Armed forces were launched in troubled times.

As the stars retreated to the autumn night sky, Zhao Yun sat on a stone and looked at the dark clouds rolling. It was already August since he left Shanggu County, returned to Youzhou and then went south to meet his lord's army. Compared with the fighting between the Han people here, he occasionally stopped and still felt that fighting with foreigners on the grassland in the north was more meaningful.

The scene of the Han people who saw that the sadness and desolation of the Han people were intertwined that day. The scene of the woman holding her child with her mouth wide open and holding her, often appeared in his dreams.

"Why do so many people want to be emperors... Why do they just like to kill their own people so much... It's obvious that they shed the same blood..."

These questions always rolled in Zhao Yun's mind, but when he was born in a chaotic world, there was mud everywhere, so how could he talk about getting out? He turned his head and looked at the tent on his lord. The patrol figures passed by, and the hidden fire light shone on his face, falling into greater confusion.

The lord is very similar to Gongsun Zhi, and it is really similar. The latter is even much more powerful than the former.

But it's not a good lord...

But at least, that person knew exactly what he was doing...

This is about to hit Jieqiao, and that person... where is he fighting now... I really want to go to the grasslands in western Liaoning to see... how the Xianbei people died.

Now, let’s finish the war first.

The autumn wind whimpered through the night. When we left the grassland, the rising sun rose in the east. The light pierced the clouds. A few tattered fur coats remained on the grass. The Han corpse was gone. Suonu rode on the horse and retracted his gaze. When he looked back, the Xianbei warriors gathered on a large scale with the sound of horns and rode on war horses.

Shanyu was unwilling to sit down with the white wolf to negotiate, which made the situation more urgent. Of course, this urgency that stimulated everyone's nerves continued for the past half month, but now it was placed in front of everyone more clearly.

If they lose, the Xianbei on the grasslands in the central western Liaoning will usher in even more terrifying revenge. This is a kind of gambling. Even if they understand the consequences of the defeat, Suonu will feel numb. It is not the death of thousands of people, but the consequences of the complete withdrawal of the Xianbei in western Liaoning.

The life and death of countless people is all about this war.

"Do you think of the Han people yesterday?" Xianbei's words rang near Suonu. He turned his head and Kebineng was walking in the camp. He looked over and took a deep breath: "Don't think about talking to Gongsun Zhi... I, the Xianbei people, united the tribes of Tan Shihuai, defeated the Han people, and only then did we have the situation today. How can honor be trampled on by the Han people at will?"

Suo Nu frowned and looked at the other party: "What if he was defeated... the Shanyu would not consider the life or death of our Xianbei people?"

"If you lose, I, Xianbei, still have living people? What is the difference between losing the pride Xianbei and death?" Ke Bineng rode on the horse with a straight backbone. The grassland warriors gathered behind him were ready, and he grabbed the horse's belly and said, "Come on!"

The 17,000 cavalry that had been pieced together again rushed out. This time, he wanted to fight Gongsun Zhi in a decisive battle.

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"I don't have much to tell them about war, such as Reiyan..." Gongsun Zhi rode a black horse, looking into the distance on a grass hill, and spoke to the middle-aged scholar beside him: "... But when a soldier eats food, he has the responsibility to defend his country. The continuation of a nation must first eliminate foreign invasion."

His eyes became serious, and he looked at the black lines rolling in the sky, and his voice continued in a dull manner: "...... Eliminating these aggressions and blindly defending will only make people feel weak and slack. Since Qin Emperor and Han Wu, who has fought on the grassland to let these barbarians know the bravery of the Han people, instead of hiding behind the thick city walls to survive?!"

"...This time! I will let the grassland recognize the Han flag again"

The tone is firm.

The golden light shone out among the clouds, the horse's hooves rolled and splashed in drafting green, and the horses running on the vast grassland were pulled apart for several miles, crushing the north all the way. In the bright sky, the autumn wind thrust on people's faces with a faint solemnity.

On September 7th, the two armies met on this grassland.

Gongsun Zhi slowly pulled out the scimitar. As the golden color reflected the blade's body, he waved: "Kill!"

The wolf's throat and the horn are blown at the same time.

Under the brilliant sky, one south and one north are like cavalry surging tides. From the perspective of goshawks, they were dense waves that stretched for several miles, and the vibrations that were rolling up by horse hooves almost had the power to flatten the mountains.

Boom boom boom boom

The war horses moved their iron hooves frantically. The Xianbei cavalry and the Hun cavalry almost pulled their bowstrings at the same time. The arrows rose into the sky densely, and the air was full of buzzing sounds. The next moment, the arrows were covered with rainstorms, nailed to the human body, the body of the war horses, the soil, and the charges on both sides. The war horses made a mournful cry and fell into the ground. The people rolled under the horse's hooves.

The earth seemed to be about to tear apart, and the arrays of both sides suddenly changed. Yan Rou, behind, played a flag whisper, led the people to slow down the charge of the Heishan cavalry. The Huns lined up in front, opened the gap, and then quickly slowed down toward the speed behind. The iron cavalry in heavy armor in the gap kept charging at high speed and collided head-on. The iron chains tensed up the next moment.

"Heavy Cavalry" Ke Bieneng pulled over the horse's head and frowned. The memory of two years ago suddenly floated before his eyes.

The next second after he spoke, in the distance, the first neighing sounded from the war horses, and the iron chains swayed on the neck of the oncoming horses. The man fell to the ground with his horses overturned. The Xianbei cavalry on his back threw out. More Xianbei cavalry came over and cried. Countless spears thorned on the running iron armor, and then charge figures were scraped to the ground one after another, and the man hit the iron spear and started to penetrate.

The roaring iron hooves then pushed towards the second row.

"Let the Huns die first" Qianzhao shouted in the team.

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Boom boom boom... Boom boom... Some of the Xiong cavalry who were charging shouted and crossed the Black Mountain cavalry not far away, and fiercely crashed into the chaotic array of people and horses. As the leader of this Xiong cavalry, Qubei also knew the degree of darkness of the two people behind him, so he would not put himself in a chaotic battlefield. At this time, he heard something bad about Chinese over there, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to cut out his gesture: "Don't pay attention to the enemy's left wing, the bow and cavalry divided the back formation of the right wing of Xianbei to break them off."

The vision was drawn into the sky, and the huge waves on both sides of the vast grassland collided, causing huge fighting shouts. The war horses broke their muscles and struggled on the ground. The figure who was lucky enough to have not died swayed from the ground, and arrows kept markings of flying in his sight. Then... he saw the Huns' horse team beginning to move, detouring a hundred feet away on the battlefield, and the sound of horse hooves rolled over and went to the back of his side.

His name is Huale Aji. He has no family in a certain tribe. He originally had it, but later there was no one. As for what he didn't have, it's no longer clear. He is already the personal guard of the elders of the clan, and it is the most honorable thing. There have been many women sneaking in to sleep in his tent. They sleep until they like it and are ready to marry each other.

The woman had a strong body and a strong lower body. She would give birth to his Xianbei warriors in the future.

When she left, the woman was pregnant. The woman did not cry, but just saw him off and told him that if she died, she would take the child to marry another living warrior, but would take care of his child and grow up...

"It would be great if there was no war..." Huale Aji thought for a moment.

Someone was calling his name. When he turned his head, an arrow came over with a whoosh. An arrow was inserted into his abdomen. He was stained with blood, looked at the bright red on his fingers, and then fell down.

The war became more and more intense.
Chapter completed!