Pan Feng knew that anyone had their limits, including himself.

During these three days, the Jizhou Army and the Mijia Tribe's coalition launched a long-term tug-of-war of both physical and mental consumption. At this time, both sides have put in a lot of physical strength and spirit. The difference is that Pan Feng's Jizhou Army has the blessing of the number Qinglong, and the tribal coalition has nothing!

With the blessing of the number Qinglong, although the Jizhou army consumed a huge amount in the past three days, the recovery level and speed were relatively more. Although the soldiers are a little haggard, their strength and spirit are invincible.

After Pan Feng ordered his departure, a 10,000 army rushed towards the headquarters of the tribal coalition forces.

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Tribal coalition garrison.

Because the warriors were too tired and the Jizhou army had not turned around for three days, the head coach Duoliang also relaxed his vigilance, but after he put up his resting tent, he no longer cared about the fortifications outside the camp. After all, they would follow the Jizhou army's butt tomorrow morning and chase after them. No matter how good the fortifications were done, it would be a waste.

As the night gradually deepened, the exhausted tribal warriors gradually fell asleep.

At this moment, the sleepy guard suddenly felt a slight tremor from the land beneath his feet. At the same time, a long black city wall vaguely blocked the stars on the horizon in the hazy dark night in the distance.

The on-duty officer rubbed his eyes and thought he had read it wrong, until the vibration of the ground was completely awakened by the rumbling sound of horse hooves.

At this time, the on-duty personnel realized that a large number of cavalry were rushing towards their camp, and the only one in the Jizhou Army could gather so many cavalry nearby!

Thinking of this, the on-duty personnel felt that the dead were all roaring and couldn't help but roar.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A loud roar accompanied by a harsh alarm sounded, awakening the tribal warriors who were sleeping deeply.

"Who is screaming around in the middle of the night!"

"Where did the enemy attack come from? Doesn't the Jizhou army need to sleep?"

"Everyone is quiet, it seems something is wrong!"

After a few yelling, someone finally realized something was wrong, and they also felt the vibration of the ground.

Those present as warriors on the grassland soon realized the source of this shock - a large number of cavalry!

Isn’t it a fatal matter to have a large number of cavalry at this point?

However, before they could get on their horses in armor, the Jizhou army that was rushing to attack was close at hand.

Outside the camp.

Pan Feng rode the Red Rabbit first, and the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand flashed with a terrifying cold light in the night. Within a hundred steps ahead, the enemy's camp was the enemy's camp. With the several braziers standing in the camp, Pan Feng could clearly see the deep confusion and fear in the eyes of the group of Xianbei people who had just woken up!

"kill!"

At this time, the army no longer needed to suppress the sound. Pan Feng immediately used the talent of "Sound like Thunder" to shock several tribal warriors who were preparing to come up next to the camp.

"Puff!"

Fang Tian's painting halberd flashed by, and before the two of them came to their senses, they easily cut off their heads.

The next second, Pan Feng and the Red Rabbit Horse rushed into the enemy camp like beasts. The scared tribal warriors had no power to resist under Pan Feng's Fang Tianhua Ji. He was like a sharp knife and penetrated the tribal coalition forces hard into the chest, causing the tribal coalition forces in their already bad condition to lose their composure.

The soldiers of Jizhou army following Pan Feng were excited when they saw Pan Feng so bravely, and the sword in his hand ruthlessly chopped the tribal warriors on both sides.

As the army rushed into the camp, the army of 20,000 tribe warriors exploded.

The sound of shouting, screaming, begging for mercy, screaming and the neighing of war horses all mixed up, making the entire camp a mess, making it impossible to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.

......

Duoliang was woken up by his personal guards urgently. Even though the Jizhou army had already rushed into the camp, he was still exhausted.

He was so tired that he had a shop to fall asleep. If the guard hadn't pushed his head into the bed while holding his shoulder and shaking it hard, he would have fallen asleep again.

When Duo Lang heard the news of the attack of the Jizhou army, his sleepiness finally retreated like a tide, and replaced by endless fear.

"How could the Jizhou army have the strength to attack us?" Duorong almost roared and said this. Even though the Jizhou army was indeed attacking the camp, he didn't understand!

Everyone ran for three days without stopping. Why are the tribal warriors living on horseback who can't compare to the cavalry you trained in Jizhou?

