"kill!"

"kill!!"

In the canyon, there was a roaring sound.

Beside Bai Yan, one by one, the cavalry soldiers were all killed together with the Huns. The cavalry soldiers behind him also followed one after another, killing the Huns.

Bai Yan held the Qin sword and came to a Huns. Facing the Huns holding sharp blades, Bai Yan, who was not riding a horse, once again exerted his frightening swordsmanship with all his strength.

Phew~!

The sword blade passed by, and a Huns fell in front of Bai Yan.

Looking at the Huns in front, Bai Yan rushed forward again. Under the stunned eyes of the Huns, he suddenly leaned forward and pierced his abdomen with a sword.

"Gugu~!"

Looking at the Huns who were vomiting blood and looking ferocious, they still wanted to stab him with a sharp sword regardless of the sword in their abdomen.

Bai Yan quickly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist first. Watching the sharp blade of another Huns slashing at him, he used his strength to block it with the Huns' arms.

Phew~!

As the Hun's arm was slashed hard by the sharp sword, Bai Yan released the sharp blade in the Hun's hand, grabbed the handle of the sharp blade with one hand, and put it on the head of the Hun just now.

Spots of blood spattered on his face, Bai Yan pulled out Qin Jian forcefully and wiped his face.

Seeing the Huns in front of him slashing and wounding a cavalry soldier, Bai Yan stepped forward in two steps.

The Huns seemed to be looking at the Qin soldiers who fell to the ground with a ferocious expression. After all, in his eyes at this moment, the Qin soldiers were just dead.

However, just as he was about to step forward to hit him, he felt something and turned around to take a look.

The next moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Huns stood there in a daze, with a huge gash split open on their entire face, and blood was flowing continuously.

Plop~!

Accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground.

The cavalry soldier lying on the ground turned around and saw that the Huns who had just slashed him in the back fell in front of him.

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

Inside the canyon, there was the sound of howling and killing, as countless cavalry soldiers and Huns fought bloody battles in the canyon.

In terms of number of rounds, the Xiongnu were more numerous, and in terms of momentum, the Qin army was twice as powerful as the Xiongnu.

In the canyon where they could not exploit their numerical advantage, facing the Qin soldiers who were fighting to the death from the very beginning, the Huns really panicked.

After all, they were in the north and had never encountered anyone who would fight to the death.

Really desperate!

"Quickly, kill!!"

Several Xiongnu leaders quickly asked the Huns behind the valley to rush forward and be sure to suppress the Qin people's momentum.

It was under the urging of these Xiongnu leaders that the Huns who had held the cavalry soldiers hostage pulled out their sharp blades, cut the throats of each of the cavalry soldiers to death, and then went towards the Qin army.

This scene.

Bai Yan and a famous cavalry officer in the distance saw them, and immediately they saw the Huns coming to kill them, and they all ran away violently.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

At this moment, Bai Yan looked at a famous cavalry soldier, dying in the hands of the Huns right in front of his eyes. Bai Yan, who had always been reserved, widened his eyes, filled with evil intent.

Holding Qin Jian, Bai Yan had only one thought in his mind at this time.

Kill all these Huns!

"You deserve to die!"

Looking at the Huns rushing towards him, Bai Yan tightly grasped the hilt of his sword and bravely stepped forward to fight.

Facing the sharp blade, Bai Yan instantly crouched down, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and swung it with all his strength.

Phew~!

Almost in the blink of an eye, streaks of blood fell on Bai Yan's face from mid-air.

At this time, just like at Yangcheng Tower, Bai Yan's attention and reaction ability were unprecedentedly concentrated.

Perhaps Yin Bei never imagined that the young man who taught swordsmanship in Qi State would use his swordsmanship to kill Huns one after another.

This was something that neither he nor Nie Zheng, who killed dozens of soldiers by himself, had ever done.

"die!"

Without restraint, Bai Yan, who is at his peak, has his reflexes and body coordination at his peak at this moment.

Although he couldn't hear what the Huns were saying, Bai Yan's sword showed no mercy. Even a 17 or 18-year-old Huns who fell to the ground with his eyes covered, used his only other eye to strike.

Looking at him pleadingly.

Without any hesitation or mercy, Bai Yan stepped forward and stabbed with his backhand sword.

Looking at the Xiongnu who were killing them in the distance, Bai Yan's face was covered with blood. He felt that there was no movement from the sword blade, so he pulled out the Qin sword with his forehand.

Then he continued walking forward.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

Beside Bai Yan, Chai and a famous iron cavalry soldier, all covered in blood, fought forward without fear of death.

The death of those cavalry soldiers just now made them all go berserk.

Before dying, some cavalry soldiers ignored the sharp blades in their chests, and with a ferocious face, tried their best to insert the Qin sword into the abdomen of the Huns, even if they died, they would drag the Huns with them to death.

This battle.

The cavalry soldiers all fight to the death!

half an hour

One hour.

Bai Yan held the Qin sword in his hand, walked past the corpse of a Huns and soldiers, and continued to fight bloody battles with the Huns with other cavalry soldiers.

When you are exhausted, if you are a little negligent, you will get a cut on your body, or even a sharp knife will be inserted into your shoulder.

But wherever Bai Yan walked, the Huns fell down one after another and turned into corpses.

"kill!"

Bai Yan's face was covered with blood, and he looked at the Huns in the distance. Even though his body was covered with wounds, he still shouted loudly.

This fight is a fight to the death!

In the ancient road, other cavalry soldiers covered in blood and with wounds heard Bai Yan's words and shouted angrily.

"kill!"

One sound.

"kill!"

Two sounds.

Three, four, sounds of murderous intent and fighting intent.

A cavalry officer who was no longer afraid of death stood in the canyon, looking at his general with love in his eyes. Looking at the Huns who died in his hands along the way, turning into corpses, he felt satisfied in his heart.

Bloody battle, deadly battle!

They are not afraid of Bai's cavalry!

There is nothing in this world that can be as satisfying as killing the Huns while following the general's call to kill.

Mountain tops on both sides of the canyon.

A cavalry soldier who was ordered to guard the top of the mountain listened to the roar of killing and watched this scene with red eyes.

At this moment, I don’t know why, even though a cavalry soldier knew that he was violating military orders, even though he knew that he would die if he went down, he still walked out of the team and walked down the steep valley alone.

As he walked, he shouted with the soldiers down the valley: "Kill!"

With the first, there is the second.

Then, five people, ten people, fifty people.

A famous cavalry general looked at more and more soldiers, densely packed, heading down the canyon from this steep place.

The roaring sounds became more and more frequent and louder.

this moment.

The soldiers have no orders, but are willing to die and fight bloody battles with the general!

See the situation.

One of the cavalry generals was the first to take the lead, with red eyes, roaring angrily, taking off the crown on his head and throwing it away.

"kill!"

The sound of drawing swords sounded, and accompanied by angry shouts, hundreds of Da Qin'erlangs under this general abandoned their crossbows and drew their swords, brazenly heading down the canyon to kill.

A famous general in the distance and all the cavalry officers followed him.

In an instant.

In the valleys on both sides, all generals and soldiers are willing to draw their swords and go down the mountain to die!
To be continued...