More than people? I have some brothers too! I rushed in and robbed, but it was not so easy to go out!

When riding a horse, the Xianbei people are unparalleled in the world. Wang Hou had to recognize himself as his younger brother, but fighting in the fields, these grassland men who rode horses for a long time could not beat the old farmers! This one was not pulled out, and a hoe was opened. On the other side, a big horse was lying on the ground. The old farmers didn't have to fight you. They just pressed their heads and inserted them into the mud. They could choke you to death!

Before Zhang Yan's Heavy Infantry Regiment arrived, the Jinzhou scattered soldiers led by Bu Hushi had already defeated these proud men and began to defeat them. Tens of thousands of tribal heroes no longer cared about robbing magic weapons and cried and cried, crawling up the road to compete for the horses parked there.

Here, the Xianbei people were divided into tribes, and their weakness of lack of control was revealed. In order to compete for war horses, Xianbei people, who were not even tribes, were lit up with swords and killed each other.

But even if it is useless to grab a horse, the 15-mile street is blocked like the main road in the city where the future generations get off work. No matter how the Xianbei thieves who get on the horse are beaten, there are a lot of similar people in front of them, and they can't run away even if the horse is stuck out.

It would be better to just slap in the mud, take off the leather boots covered in mud, and run out barefoot with the water barefoot and run fast.

And by chance, these Xianbei Hu thieves who had just gotten on the horse happened to hit Zhang Yan's troops who were running south and running wildly.

Originally, as a decisive force, the important task of the assault thieves was snatched by a group of mud legs. The Black Mountain troops under Zhang Yan were already feeling embarrassed. Do you still dare to hang out in front of me? The axe-shaped Western long halberd was originally a mountain citizen who hooked the horse-mounted knight to exchange for remuneration. The axe hook behind him was just in hand.

Just like Xia Tian took his children to catch dragonflies in net bags, Qingzhou soldiers next to the road hooked one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the Xianbei Hu cavalry, who were crowded in the horses, could not even flap them. The sharp axe hooked into the leather jacket, and even pierced directly into the flesh and inserted into the bone crack. In the wailing, the butcher was hooked down like a meat lifted.

The West can exchange for remuneration, but the East has no such thing. Before the Xianbei cavalry that fell back into the paddy fields could slam the axe and flew out in a flash.

However, there were too many Xianbei tribes. A considerable number of people escaped from such a net of heaven and earth. The first one to run out was to take the northern road to capture the 5,000 Xianbei cavalry from Libao. After this group of forces that were enough to determine the direction of the battlefield broke into the hinterland of Jinzhou City, they did not release a single arrow or fight a battle. They were sent by a bunch of iron pots, hoes, and a pair of urine jars. They carried these drip and fortune tellers and saw that the situation was not good. These cavalry from the Bald Fat Division went wherever they fought and retreated along the same route.

It's also their fault! When they retreated, Wang Hou's second ambush entered the battlefield.

Zhao Yun’s Qingzhou cavalry group!

This time, it was the time when Zhao Yun commanded the most cavalry. The old Qingzhou Cavalry Regiment was under his command, and later the two regiments of the Liaodong Brigade. Then Zhang Yan's five thousand cavalrymen were also given to him, with a total of nine thousand elite cavalry!

Then he was even worse than Zhang Yan. At that time, Zhang Yan's infantry would have at least half a bowl of soup left! When Zhao Yun ran back anxiously, the wolf lord of Murong's tribe had already escaped. He brought the strongest force in Qingzhou, but only came to get some soy sauce?

Seeing the bald cavalry, who was carrying a chicken-eating artifact pan, breathing out, at this moment, Zhao Zilong, the dignified Shijiazhuang, had the urge to cry.

Touched, he pulled the horse and ran wildly in front of the entire army with great excitement.

"The thief cavalry is ahead! Zhao does not seek military achievements. Can we protect the face of our Qingzhou cavalry in this battle! Don't let the infantry brothers see and digest it, come! Kill them!"

