Seeing that Liao Jianhui was about to attack, Hu Jianzheng was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he advised him: "General Liao, the Hu people are cunning. Although they are frustrated, their strength should not be underestimated. It is better to defend the city."

When he came, Governor Miao also told Liao Jianhui that as long as he guarded Huangsha Pass, even if he had a great achievement, Governor Miao's instructions and Hu Jianzheng's persuasion could not defeat Liao Jianhui's heart to make achievements.

Liao Jianhui glanced at Hu Jianzheng and said coldly: "If you are afraid, just keep the Huangsha Pass. You don't have to talk too much about attacking."

Hu Jian was choked by him and had nothing to say, but he didn't want to offend him, so he sued him and simply went down to the city to arrange for people to repair the city walls and gates.

Hu Qi moved and began to slowly retreat northward.

The desolate horn echoed over the yellow sand. Ashizhimo looked at Huangsha Pass from afar. After a long time of silence, he was frustrated when he went south. The fate of Ashi and Hun Branches was to survive. The clan was already killing lambs and had no harvest. How to meet the wife, children and young people in the clan.

Moji obviously couldn't think so far. Beimo is a place where strength is emphasized. He is young and strong, brave and good at fighting, and he will love and welcome him wherever he goes. Maybe he will be able to build a new tribe in more than ten years. The rise and fall of tribes on the grassland is like mushrooms in the grass, and not many people care about it.

"Uncle, stop looking. Let's go somewhere else to look. Are the eagles still afraid that they can't catch the rabbit?"

Amid the urging of Merji, Ashima turned his horse's head and followed the group of people to retreat northward.

Suddenly, a scream came from beside him: "Chief, Zheng army is chasing me out." Ashizhima turned around sharply. Sure enough, a team of cavalry rushed out at the gate of Huangshaguan.

First, then be happy. In the confrontation between Beimo and Dazheng, few Zheng troops took the initiative. Needless to say, the new reinforcements thought they were weak and could be bullied, and wanted to take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle. Ashizhima's face burst into a grim smile and shouted sternly: "Moji, teach me a lesson in these arrogant Zheng troops."

The horn became high and anxious, and Merge let out a "yoyo" shout, leading the horse team forward like a tide.

When it comes to riding skills, Zheng army is not as good as Hu cavalry, but Hu cavalry rarely uses shields, while Liao Jianhui led light cavalry with bows. Sixty steps apart, the overwhelming rain of arrows poured towards Hu cavalry, and people suddenly turned over and over.

Moji cursed, pivoting the scimitar in his hand, and skillfully manipulating the horses to avoid the rain of arrows. He took a look at Liao Jianhui at first sight. The bright light Kai was particularly eye-catching among the troops. Good thing, Moji's eyes were shiny, and the armor was killed and I would belong to him.

Liao Jianhui saw the big black man coming towards him, his eyes were like a copper bell with a fierce light. The scimitar in his hand danced out a series of sword flowers in the air. He saw that he should be the leader of the Hu Qi. He captured the thief and the king, Liao Jianhui was quite confident in his martial arts skills, and a cold smile appeared on his face, facing Moji.

In a flash, the two horses approached, and Moji slashed forward and slashed towards Liao Jianhui's neck. Moji looked at this body of Ming Guangkai, fearing that the slash would damage the armor.

Liao Jianhui's spear was shaken, attacking against the attack, and the tip of the spear was towards the blade. His eyes and hand strength were almost injured by Moji.

The spear tip and the blade hit each other, sparks burst out, making a loud noise.

Moji was shocked. This Zheng general was so beautiful that his spear was extremely accurate.

The horse's heads were in the same way, and Moji's scimitar wiped off Liao Jianhui's horse's head. Liao Jianhui pressed his right hand and raised the spear in his hand, lifting the scimitar high.

The two horses were only three feet apart. Moji leaned out to the right on the horse, twisted his waist and took advantage of the situation. The scimitar in his hand pulled out an arc, sweeping towards Liao Jianhui's waist like a clear spring. The opponent was so powerful that he didn't care about protecting his armor.

Liao Jianhui felt nervous. Unexpectedly, this man from Beimo was not only good at riding skills, but also used a scimitar in his hand to make him superb. If someone else had to do with him, he might have been cut into two pieces by a scimitar.

The spear was made of fine steel. Liao Jianhui thrust his left hand out, and the scimitar cut on the spear, making a harsh friction sound.

The two horses had their tails connected, and Moji fell backwards, and the scimitar in his hand was like a training, slashing towards Liao Jianhui's back.

Liao Jianhui was busy dealing with the Hu Qi who was rushing forward, but he was not wary of Moji's backward strike. When he heard the sound of wind behind him, it was too late to resist the spear in his hand.

