As the number of Keye's troops arrived one after another, about 3,000 people were concentrated. Keye was afraid of Murong Feng. Before the arrival of the large army, he was unwilling to take the initiative to attack, so he followed Murong Feng's cavalry far away and did not dare to get too close.

Today, the scout reported that Murong Feng's army suddenly accelerated the marching speed and seemed very panicked. Muye immediately summoned several leaders to discuss whether to continue chasing at the original speed or to accelerate the pursuit.

"Xiaoshuai, Murong Feng probably found out that the king had personally brought the army, so he accelerated the escape speed." A thousand-time chief said, "Murrong Feng only has more than one thousand people now, and his follow-up troops have not yet had time to meet him. If we chase him immediately, we will have an absolute advantage in terms of number of people, and we can catch him off guard. Kill Murong Feng, Xiaoshuai's contribution will be great."

"Murong Feng has fought for decades and is very scheming. We should be more cautious." Another Qianchang said.

"Murong Feng is old and no longer has the courage of the past." A confidant of Keye waved his hand and said, "Xiaoshuai, let us chase him and kill him. We must let the Xianbei people know that Ke is not the only one who is the best at fighting in the Tiger Tribe."

This was the most abnormal time. Koye's face immediately became much ugly. He waved the whip in his hand and whipped hard on the bushes beside the road.

"Xiaoshuai, Murong Feng no matter what he said, there were only more than one thousand people. We attacked him with 3,000 people, and not to mention annihilation, we are definitely sure of winning."

Ke Ye turned his back to his subordinates, lowered his head to calculate his gains and losses, and finally the idea of ​​making contributions still gained the upper hand.

"Chasing at full speed." Ke Ye suddenly turned around and said firmly.

"Master, Keye's troops have all caught up." A scout rushed from the rear of the troops. The soldier did not dismount. After reporting loudly, he immediately turned his head and galloped away.

"Master, Keye's troops are extremely fast and have arrived in Chatun."

"Master, Keye's troops are twenty miles away from our army."

"Master, Keye's troops have crossed Pingtung."

Scouts after scouts rode around on horseback, immediately conveying a message to the soldiers: War is about to begin.

The soldiers became excited, and everyone began to whisper, and the speed of the march was significantly accelerated.

Murong Feng sat upright on the horse with a peaceful expression, with a faint sense of excitement in his eyes.

Li Hong rode a red horse and followed Murong Feng, looking around nervously. He participated in the battle between the large army for the first time, and it would be a lie to say it was not nervous. As the scouts ran around more and more frequently, Li Hong's muscles were tense, and even breathing was a little difficult.

"Take a deep breath..." Murong Feng heard his heavy breathing like a windmill, turned around and said to him with a smile, "Deep breathing can relieve your tension." Li Hong scratched his head embarrassedly, took a few deep breaths, and his breathing was much smoother, but his heart was still beating desperately without hesitation.

"Warning a big war is not like encounters between small troops. Since both sides need to prepare carefully in a big war, the atmosphere will generally be very tense before the war comes. The encounter, like what you experienced a few days ago, is a hasty response, relying on the courage of each person and the cooperation of small groups, so you will generally not give you a nervous time, and the battle has already begun."

Li Hong nodded. Murong Feng lowered the horse speed and walked side by side with Li Hong. Seeing that Li Hong was still very nervous, he pointed around and said, "This place is called Mazuipo. Look at the hills coming down from here, it is flat and wide, especially suitable for cavalry troops to accelerate when charging, greatly increasing the power of the cavalry when attacking." As he said that, Murong Feng had already set off the horse and stood at the top of the hills. Li Hong followed him closely.

Both of them looked down the hills. At the bottom of Mazui slope is a half-moon arc-shaped grassland, which is three or four miles in a radius. At the top and waist of the half-moon arc are two small hills with dense trees.

"Master General, if we could ambush five hundred cavalry on those two hills, Keye's three thousand iron cavalry would be wiped out." Li Hong pointed at the opposite hill with the whip in his hand and pointed at Murong Fengdao casually.

Murong Feng didn't make any noise and looked ahead silently.

Ke Ye stopped his horse and looked at Mazuipo in the distance. The scout came to report just now that Murong Feng's troops had crossed Mazuipo, three miles away from the troops. After running hard for most of the day, they finally caught Murong Feng up.

"Tell all departments to speed up. Murong Feng is right in front of you, and the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of you." Ke Ye said excitedly to the messenger behind him:

Murong Feng, Iron Wolf, Gongsun Hu, Wu Leopard, ranks at the front of the line. Behind are ten queues divided into one thousand people, each of which is a hundred people standing on a line, waiting to attack. The three rows in the front are shooters, and the three rows in the middle are spearmen. The last four rows are the main force of charge, with weapons of a wide variety, including swords, swords, axes, and maces.

Li Hong was divided in the middle of the first row. The atmosphere on the battlefield was very tense and depressing, which made him breathless. He followed the method of Murong Feng Sect, took a deep breath, and then sprayed it out with his mouth. His bellows-like breath attracted the attention of the soldiers next to him. The soldier was probably a veteran and laughed silently at Li Hong. Li Hong was very embarrassed and his face turned red immediately.

No one spoke. Even the horses felt the battle about to break out, and they all raised their heads, raised their ears, ready to accept the instructions issued by their master.

In Murong Feng's vision, the army of the tiger tribe finally appeared. First, the big flag embroidered with a golden tiger head, and then the knights rushed out like a whirlwind, one, a few, and a group. In a blink of an eye, a huge area surged out.

