Linhe City was already a purgatory on earth at this time, and the tribal coalition was burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil. When Zhang Liao led his army to the city gate, even though he had seen some world, he was also shocked by this scene. He thought that the killing among a race could actually be achieved so far. It was still on the edge of the city. If it were inside the city... Thinking of this, Zhang Liao suddenly had goose bumps all over his body, and then ordered the soldiers behind him: "Divid out four schools and occupy the city gates on all sides, and the rest of them followed me to attack the royal court of the Southern Xiongnu." Yan Luo, Zhang Liao took the lead in heading to the tent in the middle of the city that could be seen far away.

"Ah, Han army, it's Han army!"

"The Han army is coming, go and report to the leader."

"Brothers, follow me to kill the dog!"

The tribal coalition forces who were burning, killing and looting in the city suddenly met the soldiers of Fenwei Camp led by Zhang Liao. They were immediately panicked. Some people were red-eyed and even rushed towards the soldiers of Fenwei Camp.

"Hmph!" Looking at these overestimating Hun tribe soldiers, Zhang Liao then raised his long sword and shouted: "Reflective shield soldiers lined up."

Thousands of soldiers in Fenwei Camp holding huge shields came to the front of the formation, and after a moment they blocked the streets tightly.

‘Wow…’ Countless Hun soldiers rushed towards the soldiers of Fenwei Camp with a roaring look, with a bit crazy expression. If the new recruits met, they might even lose their composure. However, most of the soldiers of Fenwei Camp were veterans who had experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion. This kind of ruthlessness was a few points lower than those of the Yellow Turban believers. The reflective shield soldiers in the front row of Fenwei Camp looked calm and did not change their colors in the face of the charges of countless Hun cavalry, and only treated them as running cattle and sheep.

When the charge of the Huns' cavalry reached more than ten feet from their camp, Zhang Liao suddenly shouted: "Flip the shield!"

‘Clang clang clang…’ The soldiers standing in the front row flipped the shields in their hands after hearing the order.

It was noon, and the sun was so vicious that the light reflected by the shield was more dazzling than usual. I saw the Hun cavalry who were charging forward suddenly being dazzling by the sun, roaring and screaming in pain, and their mounts under their crotch were even more unbearable. Those war horses had never encountered such treatment. They either stood up or fell to the ground, screamed and scolded endlessly, and countless people were trampled. For a moment, the entire street suddenly turned over, and the scene was extremely chaotic. If it weren't for personal experience, it would be impossible to understand this feeling.

Seeing that the Hun cavalry were attacked, Zhang Liao quickly shouted at Wen Pin behind him, "Zhongye, shoot arrows."

Wen Pin, who followed Zhang Liao's call, heard Zhang Liao's shout and quickly ordered his soldiers to shoot three times. For a moment, the sky was covered with arrows and the charge was blocked. The Hun cavalry, whose formation was in chaos, was shot down before they could react. Because the war horses were too large, they were crowded on the street and could not turn around for a while. In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of people were injured and killed. Some of the active-minded Hun cavalry quickly turned over and dismounted, hid their bodies under the war horses, and escaped the disaster.

The third section of the Feiyu Camp was taught by Huang Zhong himself, so he could not hide by saying that he could hide. The arrows of the Feiyu Camp never stopped within this quarter of an hour, just like thunder and rain, making people unable to hide.

Zhang Liao also looked at the Hun cavalry in front of him who were lying under the arrows of the Feiyu Camp in front of him. The Adam's apple rolled unconsciously for several times. Only then did he realize that the lord Yang Fan deliberately formed the Feiyu Camp with pure bow soldiers. This was just the effect of the two schools shooting archers. If the Feiyu Camp was all there, the scene... Thinking of this, Zhang Liao shivered immediately, and his eyes looked at Wen Pin as well as a little unnatural.

It was also the first time that Wen Pin saw the effect of the three-stage shooting, and his eyes were so shocked that he had not yet come back to his senses after the Huns cavalry retreated. He suddenly thought that Yang Fan went to Feiyu Camp to inspect that day. At that time, Feiyu Camp was not in this kind of combat mode. These three-stage shooting was actually taught by Yang Fan to Huang Zhong. However, in order to help Huang Zhong build prestige, Yang Fan said to the outside world that this was Huang Zhong's own unique skill. Thinking of this, Wen Pin admired Yang Fan's mind very much. He was also glad that he could follow someone like Yang Fan.

