An Lei was stopping on the high ground at this time. Although the world was dim, he could see the flags that Feng Polu had set out very clearly, and he could see the fierce battle in Qiufengyuan quite clearly.

The Northwest Army attacked the Yi barbarian army formation with a force like a fierce tiger.

"Wanhu, the Marquis has already raised the flag and ordered us to go to war." The person next to him thought An Lei had not seen the flag and reminded him carefully.

An Lei turned his head, and a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he sneered: "Are you saying that we are rushing over now to help Shuwutai?"

The man was stunned, but An Lei clenched his fists with both hands, slowly moved his eyes to the battlefield, and said coldly: "Since Shu Wutai has taken away the courage blade and claims to be the number one warrior of our barbarians, let me see how powerful he is."

"But the marquis issued an order. If ten thousand households do not follow the order, the marquis will be investigated at that time." The man next to him kindly reminded: "When the time comes, maybe even the crime of ten thousand households will be punished."

"Recipient?" An Lei said indifferently: "We sent troops to help them fight. Come whenever they want, and leave whenever they want. What qualifications does he have to punish me?"

Another person next to him also sneered: "Shuwutai is arrogant and domineering and has always been against us. This time he came to Central Plains, he brought out all the elites of his tribe. If these people die here in this battle, it will only benefit and harmless for us."

"Not bad." Another person said: "An Lei Wanhu is the strongest warrior in our Yiman. Why should he take away the courage blade? The Marquis did not distinguish right from wrong, and even wanted to protect the Shuwutai. Since Shuwutai and the rebels fought, we would ignore it and watch them all be killed."

An Lei took a few steps forward, his expression cold: "There are many rebels. Even if we kill them, we may not be able to win. Since that's the case, why should we sacrifice our tribes for nothing? If we die here, the power of the tribe will be weaker in the future. Now no one in Mobei dares to attack us easily, because our strength is strong. If the power disappears, our tribe will face the danger of extermination."

Everyone around him was the same tribe as Anlei, and they didn't have much thoughts at first, but after Anlei said this, they thought it made sense. They all nodded and said, "Wanhu, let's just watch them fight and don't fight."

"If we don't kill as planned, Shu Wutai and the others will not be able to withstand it sooner or later." An Lei observed the situation on the battlefield, but he could see clearly that at this time the cavalry of the two sides fought. The infantry on both wings of the Northwest Army obviously wanted to prevent the Yi Barbarian cavalry from coming out from both sides, so he did not act rashly, but was ready for battle. However, as the Northwest Cavalry penetrated into the Yi Barbarian formation, the infantry on both wings followed closely, and the contact surface with the Yi Barbarian cavalry became larger and larger. The Northwest Army's strength was far greater than that of the Yi Barbarian cavalry in Qiufengyuan. Once the two wings of the Northwest Army were fully expanded and the cavalry broke through, thousands of Yi Barbarian soldiers would be completely trapped in siege.

An Lei did not know any formation, but he had been fighting for a long time. After all, he was still in the world of vision. At first, he only saw that the formation of the Northwest Army was strange, but with the movement of the Northwest Army on the battlefield, he had already keenly seen the strangeness.

"Wanhu, there seems to be no movement on Fan Persie's side." A Yiman general looked at the opposite high ground from afar and whispered: "Are they not going to send troops?"

An Lei raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance. Although the battle in Qiufengyuan was fierce, there was indeed no movement on the high ground opposite.

"I understand, that guy Van Persie is also waiting for us to attack." An Lei immediately understood and laughed: "They have always been incompatible with Shu Chitai. It seems that he also wants to watch Shu Chitai die at the hands of the rebels!"

"Wanhu, what should we do next?"

An Lei thought for a while before saying, "We will go wherever we come from. Now the people of the Central Plains are killing each other, and Feng Yuanpo has already died. If Feng Polu dies here this time, it will be a great thing for us." A cold smile, "Even if he survives, he will not spare him this time, and he will definitely chop off his head. From now on, our Mobei grassland will no longer be bullied by the Hexi Army."

When all the generals heard this, they all looked excited, but one of them said with a little worry: "Wanhu, if this battle is defeated, the emperor and the emperor know that we are disobeying in the last battle, will it be!"

An Lei smiled disdainfully and said, "Are you worried that the emperor will send troops to retaliate against us? Don't worry, the people of the Central Plains are fighting each other themselves now, and the emperor has no extra power to take care of us. After we return to Mobei, we will be the first to deal with the tribe of Shuchitai first, and then we will also clean up the tribe of Ibrahimovic. As long as these two tribes are eaten, our power will become stronger. At that time, we will not be afraid of anyone."

"But the clan leader is still in the hands of the Qin people." The man worried, "If we just returned to Mobei like this, the Qin people would definitely be very angry, the clan leader!"

When the others heard this, the excited expression on their faces disappeared immediately.

This time, a total of thirteen Yi barbarian tribes sent troops to the Central Plains. The chiefs of the thirteen tribes are now in Wuping Prefecture City. Although they are all named marquis and are delicious and delicious, they cannot leave Wuping Prefecture. They are also placed in house arrest as hostages in Wuping Prefecture City. Now they are leaving in front of the battle, undoubtedly putting the clan leader in desperate situation.

