The two armies confronted each other. A boy in black in front of the formation held two crow railings in his hand. Before the cavalry behind him started charging, he threw the body high into the air in the direction of Dong Zhuo, and fell into two pools of mud. Such provocation made the eight thousand cavalrymen behind the Dong-character flag grit their teeth, increase their strength to hold the sharp spear in their hands, subconsciously clamp the horse's belly. These old soldiers who had been fighting on the battlefield took advantage of the gap and paid attention to the weapons in the hook. Once they met, they

Embed each other into the formation, and grabbing the rifle sword in the morning, you will have more chances of killing and survival. A bright flag with black background and red letters fluttered in the wind. For the Dong army located on the plain against the wind, the speed of the horses will slow down to a certain extent. However, when the old soldiers looked up at the scarlet Dong letter, they immediately had no distractions. Just wait for General Dong to give the order, they would crush only half of the tired army to ashes.

Many cavalrymen silently recited a simple little song in their hearts: Dong's son immediately cut his sword and spear, and died on his back and next to his horse.

Dong Zhuo held a green spring gun in his hand, which was once the treasure of the mountain guarding of Tibing Mountain. Dong Zhuo became his son-in-law and was given away by the Lord of Tibing Mountain as his daughter's dowry. Dong Zhuo had eighteen cavalry behind him, and the armor was not abnormal, but he was not as good as Dong's cavalry, holding spears and saddles in his hand, and he could do whatever weapons were. More than half of them had swords hanging around his waist, and the eighteen cavalry had no unique murderous aura on his face, and he was relatively relaxed. However, the captain who had always been famous for his superiority over the top did not look down on the lieutenant, especially when he looked at an old man Qinghuang who was sitting on the back of a horse with his bare hands, he was a little awe. After all, not everyone had the ability to sit on the second seat in Tibing Mountain.

The boy started running with a terrifying black tiger. Dong Zhuo's green spring gun was originally pointed at the ground, and suddenly raised it and moved forward a little.

Both armies launch a charge almost at the same time. When the two cavalry distances are enough, not who will be the first to rush forward will definitely be advantageous. If the distance is too large, morale will often begin to deplete after one round of energy, and the permeability delivered by the first spear will also be reduced. However, in this battle, the distance between the two sides before the collision can ensure that the speed and impact force of each horse are increased to the extreme.

The earth trembled continuously under the hammer of horses' hooves, and yellow and dust spread.

The two tides are moving forward with a thunderous momentum.

In ordinary cavalry battles, whether it is whistling or yelling, the cavalry likes to speak out to strengthen their momentum during charge. Some cavalry with excellent horse skills, in order to prevent the horse from retreating in the face of the battle, and damage the speed, they will throw out the horse-covering cloth to cover the eyes of the war horses. However, the four thousand dragon elephant army and the eight thousand Dong Zhuo army are particularly abnormal, and they do not have such extra actions. The cavalry and the war horses rise and fall at the same time, full of silent iron-blooded rhythm. More than 60 Tibingshan warriors led by the eighteen cavalry and the four thousand war cavalry have rushed out. Dong Zhuo stopped his horse and stood with two thousand rangers behind him. The remaining two thousand rangers circled a arc, avoided the front, and stabbed the Dragon Elephant Army with a relatively weak force from both sides with accipit formations.

Dong Zhuojing and wait for the final result.

The first time both parties contacted each other, they were all flesh and bones.

A dragon elephant cavalry and a Dong family cavalry stabbed the spear through the breastplate almost at the same time. The war horse continued to rush forward and abandoned the spear and drew the sword. When the two passed by side, they each slashed out one more time. The dragon elephant cavalry cut off the head of the Northern barbarian with one knife, ignored the heavy injury, turned their heads to dodge a spear, and was about to slash out one sword to knock down the Dong family cavalry behind. The spear squeezed a arc in the air. Before the death of the Northern Liang cavalry, they threw out a sword with one hand and held the spear with the other, preventing the spear from being pulled out. The enemy cavalry let go of the sword, bounced off the flying sword, and continued to rush forward silently.

Two cavalry collided with people and horses, and the heads of the war horses were shattered on the spot. The cavalry and soldiers jumped up on the back of the horse, and the two spears used the opportunity to stab the enemy's chest. Both sides fell backwards at the same time, but they both held the spears. Before they could fight in the infantry, they prepared a spear for the cavalry that followed the two sides to penetrate the heads.

The amazingly powerful war cavalry can stab the enemy cavalry with one spear, and use the remaining force of the war horse to charge and then kill it. A dragon elephant cavalry has a long and fierce spear penetrated the chests of the two northern barbarians. The two corpses still run together like candied haws when they fall down.

