Huang Zhong's central army stopped two thousand steps away from the Qifu army camp, and the left and right wings were like two spears, sharply drilling into the Qifu army cavalry formation that was hurriedly coming up, shouting and screaming.

There were tens of thousands of people in Qifu tribe, and no less than 50,000 people could fight, but only 20,000 to 30,000 were truly capable. The chief Qifu Ning took away 20,000 people. At this time, the real elite troops of Qifu Ning were at the garrison. The one who was left behind was Qifu Ning's brother Qifu Shou. When he saw the lineup of the Han army, he immediately judged that the camp could not be defended. The most urgent task was to preserve the vitality of Qifu tribe and not let the Qifu tribe destroy it here.

He immediately ordered that the thousands of elite left behind should immediately protect children over ten years old, and women immediately retreat from the rear camp, while he led 20,000 elderly and weak troops to fight in an attempt to block the Han army and win time for the tribe to escape. As long as there were children and strong women in the tribe that could give birth to children, the Qifu tribe would not perish.

Many of the 20,000 old and weak did not have armor, wore single clothes, carried a spear, a big sword, and stepped onto the horse. They rushed out of the camp without hesitation, and faced the well-equipped Du Liao army like a moth to the flame.

This was a one-sided battle. The Qing army cavalry, who had no preparation for combat, were cut off horses in batches, and their spears could not even pierce the opponent's armor. The only thing many of them could do was to rush to the opponent's horse in the melee, twist the opponent and fall off the horses together, and then trampled into meat paste among the thousands of horse hooves.

Huang Zhong looked at the battlefield coldly. He had been familiar with blood for a long time. Whether it was the enemy or his own people, he could not let his iron-cast nerves shake at all. He looked at the battlefield and calculated the best time for charge. Finally, he raised the spear in his hand and shouted, "Du Liao Army, charge!"

His central army roared down.

The horse galloped, and the knight on the horse waved the hammer connected with the chain, and used the horse's power to hit the fence of the Qifu tribe camp. After several waves of attacks, the fence of the camp fell down, and the Han cavalry cheered and rushed in from the gap.

On the battlefield, Qi Fushou, covered in blood, rushed desperately under the protection of his personal guards to stop the Han cavalry attacking in front of waves. When he heard the loud noise, heard the cheers of the Han army, and saw the raging fires rising from the camp, he shouted in pain: "Break through, the whole army breaks through."

At this time, Qi Fushou wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave. His bright armor and elite guards were like a magnet, attracting the Han cavalry of the brigade to his surroundings. No matter how desperate he and his guards fought, they always killed one group of people, and the other group was entangled again. While fighting and fleeing, there were fewer and fewer guards around him.

Huang Zhong also noticed this brave team of barbarian knights. Seeing that his soldiers were chopped off by his opponents, he couldn't help but get angry, snorted coldly, clamped his legs and rushed straight towards him with his spear.

Seeing the commander rushing over, the Han cavalry surrounding Qifushou rode their horses to avoid them, leaving a passage for Huang Zhong and his personal guards.

A gun was stabbed out, and an enemy soldier carried an iron shield in his hand and came up with a loud shout. Huang Zhong's mouth was sunk. He had a burning force in his thorn. Even the big stone as big as a millstone would shatter under this collapse force. He didn't believe that the enemy soldier's iron shield could block it. Sure enough, the spear stabbed on the iron shield, and a muffled sound. The enemy soldier's face showed a strange look. Although the iron shield was intact, it bumped back. The bowl bone was broken, followed by the forearm, the big arm, and the sound of Titicaca was constantly shattered. The arm bone was directly crushed by Huang Zhong's attack. The broken bones poked into his body. Huang Zhong didn't even look at him. He swept like a wind, and the guard behind him followed and followed with a knife.

Huang Zhong was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and there was almost no one in a row wherever he passed. The remaining Qi Fushou guards were picked up one by one by one by one.

At this time, Qi Fushou had no idea where his helmet was, covered in blood. Not only the Han army, but also his own. He roared with his hair disheveled and met Huang Zhong, "Well, the enemy general! Come on the name!"

