The ground was shaken, and the tumbling horses' hooves spun into the mud.

The sound of fighting and the sound of horses galloping, and a cavalry with the Xu flag inserted into the fleeing Xiong horse team from another direction. The heavy guns burst into the crowd of people at the speed of galloping. The horses were full of people and horses, and the flesh was storming.

"Don't let the back team go, get rid of them with all your might." The figure who was running away in front was shouting.

During the chaotic battle, a general who was about forty years old skillfully pulled his bow and arrow. The next second, the black shadow broke out from the string, and rushed forward by rubbing the other side of the head. He turned his horse's head and raised his hand: "These barbarians thought they could run away? Kill all the Hu people who were cut off first, and it's not too late to chase after them."

"Change the knife—" the messenger shouted loudly in the team.

The black torrent of iron cavalry surrounded the hundred Huns, hung guns and changed their swords, and the sword light slashed in from outside, and the wailing screams turned into flesh and blood and splattered everywhere...

....

On the gentle slope at the foot of Beimang Mountain, the branches trembled slightly, and the roar of war horses gradually became larger. Ten horses and hundreds of horses rushed over the hanging branches and ran in panic toward the front. The knight on the horse led the horse turned his fur hat. One of the two fox tails had broken, and he was swinging alone, turning his head back and looking away, the chasing people could no longer see it.

"The whole army slowed down, saved horsepower, and went back to the Yellow River at the mountain pass." After he breathed a sigh of relief, he ordered the cavalry who had sent the order.

Since he had inexplicably fought with the Xiliang cavalry, he was probably scared. Even if the other party did not catch up, he would look back from time to time. After releasing the scout, Liu Bao felt at ease. Then he found a hidden foot of the mountain, put the horse around to eat grass, and sat down with dust.

A personal guard handed over the water bag. He raised his head and took a few sips, rubbed the water stains, and his horrified eyes swept over the remaining more than a hundred Hun cavalrymen. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, threw the sheepskin bag to the ground, staring fiercely at a green grass, and the ant climbed past.

At first, he was arrogant and divided hundreds of troops from his father to rob the villages. Luoyang's capital was already rich, and after walking several places, they all returned with a full load. However, now that we are now, in order to escape, we throw away everything and turn four or five hundred people in. The only thing we get is to see the terribleness of the Han border army.

"Han people, today's hatred will be returned to me in the future." He said with gritting his teeth and gritting his teeth. His feet stepped on the grass, plunging the climbing ant into the mud, and stomping it in a few more times before he let out a heavy breath.

...

The horse's hooves stomped over the dead branches and made a crisp sound. The long bow raised from his arm, the strings tightened and pulled, aiming at the figure sitting opposite him facing away from him.

....

Chirping......There are a large area of ​​frightening birds flying up in the woods among the foothills.

The mountain wind blew through the sweat beads on his face. Liu Bao raised his head and looked at the surrounding forest. His back instantly exploded and rolled to the ground. A slight sound of "swoosh" was wiping out from the forest slope behind him. An arrow flew from the back and penetrated into the soil in a blink of an eye.

"Enemy attack--"

Another black shadow rushed through the gap between the trees and pierced into the chest of the figure who made a sound. The corpse fell down with a knife drawing action. The sudden attack caused the resting Huns to rush over the horse's back, but more arrows whizzed down, some of which were nailed to the trees or fell, and only some brought blood.

"Go on the horse!" Liu Bao rolled and crawled to find his war horse. The moment he turned over, two or three hundred cavalrymen appeared in the narrow canyon in front of his sight, blocking their way.

"A group of bandits looked down on me?" He spitted on the ground. It would be fine if he was chased by the Xiliang border army, but he was also intercepted by the Han bandits. This made the anger that he felt finally vented.

However, over there, the cloak suddenly opened and the scimitar was unsheathed.

It has been more than a month since the grassland to the Central Plains, these wolf riders who were already trying to survive in their blood finally seemed to see a fat sheep and could let go and kill. They all smiled cruelly on their faces and made excited shouts of "Haha!", which was like a horse's belly, rushed over, and opened their hands as the long bow was tense.

Liu Bao turned the horse fiercely, looked at the unknown enemy rushing over there, waved his weapons, raised it high and shouted: "Don't panic, disperse and welcome the enemy, don't gather..."

Almost at the same time, there was a loud voice over there: "Relax--"

The long bow was raised, the bowstrings were buzzing and loosened, and the arrows flew into the sky, drawing a wide and long arc. Some of the Huns held up the leather shield on their arms, or were sideways on the horse's body. The arrows fell down with crackling sounds, and the blood-splattered figure fell from the horse's back. Liu Bao pushed away a few arrows, opened his eyes wide and looked at the horse's team rushing towards him, and issued an order: "Release the gun to welcome the enemy, and the team will shoot."

Then, the horse's hooves on the opposite side suddenly turned sharply on the ground and drew a arc to the right. Gongsun Zhi blew the wolf howl. Three hundred people put down their long bows and raised another short bow. Almost as the other party shot arrows, he also waved his hand violently: "Free flat shot."

Arrows from both sides intersected in the air and hit, falling sparsely into the teams of both sides. People on both sides were caught. At this time, another roaring horse hooves sounded, and Liu Bao turned his head and showed his shock. On the forest slope, figures of war horses stepped out of the forest, and then... rushed down and directly hit the left side.

The shouts of killing shocked the valley. The bald man jumped up directly from the horse's back, and the big knife in his hand slashed on Liu Bao's war horse's head. The horse's head burst out with blood mist. The huge horse's body bent forward and fell to the ground with a bang. The terrified figure on it flew and fell to the ground. After rolling for a few rounds, it stopped.

The bloody figure quickly got up, and was kicked backwards again. He kept kicking his feet back on the ground, waved his hands anxiously, begging for mercy in Chinese with unclear words: "Surrender... I won't beat you anymore... I surrender... I am Yu Fuluo's son... you can exchange a lot of things..."

"Pooh--"

Gao Sheng stepped on the other party's chest, revealing his big yellow teeth, his black beard opened, and he smiled with a hideous smile: "Who allowed you to surrender... Our leader said that the dead Huns are good Huns."

"Don't kill...I...Don't kill...I surrender...I will join you..."

However, the sword light shone through the dazzling light, and the two palms waving, and the heads of the speech rolled on the ground with a terrified expression. The remaining dozens of Huns looked at their bodies that had lost their lives in horror, covered their faces and knelt down.

Gongsun Zhi summoned Gao Sheng and wiped the blood stains on the blade, "Kill all the rest, and hang their heads on the tree." He swept the kneeling crowd lightly, put the knife and got on the horse.

However, the robbery and killing that he did not know made a man named Liu Yuan never come out of the future history, and a dynasty was quietly broken in the long river.
Chapter completed!