He clamped a sharp spear under his armpit and unscrewed the Dong family cavalry who did not decisively abandon the spear as soon as possible, and cut off half of his head and entire shoulder with one knife.

Some Beimang cavalry, who was seriously injured and still killed, still cut off the legs of Beiliang horses until their death.

The two armies strangled each other, and they all rushed past them in an instant. Apart from the fact that the horses and the great captains did not abandon their spears and spears, they kept killing the enemy cavalry while rushing forward. However, it was impossible to say that a cavalry was moving forward slowly and surrounded by dozens of cavalrymen, allowing him to sweep his spears. It was even more impossible to turn around because of encountering an enemy general with equal strength. There was only one exception. The middle position of this long front line still had a huge hollow circle that was contrary to common sense. The boy in black was in the air.

When he jumped up, he slapped a thin old man with no weapons on his chest and landed on the ground with a loud bang. Then he was intercepted and fought by Eighteen riders, horseback or dismounted. As long as one general was caught in the battle personally, he was always a striking figure destined to be subjected to a tide offensive in the Spring and Autumn Period. Near such characters became a large chopping board, with flesh and blood corpses layered. After leading his army into Beimang, Xu Longxiang, who was deliberately blocked in the tile, was still not really stopped until today.

The old man in green clothes is Gong Pu, who is under the Tibing Mountain. His internal strength is strong and he has proved martial arts with the mountain master for many years. The other seventeen cavalry are brave men who fight against a hundred, not to mention that there are more than forty Tybing Mountain Penglai Pinlai Pinlai Pinlai Pinlai. They are all ten feet tall and are as powerful as a cow. After practicing martial arts, they are soaked in the medicine tank and tempered to the realm of being called pseudo-Valajra. Unfortunately, when they meet Xu Longxiang, who is born with a Vajra, will be dismembered as long as they are torn by a young man. In the big circle, more than a dozen Penglai Pinlai Pinlai Pinlai were lying down. At this time, Xu Longxiang ignored the swordsman of a Tibing Mountain and stabbed the back, pierced the heart with one punch through the heart of a Tybing Mountain slave, slowly pulled out his heart, threw it on the ground, and stabbed the sword.

On the back, the middle-aged swordsman was shocked. This boy clearly did not rely on the energy to float all over his body to resist sharp weapons. He had been immersed in swordsmanship for thirty years and was quite conceited. He stabbed the young man in his hand with a sword. No matter how he added the sword energy, he could not enter the flesh. The boy in black was very slow when he was slow, and he was faster when he was fast. He thought that the green sword was not good enough, so he leaned back and took the initiative to lean towards the tip of the sword lingering in the green light. Without waiting for the swordsman to abandon the sword, a famous sword in the world was bent in an instant, and then broke. The young man was leaning back too fast. Not only did the swordsman break the sword, but his whole body was knocked away, and his chest was shattered and fell backwards and fell into the loess, and he could not die again.

The black tiger roared to the sky, and held the vague corpse of a giant Penglai man under his claws. With a light hook, it smashed the corpse, soaked the blood in yellow sand.

The black tiger pounced on the next burly man closest to the next.

Gong Pu, who was not in a hurry to get close to the young man in black, shouted angrily when he saw this: "A bad beast!"

Heihu flew out sideways by Gong Pu's waist, but after landing, he still slid out five or six feet away, and then he shook his head and stood up. A horse-carriage lifted the swordsman with a gun and stabbed the back with a long spear. He felt pain without feeling the pain, and his feet were sinking down on the ground. After storming the strength, he even slaughtered the man and his horse. The gun-holder knight was bitten off his waist by Qi Xuanjie's seat, which was shocking. He was knocked down at the demon-killing platform to recognize the master of the young man in black. He swung his whip tail as hard as iron, and a blood groove was cut from head to chest behind Penglainu, and rushed forward to knock down another giant man who was not afraid of death. The latter's face was flushed and supported the black tiger's mouth, preventing it from getting down. The entire head of the black tiger smashed down, breaking the giant man's arm and smashing his head into the soil.

Gong Pu, who was full of anger, ran away and kicked the black tiger away again, and rolled down more than a dozen cavalrymen who were both Liangmang.

Xu Longxiang ignored the war on the Black Tiger. He seemed to be lightly sweeping his arms, and then cut off a swordsman from Tibingshan, pulled his upper body, spun an arc, and smashed a giant man with a dull face. An elderly swordsman with a dull face, like pear blossom rain, and each sword was stabbed on the barefoot boy. He used the tip of the sword to rebound and withdrew several feet, and went back and forth, dazzled, and in an instant it was nine.

