"go home--"

Dong Siyi roared to the sky, but he was still in the voice change period, and his voice seemed a little sharper, but the word "going home" had endless magic power, and nearly 10,000 people roared to the sky.

"go home--"

"go home--"

...

"kill--"

...

Kuhan freezes the entire Nanqiu Shui, and countless soldiers are holding half-arc iron shields and holding spears in hand. The desperate three thousand Xianbei old men launched the last counterattack, but they are facing waves of arrow rain, suffering waves of spear rain that can nail the whole body to the hard river surface as hard as iron...

"Pushing the array—"

"Kill them all--"

...

Dong Siyi roared sharply from time to time, and countless soldiers hit hundreds of desperate Xianbei people again and again. Every fierce impact, countless spears stabbed out, and the sharp three-foot triangle blade penetrated through the unprotected body, with shrill screams one after another...

"go home--"

"go home--"

...

"kill--"

"No prisoners left--"

"Kill them all--"

...

"Sir, go quickly... go quickly-"

The man who lost his entire palm seemed to have not noticed that his palm had been cut off by a Han army. He cried with tears on his face with his only remaining palm and pulled Fu Luohan, who was hit by two arrows...

"Sir, go..."

"It's gone... the tribe members are gone..."

"Sir, go quickly... go quickly..."

Just as Fu Luohan was about to fight again, a shadow flashed by. Looking back, the sharp heavy javelin had nailed the man with only one palm to the ground, and the three-foot blade pierced the thick chest. The man couldn't even let the last shrill scream. The roar that made people's hearts sounded again not far away...

"Kill them all--"

...

Fu Luohan escaped shamefully. When he ran for dozens of steps, he burst into tears and watched as the tribe members finally screamed and fell down...

“Ahhh—”

Fu Luohan's sadness resounded throughout the valley, and he was the only one who rushed into the wind and snow. In just a moment, he disappeared into the wind and snow...

One person and one horse escaped without a shadow, and the battlefield gradually calmed down. Countless blood-stained men stripped people of their clothes one by one, stripping each of them all of them. Even no matter how bad the sheepskin coat was, it was still peeled off. This has always been the tradition of Dong Buyi Cong.

"Ma San!"

The first deputy general of the battle, Ma San, stepped forward and clasped his fists.

"Ma San is here!"

"Leave the spoils and other things to the Wuwan people. Now you will take the battalion temporarily and take your brothers to Gaoliu City to prepare for camping. Also! The injured brothers must be protected! If there is any mistake, my father will chop your head, don't blame me for not warning you!"

"No! Ma San will never dare to be careless!"

...

"Changjun Liu!"

...

"Take cattle, sheep and supplies to Gaoliu immediately..."

...

After Dong Siyi gave a detailed explanation to his generals, he turned over and ran towards the rear. After running less than a mile, he saw a strong man running towards him with dozens of generals and hurriedly kicking the horse to the front.

"Father."

Dong Hu patted him on the shoulder twice.

“Good done.”

As he said that, he looked back at Dong Chi.

"Chi, you are more tired, we need to know the main force of the Xianbei people as soon as possible."

Dong Chi clasped her fists heavily.

"promise!"

After saying that, Dong Chi didn't say goodbye to others, and the Yue people kicked the horses and ran forward, hundreds of cavalry kicked the war horses, following Dong Chi closely...

"Wen Yuan."

Dong Hu spoke, and Zhang Liao hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists.

"The last one will be here!"

"Train thousands of cavalry to Hongtang River."

"promise!"

...

"Si Zhong, Si Xiao."

Dong Sizhong and Dong Sixiao rushed forward.

"Baby is here!"

"All the men got on the horse immediately and went to Gaoliu City to rest immediately."

"promise!"

...

In just a moment, the generals around Dong Hu were much more sparse. Apart from Dong Siyi, only Hua Xiong and Dong Chong with an arm were left.

"Kirby can..."

Dong Hu looked back and looked behind him, with some disdain on the corner of his mouth. No one expected that Kirby, who had originally entered Shanggu County, would suddenly appear on the road where Hua Xiong chased Kuitou.

Hua Xiong clasped his fists and said, "Kirby in Shanggu County can be just a cover. That Kirby may have been hiding in the mountains all the time. He thought he was an extremely smart person, and it was probably not that easy to save Kuitou."

Dong Hu nodded silently and grinned again.

"It's not simple, we're just afraid he's simple!"

As he said that, he looked at Hua Xiong's injured arm again.

"Is the injury serious?"

Hua Xiong shook his head and said, "Lord, don't worry, Hua Xiong just suffered a minor injury on the skin."

Dong Hu just patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "You have lost an arm. As long as you don't die, that's also our general. What we are worried about is not your ability to fight against others!"

Hua Xiong felt warm and lowered his head and said, "The lord taught him a lesson."

Dong Hu patted Hua Xiong twice again and whipped Dong Chong in armor with a whip.

"Heavy, leave."

Dong Hu kicked the horse, hundreds of cavalry ran around, and countless ribbon-shaped Dong army flags floated in the cold wind.

...

The Nanqioshui River Valley is 100 miles away from Gaoliu, and Gaoliu is about 100 miles away from Pingcheng. It takes two days to ride a horse faster under heavy snow. However, the Xianbei people plundered the Wuwan people and some Han people, with 40,000 to 50,000 prisoners in their hands, and more than one million cattle and sheep.

It is impossible for prisoners to ride for horses, which will make the Wuwan prisoners escape cleanly, and the prisoners can only walk. In addition, the speed of the marching will be much lower. A hundred miles will allow them to walk for three or five days. This is not as good as the troops of Dong Hu who are rushing forward in a lightweight manner.

The valley entrance is narrow, and thousands of Han soldiers can hold on to the airtight. Why is it my turn? Why is it so easy to break through?

Putou and Bu Dugen brothers never expected that they had just left for four days, and millions of cattle and sheep had just left Gaoliu City, and there were still two days away from Pingcheng. Their brother Fu Luohan chased after him. Listening to the tens of thousands of Han soldiers breaking through the defense line, everyone was in a dilemma...

Seeing the firewood crackling in the fire pit, no one spoke after a long time, Fu Luohan murmured.

"The children and soldiers were all horsemen, but we had 40,000 to 50,000 prisoners and millions of cattle and sheep. If we don't abandon these... we can only fight to the death with them..."

Fu Luohan murmured, but no one spoke...

"Fight to the death if you fight to the death!"

"Great death-"

Bu Dugen suddenly became furious, raised his knife and pierced the fat roasted lamb in front of him. Putou looked at his angry brother, but instead did not support him, he scolded him coldly.

"Fight to the death?"
To be continued...