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Chapter 1 The rising sun Chapter 17

The two sides are two hundred steps apart.

The geese lineup has been completed. It is like a big iron vertebra, ready to enter the enemy formation with murderous intent. What is terrible is that the geese head, composed of a thousand soldiers led by Gongsun Hu, has been forty steps ahead of the hammer head composed of three thousand soldiers led by Iron Wolf. Once the geese head enters the enemy center like a nail, the iron wolf picks up the hammer head and smashes it heavily, the defensive formation will inevitably collapse. Ke Zui didn't see it, Que Ju saw it but didn't understand it. The thin man understood it but didn't speak.

The three thousand troops of the left wing of the Changlu Tribe Army began to steadily move towards the central army and prepare to respond to the central army. In Ke’s opinion, the central army would inevitably be unable to withstand the attack of Murong Feng’s four thousand troops. The main force of the left wing would rise above the vacancy after the collapse of the central army, and then stabilize the defensive formation and stand invincible.

Gongsun Hu, who was running in the front, suddenly jumped on the back of the horse, held the reins with one hand, raised the axe in his hand with the other, looked back and roared wildly: "Huho..., Huho..."

The cavalry were already full of passion and murderous aura while speeding at the high speed. Seeing his commander so brave, they couldn't help but shout from the heart: "Huho..., Huho..., Huho..."

The roar like thunder and the sound of horse hooves immediately resounded throughout the battlefield.

Duan Song's rear army heard his army roaring wildly, raised his sword at the same time, and responded in unison, "Huho..., Huho..."

The two sides are one hundred and fifty steps apart.

As both sides were racing on horseback at the same time, they quickly narrowed the distance between them.

The main generals of both sides shouted almost at the same time: "Arrow..."

The sound of the trumpets of both sides is exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell which one is the enemy or which one is his own.

The two sides are one hundred and twenty steps apart.

"put……"

On the battlefield, a sharp and harsh roaring sound came from two directions in an instant. The sound penetrated into the sky at high speed, and was then drowned by the sound of horse hooves. Two black clouds appeared above the battlefield, which interspered in the air and shot overwhelmingly towards each other.

"Swish swish...swish swish..." The breath of death mixed with an unpleasant voice rushed into the heart.

"Puchi...Puchi..." The sound of arrows entering the body was endless, and then people were overturned and screamed, and then they were drowned by the sound of horse hooves like thunder. The dead and injured soldiers were ruthlessly trampled by the war horses, leaving only a bloody corpse.

The two sides were one hundred steps apart. "Arrow..."

The two sides were eighty steps apart. The three thousand Iron Wolf's army was one hundred and twenty steps apart from the central army led by Ke Zui.

Then he shouted: "Let it..."

This time the range and density of the dark clouds in the sky were obviously much larger than the last time, much denser, and they were divided into two pieces in front and back. The black clouds passed through the iron cavalry running on the ground, blocking the sunlight shining on them.

The sound of whistling was still repeated, arrows entered the body, screaming, the sound of war horses and soldiers falling down, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the body, blood, and corpses.

After receiving the second wave of arrows, Kejiu's central army and Gongsun Hu's assault front army immediately took out a spear under the command of the sound of the horns and prepared to attack the enemy head-on.

Both sides are forty steps apart. You can clearly see each other's appearance when you face each other.

The harsh screams of arrows that made them scattered. The soldiers of the Changlu tribe could not believe their eyes. The darkness was huge. The dense rain of arrows almost hit the front soldiers holding spears. More than 200 soldiers screamed, and with the tragedy of the war horses before their death, they were trampled on by the soldiers and enemy soldiers who rushed up like falling wheat straw. In a blink of an eye, they were trampled into a bloody land by countless horse hooves, as bloody and terrifying as a slaughterhouse.

And more soldiers are like madmen who have lost their minds, sacrificing their lives to fight each other, and shouting and killing sounds are rising one after another. With the strong blood floating in the wind, the fierce battle finally kicks off.

Gongsun Hu swung the giant axe in his hand, roared at the spear that was piercing him, and slashed it down. The spear broke in response to the sound, and the head of the galloping horse, which had just raised, was chopped into two half by the powerful axe. The huge body of the war horse flew out with the soldier's screams, and was immediately knocked away by three or four angry horses. The soldier dancing in the air watched as he was pierced through his chest and abdomen by a cold hair.

Under the leadership of Gongsun Hu, the soldiers moved forward and fought bravely to fight the enemy, regardless of their own voices. The charge army commanded by Iron Wolf could shoot long arrows again because there was no frontal enemy blocking, reducing the pressure on Gongsun Hu's assault army.

A cloud of cheerful black arrows shot into the depths of the enemy's central army. The soldiers around Ke only saw the people in front of him neighing, and they didn't know that Gongsun Hu was already moving deeper with the head of the geese as sharp as nails. The enemy arrows, like rain, suddenly shot over, and the soldiers could not defend themselves and were shot down a large area. Kesun was like an angry wild wolf, roaring, roaring, tearing, and killing the soldiers facing Murong Feng.

