On the battlefield south, the tide of anger of shouting and killing swept across the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The war horses neighed and rolled into the crowd. A Wuhuan man struggled to get up. He waved his scimitar hysterically and tore open the neck of the Roman soldier who was rushing. Several sword edges also stabbed into his body at the same time. The moment he pulled it out, arrows flew from outside the front line and the cruising cavalry. The Roman soldier who was caught in the arrow held the hilt of the sword and fell down with the Wuhuan cavalry. The body extended, and three already broken Parthian legions were cut and intertwined with a large number of Wuhuan cavalry.

In the distance, two thousand Bingzhou cavalry were clustered, like a surging torrent flowing between the Wuhuan cavalry and the Salmatia people. The headed knights, with golden crowns, blood-stained beast-faced and swallowing armor, and as they waved the halberd, they directly drove the person out. The broken cloak surging like flames. On the side and on the front, the cavalry rushed out before they waved their arms, and were swept off the horse like discarded puppets.

"Tell Lou Pan, the front line cannot take a step back!"

The running red war horse slowed down. Lu Bu turned his head and roared at the cavalry that was catching up. When he turned around, a equipped Salmatia heavy cavalry in front of him rushed towards him. Lu Bu snorted, tapped his heels lightly, and turned the direction like a red rabbit psychic, and staggered the spear head of the stabbing. The painting halberd passed by lightly. When the amazing force led the Salmatia knight backwards and landed on the ground, the fiery red war horse had already broken through the second defense and entered the crowd.

Two thousand iron cavalry followed closely, and after a moment, they broke through the small formation of hundreds of people in front of them, and then rushed towards the next Roman team that had been divided.

However, for three legions of nearly 30,000 people, the crucial purpose was to meet with His Majesty the Emperor there. After the first charge of the Selius cavalry, they cruised and shot down, and directly hit them head-on, leaving behind several teams of hundreds of people and hiring barbarian cavalry as bait, the main force was still moving.

The crowd moved forward, and Lu Bu cut off a female Salmatia knight with a flowery face, and the blood poured on her face was full of sticky feeling. Even though she had been silent for several years and was resting, at this time, she smelled the bloody smell and her fingers trembled excitedly, with her hands shaking her bloody face.

A Roman centurion led dozens of people through the running Wuhuan cavalry. While running, he saw Lu Bu who was stationed in the horse. His footsteps suddenly accelerated and rushed forward. He followed the flag soldiers behind him. The adult soldiers followed closely. The red rabbit squirted a heavy breath. When the sword edge hit, it was kicked by it. The centurion turned around and bypassed the soldiers who had fought the next sword, jumped up, and shouted and waved the sword to stab the figure above.

可

On the horse's back, the halberd was raised, and the crescent moon faced the sword. The centurion gritted his teeth and pressed down hard: "Selusians, my brother died in your hands." Amid the screams, several Roman soldiers rushed up, and someone jumped from behind the centurion and slashed at the face of the man holding the halberd...

Lu Bu raised his face slightly, his eyes swept across the corner of his eyes, and his lips opened lightly: "Rats..." The arm holding the halberd exerted force violently, and the centurion stepped back and hit the jumping soldiers. The halberd rod rolled and swept away the Roman soldiers in the air. "... dared to be rampant" suddenly shouted suddenly. The halberd with half a circle slashed straight down. The Gallic iron helmet worn by the Roman centurion made a harsh golden sound, which was broken in half, and flew out from the left and right. The dozens of Roman infantry that rushed around were also dispersed and crushed by the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry who had caught up.

Lu Bu tied the reins and turned his horse's head to look back. On the huge battlefield, the three Roman legions still had established formations and killed the southward round formation. He frowned: "These Qin people have clear goals and don't fight with us... there is some trouble." After saying that, he urged the horse to chase him: "Seep the family again."

At the same time, less than two thousand camps and hundreds of Qiang people, caravan guards appeared in front of the Parthian Legion to set up a formation. The soldiers holding shields, spearmen, and archers built a madly, and shields formed a barren steel wall. The Parthian Legion opposite did not mean to stop, but also rushed towards them in the most brutal posture.

"Bow and Arrow Preparation"

With a hysterical cry, Gao Shun ran through the formation with Lu Lingqi and Lu Xun. Then, the rain of arrows rose into the sky. Among the crowds of people, some people were caught and fell down. More steps broke the feathered arrows inserted into the ground. Tens of thousands of people charged, the number and speed of the people were terrifying. The rain of arrows only brought some ripples in this torrent and could not stop everything.

"Lingqi, who do you take to the back?" Gao Shun roared and waved his hand to drive them away.

The girl rode on a horse. Although she had a confrontation with the Romans once, it was a situation of chasing and fleeing, and it was darkness again. Now, facing the vast number of tens of thousands, she felt a little scared. Her little hands holding the reins were cold. The back of her hand suddenly came warm, and her pretty face was lowered, and a warm big hand covered the back of her hand.

Lu Xun was standing side by side with her and looked at the Romans getting closer and closer. He had seen the girl and smiled on his handsome face: "Don't be afraid, I'm there."

"Yeah!" Lu Lingqi bit her lips and nodded, "Not afraid."

She said lightly.

The next second, more than 20,000 people rushed over, forming a collision

....

A little farther north, the last Roman team blocked on the road of the two thousand Bingzhou cavalry chasing. A black formation in the distance was like a reef in the sea and received violent erosion. Lu Bu's eyes crawled with blood, and he was about to give an order, but he suddenly stopped talking and turned around.

The Wuhuan cavalry who were still fighting, the Roman remaining soldiers were running in panic at this moment, and then ran farther and farther away. He narrowed his eyes, and under the slanting sunlight, in the distance, the footsteps were clearly resounding like thunder. It was the movement that only tens of thousands of people ran wildly. Lu Bu hurriedly asked someone to go to the front to send the trap camp to avoid it, and he took the rest of the cavalry to avoid it from the straight line where the opponent was running.

At this time, the three Parthian legions were still rushing, and some of them bypassed the reef-like trap camp and continued to move forward. The remaining soldiers from the trap camp stopped fighting, and the huge and disorderly sea of ​​people was rushing towards this side.

"Do not!"

Pan Feng rushed to the front at some point and kept waving and shouting at the people in front: "...Go away quickly, I can't stop."

The Roman infantrymen who had no time to escape, and the fallen Wuhuan cavalry were then swept into it. The disorderly tide became increasingly large, and the nerves were broken. The red-eyed new army Han soldiers swung their swords to the ground. The scared Roman soldiers did not dare to resist. Some wanted to leave from the side, and were then caught up and killed with one knife.

Just like a snowball, it gets bigger and bigger.

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