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"Kill!"

On the wilderness at the foot of Gaolan Mountain, 10,000 Han troops and 25,000 Hun cavalry fought here, and the vast wilderness was densely covered with the figures of soldiers on both sides rushing to kill at this moment, the sorrowful roar of the war horses, and the wails of the soldiers before death, set off here as tragic as the Asura hell.

The two armies had been fighting for less than ten minutes before hundreds of people were killed on the spot.

This is a real battle of blood and fire, a fight of life and death.

One after another figures fell from the war horse, one after another Han soldiers jumped up from the war horse, pounced on the Hun cavalry in front of them, they were fighting on the ground, scuffling, rolling, the Huns stabbed the chest of the big Han cavalry in front of him with the scimitar in their hands, and the big Han Xiaocai used his own hands to choke the neck of the Hun cavalry, and in the end, the earth left only two mottled corpses.

The Han army was crazy, and at the beginning of the war, every soldier of the Han army was labeled as a madman, even if they were stabbed several times, even if they were dying, they would also cut the big knife in their hands into the chest of the Huns, piercing their throats.

They can't retreat, they can't lose, all this is just because of Huo Quai's words.

"Behind us is the big man, we have no way back!"

Behind him is his motherland, behind him are his parents, wife and children, how can he retreat!

At this moment, there is only a battle to the death!

The horse leather shroud, strong and fierce, if we don't die, who will go!

"Die, go and die out of a peaceful and prosperous world, go and die out of an immortal future!"

"Kill!"

At the foot of Gaolan Mountain, 10,000 Han soldiers had tears in their eyes and shouted loudly in the battle, "The Han Dynasty rode hard, although there are no regrets in death!" ”

"Han family son, nine deaths without regrets!"

As soon as the war began, it entered the Gao Dynasty, and in front of those Han soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, fearless of death, and who were killed by several arrows and rode horses, the huge number of energetic Hun cavalry actually began to retreat little by little.

They were actually attacked for two and a half days in a row, and the big man who was already a tired division was defeated and retreated again and again!

The Huns were frightened by the madness of the Han army in front of them, they had never seen such an army of madmen.......

"You've been slashed four or five times by us, why don't you still want to die!"

The three Hun cavalrymen looked at the scarred and bloodied Han cavalry in front of them, but still refused to fall, and roared with fear.

The ordinary Han soldier rode his back with difficulty on the warhorse, and crimson blood continued to overflow from his mouth, and he laughed loudly.

"Because of Lao Tzu, I can't die yet!"

"Kill!"

Blood, madness, roaring, the Han soldiers under the leadership of Huo Quai, burst out of unimaginable combat effectiveness and momentum, the horsemen who forgot to die fought desperately in the siege, the Han flag that was stained with thick blood struggled in the wind, even if his master died not long ago, but the Chinese character banner still stood between heaven and earth.

The big man can't fall, and we must not be defeated, they don't want to live that kind of life anymore, and they don't want to experience that helpless and sad mood.

If one day, my border soldiers can no longer watch the convoy of the princess and his relatives leave the customs, if one day my Han no longer needs to sacrifice women in exchange for peace, even if the whole army is wiped out, even if the bones are buried in another country, what does it matter!

is a simple four words, but it is the consciousness that every soldier of the Han army has in this era.

There are no regrets in death!

.......

On the battlefield of the chaotic army, Sima of the Han army, who had slashed and killed four Hun cavalrymen in a row, finally fell from his horse weakly due to excessive blood loss.

This military horse, who fought hard but still could not escape death, lay on the cold and piercing earth, looking at the morning sun in the sky, but the battle spirit between his eyes never dissipated, but finally because of the arrival of death and added a little bit of sadness, but soon, this sadness was replaced by heroism, the bloody lips slowly opened, and the right hand holding the knife gently pointed to the sky where the smoke was rolling.

"My blood and my bones, I can discard them, I only hope to go to heaven, turn my remnants into a war soul after death, and guard my Han rivers and mountains forever!"

The words fell, and the general died.

The right hand pointing to heaven fell feebly to the earth.

I died on the battlefield before I was born, I have no complaints, I just want God, and after I die, I will continue to guard the Han River!

What a kind of spirit! What kind of obsession!

Thank you.

.........

How about outnumbering? What can you do with exhaustion? In front of a group of crazy people, the so-called number of people, the so-called right time and place are just a group of jokes, and you will never be able to beat a group of crazy people who can throw life and death away!

The staggered war horses, the gushing blood, at this moment, the foot of Gaolan Mountain has already turned into blood.

In the wilderness at the foot of the mountain, patches of corpses have covered the earth, countless Han soldiers and Huns died in the slashing, but none of the dead Han soldiers regretted it, and it is precisely because of their death that the current situation is developing in favor of the Han army.

"Attack, attack, attack!"

