cut off, so far from enough, under the sun, bright red blood drops fell, with half of the arm, the eyes were wide open, the mouth made a sound, still unable to distinguish whether it was the pain of the broken arm or the fear revealed in the nature before death, the shout changed instantly, and then the body was cracked.

The broadsword in Mu Chen's hand took advantage of the situation, and the body of the man fell off the horse, and the head of the thousands of people in the army was taken, so the brave general was terrifying, even if the Donghu cavalry was the same, seeing that the patriarch was killed, some people were angry, and they wanted to peel the skin and flesh to avenge the dead leader, how could they not be as good as others had to give up the idea, some people were afraid, and the camp followed backwards.

A group of people flashed out of the Zhao army camp, all black cavalry, the leader was Zhao Kuo, the fierce battle in the canyon was in full swing, and the peripheral Yan army camp completely lost its combat power, and took the patriarch of the Jebe tribe into the canyon to take a look, in order to distinguish each other, the banner of the Zhao army was deliberately hidden in the camp of the king of Donghu, and the banner was raised after the three clans attacked, so as not to hurt their own people.

"Go with the king."

Zhao Kuo urged the horse to go straight to the camp of the king of Donghu, Erdona had tears in her eyes, the quiver behind her was completely empty, the corpses in front of her were all over the ground, many soldiers and corpses overlapped each other, and only the soldiers on the periphery surrounded everyone in the middle, if it were not for the sudden entry of the Zhao army, the remaining soldiers and horses would have been killed by the cavalry of the three clans.

Zhao Kuo and his entourage approached, some people recognized, the camp was separated, Zhao Kuo's expression changed slightly on the horse, and he saw that the king of Donghu was covered in blood and kneeling in Naerdonna, the king of Donghu had an accident, it was not a good thing for Zhao Kuo, although the Donghu people were belligerent, they were also affectionate, and in today's battle, the king of Donghu must be grateful for his long-cherished wish in his heart, and he will not covet the Zhao border after returning to Donghu, so that he can fully deal with the Qin State, and once the king of Donghu died, how the situation develops is not something he can control.

"Princess, the king?"

Erdona looked up and saw Zhao Kuo and the old patriarch, she couldn't stop her tears anymore, and cried in a low voice: "My father was killed by the thieves of the three clans, and I ask the king to be the master of Erdona!" ”

"Rest assured, princess, Zhao Kuo and King Donghu hit it off at first sight, and they should personally cut off each other's heads to sacrifice the spirits of the deceased."

Zhao Kuo got up and looked at it, the soldiers and horses of the three clans rushed to the mouth of the canyon, only a team of camps pressed the formation, Erdona's figure stood up, and her eyes showed resentment, "It's that person who killed my father." ”

"The Black Devil Iron Rider obeys the order, and kills this person at any cost." Zhao Kuo took the lead in killing, and the black devil elite behind him was like a black dark cloud caged towards the base camp of the three clans.

"Count the Jebel clan and avenge the king."

"Revenge!" The remaining tribes of the Donghu King responded one after another.

The old patriarch of the Jebe tribe gave an order, and the warriors of the Jebe tribe behind him also killed, not only for the death of the king of Donghu, but also for their own tribe, the rebellion of the three tribes has been shameful, and it was just because of the strength of the other party that day, but now it is different, the Yan army is defeated, and the Zhao army is completely in control of the situation, so he simply takes the opportunity to set things right, and he can also leave a good reputation, which will be of great benefit to the conquest of other tribes in Donghu in the future.