The sound of the enemy's horse hooves was like a beating drum. It was vaguely heard at first, gradually getting bigger and denser, and more deafening. Gradually, the ground under his feet also trembled violently. Everything was like a mountain torrent, and the arrogant god of death rushed towards him with the breath of death, making people feel broken.

Murong Feng was calm and calm, and even a proud smile appeared on his face.

The horses in the army began to shake their heads and tails, became anxious, their four hooves kept swinging, and their noses kept whipping. Some horses even rushed out of the queue for half of their bodies.

Li Hong's violent heartbeat seemed to slowly adapt to the suffocating atmosphere. His slightly shaking hands could already firmly grasp the reins of the horse, and his bellows-like breathing was already normal without realizing it. But his mind was already attracted by the overwhelming enemy cavalry under the hills, and he completely forgot that he was still nervous.

Murong Feng finally raised his right hand amid everyone's expectations. The trumpet soldier clamped in the first row immediately bulged his cheeks and blew the horn of the cow that had been placed beside his mouth. The long sound of the trumpet horn resounded throughout the entire Mazui slope for a moment.

"Huho, Huho..." The soldiers raised their weapons and made earth-shaking shouts from their chests full of breath. All the soldiers were full of blood and were aroused by the deafening roars. Fear, panic, timidity, and everything turned into clouds and smoke at this moment, disappeared.

Li Hong was infected by the atmosphere and was filled with endless strength. He opened his eyes, blushed, and raised his sword with all his strength, shouting at the top of his lungs. For the first time, he felt that war also had such a charming and tempting side.

"Kill..." Murong Feng raised his spear, rode high on his front legs, and immediately raised his head's neighing white horse. He looked back and let out an attacking roar at his subordinates, and then the white horse rushed out like a wind.

Ke Ye and the others suddenly realized that they had pursued the enemy. Although the enemy waited for their leisure and took the lead in attacking and seized the initiative, they had an absolute advantage in numbers, and this opportunity was relatively undecisive.

Koye immediately shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Carry a charge."

A commander next to him immediately reminded him: "Little Coach, our pursuit speed is too fast and the formation is already in chaos. Should we first reorganize the formation and then fight the enemy to the decisive battle?"

"We have three thousand people to deal with him and one thousand people, and even if we step on him, we can trample him to death." Keye shouted excitedly, "Kill."

The inclination of Mazui slope helped Murong Feng's cavalry to accelerate to the limit in a very short time. The soldiers shouted and rushed towards the enemy.

Li Hong looked at the enemy troops getting closer and closer, and involuntarily remembered the severe torture of Ke Ye on him.

"Koye, I must kill you today." Thinking of the scars and shocking pain, his hatred immediately filled his heart.

The sound of the horn suddenly rang again.

The roar of the iron wolf came faintly from the left, "Arrow..."

"put……"

The arrows in the sky were covered with darkness, like the black clouds before the storm, making people frightened. The high-speed arrows whistled through the air, just like the sneer from the god of death. The breath of death instantly enveloped the empty horse's mouth slope.

The "puff" sound of arrows entering the body was drowned by the sound of roaring horse hooves, and only the cruel scene of people swaying up and down. At this speed, if you fall off a horse, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die. The most terrible thing is that the war horse was shot into the vital point, and the people and horses suddenly flew out without control. Often, both people and horses were killed. In order to avoid the reach of the arrows as soon as possible, the soldiers following them usually speeded at the extreme speed, and stepped on the soldiers who were seriously injured or dropped the horse, which was absolutely inevitable.

Koye's cavalry immediately shot back a round. However, due to their scattered formation, the arrows shot were messy and their power was greatly reduced.

The iron wolf was still shouting at the top of his lungs: "Arrow..."

Under the command of the yelling, even Murong Feng, who was rushing in front, pulled his bow and arrows according to the instructions.

"put……"

The two sides were sixty steps away. The shouts started again.

Gongsun Hu and Wu Leopard shouted loudly in the queue: "Pulley is ready..."

The three rows of archers in the front suddenly unfolded a loose formation, and each of them showed a passage for a horse to pass through. The three rows of spearmen accelerated their horses again, surpassing the archers, forming a spearmen to charge in the forefront.

Most archers collect their bows and take out their own weapons to fight. Only soldiers with extremely high shooting skills still use bows and arrows as their attack weapons.

The two sides were thirty steps away. The clamor sounded again.

The spearmen changed their formation again to form a diamond-shaped impact array. This array allows every soldier to face the enemy at the same time as soon as possible. This increases the lethality exponentially. But it has a depth, and each soldier will be protected by his left and right and behind his comrades.

The spearmen rushed out with a three-meter-long spear, and it was very difficult for any enemy riding on the horse to avoid its sharp blow.

All the cavalry brought out by Keye this time were ordinary soldiers. Only the main force of the Iron Cavalry was equipped with spear soldiers like this. So as soon as the two sides contacted, Keye's soldiers suffered a big loss.

Looking at the soldiers who were pierced by spears, they were either dropped or picked up, and listening to the countless miserable screams in their ears, Koye's anger erupted uncontrollably like splashing blood.

"Kill... Kill..." He waved his long sword and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Ke Ye is very powerful and there is no one under him.

The sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield was earth-shaking, and soldiers fighting were catching and fighting everywhere. The soldiers riding horses ran back and forth, while the soldiers holding bows and arrows were shooting each other. The soldiers without horses were in groups, sacrificing themselves to fight.

Murong Feng's spear had broken after killing four enemies. He pulled out his sword and led a group of personal guards to continue fighting hard.
Chapter completed!