"Is it true that Huang Zhong and Huang Hansheng are the ones who have passed the Liao army!"

Qi Fushou smiled grimly and said, "Han general, die!"

Huang Zhong stopped talking, raised his spear high, and it smashed down like an iron rod.

Qi Fushou raised his shield to meet him, and with a loud bang, the iron spear bounced high, Huang Zhong shouted loudly and smashed it down again. At this time, his hair and beard were wide open, his eyes widened, and all his exquisite moves were not needed, and he only smashed it down again with brute force. At this time, Qi Fushou's guards were all gone, surrounded by the Han army, and the war horses didn't even have much room to turn around. After a long time of fighting, his muscles were already sore and weak.

Huang Zhong was raising his energy. As one went up and down, Huang Zhong smashed it three times, and then heard a sound. Qi Fushou's arm had been removed from stagnation. When his face changed, Huang Zhong's fourth stroke was slapped on him. Qi Fushou was hit on the horse. The horse was hit by this huge force, and his four hooves were soft and he had already kneeled to the ground.

Then Huang Zhong smiled and stretched out his spear, and flew Qi Fushou into the air. When he was about to fall, he swung his spear back and pulled him into the air. After a few strokes, Qi Fushou's bones were broken and he could not die anymore. When he landed on the ground, his whole body was soft like a cloth pocket, and no bone was good.

"Cut off the head of this dog thief, take it back to Youzhou to pay tribute to the dead brothers, hang his body on the flagpole for me, and let Qifuning see what happened to do with the big man." Huang Zhong said loudly.

"As for orders, the commander!"

"Burn all the Qifu tribe camp for fire."

"After an hour, the whole army gathered and rushed to Guyuan Beach!"

In Guyuantan, Liu He led the Independent Association Brigade of the Prince Guard Camp and Xu Rong in Huangzhong and Guan Yu defeated Qifu Camp on the same day. On a gentle slope, more than 10,000 knights gathered on the top of the gentle slope, waiting patiently for Murong He to appear.

In the evening, the soldiers ate some dry food and drank some water, and then seized the time to lie down and rest. They couldn't tell when there would be a big battle. At this time, they could have a little more rest and recover their strength, and they could have more hope of survival in the battle.

"Lord, will Murong He really come? I'm very worried that after receiving the news that our army attacked Qifu tribe, he would join forces with Qifuning. Then Han Sheng and Yun Chang can't stand it?" Zhao Yi was very worried.

Liu He looked at the gradually falling curtain and said affirmatively: "He will definitely come. Murong He will not pursue Han Sheng with Qifuning. Because he understood that if he joined forces with Qifuning, Han Sheng would apply oil to the soles of his feet and escape, and he would not get anything. He chose to go to Guyuan Beach to fight halfway, and he might be able to win a big victory. Besides, the weaker the Qifu tribe at this time, the more beneficial it will be for the Murong tribe to unify the grassland. Otherwise, what do you think Murong He would bring the Wolf Xiao army to the Qifu tribe with the wolf roar army?"

Xu Rong laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, military advisor, lord has made every decision. Then Murong He will definitely come. I hope to fight a battle with his wolf roar army. The wolf roar army's huge reputation is really unwilling to be touched."

"Bo Yu, your brigade is very good. Don't think you have defeated Murong's elite soldiers and think you are great. Murong He Langxiao Army and Murong Fu's big tent army are all elite soldiers. In the past, you met at best the light-sharp auxiliary soldiers of Murong's troops. Murong He can fight Wusun outside the Pamir Pass. How could the Kushan people have been together for so long?"

"Yes, lord! I'm Menglang. I must remember what you said!" Xu Rong was stern.

"If you don't think about victory, you should first think about defeat. Those who are generals must consider it carefully. Soldiers are weapons. If you are not careful, many people will die in vain," Liu He continued.

This time, not only Xu Rong, but also Zhao Yi became serious.
Chapter completed!