Gongsun Hu leaned over and chopped off an enemy soldier who was about to chop off his horse. Another tilted his body and slashed half of the enemy cavalry on the left. The blood splashed out immediately dyed half of his body red. He was at the front, and he was the sign of the advancement of his comrades behind him. The geese-shaped formation gradually exerted its attack power as sharp as a vertebrae. The soldiers following Gongsun Hu were in order in line. The soldiers on the outside cut off the enemy cavalry, and the soldiers on the inside supplemented the casualties on the outside, and at the same time used spears to help resist the fierce impact of the enemy cavalry. The soldiers in the center of the array shot away the deadly soul-hunting arrows at will, shooting away a large number of dense enemies.

After suffering the earliest blow, the central army of the Changlu tribe gradually stabilized. They were like a group of hungry wolf-eyed wolf-eyed, besieging a wild buffalo that had fallen into a pack of wolves from all directions. They opened their bloody mouths and pounced on them fiercely, bit them, and stretched out their sharp claws and teared them up desperately. The fierce bull led by Gongsun Hu was angry, kicked it with its horns and legs, and hit it with its majestic body.

After rushing fifty steps, the iron cone was immediately cut off. The soldiers suffered a large number of casualties, and the number of people decreased drastically, and the speed of the tenon nailing became slower and slower. However, this nail was basically close to the left and right wings that were steadily advancing by the Changlu Tribe.

Under the command of Queju, the three thousand left-wing troops divided a thousand people to occupy the gap left after the central army attacked. On the entire central battlefield, Gongsun Hu and Ke Zui led hundreds of people to fight to the death. The Changlu tribe army was fifty steps behind them. Iron Wolf's troops were thirty steps away from them.

The sound of horns mobilized by the Changlu tribe army came one after another. Duan Song first discovered in the distance that the enemy's left wing was moving on the battlefield, and the flags of different colors were floating towards the rear of the central army in an orderly manner.

"Tell the Tielang commander that Queju's left wing is moving behind the central army." Duan Song turned around and shouted at the horn soldiers. Tielang heard the long-awaited trumpet while running. The trumpet passed tightly, like a roar urging death.

Duan Song's 1,000 troops began to start again. Under the command of the charge, the soldiers beat the horses with all their strength. The horse whip blew on the war horses and made a huge "crackling" sound. The war horses were excited and ran hard. The speed became faster and faster, and the roar of the horse's hooves became louder and louder.

Gongsun Hu finally rushed into the enemy formation that could not be seen at the end. He let out a thrilling roar, "Long Deer and Pig..." The enemy soldiers surrounding him were like madmen, and they were indifferent to his roar. They had only one thought in their hearts: kill this enemy. There was only one voice in their ears: kill him.

Gongsun Hu's big axe could no longer be seen, and it was a bloody ball that was slashed left and right. It was about to die when it encountered, and it was about to die when it encountered. His subordinates followed him tightly, protecting him wholeheartedly from behind him. Gongsun Hu's tall and majestic huge body was their battle flag, and the direction they continued to move forward.

On the hill, Queju pointed at Gongsun Hu's assault front army and said angrily to the thin Chinese characters beside him: "They are very tenacious and forcefully tear open the gap and pierced into the formation. Kejiu fought for more than ten years, why can't even handle an assault front army?"

"That's Gongsun Hu. A real tiger." The man praised from the heart.

"Wind Rip, don't make a mistake. He is your enemy and no longer your comrade-in-arms." Que Ju said angrily.

"So what? You think, if I count it, Gongsun Hu can go further. If I try dozens of times, Gongsun Hu can go forward ten steps."

Que Ju's face turned red. He pointed to the battlefield where the sound of killing sounds shook the sky under the mountain and shouted at the top of his lungs: "That's my man, mine. Why don't you support me?"

Feng Lie looked at him contemptuously, "What do you know? Did you see Murong Feng? The Grand Marshal must have a backup behind him to ambush. No one can win the Grand Marshal."

"You still call him the Grand Marshal? You have betrayed him, do you know? Today I will let you see that without conspiracy, Murong Feng will be defeated."

"You people always underestimate the general in this way. We will die, and all of them will die." Feng Lie looked at Que Ju sympathetically, just like looking at a dead corpse, muttering to himself, "The general's strength is not something you villains can estimate."

Gongsun Hu roared hard: "Kill Ke Zui, kill Ke Zui..."

He saw Ke Zui and the people he hated the most in his life. The nightmare that Ke Zui brought to them will never fade away in his life. It was a kind of unforgettable pain and unforgettable hatred.

The lives of 20,000 soldiers. They were 20,000 soldiers who fought in the desert for ten years. Anyone was a hero of the Xianbei Kingdom. Everyone lived and died with the Grand Marshal, and would rather rebel with the Grand Marshal than leave the Grand Marshal's Xianbei soldiers. Countless comrades and countless relatives, in an instant, were ruined by this traitor.

Ke Ji tried his best to avoid Gongsun Hu. But there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and finally he met Gongsun Hu.
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