The rain of arrows intertwined, people were on their backs and horses were overturned, and people were falling off from time to time on both sides. In a blink of an eye, Zheng army collided with the Moqi, the cold light flashed, blood splashed, the neighing of war horses, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, the sound of weapons, the sound of killing, screams, and moans mixed together, and the battlefield march was played noisily.

The scimitar was sent forward slightly, and with the help of the horse's stance, it easily cut the neck of Zheng Jun opposite. His hands trembled slightly, and the blood beads on the blade spilled open. Without looking back, Lu Yatao's eyes fell on the next Zheng Qi.

Yan Jiancai noticed that Lu Yatao was flying in, and two soldiers had already fallen under the sword of this man, with a long spear in his hand flat, urging the horse to meet him. Lu Yatao also noticed that Yan Jiancai's bright light armor was different from ordinary light cavalry, and should be a general of Zheng State.

Gently tugging the horse's head, the scimitar was poked out, Lu Yatao put his toes and his butt slightly left the saddle, leaned forward, and was about to cut through the bright light armor, and used the steel knife in his hand to drink Zheng Jiang's blood.

The two horses were two feet apart. Yan Jiancai picked out the long spear in his hand and stabbed it towards the head of the Moqi. The spear head was sharp, and the prick was shaped like a round hammer, the body of the hammer was filled with iron nails, the handle of the spear was six feet long, and there was a triangular iron horn at the end. Lu Yatao rolled out the scimitar in his hand, pushed away the long spear, and cut the scimitar along the body of the spear to Yan Jiancai's hand holding the spear. Yan Jiancai pressed the tail of the spear with his right hand, picked up the scimitar, and then smashed it at Lu Yatao's head with a round hammer.

Lu Yatao's body undone, his pedal rushed forward, and the spear head smashed the air, and the two horses intertwine. Lu Yatao took back the scimitar and cut Yan Jiancai's waist. Yan Jiancai's long spear stood up in his hand, and sparks splashed on the body of the spear, making a harsh rubbing sound. Yan Jiancai pushed out with force, and the iron horn at the tail of the spear was raised and pierced towards Lu Yatao's horse's belly. Lu Yatao was not willing to be outdone, and the scimitar resisted the long spear, and sparks splashed everywhere, and the two horses passed by.

The two armies fought in a melee, and no one could circle back to the horse again. Yan Jiancai waved his long spear and kept knocking the approaching Moqi down. Lu Yatao and his men deliberately turned to the right side to avoid the front of the Zheng army's attack. Lelinbu shouted Lu Yatao's name loudly, but Lu Yatao ignored it, and Lelinbu could only continue to rush forward with his subordinates.

Jiang Anyi was still 200 steps away from the battlefield, and the shouts of killing were clearly heard. In the sky, you could see arrows flying by indiscriminately, with blood boiling, and you couldn't help but urge the horses to move forward. In a blink of an eye, the Moqi had already killed each other and met Zhu Jinfeng's brigade. Jiang Anyi saw Lelinbu rushing in front at a glance. The Moqi was covered in blood, and even the horses were covered with blood.

Before Zhu Jinfeng could issue the order, the Zheng army soldiers waved the machete in their hands and rushed forward. The Moon Killing Sword in their hands emitted a faint halo. Jiang Anyi seemed to be able to feel the magic sword's desire for blood. He held the Moon Killing Sword tightly, and the true energy rushed towards the blade, and the sword light was unstable. Jiang Anyi was secretly alert, and he had to save some use of the true energy, otherwise the true energy would be exhausted on the battlefield halfway.

Zhu Jinfeng was paying attention to the overall situation. Seeing a small group of mourning cavalry trying to escape from the battlefield, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Anyi beside him and thought to form an alliance with Jiang Anyi. He might as well give him the credit. He immediately sent an order: "Jiang Anyi, lead Liu Zhan and Zhao Ledong two 4,000 light cavalry to intercept the mourning cavalry, don't let him escape." Jiang Anyi agreed loudly, and Liu Zhan and Zhao Ledong waved the flag behind him and followed Jiang Anyi, blocking Lu Yatao diagonally.

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Tan was extremely excited when he arrived at the battlefield, so he rushed towards Lu Yatao first. Lu Yatao saw that Zheng's army divided into one to intercept him, and he could not avoid it. Seeing that Zheng Qi had a horse leading the team and the team was about two meters away, it seemed that he was a general of the Zheng army. Lu Yatao wanted to kill General Zheng first, and then take advantage of the opportunity to disperse the Zheng army and lead the old troops out of the battlefield.

Seeing the dark horse approaching, Lu Yatao slashed down the scimitar, and a horse trained to break through the air and slashed towards Jiang Anyi. Lu Yatao was a warrior on the grassland. He could cut off the black bear's head with one knife. He was besieged by the Zheng army that year, and he led his troops to kill the siege to escape the danger. The steel knives in his hand were cut into scrap iron.

The blood was burning, and Jiang Anyi had a desire to make blood. The Moon Killing Killing Killing in his hand faced the scimitar without hesitation. Lu Yatao put all his strength into the procession and prepared to shake Jiang Anyi off his horse with one knife.

The expected collision did not happen. Lu Yatao felt a lighter in his hand and knew something was wrong. Zheng Jiang's hand was extremely sharp and the scimitar in his hand was cut off. He immediately threw the broken knife in his hand towards Jiang Anyi, threw the stirrups off his left foot, and hid his body towards the side of the horse.

Jiang Anyi used a knife to push the thrown knife away. Lu Yatao was already hiding on the other side of the horse, and there was no one on the horse's back. He hid in the stirrup. Jiang Anyi sneered in his heart, and could hide the horse and could not hide the horse. After cutting off the horse's legs, he saw where you escape.