An Lei was silent for a moment, and heard the shrill shouts in Qiu Fengyuan. He saw the sword lights and blood on the battlefield. People shouted and horses neighed. The soldiers on both sides were fighting bloody battles. After a while, he finally turned around and faced several Yiman generals behind him, and said in a deep voice: "We are powerful in this fight. If we continue to kill now, the clan leader will naturally be safe, but our tribe may become weak from now on." He paused, his expression was cold, and he clenched his fists and said: "But if we leave now, the tribe will definitely become stronger. How do you choose? Tell me?"

Everyone was amused. After a while of silence, one of them finally whispered loudly: "Wanhu, I will listen to you. Whatever you want to do, I will follow you."

The others did not hesitate and said, "We all follow you, and now we go back to the grassland."

Another sneered: "The patriarch is old, and if he knew that we had the opportunity to strengthen our tribe, he would definitely agree."

An Lei did not hesitate anymore, and walked forward with his war horse. His generals also went over, got on the horse and drew their swords. An Lei turned his horse's head and whispered loudly: "Children, go back to the grassland!" He did not hesitate anymore, and shook the horse's reins and urged the horse to go north. The two thousand cavalry on the high ground were waiting for the battle. As long as An Lei gave an order, he rushed down Qiufengyuan and rushed towards the northwest army. At this time, he saw An Lei and the generals turning their horses heads and heading north. Although he was strange, he did not hesitate. With the shouts, people shouted and neighed, and turned around and headed north.

The dust rolls, and the war horses neigh.

"Marty, An Lei's men are moving!"

"No, they went in the wrong direction, no, they were going to escape in the last battle."

Feng Polu's pupils were already shrinking and his flag was fighting. An Lei did not respond for a long time. The fighter planes on the battlefield were fleeting, and there must not be any delay. An Lei did not move for a long time, and Feng Polu was furious. When he saw that An Lei's troops began to move, this movement was better than not. Two thousand cavalry actually turned around and headed north.

Feng Polu's muscles were twisted on his face. He had made great calculations, but how could he calculate that the barbarians who had always feared him escaped at the most important time?

"Damn it, the damn barbarian bastard!" A general next to him was already furious: "Marty, those bastards really ran away!"

"Not good." Another person exclaimed: "Marty, look over there!"

Feng Polu quickly turned his head, but saw that there was already dust and smoke on the other high ground, and horses' hooves were rumbling.

"Van Persie, the bastard, is going to run away." A general was extremely angry and rushed over and was about to turn over. "Marty, I will stop them, these dogs and bastards who are scattered!"

Feng Polu clenched his fists with both hands, his face turned pale, and his body suddenly shook, as if he was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, someone next to him was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he held him in one hand. Several generals stepped forward one after another, "Marty, you!"

Feng Polu stabilized his body, suddenly pushed the left and right away, quickly walked over, turned over the horse, pulled out his sword, and all the generals got on the horse when they saw this. Feng Polu said in a deep voice: "The two wings escaped at the battle, and the morale of the central army will definitely be greatly reduced. If they cannot stabilize, they will soon disintegrate. Let me listen to me, kill me and fight to the death." Behind him, there were nearly two thousand infantry soldiers. Feng Polu did not hesitate anymore, and Huhe Doctor had already rushed over first.

He naturally did not expect the consequences of the Yi barbarian cavalry on both sides to escape, but he knew very well that An Lei and Van Pers led their troops to the scene, which not only made the tactic of attacking the two wings unable to be implemented, but more importantly, once the central army discovered that the two wings were withdrawn, the morale of the army would inevitably be dissipated. Now both sides were in a bloody battle, and the central army was also struggling to support the pressure of the Northwest Army. Once the morale of the army was dissipated, it was easy to have collapsed.

Feng Polu had had too many dealings with the Yi Barbarians and knew that once the Yi Barbarians fought, they were indeed brave and powerful, but the Yi Barbarians were not very complimentary. Once they were frustrated, they would easily collapse.

Feng Polu fought for half his life, and the battle formations he had experienced were fewer defeats and more defeats, especially in Hexi. He had almost no defeat. He had some confidence in this battle, but he never expected that in a flash, the battle situation suddenly changed and such a fatal change occurred. Although he knew that something was wrong, his arrogance still made him want to make a final try.

This battle was his gamble. Once he failed, his future could be said to be completely destroyed. The winner would be the king and the princes would be the loser. He knew very well that even if he had won countless battles, as long as he lost today, his past achievements would be gone.

The war horses were flying, and Feng Polu led two thousand infantry under his command to rush forward from the rear of the Yi barbarian army formation, hoping that he would come out in person to inspire morale and stabilize his position.

At this moment, I heard the sound of war drums coming from behind the Northwest Army formation. Among the drums, the Northwest Army infantry, who were originally waiting for the two wings, suddenly expanded rapidly, just like an eagle, suddenly spreading its wings.
Chapter completed!