"The leader of Hulu, no matter how strange the Han army's formation is, fight for a while before talking about it!"

A big man with a bearded face looked at the Han army not far away with hatred, "My Maha tribe is here to fight the vanguard!"

After Maha Tsuna's death, the people who led the troops of the Maha tribe became one of his brothers - Mahagili, of course not his own. Maha Tsuna's three brothers died in the previous war more than 30 years ago, and the third child died in the city of Beiling two years ago. The old and young were watching their homes on the prairie. Part of his relatives entered the Golden Wolf Guardian of Uweitu and part of them entered the standing army. So when Maha Tsuna died, there were nearly 10,000 tribes, and the closest one was Maha Tsuna's cousin, who was twice as close to him.

However, although he was not a biological child, Mahagili also wanted to avenge Mahayana. As a senior general of the Maha tribe, he has been following Mahayana for many years and respecting Mahayana even more than I did, and treating him like a god of war.

Because the bloodthirsty Mahayana had slaughtered Seoul many times, these cruel methods had won him a high reputation in the Hu tribe on the prairie.

After learning about the death of Mahahun and the losses of a group of priests of the Gods, Wu Weituo was furious and furious, so he won’t talk about it, because even if he practiced merit and became the best in martial arts world, he would not be able to slap Huaiyuan with one slap. At most, he could only put some pressure on Hulu Luomenduo.

In fact, Uweituo was very calm. He didn't even see that he didn't even let some of the relatives of Maha's in front of him go to Huaiyuan, but he was afraid that these people would be blinded by hatred and return to his own tribe, so he would not throw away Hululuomon's orders and do his own revenge.

In this way, it will inevitably cause a lot of unnecessary losses, which will be the worst result for Huaiyuan.

Therefore, now Hulu Luomon can barely suppress the surge of the Maha tribe. However, when the entire Han army left the city, this suppression must be released. Otherwise, the Maha tribe will definitely rebound. Hulu Luomon agreed readily to Mahagili's request for his slightest thought.

Anyway, it was the one who died from the Maha tribe. It would be better for Mahagili to be a scapegoat who was willing to be a scapegoat on the road.

"Kill--"

With the permission of the main general, Mahagili immediately ran back to his army. He lit up a silver ring in front of him, and behind him were a thousand cavalry and horses. They were all veterans of war. No matter how eager Mahagili was to take revenge, he would not be so stupid that he led the entire army to attack. The silver ring Hu general raised the mace in his hand, shouted loudly and rode his horse as if he was flying. More than a thousand cavalry behind him immediately rushed up with swords, guns, sticks and shouted.

"Shooting the arrow—"

With the shout of Li Maozhong from the front line, a sharp arrow rose from the formation.

Hu Qiruo followed the wind power, horsepower, and arrows shot out could indeed exceed the range of the ordinary step bow, but if the step bow holds a hard bow, a strong bow or even a long bow, it must be the step bow's range.

In this battle, the Han army was the first to compete. Although they could not kill or damage a few Hu cavalry, they only had three arrows in the battle.

"Uh...sigh...uh...ru...ru...ru..."

The screams of horses sounded, and the screams of people began to be louder.

"Boom..." Hu Qi still rode his horse and hit the wall of the carriage. The sharp spear naturally pierced into the body of the war horse, but the momentum of a horse was also given to the carriage.

The spear broke and the car wall moaned. Twenty carriages tied together were not so easy to knock, and it was even hard to knock.

But the vibration and shaking must be endured.

A husband who was about to die was shouting and jumping into the carriage. He was stabbed in the air by a swinged spear, but the scimitar in his hand was also thrown down frantically.

Life is so small that it is pitiful.

"Kill... Kill..."

It was like the sea water pouring into the cabin in an instant, and countless Hu Qi followed the gap between the first floor and the third floor.

But after entering, they did not see half of the figure of the goddess of victory, but instead the immortal god they believed in was closer to them.

Front, back, left, right, attacks, and non-existent damage.

Spears, big swords, iron halberds, hooks and sickles, bows and arrows, crossbows, ropes, chain hooks... These are a hundred times more abominable and a hundred times more dangerous than the spears that were barbed on the first-level convoy.

A thousand cavalry rushed in and fell halfway. When Zhu Biao took the three hundred cavalry to clear the third floor and headed towards the second floor, Hu Qi's back, which was in a mess, was already making the Han soldiers in front laugh.

The brave General of the Silver Ring was also broken into the formation. Zhu Biao didn't see him, and he didn't know how he died. Anyway, he just died like that.

Mahagili was both angry and ashamed, and of course she was still a little surprised. How long has it been? Is it rushing in? I said that Mahagili was embarrassed to tell him that he lost half of his troops and lost his leader...

"The Han army dares to leave the city, but it is true that it is a good thing!" Hulu Luomon rode his horse to Mahagili. "General Maha, the Han army has a long way to go, and we still have time. Please be patient for a while and wait for us to exhaust our soldiers--"

How could Hulu Luomon be careless when he was given a lesson from six hundred lives? But to be cautious in the whole army, he also needed to persuade Mahagili.

The hatred eyes became stronger and stronger, and Mahagili responded heavily with a blue face and said Hululuomon.

What he said is true - he is too small to be a member of our army, first exhaust his army, hurt his morale, and then fight to determine the world. This is much better than fighting hard. Ding Zhuang is the foundation of a tribe's reproduction. If the people at his hands are fighting, the Maha tribe will leave the ranks of the large tribe.

"Haha, okay, today's disturbance is my Hulu department first--" Hulu Luomon was happy all of a sudden. Mahagili was not confused yet. Such a great good, great good!

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Amid the sound of the horn, a team of more than a thousand people immediately rushed out of Hululuomon's banner.

Zhu Biao is still checking the repairs of the carriages in the front line. The broken spear needs to be replaced, and the cracked wall needs to be repaired. The corpse of the war horse hanging on the spear needs to be removed, and the corpse that fell under the wheel needs to be pulled away. Although Zhu Biao has replaced the axle and wheel in the past two days, it is still necessary to reduce the burden on the shaft. And just now, there is movement on the side of the Huqiu who has just become a head-on?

Looking up, no, another team of new Hu cavalry rushed towards the formation of the chariot. Everyone immediately took their place, and the spear that had no time to change was given up.

After a while, both sides entered the range of the archery bow, and the Hu cavalry advanced deeper. Just as the Han army was preparing for another sword and weapon connection, they suddenly turned their horse's head at a distance of fifty or sixty steps, and the arrows flew and ran quickly outside the land of an arrow.

"Young Master, is Hu Gou going to attack us?" Dou Bing had already seen it. Looking at Hu Qi who was wandering outside the chariot formation with an arrow...
Chapter completed!