He raised his knife and chopped the horse's buttocks. Lu Yahao bent his bow and shot an arrow from the opposite side. Jiang Anyi had no choice but to sideways to avoid the arrow. Taking advantage of Jiang Anyi's dodging, the two horses were staggered and Lu Yatao escaped about a stubborn distance.

Jiang Anyi was furious, and the cooked duck flew away. Seeing Lu Yahao put away his bow and arrow and rushed towards him, Jiang Anyi swept his moon knife with anger, and his true energy penetrated his sword body, and the head of the knife was about a foot long. Lu Yahao just saw that his brother's scimitar was cut off by Jiang Anyi, and knew that the knife in his hand was a treasure, so he dared to use the scimitar in his hand to block it. He jumped sideways to avoid it.

It was not possible to cut Jiang Anyi's knife from him, but Lu Yahao did not expect that Jiang Anyi's blade would reveal a sword light of about a foot long. The sword light of more than half a foot swept across his waist. Lu Yahao screamed and fell off the horse. Jiang Anyi lifted the reins, raised the charcoal and stepped heavily on Lu Yahao's chest. Lu Yahao's mouth sprayed blood, and it was difficult to survive.

Mo Qi, who followed closely behind, rushed forward. Jiang Anyi's sword was invincible. The knife was broken when he touched the knife, and the person was killed when he touched the knife. When Mo Qi saw him rushing, he was so scared that he avoided both sides. However, the target that Jiang Anyi was staring at was probably unable to escape.

After killing seven or eight people in a row, Jiang Anyi felt exhausted, and his true energy was intermittent. After drinking blood, the Killing Moon Knife returned to the inconspicuous black. The Moqi was rushing by Jiang Anyi for a moment of low morale and fleeing. Zheng Jun was greatly energetic and took the opportunity to intercept the escaped Moqi. Jiang Anyi did not dare to use his true energy anymore, and hid in the middle of the team, killing the Moqi nearby with bows and arrows.

Zhu Jinfeng led the brigade to kill Lelinbu's Moqi. Moqi knew that only by rushing out of the siege could he have a chance to survive. The mourning soldiers inspire strong jade hope to survive, as fierce as a wolf, and Zhengqi fell one after another. Zhu Jinfeng calculated that the time was close to noon and had been entangled with the Moqi for two quarters of a minute. The baggage team should have arrived at the base, and simple fortifications should have been built. As long as the winch crossbow is placed, it should be able to block the Moqi's offensive. He secretly ordered his subordinates to avoid the edge for a while, and let the Moqi rush to the defense ground. When the Moqi was frustrated on the defense ground, he would be self-destructive.

He led his subordinates to beat the dogs in the water.

In the Raena Valley, the Badai tribe's garrison, and in the Khan's camp, Suluman summoned the eldest son and second son and said nervously: "You two took 25,000 tribes to the Seruge River. At present, there should still be ice on the river. You break through the northeast along the river. After breaking through, don't go back to the royal court. Go directly to find the Saman tribe. Jitu and I are friends. He will take you in and will not annex the Badai tribe. No matter who wins and loses in the Mo and Zheng battles, don't rush back to come back and recuperate in the north. You have to wait until the tribe recovers to more than 100,000 tribes before heading south."

"Father Khan, don't you lead us to break through?" asked the eldest son Haogulun.

Su Luman smiled bitterly and said, "At present, Badai's troops are surrounded by Zheng's army, how can I sneak away as the Khan King? I will lead the remaining troops to break through the southwest. It should attract the attention of the troops in the west and north of the Zheng army, so that you will have the opportunity to break through the Seruge River."

Seeing that the eldest son was about to speak, Su Luman waved his hand and said, "Time is urgent, don't talk too much. After breaking through, Haogulun was the Khan of the Badai tribe."

As he said that, Suluman took out a golden seal from his arms and handed it to Haogulun, saying, "This is the golden seal of the Khan. The Dharma King once blessed it. It is legitimate to hold it. Kuman, you have to help your brother. The two brothers cannot make trouble. When Wushi Khan was there, how dare the Zheng people look north to the grassland? After Wushi Khan's death, Kunbo and Liman fought for power to give Zheng people an opportunity to take advantage of it. You brothers must not be like Kunbo and Liman. If you brothers want to fight each other, it will be over in less than five years."

Kuman bowed and said, "Don't worry, Father, I will do my best to help my brother."

Su Luman waved his hand and said, "Go."

Haogulun and Kuman left the tent and headed northeast. Badai's 25,000 elite troops were concentrated five miles away, Suluman walked out of the tent. Seeing that the remaining 5,000 desert cavalry were ready, and nearly 50,000 troops drove a large cart and cattle and sheep for more than ten miles. Such a team met with the Zheng people's light cavalry, and they had to take their troops on a path of no return. However, in order to allow the elite troops of Badai's tribe to escape, they had to take their troops on a path of no return.

With his horse on his body, Suluman rode his horse and circled in front of his subordinates, raised his scimitar in his hand and pointed it at the sky, shouting loudly: "People, there are Zheng troops on all sides. Stop the cattle and sheep tents and follow me to escape. I, Suluman, swore to the sky, that the things I threw away today will definitely be recaptured another day."

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Su Luman pointed to the northwest and rushed out first. Behind him, the personal guard Baerer followed closely, and the guards of the Khan tent surrounded him, five thousand desert cavalry rolled forward, and finally tens of thousands of troops followed him.

The ordinary tribes were willing to throw away cattle and sheep supplies. Those things were the lives of the whole family. If they threw away cattle and sheep tents, they could only become slaves to others, or become wolves on the grassland. The smoke and dust rolled, and most of the tribes of the Badai tribe drove their cattle and sheep and slowly followed the light cavalry.
Chapter completed!