The massacre of the Naipu tribe began at the beginning of Si. The rain of arrows fell from the sky at the bottom of the ditch. The arrows that covered the sky and the sun only broke through the air, with nowhere to hide and dodge. Luyazhi was protected by his personal guards with shields. The rain of arrows roared past his head, and the rain of arrows fell beside him. The rain of arrows was still arrows roaring in the gap. In the gap, he saw that the fallen tribes were still arrows roaring. A red stream soon appeared at the bottom of the ditch.

The arrow rain stopped, and Zheng Jun shouted, rushing down all over the mountains and fields, and Luyazhi fell into deep despair. He was numbly crammed by his subordinates and ran out. When the shouts of killing became less, Luyazhi woke up, with only more than a hundred people left by his side, and only more than one hundred people were left in the 120,000 servants. Luyazhi spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell from the horse.

Li Man hurriedly took the Canglang Army to rescue him. Three miles away from the battlefield, 20,000 Zheng State light cavalry were like a wall blocking the way forward. The snow-white banners waving among the blue sky and green grass. The entire Zheng army stood like a forest, with solemn and grief and anger exuded murderous intent. Li Man's heart sank, and his master told him that the sad soldiers would win, and it was obvious that the incident of the Zhujingguan angered Zheng army.

Qi Xinwen stood under the flag. At this time, he had recovered the calm that the commander should have. Seeing the Canglang Army coming slowly, Qi Xinwen breathed a sigh of relief, as if he wanted to exhale the pressure that was piled up in his chest like a mountain. Last night, most of the two thousand robes covering the retreat were transformed into Jingguan, which aroused Qi Xinwen's anger and shocked him. The pissing ejaculation of the grassland tribe is well known. I thought that the Zheng State light cavalry would not be much different after being trained. As a result, two thousand people were swallowed in one mouthful. The Zheng State light cavalry and the Canglang Army were too far apart. Whether there was hope for winning this battle was aroused, Qi Xinwen's heart was confused.

Miao Tieshan awakened the blood in his heart and made Qi Xinwen feel determined to die. Countless life and death temperings were used to win the position of general today. How many brothers fell on the battlefield? No matter what win or lose, as the main general, they would avenge the robes that died under the sword of Canglang last night.

Annihilation of the trapped Naipu tribe was a great achievement. Qi Xinwen gave up the biggest battle since the Northern Expedition to Miao Tieshan. He wanted to take the light cavalry behind him to intercept the Canglang army, just for the word "court". "How could he say "no clothes?" He is with his son; Wang Yu raised his troops and repaired my spear and spear. He is with his son." This is a word I learned in the Prince's Mansion back then. Over the years, Qi Xinwen gradually understood that these two words were simple, but were forged with life and death on the battlefield.

The white banners above the head fluttered fiercely, like long ribbons on women's sleeves. These dead soldiers, wives, children and young people are still waiting for them to return. Most of the robes are strangers to each other, but they live in the same military camp. With the fate of the word robes, they have brotherly friendship. When they are in the army, they will inevitably suffer casualties. When they are in the army, they will be blinded by food and fighting. No one may think they will fall down one day, but they know that the robes beside them will avenge themselves, and they can probably rest in peace under the surfing. The three Jingguans are pressing on Qi Xinwen's heart, and also on the hearts of every Zheng Qi.

Seeing the Canglang Army slowly speeding up, Qi Xinwen raised his saber in his hand and looked back at the soldiers behind him. "Why do you say you have no clothes? You are in the same vein as me. Wang Yu raised his troops and cultivated my spear and halberd. Worked with me." He urged his pedestals and took the lead in facing the Canglang Army. The silent torrent turned into rolling thunder, colliding with the Canglang Army, splashing waves of flesh and blood. The dull sound of swords and axes into the bones accompanied by the sound of horses, playing a song of life and death among the blue sky and green grass.

Two cavalrymen facing north and south exchanged

Li Man's mouth showed a smug smile. Although the number of Zheng cavalry is twice that of Canglang Army, the Zheng cavalry lying on the grass is seven or eight times that of Canglang Army. Gao Cha, the chief of the thousand cavalry beside him, smiled sarcastically: "King, these Zheng people are also called cavalrymen. The seven or eight-year-old kids on our grassland are also better than them. King, if you fight for a while, this group of Zheng people will run away."

Li Man smiled and pointed at Zheng Jun's flag and said, "Gao Chahe, if you can cut down that flag, I will reward you with a hundred horses and a thousand cattle and sheep." Gao Chahe screamed strangely and urged the horse to gallop forward. The other Canglang troops were not willing to be outdone and slapped towards Zheng Qi on the opposite side like a whirlwind.

Five or six hundred Zheng cavalry fell to the ground forever in the hedge. Qi Xinwen's face was hunched, but blood was dripping in his heart. He tore off the chopped shoulder armor with his left hand. Qi Xinwen did not look back and went toward the Canglang Army rushing towards him again. Behind him, the sound of hooves rolled without any hesitation.

This time, more than 500 Zheng cavalry fell down, but more than 200 people in the Canglang Army died under Zheng cavalry's knife. Li Man's face became solemn. Although Zheng cavalry on the opposite side was not a match for the Canglang Army, his fighting spirit was no less than that of the Canglang Army.

"Kill the Hulu", a cavalry rushed out of the Zheng army's formation. The bright light armor was covered with blood and was still shining and dazzling in the sun. The dark spear tip pointed forward with an indomitable momentum. After two hedging, the people were a little tired. Qi Xinwen was about to breathe for a moment, but someone under his command was so brave that all the cavalry followed and shouted "Kill the Hulu", and followed the brave general to rush towards the Canglang Cavalry again.

