The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

After a few glasses of wine, the curtain was raised, and a person walked in.

"What's the matter? Who told you to come in? Didn't you tell me that you are not allowed to come here to disturb my interest?"

Seeing the soldiers of the personal guards bringing people in, King Youguli, who was in high spirits, became impatient on the spot, and began to spout wildly.

"General, urgent report from the front line, the vanguard has been defeated, request for reinforcements."

The soldiers who were sprayed did not dare to refute. They lowered their heads and walked into the big tent. When facing King Yougu Li, their eyes were filled with unprecedented eagerness, and they respectfully knelt down on one knee to report.

"what?!"

"Show me!" Pulling the sheepskin cloth from the soldier's hand, King Youguli glanced briefly, his face darkened instantly.

"Damn Han people... and a few of their useless trash!"

King Youguli grinned lightly at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were showing a dangerous cold light.

At this time, his face was gloomy, and he could only see those eyes that were like lurking beasts, shining strangely.

His gaze looked down, boundless power, boundless aura, and divine power pressed down like a mountain.

With a bang, many people were directly pressed to kneel on the ground, especially the Huns soldiers in front who were covered by the force, even fell to their knees.

Sitting still, like a sculpture, the aura of majesty on his body is even heavier.

The first Huns under him all felt that their spirits seemed to have been suppressed, and their thoughts were running, and they all appeared stagnant.

"They must be severely punished! Han people, deserve to die!"

King Youguli's eyes were gloomy and cold, making everyone shudder.

He didn't expect that thousands of his vanguards would be beheaded by someone, and his favored vanguard general would be beheaded on the spot.

Speaking of which, he directly pulled off the hat he was wearing, and held it up high, "tell all the warriors, the first warrior who kills the Han can get my hat, become the number one warrior under a certain command, and reward a thousand cows Sheep, ten beauties!"

Speaking of this, King Youguli glared at the generals in the tent even more, exuding a domineering arrogance and a faint murderous aura all over his body.

"I also hope that the generals will be able to fight hard to kill the enemy later!"

Seeing the dangerous and murderous aura exuding from King Youguli, the generals of the Xiongnu who had been joking and drinking with him suddenly turned pale, and clasped their fists together and shouted in unison, "The general understands."

King Youguli sneered, the Huns practiced the law of the jungle.

If you are strong enough to compete with yourself, then you can be treated equally.

If you can't, then cut it with a knife and swallow the soldiers and horses.

So he absolutely does not allow it, he may be lonely!

He had never been so annoyed before, his blood eyes stared at the soldier who had already been limp on the ground, turned around coldly, and strode away directly.

rumbling~

Not long after, the Huns' barracks were also restless, and endless soldiers and horses began to operate.

A new storm is about to sweep across Wu'an and Neihuang again!

630 Sweeping through Koubian

"Are you ready?" Coming out of the tent again, King Youguli had already changed into a delicate armor, and a scabbard that looked very extraordinary was placed around his waist.

Concentrating on the surroundings, scanning the Xiongnu soldiers who were also ready to go, King Youguli remained calm, and a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He walked forward slowly, while walking forward, he also stretched out his arm, holding the handle of the knife at his waist, and then pulled it out of the sheath little by little.

"Choke!" Senhan's sharp edge flashed in the light, following the speed of King Youguli's swinging arm, he also speeded up his swiping, but after a little slowing down, an arc was clearly drawn in the light of the knife.

"boom!"

The cold light flickered, and the blade slashed.

With a muffled sound, the edge of the knife slammed into the side of the tree, a large amount of sawdust splashed up, and the next second, it was quickly pulled out again. King Youguli touched the edge of the knife with his fingers and gasped. tone.

"Xi Lulu"

The tall black war horse slowly walked to his side, the mane of the war horse was caressing in the wind, the eyes of King Youguli moved slightly, and instead of looking at each other, the horse next to him sneezed with his head, hoofed Anxiously, he trampled on the ground twice.

"Hehe" King Youguli stretched out his hand to retract the knife, and rubbed the horse's head with his left hand.

He looked at the grassy slope behind him, and for a moment there were figures standing on horseback under the blue-gray sky. He turned on the horse, took the big knife handed over by his hand, swung it around and danced it, raised his head and roared, with wolf-like ferocity in his mouth.

"Roar!"

"Awwhh~!~~!~~!"

As if in response to his howling, the Hun soldiers behind him also roared and howled, and the next moment, the surrounding figures who were waiting for the battle also moved accordingly, and the intertwined torrent galloped on horseshoes.

The horseshoe galloped and turned up the mud.

Stamping horseshoes flew over the grass, vibrating the particles in the soil, and the sound of trampling the ground was amplified.

"Hula la"

The wind was strong, and the woods on the hills were rustling, and the swaying leaves fell down and landed on people's shoulders, making a rustling sound.

The desolate horn sounded in this dense hilly forest that no one cared about. Figures walked out of the forest and got on their horses vigorously.

The horseshoes burst out, but they did not know when they suddenly changed direction.

And just less than three miles ahead of their change of direction, there happened to be a long procession faintly meandering, and there was a buzzing noise.

At noon that day, the Xiongnu army led by King Youguli was on the way to Wu'an for "revenge" and came across a Han caravan. The huge Huns army, under the general trend, made a crazy move and swept away.

"A Chinese caravan?" He murmured inexplicably.

"Before taking revenge, I don't mind charging some interest from the Han people first, so as to avenge my vanguard!" King Youguli sneered coldly, and waved his hand at the same time.

"brush!"

A scimitar crossed everyone's line of sight, and the figure holding the blade turned around on his horse. Behind him, more than a thousand riders excitedly slapped the scabbard on the saddle.

The horse team rushed out of the dense forest, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes, as if to shatter the earth, stretched towards the northeast direction.

"kill!"

Raising the weapon and charging frantically, the sound of shouting and killing was like a big wave crashing against the reef. In the next second, the horseshoe stepped into the Han caravan, advancing at a high speed, brandishing the blade, and the blood line flew.

The astonished guards of the Han Chinese caravan turned their heads in amazement. In their sight, a war horse rushed towards them, slashing with a sharp blade.