Logically speaking, even the tribe warriors were so tired that they were so tired that the Jizhou army should have been exhausted long ago, but the current situation is that the Jizhou army still has the strength to launch a night attack!

How come this is like dreaming!

But this is not a dream. The screams from outside the tent were so clear. The head that hit the bed just now was also aching. Everything told Duoliang that the Jizhou army did attack at night and was almost about to hit his central army tent!

Thinking of this, Duoliang didn't have time to explore why the Jizhou army had the strength to attack at night. He had to arrange soldiers to resist the attack of the Jizhou army as soon as possible, otherwise none of the 20,000 people would be spared!

"Send the order to gather troops to resist the enemy. From the perspective of time, the Jizhou army should not have a rest. Our warriors have already slept for a while. As long as we can stabilize the defense line, the enemy will definitely lack the momentum. At that time, we will turn defeat into victory!"

Duoliang is worthy of being the life-saving coach of the Mijia tribe. Although he was a little reckless when chasing Pan Feng, the quality of being calm and orderly in the face of danger is still difficult for ordinary generals to have.

After Duoliang's order was passed, the tribal warriors who had not been affected by the killing began to barely establish a line of defense under the command of their respective leaders. At this time, the warriors of the tribe had completely given up their war horses. In this case, even if they rode on war horses, they could not play the advantage of war horses. Instead of choosing war horses in a mess, it would be better to directly use the defense line as infantry.

However, the tribal leaders finally respected the flesh and blood of their warriors. The most important reason why the infantry of the Han army was able to confront the cavalry head-on was that the two equipments, shields and spears, were: one to save lives and the other to kill the enemy.

The problem is that the two types of equipment are not available to the tribe warriors, and there are no other suspicious self-defense weapons in their hands except for a sword.

When such infantry faced the Jizhou cavalry armed to their teeth, they had only one ending waiting for them - to be dispersed and then die!

At this time, the tribal warriors who were killed by Pan Feng and others were completely disbanded. What remained was the central army tent and the tribal defense line that was barely established not far from the central army tent.

"puff!"

Pan Feng casually used Fang Tian Hua Ji to cut off the head of a tribe warrior, and then set his eyes on the defense line not far away.

Looking at the tall and strong men waiting for the battle, Pan Feng smiled contemptuously. Most of them had a lingering feeling of fatigue on their faces. Even such people were wearing well-dressed armor, Pan Feng was not afraid at all, not to mention that the current tribal warriors were just wearing thick leather jackets.

However, a person behind the defense line attracted Pan Feng's attention.

That was the only person who was still riding a war horse, and a group of tribal leaders were surrounded by him.

Seeing this, Pan Feng immediately guessed the other party's identity.

It seems that this man is the commander of the tribal coalition.

"After all the generals, the enemy commander Duo Ran riding a war horse in front of him. You and others will kill me and kill this person!" Pan Feng's voice was very far away in the night sky. Not only did the soldiers of Jizhou hear it, but the tribal warriors and Duo Ran himself could also hear it clearly.

Duoliang was a little disdainful when he heard Pan Feng's words. After all, it was not a joke to take the head of the enemy general among the thousands of troops. Although Pan Feng and his Jizhou army came fiercely, Duoliang, who had already established a defense line, did not think that Pan Feng could still get a advantage in this situation. Since he wanted to lead the army to fight, then add another fire to him!

"Pan Feng! You and the Jizhou army under your command are just insidious and cunning rats. If you hadn't taken advantage of the rest of our warriors, you wouldn't have the chance to enter the camp? Now our defense line is stable. If you have the courage, come here!" Duo Ran said loudly, and the originally panicked expressions of the tribe warriors next to him gradually stabilized when they heard this.

Yes, if it weren't for the sneak attack, how could the Jizhou army attack in!

Duoliang's words gave the tribe warriors great confidence. They firmly believed that Duoliang's judgment was correct, and the Jizhou army was no longer afraid of it at this time!

Pan Feng didn't understand Duoliang's provocation, but it was not difficult to see his arrogance from the other party's tone and expression. Pan Feng just smiled coldly, and then held the Fang Tian Hua Ji and killed him at the tribal defense line not far away.

"Kill!" The Jizhou army in the rear followed closely behind.

The army rushed up again with a rumbling rumble, and the soldiers who rushed to the front were extremely excited after killing.

Tonight, they vented all their long-established anger, and the unwillingness and dissatisfaction that they were chased for the past three days turned into their motivation to wield their weapons.