The armor parts collided with each other, and the three-meter-long sharp cavalry lances were neatly placed. With Zhao Yun taking the lead, the Qingzhou cavalry army wearing black armor was also roaring and running like a cluster of clouds with heavy rain.

Seeing the densely packed cavalry of the Gun Mountain and headed straight for his dog head, the Xianbei people who finally ran out of the Shuida area were even dumbfounded. The cavalry of the Bald Fat tribe was refined for seven or eight seconds, and then the cavalry at the front turned around and ran away. The courage was taken away by the mountain-like momentum, and the entire tribe had no courage to fight.

Fengshui took turns. A while ago, these Xianbei people invaded Jinzhou unscrupulously, killed border residents, and robbed food and animal husbandry. Now, it is their turn to experience the feeling of being whistled from behind. They charged with long spears in their hands, without even having to do anything extra. The Qingzhou cavalry only had to suppress the guns. The impact of the galloping of war horses easily penetrated these nomadic men with more than 100 kilograms like pork.

Cavalry hedging has never been so simple and unpretentious. In the sound of puffing, many Xianbei people were pricked off their horses, and their heavy horse hooves were trampled over. In an instant, no matter whether they were dead or not, they were trampled into meat paste.

Tens of thousands of elite cavalry were so tightly attached to the back of the bald hair. Less than two meters behind were the Han people carrying blood-sharp guns. The Xianbei people who were running away even found sadly that they had no chance to surrender, and they could only escape in such a panic. As long as they hesitate, they would become dead souls under the gun.

However, there are exceptions. Seeing the Xianbei people in front of him running away with a big blame, a Black Mountain cavalry chased after him with their eyes shining, and with the horse's strength, he held a gun with his hands and stabbed it with a spear.

Puff, the person is fine! A large piece of ashes at the bottom of the pot splattered, and then the chicken-eating artifact was also exerted. With a wail, the Black Mountain cavalry, who was stabbing with spear, fell from the horse with soft hands and screamed.

Fortunately, the Black Mountain Army was more tightly organized, so the cavalry quickly moved aside and did not trample him to death. He had his arms broken, and the unlucky cavalry became one of the few seriously injured in this peripheral cavalry battle!

In the era of cold weapons, more than 80% of the killing and injury were caused by one side chasing and escaping, and now it is!

Moreover, the people of Jinzhou who fought spontaneously were red-eyed and killed crazy! The fear, anger, sorrow of being killed and robbed by their relatives these days, and the shame of being chased by others, all burst out. You hoe and I beat you and slaughtered, and you were playing with killing and killing. The crazy momentum, even the infantry of Zhang Yan's army was stunned. In the pursuit of their madman like that, the nomadic robbers who were arrogant and plundering this land had scattered their blood here, making the fields richer for the Han people.

"Dog thief, don't you say that Han people are as cowardly as sheep? You lied to my Murong tribe, and I killed you!"

The original ambition has now disappeared completely. Seeing the people around him collapse and fleeing like a landslide, Murong Dunkeli, in horror, fired the fire on Mulun again, holding the snatched ring-headed knife, shouting and cursing, and cutting it across his head.

However, during this kung fu, Mulun finally remembered that he had an identity as an insider in the Military Statistics and Investigation Bureau! He screamed and hurried away from the knife that Dunkeli had cut, and held his shoulder and wrestled in the field. He also started shouting wildly.

"I am under the command of Li Fu and Li Zhuan! Help me quickly and capture this thief!"

But here! The importance of learning a foreign language is revealed. Li Fu and he communicated with Wuhuan language similar to Xianbei language, and he didn't know how to speak Chinese!

Seeing him coming with a bloody knife, he was still excited! He shouted while churning, and tearing him up with the unforgivable Dunkelli. But the next second, he shaved half of his bald hair and his little braided hair, and was caught in the hand of the farmer's calloused slap. Then, the two of them shouted in horror and were beaten into the lazy paddy fields with their heads heads down!
Chapter completed!