The Hun leader looked at the scene like a nightmare, and his hand holding the knife trembled unliberately, and he felt extremely regretful.

Since receiving the military letter from Hami's 800-mile rush, he has prepared in advance, and in order to seize the credit, he deliberately intercepted the documents and kept them without sending them.

In his opinion, it would be not easy to use his five thousand troops to deal with a mere three thousand envoys, so why bother making a big fuss?

If we really follow the requirements of Hami Sect and use 30,000 troops to encircle and suppress 3,000 Han people, even if we succeed, we will definitely become a laughing stock for the entire clan.

The only thing he was worried about was that he was afraid of accidentally hurting Xia Yajun in the Han delegation, and ordered that he must be captured alive. As for what the military book said, he was not worried about taking Xu Haifeng's life. As long as he killed all the men, Xu Haifeng would naturally die.

But he never expected that in this world, there were such a perverted person and such an perverted army.

Now that things have come to this point, he knows that the defeat is decided and can no longer be saved. The consequence of continuing to stay is that more Hun warriors will bleed. He had to stomp his feet hard and give the order to retreat the entire army. He himself led dozens of personal soldiers and slowly retreated backwards.

Suddenly, a person appeared on the way he was moving forward.

Seeing that this person's appearance was somewhat familiar, he immediately recognized that this was one of his targets in this trip, the Black Flag Army Commander Xu Haifeng.

Xu Haifeng carried his hands on his back, smiled and asked, "I don't know where this general is going?"

He was wearing a white robe, giving people a feeling of slacking off and exhausting. It seemed that he was not on the battlefield where the battle was fierce, but between the gardens and terraces in his home.

The Hun leader's face changed drastically. Of course, he could see that the other party's martial arts was so high that he was far above his imagination. Otherwise, how could he come and go freely among the chaotic army?

There are such a young first-class master among the Han people. It is no wonder that Hami Tsu actually asked at least 30,000 troops to encircle and suppress them.

"Kill me..." He tried to calm down and shouted.

The few personal soldiers around him were ungrateful and immediately took action when they heard the master's order.

Xu Haifeng's smile remained unchanged, and he strided forward, calmly avoiding the two sabers that were slashing from the front. He reached out and grabbed it, but he didn't move quickly, but he just grabbed one person's wrist.

The man could see clearly, but his strength had been exhausted and he could not change at all. In the eyes of others, it seemed that he had handed his hand to Xu Haifeng's palm.

With the help of pulling the man, the man couldn't hold back, and his feet were pulled off the ground and flew around in the air. Xu Haifeng suddenly let go, and the man's head flew forward and towards the few people who came later.

Those people could not dodge and were hit hard by him. They rushed to the scene with great force, breaking their bones and tendons, and they had no strength to get up.

Xu Haifeng used the Tai Chi magical power without using any force, and all of them were used to fight. He became more and more proficient and free when the internal force was used in the movements.

In just a moment, the Hun leader was empty and no one was available.

"What's your name? If you surrender, I will protect your life without worries." Xu Haifeng looked at him coldly and promised.

His face was pale, knowing that today was unreasonable, he suddenly pulled out his waist and sat down on his horse, shouting in Chinese: "There are only the Huns who died in battle, and no surrendered Huns."

He gathered all his strength and shouted loudly, "其..." and stabbed Xu Haifeng without hesitation.

Xu Haifeng frowned. The sword was filled with heroic spirit of leaving without regrets. It was obvious that this person had already made up the idea of ​​dying together.

He secretly admired that this person was quite strong, not to mention that this person was of great use and could not die at this time.

If Xu Haifeng had not broken through to the first level before he encountered such a fierce and heroic sword, he would only use the Giant Spirit Palm to kill him with force.

But now he has been among the first ranks and has mastered the spiritual power that can only be understood by the master level, so how could he take this sword seriously?

He moved a little and sneered, "I won't cry until I see the coffin. If that's the case, let me take you to the road."

He stretched out his finger and met the powerful and powerful knife.

The Huns slashed down with a knife, and saw that Xu Haifeng was so arrogant, he was both angry and happy. What was angry was that he had never been looked down upon by others like this. He was so happy that this general was caught in something evil. No matter how hard his fingers were, could he still be stronger than the Alchemy in his hands?

He only said that he would definitely die today, and that he could pull a cushion when he was dying. The saber in his hand immediately added three points of strength.

Who knew that just as the fingers of the knife were about to intersect, Xu Haifeng shook his wrist and the angle of his fingers changed subtly. He did not touch the blade, but pressed against the surface of the knife.