On horseback, he personally led the army to fight with Huo Quzhi, who was on the front line, led his army, ignoring the enemies on the left and right and behind him, and only knew how to attack forward, and he would only attack forward.

The 10,000 elite cavalry of the King of Zhelan almost suffered the most fierce attack of the Han army, under the charge of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the casualties of the King of Zhelan were not small, and the heart of the army also wavered, many people were afraid in their hearts, not that they were not brave enough, but the Han army in front of them was completely unable to figure it out.

The body is dead, the soul is still there, and the war spirit is endless!

Looking at the Han army that would rather die than retreat, King Zhelan, who was watching the battle at the back of the military formation, couldn't help but let out a long roar, "Why are the soldiers of the Han Dynasty so crazy!" ”

Even though there is the support of the Hun army on the left and right flanks and in the rear, it has long been said that it is not the Han army in front of you, but a group of madmen.

Among the 10,000 madmen, there is also a big madman who dares to fight with 8,000 people with 800 people!

It is absolutely impossible to ignore the attacks of the Huns on the left and right flanks and in the rear, so at the moment, if you want Huo Qubing to carry out his plan with peace of mind, it means that someone must block the enemies on the left and right and in the rear.

Who else could this candidate be besides Lao Tzu!

"King Hugh Tu, you take your life!"

In order to make Huo Qubing have no worries, Zhang Taishu held his two eighty-pound heavy knives, just brought the eight hundred people under his command, and fought with the eight thousand army under King Hutu Tu, eight thousand to eight hundred, what a cruel ratio, but, relying on the belief of forgetting life and death, relying on Zhang Taishu's force that is enough to break the sky, these 800 people miraculously blocked the onslaught of 8,000 people.

All of this is due to Zhang Taishu and this guy who defends the sky by force.

On the wilderness at the end of the battlefield, 800 horsemen and 8,000 Huns fought together, and everywhere you looked, there were besieged Han soldiers, but they relied on their own sacrifice to die and the 8,000 Hun cavalry fought on a par with them, especially the double-sword general Zhang Taishu.

A person, a horse, two knives, like a mad demon rushed into the Hun cavalry of hundreds of people, the double knives in their hands opened and closed, and took the lives of more than a dozen people in a row, if Zhang Taishu is compared to a tiger coming down the mountain, then those Huns are probably lambs in the sheepfold, and the tiger enters the sheepfold, and slaughter is inevitable.

Zhang Taishu, a man who is not remembered by history, has no less than any famous historical general has the force against the sky, perfect knife skills, coupled with the natural divine power, human slaughter was born, in the eyes of the Huns, the tall man, holding two terrifying knives, is a naked butcher.

"Heavenly ...... Oh, my God...... He alone killed more than 30 of us in the siege, is this Xiang Yu's rebirth! ”

When Zhang Taishu heard this, the big knife in his hand rose horizontally again, and two huge human heads flew into the air with blood.

Zhang Taishu, who was covered with the blood of the enemy, made his deafening loud voice roar with the army.

"Lao Tzu is not Xiang Yu, Lao Tzu is a double-sword general, Zhang Taishu!"

"Hun barbarian, suffer death! Today, if you can't kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can give me a hundred heads to bury me! ”

"After death, Lao Tzu is in the underworld, continue to protect my Han rivers and mountains!"

Zhang Taishu was crazy, the big knife in his hand was raised endlessly, and one after another Hun cavalry died under his big sword, in this case, I am afraid that only a madman can have a chance to survive.

After Zhang Taishu took 800 people to fight with the 8,000 army of King Hutu, at this time King Luhu's soldiers and horses also rushed over, seeing that King Luhu and his cavalry had rushed to the Chinese army, and when he was about to divide the army in half, the bloody general Gao did not know, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, rushing far, far away, Huo Quai, who was also fighting to the death in the chaotic army, shouted loudly, regardless of whether Huo Qubing could hear it or not.

"General Huo, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that I would have died at the hands of that Liu Che, today, I don't know if I didn't fight for others, it was for you! Gao Buzhi swore to stop King Luhu even if he died! ”

Gao Buzhi, whose battle armor was stained with blood, waved the long knife in his hand, and shouted hoarsely to the soldiers beside him who also surrendered to the Huns.

"Brothers, we don't fight for the Han, we only fight for our General Huo, come with me, block King Luhu, kill!"

A thousand Huns surrendered their troops, fearlessly following Gao Buzhi and rushing towards the army of King Luhu.

The roar fell, followed by another person's voice.

"There are many servants, I am willing to die for General Huo!"

The words must fall, and the servant also led a thousand Hun soldiers under his command and 3,500 Hun cavalry on the right wing to kill a group, the cold light flickered, and the arrows were in the air, this battle completely let the Huns see the essence of the Han army, in the future, even if they just saw the banner of Chinese characters, the Huns in Hexi could not help but tremble, just because today's scene left them with too many psychological shadows!