More than ten swords, hands, feet, head, head, cheek, heart, mouth, abdomen, nothing was missing. A series of gold and stone fighting sounds were extremely crisp and extraordinary. The old swordsman tried to find the life gate of this crazy boy. When a sword was pressed against his eyebrows, he saw the young demon who was chasing Beimang Luoyang grinning, and then he had to take advantage of the slightest recovery of the sword body, and the swordsman who integrated the Taoist sect step into his body skills took a step, and the young man who rushed in front of him at that moment hit him with a punch.

On the left ear, the old man's hastily luck offset seven or eight points of murderous intent, but due to the huge force, his body was off the ground like a backward planting onion. Xu Longxiang held his feet and poked it downward, like throwing a spear into the ground. The famous sword master squeezed his head out of sight. His chest was on par with the yellow sand. Xu Longxiang gently kicked the master of swordsmanship with a light kick. He caught a glimpse of the master's master's own swordsmanship, hesitated for a moment, bent down and picked it up.

He threw it lightly, pressed against the hilt of the sword, and the palms of the sword were broken into countless pieces. He held the sword pieces with both hands, looked up and saw two swordsmen who were only left. His figures suddenly rose, scaring the two of them to death. They didn't care about the famous swordsman and ran wildly. One of them was not fast enough. He was swept by a black-clothed boy on his cheek, his mouth was covered with fragments, and his face was beyond recognition. The great swordsman died of being fed by the sword pieces, which was extremely desolate and funny.

Another swordsman escaped because of a giant Penglai man who went to death to stop him, but he was already shattered and had no intention of fighting. Regardless of whether he was severely punished by Shibingshan afterwards, he retreated backwards and sank into the cavalry.

Xu Longxiang was bloodthirsty and tore off a giant man. He was about to find the next target, but was knocked down by Gong Pu's shoulder rest named Tishan, and staggered a few steps. Gong Pu was furious and rushed forward, step by step and pit, and his fists ripped apart the air, wrapped in wind and sand. He gave the young man a fierce blow. Xu Longxiang's feet were off the ground, kicked Gong Pu's shoulder with one kick, both of them retreated, and then slid a distance of more than ten feet apart, and stopped his body at the same time. The two were like the cavalry of the two armies, colliding. Gong Pu hit the boy's forehead with one punch, and the boy punched him in his chest, with the two as the center of the circle, and a large circle of yellow sand drifted out wildly.

Xu Longxiang spit out a mouthful of blood, smashed his right fist into the palm of his left hand, and raised a grim smile.

Two wipes of blood oozed from Gong Pu’s nostrils and gently wiped them away.

Once more than 10,000 troops were put into operation, the entire army fought to the death of a war that no soldiers surrendered or retreated. There was no historical record before the Spring and Autumn Period. In the Spring and Autumn Period, only the battle of concubines in the tomb was fought. Yuan Zuozong, who was the second-ranked warrior, left him alone. He dragged the most elite and majestic 40,000 heavy armored cavalry of Western Chu with 16,000 light cavalry. This made the Xu family army, which was not yet known as the Northern Liang army, complete the strategic siege of Western Chu, forcing the entire line to shrink completely, and eventually made a decisive battle.

In the Battle of the West of the Spring and Autumn Period, in that battle, the sixteen soldiers guarding Baixiong Yuan Zuozong were all ordinary soldiers, because more than 30 generals of the school lieutenant were already dead. At the beginning of that battle, Yuan Zuozong led the way, from cavalry to infantry battle, killing sixteen enemy generals, and killing more than 17 enemy cavalry with one silver gun. If Chen Zhibao had not violated the order to lead troops to rescue, Yuan Zuozong was destined to die at the Princess' tomb. When Chen Zhibao in white clothes walked to the grave, Yuan Zuozong stood with guns in his hands, his body was covered in blood, and his face was stained with blood.

Generally speaking, if the loss of military strength reaches one-third, the morale of the army will begin to collapse. In the Spring and Autumn Period, countless heroes took advantage of the troubled times to raise up the matter. If there is a small climate, they will be busy calling themselves kings and claiming to be emperors. However, most of these mixed troops encounter elite regular troops and are often defeated at once and vulnerable. There are many absurd wars in which 50,000 or 60,000 rebels were chased by thousands of cavalrymen, not to mention the death battle. The powerful ministers of the Liyang Dynasty each had their own ulterior motives and said that Gu Jiantang could also pacify the Spring and Autumn Period, but they never thought whether Gu Jiantang could bring out a mighty general like Yuan Zuozong and bring out the 300,000 cavalry of the Northern Liang Dynasty, which was still a gathering of morale after the Spring and Autumn Period.