The silver horse knew the owner's wishes and rushed forward. Liao Jianhui leaned on the horse's neck and leaned forward as much as possible. The scimitar cut through and cut a big hole in the cloak behind him.

At this time, two horses collided with each other, the sound of horse hooves, shouts, and the muffled sound of swords and guns slashing the body were intertwined, blood splattered, and the screams were endless.

This time the face-to-face collision Hu Qi suffered a great loss. More than 300 cavalry and two thousand light cavalry of Zheng's army were outnumbered. After the two armies intersected, there were only more than 100 people left by Moji.

Liao Jianhui suffered a great loss at Moji's hands just now, and refused to give up. He turned around and turned around and brought the light cavalry to fight Moji. The vanguard escorted the chariot and war set out first, but Ashi Zhimo and some of the troops had not yet set off. In this way, the team had the elders and had no time to take care of Zheng's army for a while.

The friends around him were all shot into the ground. The brothers who were drinking and singing together last night could never return to the grassland. Moji's eyes were full of evil light and turned into a wolf who chose people and stared at the shining armor.

Liao Jianhui did not dare to be careless at all. His spear hit Moji's chest like an arrow, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Merge snorted coldly, and used his tooth to face the tip of the spear with his blade.

With a crisp "ding" sound, Liao Jianhui felt the spear trembling and made a "buzzing" sound, as if he was about to turn into a living thing and break free from his hands. Liao Jianhui hurriedly held the spear tightly.

Moji was not feeling well, and the force of shock retraction made his chest feel stuffy, especially when he returned to the knife, he found that there was a soybean-sized gap on the sharp blade.

This made Moji, who was obsessed with his life, let out an angry roar, his wrist trembled continuously, and three sword shadows instantly slashed out.

The three sword shadows were like three fangs, and they swallowed towards Liao Jianhui's head. Liao Jianhui crossed the spear and the three sword shadows hit the spear body. It was as strong as a force, which made him shorter, and the silver horse was neighing.

Moji dared not fall in love with the battle. If he had to stay for a while, there might not be many warriors around him who could go back. He viciously compared a hand gesture to Liao Jianhui, and Moji rushed to the north and fled.

Of course, Liao Jianhui refused to let Hu Qi leave easily, and followed closely behind with his men. Seeing that Moji was about twenty steps forward, Liao Jianhui hung up his gun, took off his bow and arrow, aimed at Moji's back and sucked a cold zi with an arrow.

Hearing the strings behind him, Moji knew that someone had fired a cold arrow, and swept the scimitar in his hand back and swept the arrow down.

Liao Jianhui has a unique skill, a continuous bead arrow technique, shooting the front arrow, and continuing the back arrow, three consecutive arrows.

Moji swept the first arrow down, and the second arrow arrived. Moji sideways and avoids it. Just as he sat upright, the third arrow came again. Now he can't dodge and the arrow pierces into his shoulders.

Seeing the main general hit the enemy chief, Zheng Jun cheered and his morale rose sharply, and he urged the horse to chase him.

The arrow broke back, but Moji didn't take this little injury to heart. He waited to meet with his uncle and then had a decisive battle with the boy who was hurt by the hidden arrow.

Ashizhimo was careless for a moment and did not expect that Zheng Jun would dare to come out of seclusion to pursue him, which caused the front and rear teams to be far apart. Although the signal was sent with a horn, there were only more than 800 people focusing on him at this time.

Seeing that Moji was defeated with his men, seeing that the size of the Zheng army was no less than 2,000 people, Ashizhimo sent an order: "Retreat."

Of course, Ashizhimo was not afraid of the Zheng army, but at this time the Zheng army was in full swing, so he avoided the limelight and then took his troops to bite the Zheng army to death when the Zheng army was tired. Ashizhimo was very confident. On the way, why were these Zheng people their opponents?

The Hu cavalry seemed to be dispersed in a scattered manner. Liao Jianhui was eager to seek merit. He led his men and horses to tie the Xiongtou flag tightly behind. As long as he could win the leader of the Ashi division or Hun branch, this great achievement would be enough to upgrade himself several levels and return to Kyoto.

Ashizhimo had a good idea, but he forgot that there were more than 2,000 servants. Zheng's army rushed to the mountains and fields. The string control men had horses to escape. These servants dragged their baggage and had no way to escape. Of course, Liao Jianhui would not let go of the credit sent easily. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, the heads were rolling.

Although the Servant Army is not as good as the warriors in the tribe, it will be troublesome if these people are missing. Look at the fact that there are almost 1,200 cavalry around you, and you should be able to fight with the Zheng army.

Ashimo held his horse and ordered: "Blow the horn and fight back."

The sound of heavy horns sounded, and Hu cavalry circled and gathered towards the bear head flag. In a blink of an eye, Hu cavalry rushed towards Zheng army with a galloping momentum.
Chapter completed!