Tonight, I will be killed happily!

The surging steel torrent of the Jizhou army was about to collide with the fragile flesh-and-blood Great Wall of the tribal coalition forces. The Fang Tianhua Ji was raised high in Pan Feng's hand who was rushing in front.

On the other hand, the tribal warriors tightened the bowstring in their hands under Duoliang's command, and their target would rush to Pan Feng in the front!

Duo Lang had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He was not a fool who would mock Pan Feng for no reason in this situation. The ultimate goal of his doing so was to attract Pan Feng to be the first to rush up, and then shoot a row of bows and arrows in a row. Even if Pan Feng had the courage to be inappropriate, he would definitely hate him on the spot, unless he could fly with wings!

With the long line of defense, everyone pulled the bowstrings and shot out together just when Pan Feng entered the range.

Pan Feng, who was charging, naturally saw the arrows aiming at him clearly. If it were an ordinary general, no matter how brave he was, he would turn around and avoid the edge. No matter how bad he was, he would slow down and wait for the army to come up to resist.

But Pan Feng is different.

Pan Feng's martial arts value has reached its peak level, and his physical fitness and reaction speed are naturally far beyond ordinary people. Generally speaking, he can block the arrows shot at him as long as they are not shot from a powerful crossbow.

The group of tribal warriors in front of them were obviously not powerful crossbows. The arrows shot from their bows and arrows were indeed very powerful within a short distance, but they were still a little worse than the powerful crossbows.

Of course, even if Pan Feng can push the arrow, he will not be able to take risks like this. His real killer move is the Red Rabbit Horse sitting down.

As the most excellent horse among war horses, the Red Rabbit Horse has very strong abilities. Seeing that it had entered the range of the enemy's range, Pan Feng knocked the horse's belly and turned around. The Red Rabbit Horse, who was originally galloping, suddenly jumped towards the open space next to it with both feet. The jump was more than five meters away. At this time, the tribe warriors also received the order to shoot arrows.

In an instant, hundreds of arrows shot towards Pan Feng's original charge position. If Pan Feng was still there, he would have to face all the arrows shot from a large fan in front of him. At this moment, his distance was five feet away. Even if there were arrows flying towards him, there would be only a few arrows. Pan Feng still ignored these arrows and knocked them down in a few easy times.

Pan Feng did this time to avoid the tribe warriors and didn't dare to shock the chins. The head coach of the tribe felt a chill on his back.

There are actually people who can survive the situation of thousands of arrows being shot at once. Such a person is his enemy!

Thinking of this, Duo Lang felt a little desperate. He didn't know what else to keep Pan Feng here. At this time, he had already wanted to retreat, but how could Pan Feng make him do what he wanted?

"Don't leave! Come on!"

Pan Feng, who was already in sight, waved Fang Tian Hua Ji fiercely and cut off the two tribal warriors who were blocking their faces, with their swords. The gushing blood and the screams before death scared the tribal warriors who had not been affected by them.

Pan Feng, who killed two people, was not satisfied with scaring away others. Fang Tian's painting halberd waved his backhand again, and two tribal warriors blocking in front of him were instantly dismembered. Then Pan Feng's painting halberd was waved left and right, and the tribal warriors blocking in front of him had no one-union enemy. Even several tribal leaders were easily killed by Pan Feng's one halberd and two.

In this way, Pan Feng rushed into the enemy formation with one horse and caught up with Duo Lang who was running away in fearful eyes.

"Save me! Save me!" Duo Lang was so scared that his face was pale, running and shouting for help.

Hearing Duoliang's cry for help, the guards on both sides and several loyal warriors rushed over, but Pan Feng, who was holding the Fang Tian Huaji, was not so close to him. He saw him holding the tail of Fang Tian Huaji with one hand, pulling out his sword with the other hand, and swinging in both directions and drawing a big circle.

Under such a large-scale sweep, whether it was the warriors rushing up from afar or the personal guards who were fighting to the death near, they all ended in hatred in Pan Feng's move.

After one move, there was no longer any survivor within the range of the Fangtian Painting Ji around Pan Feng.

In front, Duoliang was so scared by Pan Feng that he could not hold back his urine. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind - run! The better the distance is!

However, before he could rush out of the military formation, a sharp sword that flew through his chest.

"Well..."
Chapter completed!