The battle of Hulukou was tragic.

From the late noon, the two armies began to charge and fought until dusk.

The mouth of the gourd is filled with yellow and rusty, and it never stops for a moment.

The four thousand dragon and elephant army and the six thousand Dong Zhuo army almost unprecedentedly fought from a horse war to an infantry war! If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, no one would have believed it if he said it.

Dong Zhuo was able to make an exception in the Southern Dynasty to occupy three major military towns. He dared to stare at several generals in the temple of the Southern Dynasty. He relied on the Dongqi to have a total of 60,000 jackal troops under the command of Dongqi. When the Empress was patrolling the border, she asked Fatty Dong personally that the war would begin in the future and would not be willing to exchange 60,000 for 60,000 for a king of the Southern Court? The implication is that Dong Zhuo's 60,000 troops can defeat any 60,000 cavalry out of the 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang. As for how the treacherous Dong Zhuo replied, naturally no one knew.

Although Dong Zhuo's face was as deep as water, his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The two thousand Rangers behind him were never put into a stalemate.

The complete system of the Beacon Tower on the West Front of Beimang and the Wubao Army Town seems perfect, but it has never been affected by the bloody war. It is gorgeous and unreal. Dong Zhuo has always seen it and knows it, but he has never mentioned it in the temple once again. For example, this time, the Eight Thousand Dragon Elephant Army went deep into the army and attacked the tiles of the military town, without a trace of wolf smoke. Afterwards, the Junzi Pavilion was swallowed, and the beacon tower had a brief ignition of smoke, but then the Southern Dynasty became blind again. The Dragon Elephant Army pointed at the horse hooves, and there was no news about the hundreds of beacon towers in front of Ligu Maolong. Even Dong Zhuo himself did not expect that the Four Thousand Dragon Elephant Army would not attack Ligu, but to set up an ambush and intercept the reinforcements.

If it weren't for the eight thousand soldiers and horses he trained, I'd probably have to chew this dragon and elephant army so much that it's gone?

Dong Zhuo is still waiting.

Although his cavalry was rushing all the way to reinforce the valley, it was not enough to be awaiting work. However, the Dragon Elephant Army, which had experienced two fierce battles, still had to gain an advantage. Dong Zhuo thought that four thousand and four thousand would fall into decline, but he did not expect that the two thousand rangers would join the war and still failed to defeat the Dragon Elephant Army, which was like a bowstring collapsed to the limit in one fell swoop.

Dong Zhuo raised his butt, and the figures of the boy in black and the Pu in Tibingyama on the battlefield could be vaguely seen.

The fat man said, "It's really possible to fight. He finally licked his face and licked his face and went to the 18 cavalry that his father-in-law wanted from Tibing Mountain, plus more than forty Penglai giants, and with the old man Gong in charge, they were almost killed. After this battle, will my wife not let me climb into bed for a few days?"

A ranger general rode his horse to Dong Zhuo and asked in a low voice: "General?"

Dong Zhuo shook his head and said, "No hurry."

The strong general asked carefully: "If you continue to have a stalemate, I'm afraid Lord Gongshan will want it?"

Dong Zhuo said bluntly: "I just have to wait until he dies."

The general who followed Dong Zhuo for many years was no different and retreated quietly with expressionless face.

Now the sky is like a naughty child splashing ink on white paper. The more ink, the darker the night becomes.

The war was about to end, and Dong Zhuo waved, and the general rushed over quickly. The fat man smiled and said, "Send the order, let's two thousand cavalry go to kill the boy in black, stare at him and kill him, and don't pay attention to the rest of the Dragon Elephant Army. Whoever takes off the head of the boy is to be a fourth-rank official in the Southern Dynasty temple, or to be promoted to the third level under my Dong Zhuo, and he will choose it."

The general grinned and smiled knowingly, saying in a deep voice: "Get order!"

Dong Zhuo picked up the Green Spring Gun and finally got involved in the battle.

Is it worth it to replace the 4,000 Dragon Elephant Army and a man to slaughter the second son's head?

Dong Zhuo sneered: "I think I'm going to make a lot of money this time."

Fifty miles outside the mouth of the gourd, eight hundred cavalrymen rode their horses and ran wildly.

All white horses and white armor.

The leader is a handsome and tall cavalryman with a silver spear.
Chapter completed!