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

The Xiongnu allied forces went south and completely destroyed the land.

All the heroes of the Wang family in the North.

The governor of Taiyuan, the governor of Daijun, the general of Zhonglang...

ten years.

All thirteen generals died in battle!

None retreated.

Use blood and fire to tell the Xiongnu, the Wang family of the Northland, there is no coward.

With endless hatred, Wang Chen and Zhao Yun, who picked him up, accelerated towards Mayi.

The whistling sound galloping from the south stopped before them.

"Reporting to the army, there are Huns ahead, and they are besieging and killing the Han army."

"How's it going?"

"More than a hundred Han troops faced at least four hundred Xiongnu's siege."

There is no need for the soldiers to say much, Zhao Yun can imagine how tragic the war was.

"The south is Shuo County."

"It should be Shuo county wolf rider."

Now it is still possible to deal a painful blow to the Huns in the wilderness.

Only those wandering around the land of Bingzhou, just to kill more Huns, were homeless.

Zhao Yun and Wang Chen looked at each other.

"If the Marquis wants to go, then go."

Wang Shen laughed out loud, but Zhao Yun didn't express his gratitude, so he heard the latter continue.

"There will be only one request."

"Take this general and go together."

……

"Shuo county wolf cavalry, attack."

The stern and hoarse roar of the big Han Junhou, with the unwillingness to sink into despair, is exploding with all his strength.

"Shuo county wolf cavalry, attack."

The cacophony of the soldiers shook the sky.

The Huns watched these soldiers charge indifferently, and the fear in their hearts was directly dispelled by the many comrades around them.

How ferocious is the battle wolf's counterattack on the deathbed.

In this battle, if the numbers were equal, they would have been completely defeated.

"This is a group of worthy warriors."

"God Kunlun, let them become warriors of the Great Huns in their next life."

"May their souls rest in peace in the Huns."

Kahal, the commander-in-chief of the Huns, had a bit of arrogance in his cold and indifferent pupils.

If it wasn't for the race war, he really wanted to incorporate all these wolf knights into the Great Huns.

This is a group of respectable fighters.

"What are the Huns mumbling about?"

"Haha, the loss of the head is just a scar the size of a bowl. Eighteen years later, I will come to kill the Huns."

"If the Huns are not destroyed, then they will live forever, killing..."

The ferocious wolf-headed soldiers uttered the ultimate roar with their infinite literary attainments.

There are less than 30 of them left.

Everyone gets hurt.

Everyone knew very well that they had only one chance to charge.

There was no second charge.

The face of the Marquis of the Han Dynasty was already bloody, tearing his torn cheeks.

Let out a final growl.

"Wolf rider, attack..."

Desolate and sad, cold and lonely.

With blood-stained eyes, he looked at the new rising sun with deep pain.

Big man, big man...

……

"Wolf rider, attack!"

The ferocious whistling still rang in my ears.

Zhao Yun, who has always been a Confucianist, is always swearing.

"These bastards!"

"They're all good."

Jingying shook in the pupils, and the hundreds of wolf riders used their blood and lives.

Forged the Great Wall of flesh and blood.

Too many fighters, they didn't fall until they died.

Holding a long sword, standing upright.

Even if they are covered in blood, they still have to smile to the sky.

They are heroes!

It's Bingzhou wolf riding!

It is the lonely and soaring light on this dark land, guarding the northern border of the Han Dynasty, the last light!

They shouldn't just fight to the death like this!

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Zhao Yun roared angrily, and rushed out desperately.

A 50-member wolf cavalry guard team is all elites who have followed Zhao Yun and Xu Chu and undergone countless trials.

"Wind! Wind! Wind! Wind!"

The roar shook the sky.

They are ancient chivalrous men, wolf warriors who run rampant in the desert, and those who offend the strong man, who will be punished no matter how far away they are!

The cold and ferocious tide showed its sharpness.

"Crossbow arrows."

Under the transformation of the craftsmen of the king's castle, the fast-firing continuous crossbow is the standard equipment of every wolf cavalry guard.

The huge crossbow was pulled into a full moon.

In the dawn, against the direction of the light, he rushed towards the crowd of Huns who brought darkness.

"what--"

"Someone shoots arrows from behind!"

A dozen soldiers were shot through directly, and screams pierced the sky.

"Who is doing a sneak attack?"

"Where did the dog thief come from?"

Kahal, the commander of the Huns, roared loudly.

The Huns fought on their own, and he only thought it was some other tribe who wanted to grab the credit.

General You belongs to the Yanbei Han Army, and has offered a sky-high reward for a head and a set of Han Army standard armor.

They were going crazy with excitement.

The small tribes fighting on their own did not have the ability to build armor at all.

In their dreams, they all want to be as majestic as the Han army.

Kajal never thought that it would be the reinforcements of the big man who arrived.

Under the reward of General You, the Yanbei Huns have gone crazy and are looking for trouble for the Han army.

Shuo county wolf rider is his prey.

In the faint darkness, he clenched his weapon tightly.

"Master Huai, lead your warriors and kill them as you wish."

There were not many people who came to support them, and their figures could be gradually seen in the darkness.

No matter who is coming, kill.

No matter who it is, if you want to take food from a tiger's mouth, you have to ask him about the knife in his hand.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The crossbow shot through the air like a meteor, and Kajal's eyes widened.

It has been realized that this will not be the other Hun tribes.

These crossbows were not used by the Huns.

Zhao Yun's silver-armored dragon spear and Zhao Ye's jade lion galloped violently.

"Han dog?"

The moment he saw Zhao Yun clearly, the Huns roared.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there are still Han dogs killing here.

Around Shuo County, plus the [-] strong army of Tours, there are [-] to [-] Huns strong army!

And he came to find his own death!

Kahal yelled.

"Kill all these Han dogs."

Regardless of why these Han dogs appear here.

The moment the two sides collided, there was no need to speak any more.

You die and I live.

Only the victors can survive.

Zhao Yun has also spotted Kajal in the crowd, this is the guy who keeps yelling.

The silver gun pierced the sky, dragging a bloody arc.

Kahal's eyes widened in horror, and the blood-stained spearheads gathered together like a flock of birds spreading their wings.

He stabbed hard at his neck.

Chapter 16

"Han dog, go to hell."

Kajal roared in response.

The arrogance of the Xiongnu came from northern Xinjiang for hundreds of years.