The Huns knew something was wrong and were about to change their moves, but the move just now had tried all its strength and could no longer change.

He only felt a strong suction force appearing on Xu Haifeng's fingers and pulling it forward.

His body rushed forward with the sabre.

With a "swish...", the saber in his hand had already pierced deeply into the ground. Although the knife was cast by Alchemy, it still could not withstand such powerful destruction. The crisp sound of "ding..." was broken into two pieces.

His body rushed forward uncontrollably, and the broken blade was about to be inserted into the ground and passed through his chest. At this time, his heart was filled with mixed feelings, and I don’t know what it was.

Suddenly, he felt that the back collar was being picked up, and his body flew over the broken blade like a cloud and fog, and he fell heavily to the ground. Before he could react, the back of his head hurt and he was knocked unconscious.

Xu Haifeng raised his feet and his body flew up and landed on Lin Changkong's hand that followed.

"Send this person to see the military advisor, he should be able to make the best use of it." Xu Haifeng ordered calmly.

Lin Changkong responded, took the man and turned around and left.

Xu Haifeng looked up and watched the battlefield. At this time, the Huns were defeated. If they had a horse under their crotch, they might be able to escape from the Black Flag Army's encirclement, but if they were all two legs, then they would probably have been wiped out today.

Sure enough, after the armored soldiers massacred more than half of the Huns, the other Huns no longer had the courage to continue to fight. After hearing the order to retreat, they began to flee desperately.

If their opponent was human, then the heroes of the Huns would never escape at the last minute, but at this time they were facing a group of unbeatable murder machines. If they continued to fight, there would be no meaning. It was no longer called bravery, but a donkey stupidity.

So after the order of the Huns leader, all the Huns began to flee collectively.

They were born on this prairie and fought with the Han people here for years, but they have never suffered such a crushing defeat as today.

Without horses, they had to rely on their own legs to flee around the prairie. Only in this way can they have the greatest possibility of escaping.

However, what awaits them behind is an even more brutal nightmare.

The only 100 cavalry on the battlefield finally moved. They pulled bows and arrows on the horse's back, aimed at everyone who intended to escape around, and gave a deadly eagle feather arrow for free.

The bows on their hands were all four stone bows, with a range of up to 150 steps. Although they were far from comparable to Zhebe, they were already one of the few good players in the army.

Seeing their arrows shot without any mistakes, one arrow would definitely take away a life. Jin Guanghua, who was watching behind, muttered to himself: "I read that right, why are there so many archers in the world?"

After running for a while, the remaining Huns were half less, and only five or six hundred people were still running for desperate attempts. However, even they themselves knew that the hope of escaping was extremely slim.

Suddenly, a Hun man shouted something, so more than 300 people stopped suddenly and stopped fleeing backwards. Half of them turned around and rushed towards the horse team, while the other half took out their bows and arrows and shot against the Han soldiers.

The other Huns accelerated their pace, striving to escape as soon as possible, and do their best to continue their lives.

Although the courage of the Huns who voluntarily stayed to block the attack was commendable, unfortunately, they failed to fulfill their wishes. Their sacrifice did not give their companions enough time to escape.

The Huns who rushed towards the horse team soon fell under sharp arrows, and their charge could not even be stopped for a moment. Although the Huns were skillful in archery skills, they were more than one level different from the archers specially selected in the Black Flag Army.

Only the Hun Han who was the first to shout was extremely powerful. He held a five-stone bow and shot an arrow, which was a little further away from the Han army. Only his arrow injured two Black Flag Army soldiers.

But his life ended early because of his outstanding performance.

An eagle feathered arrow that seemed to fly from the sky passed by as fast as lightning. He looked in the direction of the Black Flag Army convoy, and his face was filled with incredible expressions.

Zhebei stood on a carriage and moved the Kaitian bow behind his back calmly. Looking at his expression, he seemed to have done something insignificant.

The soldiers on the horse team ignored the Huns who hoped to shoot against them, but hurriedly crossed them through the horses and continued to pursue the fleeing Hun soldiers.

Behind them, the armored soldiers approached again, carrying such a heavy turtle shell and being able to run at such a fast speed. This fact made everyone stunned.

At this point, there was no suspense in the battle. Until the end, all the five thousand cavalry of the Huns were annihilated, and none of them could escape.

In addition to two cavalrymen who were shot by the Huns, less than fifty armored soldiers died in this battle.

Such a record made everyone watching the game in the rear stagger.

Although they knew that the Black Flag Army was their friendly forces, they still felt a cold air rising from the bottom of their hearts.

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