With Guandu's 100,000 cavalry, Yuanmen's traitors are invincible

Wang Chen looked at the galloping horses and let out a mournful roar.

reinforcements.

Except that there are only a hundred people.

It was just a tentative dispatch of the Mayi War Army for help.

He had no idea that other reinforcements existed.

"Haha, reinforcements are here..."

"Boys, avenge the dead clansmen, avenge the tens of thousands of heroes who died in battle, kill!"

All the soldiers seemed to be on fire.

Reinforcements come.

They are not alone.

Some people still remember that in this desolate northern land, there was a soldier who was fighting the Huns.

The Huns who didn't chase them out immediately got together with them and strangled them.

"what--"

Their combat power is simply incomparable to that of the ferocious Ghost Fang elite.

But no one retreated.

Continue to strike with blunted weapons, with teeth, with nails...

"Blood is not dry, death is not a truce!"

Even if it is a fallen soldier, as long as he is alive, he will still burst out with his last strength to fight the enemy desperately.

……

"Woooo-"

The sound of the ancient horn resounded through this desolate land.

Sadness and heroism still cannot cover up the loneliness of the world.

The endless wilderness has seen countless battles.

From the time when creatures appeared on this land, blood is the only answer.

Yuan Mai, who came back from facing the rising sun, looked at the bloody battlefield.

Still sucked in a breath of cold air.

Cavalry impact is the ultimate collision without any skills.

There were no injuries.

To fall means to die.

The strong are king.

Yuan Mai always felt that.

In this era, nothing is more tragic than cavalry fighting.

Until, the tragedy in front of me.

Chapter 11

Yuan Mai seemed to have seen the fierce Qin army hundreds of years ago.

The teeth biting on the Huns soldiers, the fingers grabbing the Huns' eyes, and endless unspeakable tragedies.

The blood does not dry, and there is no truce in death.

When the horn sounds, don't fight until the last moment, never stop.

It was the master of the tiger and wolf that finally ruled the world.

"Boys from Bingzhou are all good..."

The murdered Guo Huai, a man of iron, had glittering eyes.

With blood and death, the dignity of the Han people to this land was defended.

The oncoming bloody cold wind made Yuan Mai heave a sigh of relief.

Guo Huai had already led his army out and sent the few remaining Huns to hell.

……

"The last general, King Chen of the Northland, has met the great general!"

Yuan Mai was even more impressed with this soldier when he saw it for the first time in the bloody environment.

Everyone's body is stained with blood.

So far, the surviving warriors have all walked out on the bones of the Huns.

Strangely, no one was injured.

"Wang Chen?"

Yuan Mai looked at his young and resolute face, and lightly patted his shoulder with his palm.

Wang Chen felt a huge pressure, and looked at Yuan Mai nervously.

"Would you like to fight side by side with this general?"

Yuan Mai asked expectantly.

This unparalleled powerful army has already told him with blood how tough and loyal it is.

Wang Chen looked at Yuan Mai unexpectedly.

There were only more than 200 Huns who stayed in the camp last night, and they fought extremely painfully.

The rays of the rising sun allowed him to see the bones outside the camp more clearly.

What a strong army this is.

Now, this general of the Han army exudes indifference and power, so that he dare not look directly at him.

Invite him to join!

Wang Chen's heart was trembling, with a bit of longing.

"Can I?"

"Can we?"

The Wang family of the Northland is lonely.

They have always been excluded from the system.

Isolated.

A solid fortress is certainly powerful, but what they desire even more.

On the wilderness where the Huns were slaughtered, the corpses of the Huns were scattered all over the field.

Now, a general of the Han army invited him to join.

Wang Chen's heart was trembling.

"You are all true warriors."

"It's the general, it's late..."

Yuan Mai's voice of guilt made the tears in the eyes of all the Wang soldiers unable to hold back.

No one ever cared about them.

They are the lonely old Qin people, the saviors who walk alone against the alien race in this desolation.

The blood-red eyes made them respect Yuan Mai.

"Wang Chen, I have met the lord."

"I have seen my lord."

The cries of hundreds of soldiers shook the sky and the earth, and the goshawks that came flying succumbed and left after lingering unwillingly.

Covered in blood and full of toughness, they are real Bingzhou men.

So majestic, at this moment, expresses absolute surrender to Yuan Mai.

They are wolves, and Yuan Mai is the wolf king they believe.

"Wang Chen, I enshrine you as the Marquis of the Anti-Hungarian Army. From now on, lead your people, follow this general, and continue to fight against the Huns."

Yuan Mai's voice made Wang Chen clenched his fists.

"The last general must die."

From now on, they are under the rule of this Han general.

Just because he killed the Huns.

This is their mission that has persisted for hundreds of years.

Even more grateful, Yuan Mai handed over the tribe to him.

This bloody battle.

Of the [-] soldiers, [-]% died in battle.

But the remaining soldiers, after being tempered by blood, were re-selected from the people of the clan.

This is another strong army against the Hungarians.

He was even more satisfied with the seal Yuan bought for him.

Rationality doesn't matter at all.

Anti-Hungarian Marquis.

Junhou is the leader of a song, leading thousands of people.

This is his glory, the glory of Montessori children.

Kill Hun!

Yuan Mai, who was walking towards the castle, saw the unique elegance outside the Great Wall in the castle after witnessing the tragedy outside the city.

Yuan Mai knew how powerful Wang Chen was.

The frontiers of this era are powerful and capable of fighting with foreign races. In history, the worst is SR.

This is one of the reasons he chose the frontier.

Wang Chen, the Minister of Cao Wei who wrote "Book of Wei", Yuan Mai did not expect to meet here.

Beidi Wang, it turned out to be him!

"Old Cao, I'm sorry, I robbed you of another minister."

Yuan Mai is in a good mood.

The three generals I met in a row are all the ministers of the humerus in the Cao Wei Empire in the future.

Without his appearance, it would take a long time for these people to find their place in the Cao Wei Group.

I have to say that Lao Cao's vision of seeing people is really accurate.

No matter the man.

Still a woman.

Yuan Mai intercepted the three of them, allowing them to quickly burst into light that should belong to them.

Just like Wang Chen.

Taking history as a mirror, write down future generations.

His life trajectory should have been written to talk about the spring and autumn, but now Yuan Mai has seen another side of Wang Chen.

A capable minister in governing the country.