The Canglang Rider aroused his fierceness. Without waiting for Li Man to order, countless Hu Riders faced Zheng Rider like arrows. Gao Chahe waved his sabre and stared at Zheng General who rushed towards him first. The armor was dazzling. When he returned to the tribe, he would definitely be regarded as a hero by everyone. Nagel would definitely be willing to marry me.

Liao Jianhui rushed forward with an iron spear in his hand, but his heart was calm. He felt that the muscles of the seat under his crotch were rhythmically retracting. He knew that the Silver Wind BMW was in excitement. He killed the general in Huangsha Pass in the battle, but although he was guarded by Governor Miao, he was still demoted to the captain of Zhiguo and continued to play in front of the army.

He was looked down upon in the military camp with bad achievements. People who had been bullied by him tried every means to repay him. Although Governor Miao had an old age with him, it was impossible to take care of him all the time. In recent years, Liao Jianhui has been very unhappy in the army. In order to lose his family, Liao Jianhui gritted his teeth and practiced riding and shooting martial arts. He knew that if he wanted to stand up from the ground, he could only get back to the Liao family back to the generals with real military merits.

The emperor's decision to attack the Northern Expedition gave Liao Jianhui hope. With his skillful cavalry and shooting, he was selected into the Zhenbei Camp and performed well in several competitions. He was promoted from the Zhiguo Captain to the Zhaowu Captain by Marshal Wang, and was promoted to the fourth level in a row. However, Liao Jianhui smiled bitterly, thinking that when would he be General Dingyuan, who was the fifth-ranked general, and he would have to get to his original position.

Liao Jianhui thought clearly that if he wanted to revive his family, he could only rely on this Northern Expedition. If he could make great contributions and receive rewards from the emperor, it would not be difficult for the Liao family to revive. The credit had to be fought for his life. There were no other people in the family who could make any moves except himself. If he didn't succeed, he would die on the grassland. After his death, he would not be able to control the rise and fall of the Liao family.

Gao Cha thought about marrying Nagel, and his face was so excited that his beard seemed to be about to be put on.

A red light came out, and the sword in his hand dangled out and drifted towards Liao Jianhui's neck. Liao Jianhui had long noticed the oncoming Hu Qi, cowhide armor and felt hat hanging on both sides, at least the long cavalry leader. He killed the Canglang Qianqi leader and captured the battle, which should not be far from General Dingyuan.

Seeing the sword flowers falling like snowflakes, Liao Jianhui stabbed Gao Chahe's heart with his left spear. Gao Chahe was shocked. Why did General Zheng fight to the death? I still want to marry Nager. In desperation, he had to press down the sword and push away Liao Jianhui's spear. Liao Jianhui's right hand pulled out the sword from his waist. The two horses were at the same time. The sword crossed the side, and the sword passed through Gao Chahe's waist. When Gao Chahe felt the severe pain in his waist, blood had already gushed out. The last thought flashed, what a treacherous Zheng man, my Nager...

After the third hedging, the two armies ran away for a distance to watch. Nearly a thousand new corpses of soldiers were added to the battlefield, and they fell in front of the two armies in a row. The strong smell of blood spread over the grassland. The remaining limbs were holding the steel knife tightly and still shone with cold light. The screams of exclamation were replaced by the dying war horses neighing weakly. The wind swept the flags that were swaying weakly.

Li Man's face turned pale. Even now, although the Canglang Army had the upper hand, it had lost nearly a thousand people. The leader of the Thousand Cavalry Gao Cha He died under the sword of Zheng Ren. Should the battle continue? Li Man's eyes flashed with hesitation. He wanted to kill all the Zheng cavalry in front of him. At least half of the Canglang cavalry would be lost. He did not want to lose the Canglang cavalry here, otherwise he would use what to compete with Kunbo.

An excitement flashed in Qi Xinwen's eyes. Although the battle was not going well, his morale was strong. Moreover, the soldiers were growing rapidly in the fight with the Canglang Cavalry. If you fight a few more battles, the remaining light cavalry will not be much worse than the Canglang Cavalry.

The battle of Miao Tieshan attacking Napu's troops was coming to an end. Worried about Qi Xinwen's safety, Miao Tieshan left 20,000 teams to clean the battlefield, and hurried over with the remaining 20,000 people, lined up two miles behind the Canglang Army, and advanced forward with heavy steps.

Li Man's heart was anxious. It seemed that the Naipu tribe was over. The troops led by his master would not arrive at the earliest at night. The reinforcements from the tribes such as Badai and Saman had not seen anyone yet, and they didn't know what they were thinking. If they were trapped in the siege of Zheng people, the Canglang Army would only benefit Kunbo. Li Man roared and "withdrew".

The Canglang Army burst out from the gap like flowing water and fled towards the northwest. Qi Xinwen was determined to pursue it. After three rounds of hedging, Zheng Qi was exhausted and supported by a spirit of unyielding. When he saw the Canglang Army retreating, they all fell on the horse's back and couldn't even sit still. Qi Xinwen sighed secretly that the gap could not be compensated in one or two days. Fortunately, after this training, the children could grow up quickly. If they waited for a few years, they would really be able to pacify the threat from the north.

Miao Tieshan met with Qi Xinwen, looked at the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and praised: "Old Qi, it's really good. It's amazing to be able to hedge against the Canglang Army without defeat." As the governor of Anbei, Miao Tieshan knew the cavalry and shooting of the Beimo people and was even more clear about the Canglang Army's skills. The 20,000 light cavalry and the Canglang Army were not outdone. Although the battle death rate was close to one to three, it was already amazing in Miao Tieshan's opinion.
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