Although the Hun cavalry were brave, their morale was bleak when facing this side of massacre. The surviving Hun cavalry could not bear such a scene. In the end, they didn't even want the war horses, and they all jumped off the war horses and scattered.

Thousands of people and war horses were piled up together, and the blood donation stained the ground red. The disgusting smell of blood filled everyone's noses. This tragic situation was that the veterans of the hundred battles had to change their color. What's more, the young men in Fenweiying saw that everyone was pale and weak. Even Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun and others had a sore stomach and nausea.

"Wen Yuan, are you okay?"

At this time, Wen Pin saw Zhang Liao and others in front of him without moving, and came to him in confusion and asked.

"Haha..."

Wen Pin accidentally glanced at the miserable situation on the street, and his belly suddenly rolled like a tide. An unspeakable emotion rose in his heart. He couldn't help but turn around and vomited.

"Zhongye, are you okay?" Zhang Liao also turned pale, but he was not yet at the level of Wen Pin. He only patted Wen Pin's back and smiled bitterly.

"Wenyuan, our army should quickly attack the Xiongnu royal court. When it reacts, there may be any changes."

At this time, Zhao Yun recovered and quickly said to Zhang Liao.

"Well, we will divide a school to clear the battlefield here, and the rest will follow me to take a detour to the royal court."

After hearing this, Zhang Liao immediately took his men and horses to head towards the southern Xiongnu royal court.

In the royal court, the Rishi sat on the throne of the Shanyu, which symbolized the supreme power of the Southern Xiongnu, trembling all over, gently stroked the throne, with an obsessive look on his eyes.

"Shanyu, the Han army has entered the city, and the tribesmen are defeated and they have run away one after another. Let's run away quickly!"

At this time, a person who arrived in the clan rushed into the tent and reported the report.

"I am the Shanyu of the Southern Xiongnu, the King of the Southern Xiongnu..." The Rishi had already fallen into his own fantasy and did not notice the arrival of the tribe.

Seeing this, the Rich clan was very anxious and hurried forward and pulled Rich clan to shake it constantly, and said anxiously: "Shanyu, the Han army has entered the city, and the tribesmen have all run away. It will be too late for us to leave."

The head of the Rich clan woke up from his dream and said unhappily: "Why are you so panicked? In the future, our Rich clan will be the royal family of the Southern Xiongnu. What kind of erratic style will it be? Remember it next time."

The Rio clan was stunned when he heard this and immediately cursed in his heart that the royal family would not even be able to leave. However, due to the power of the Rio clan, he had to say what he had just said again.

"What? You only said such an urgent military situation now?" The Rishi was stunned when he heard this, then grabbed the collar of the head of the Rishi man and lifted him up and shouted angrily.

"Shanyu, it's not the time to say this now. We have to leave quickly." The man who arrived in the clan was strangled with his neck, his face turned red, and he said with difficulty.

"Hmph!" The Rishi threw it casually and snorted coldly: "Call up the clan members quickly and fight out with my Shanyu!"

"Haha..." At this time, a hearty laughter came from outside the tent, and Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, Wenpin and several soldiers walked in from outside the tent.

The face of the Rishi changed slightly, and then smiled at Zhang Liao and said, "What is the matter here in the future of the Heavenly Kingdom?"

"Qianqushan is a friend of my dynasty. How dare you kill my dynasty's friend? What do you think I will do in the future?"

Zhang Liao played with the sword in his hand and said mockingly.

"Xiao Wang just got the position of Shanyu today. How about Xiao Wang double the property he paid to Qiangqu in previous years?"

Now that the Rishi is a mermaid meat, he has to compromise.

"Haha, our general said, "I want your head on your neck." After playing with the head of the Rishi family, Zhang Liao felt bored and said directly.

"Hmph, if you want my head, it depends on whether you have the ability." The face of the Rishi Shanyu changed, and then he pulled out his waist knife and said sternly to Zhang Liao.

"I'll come and see you for a while!"

Zhao Yun then went out of his body, drew out his sword and attacked him.

The two had too much difference in martial arts, and Zhao Yun pierced the front chest with just one sword.

Rishi vomited blood and fell to the ground, looking at Zhao Yun with an incredible look on his face, and asked, "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!