Iron Wolf Valley.

Downwind, it is a natural plain area.

The base is not large, and it is surrounded by cliffs on three sides.

A winding canyon that runs through the north and south directions.

Because of the rain in the past two days, coupled with the mountain fog closure, the weather has cooled, and the quality of the entire sandy soil has quickly softened.

When you step down, you can see deep marks.

If it is a war horse with a heavier tonnage, if it is charged down, although the surface will not be exaggerated to the point of collapsing in pieces, at least it will be deep in the quagmire.

This terrain has always been unsuitable for fighting on horseback, especially heavy cavalry.

At ten o'clock in the evening, 10,000 steps came.

There is no so-called rush at night, and there is no so-called sneak attack, just so majestic and high-spirited to the scene.

"Whew!"

Under the starlight shrouded in mountain mist.

An arrow exploded, followed by thick flames.

The camp where Jin Wushu was located received a report from the front line as soon as possible.

10,000 desert Xuanjia, docked at the downwind position of the Iron Wolf Valley.

Prepare to rush to the aid of the besieged 4,000 heavy cavalry.

"Damn, I was only thinking about swallowing these 4,000 heavy cavalry, but I actually came up in the middle of the night with 10,000 foot armor, and I didn't take such a trip to death." The golden vulture hammered the table with a heavy fist and laughed.

"Pass my order, lead 40,000 foot armor, and intercept it."

He stood with his palms erect and pulled a conspicuous ravine towards the sand table in front of him.

There, it is the middle position of the heavy cavalry army and the desert Xuanjia, in other words, the golden vulture will use 40,000 infantry to cut the connection between the two sides, preparing to collapse one by one, and then annex it.

"Woohoo."

The vast world, the trumpets contend.

Driven by the mountain wind, it is high-pitched and tactful.

Half an hour of sharpening knives.

Forty thousand against ten thousand.

There was no declaration of war before the battle, no rhetoric, only a confrontation between the two sides, like a tiger and a wolf meeting, and finally stepping on the soft surface, like a tide, crashing into each other.

Boom Boom!

The earth trembled, and wolf smoke burned.

Beams of knife light, in this small field, constantly cut through the void, the night seemed to be lit up in an instant, and the entire Iron Wolf Valley broke out into a large-scale battle.

Two wings of the valley.

A lightly armed cavalry went around the road to the west, the speed was extremely fast, and the yellow sand flew along the way, like a big storm.

However, with such a speed, Chen Qingzhi, as the leader of this team, still feels that it is too slow.

"Let's fight this 10,000-step armor to the end, how many people can be left, it depends on how fast we are, don't ink, give Lao Tzu a quick whip." Chen Qingzhi salivaed fiercely, his expression hideous.

At the same time, Yan Yun's iron hooves were also hurrying away.

This iron hoof from the south, the whole army was silent, and along the east direction, pulled out a long black sealing line.

……

Boom Boom!

In a small area, on one side is the desert Xuanjia that is dragging down the Nalan Royal Army.

On one side were the 4,000 heavy horsemen who were chased and intercepted by the rejection array.

Fighting on two fronts, the dust is flying.

The so-called horse rejection array is a special weapon of war, similar to the shape of a fence, but it is as long as one person, and the front end is a sharpened wooden stake, dozens of which are placed diagonally side by side, like the teeth of a lone wolf, and the edge is exposed.

This was used to restrain the heavy cavalry charge.

Once the war horse is desperately impacted, it will only be pierced by these horse rejection formations.

"Push forward and push them to the edge of the canyon."

The target of the Golden Vulture was 4,000 heavy cavalry, and the 25,000 soldiers who were allocated quickly condensed the range of activities of the heavy cavalry army by relying on the strong threat of the horse rejection array to the war horses.

On a high hillside, the Golden Vulture looked out.

Looking at the battlefield full of wolf smoke, I suddenly felt full of pride, as the saying goes, men are determined to be on the battlefield, striving for fame and undefeated hegemony.

The battle of Iron Wolf Valley is destined to become the place where he becomes famous.

The big hand waved down, pointing to the desert Xuanjia that was blocked in the middle of the road and could never break through, Sen Leng said, "Don't leave one, kill them all!" ”

Snort!

Almost at the same moment when the order was given.

Thousands of arrow feathers were poured towards the desert Xuanjia, densely packed like locusts, swarming.

"Bell!"

The moment an arrow feather hit the target, it was pinned down by a beam of knife light, and it clanged and let out a piercing trill.

The young man with a delicate face, born with a baby face, and was called Erya by his peers, reached out and wiped his forehead, cold sweat and dust covered his palms.

"Yazi, follow me."

The old drunkard didn't know where to come out, and he held a knife in both hands and blocked the front of Eryazi.

"Grass, you talk a lot."

Eryazi quenched his spit and deliberately bumped the old drunkard's shoulder in protest, but both of them handed over their backs to each other with peace of mind.

The old soldier with cloudy eyes narrowed his eyes and rushed towards the besieged heavy cavalry, "Don't break through on a large scale, tear a hole and stretch their battle line." ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

In the chaos of the battlefield, a front line suddenly appeared.

The end is connected, like a chisel, breaking through the earth and driving straight in.

The speed was too fast, cutting down all the way, overturning a lot of Nalan Wang Army, and then infiltrating the enemy's hinterland, successfully cutting the Nalan Wang Army into two strands, and then gradually lengthening the battle line.

"A bunch of waste, don't kill them yet."

One of the leaders of the Nalan royal clan raised the straight war spear in his hand, and when he opened his mouth, it was a hoarse roar, like thunder.

In an instant, a spear rushed forward, piercing the fastest and most murderous Eryazi.

"Lao Tzu sent you to hell."

Laugh at!

The spear fell to the ground, blood splattered.

However, this spear was pierced by an old drunkard who once again appeared out of nowhere.

"Boom."

The old drunkard raised his heavy knife and cut off the head of the leader of Nalan on the spot, rolling to his feet with angry eyes.

"Hey, hey, cut a big guy, it's worth it."

The old pawn raised his hand, the heavy knife fell to the ground, and the pestle held the crumbling body, laughing so much that he didn't know what he was muttering.

"Drunkard, after this battle, take you to drink good apricot blossom wine, I'll treat you."

"Drunkard, don't you like wine the most? Why don't you squeak when you mention wine? ”

"Drunkard, I can't kill him."

This handsome young man, who was backed by the old drunkard and knew that the former had been completely killed, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was full of tears.

Lang Lang starlight, white moon.

A war, full of bones, miserable.

"Grass, it really hurts."

The next moment, ten spears fell in mid-air, and on the spot, this young man who had lived for twenty years and was called a two-toothed man for twenty years, was picked up in the air.

This front line was successfully overwhelmed by more and more Nalan Wang troops in the end.

Rumble!

The bones fell to the ground, and countless armor trampled past.

Then, a desolate and magnificent cry, like thunder, filled the entire Iron Wolf Valley.

10,000 desert armors, not one in ten.

And the 40,000 Nalan royal army, when they fought until the second half of the night, were basically exhausted.

At this time, two teams rushed down from the peak, rolling iron hooves like thunder.

Six thousand cavalry.

The magnificent scene of the slaughter of 40,000 Nalan royal troops.

Surfaced.

Forehead.

Five chapters were written.

See you tomorrow.

(End of chapter)