About two hundred light cavalrymen were quietly lined up in loose lines, standing in front of the Daijun army, covering the chariot formations and the central army's team in the rear. Even if the Youzhou army was approaching like dark clouds, the cavalry team was not panicked at all. They did not move at all, and they did not even whisper to each other; only the morning breeze blew their flags and robes, making a sound of rushing. Obviously, this was a strong soldier who had undergone rigorous training and had a steel-like will and discipline.

Ni Yi is the leader of this light cavalry. He was wearing light armor and a short bow, holding his beloved axe, and stood in front of the queue. He gently stroked the horse's mane from time to time, so that the irritable green mane horse under his crotch could calm down.

After a few good battles, he had to fight with less, but this situation did not make Ni Yi feel particularly nervous. Thinking of the tragic battlefields he had experienced personally, he felt that he was already very lucky to live until now. In Shuzhong, Guanzhong, Central Plains, Hebei, on every piece of land covered by this sky, countless people sacrificed their lives to kill each other, and blood flowed into a river. If the sky had spirits, I believe that there was no difference between humans and ants, and they lived in tiny and humbleness, and they died worthlessly.

In this world, "living" is not necessarily something worth nostalgic for. As a soldier, he has saved so many lives over the years. Even if he dies, he will be worthwhile...

Ni Yi suddenly shivered, no, no, no. That's all the thoughts of the past, I don't want to die now. I have survived such a miserable and bitter life, how can I die at the hands of these Xianbei people? This battle must be won! I will definitely win!

Ni Yi is fighting spirit.

What inspired Ni Yi's fighting spirit was everything he had experienced in the past month... It was probably the most painful day in Ni Yi's life. Xue Tong, Shen Jin and Liu Xia, those vicious generals, did not regard the soldiers as humans. The meaning of various golden drums and flags, the gestures and commands under the command, the routine usage of various weapons, from the ranks to the larger combat cooperation... and the more miserable pedestrian marches and cavalry teams, charge and other practices have tortured Ni Yi to death. Every morning, he got up without stopping after breakfast. Everyone had to wear armor and armed weapons, and endured one by one until the evening. Even when it was dark, he still had to take care of all his soldiers' rest and encourage their emotions. Sometimes he could fall asleep until midnight.

This is a terrible life that normal people can't imagine. In the past month, Ni Yi has been scolded more than his whole life, sweats more than his whole life, and learns more than his whole life. Ni Yi never wants to do this kind of life again, but it is this kind of life that gives Ni Yi unprecedented confidence.

Ni Yi turned sideways and swept his companions and brothers beside him with his light. They included Jin people, Xianbei people, Wuhuan people, some were captured by Hu tribes, some were born from the old subordinates, and some were born from the remnants of Jisang bandits. They had completely different backgrounds, but they had almost exactly similar momentum, the kind of aura that belonged to real soldiers, was uniform and sharp. This was a true army. Although they had not fought any large-scale battle, the hardship was almost cruel, which made the army confident that they could defeat all enemies.

The army behind suddenly became a little restless, Ni Yi stopped his random thoughts and turned around to look at it nervously.

The layers of chariot formations directly behind Ni Yi, the insurgent formations and the cavalry formations separated like waves. About fifteen or sixteen cavalry rushed out of the formation and made a bend to the soldiers.

The two tall and majestic knights each held two huge military flags in blue and red. The two military flags were rolling and fluttering in the wind, showing the words "General Yingyang General Lu" and "Daijun Prefect Lu". One person slowly walked under the cover of the flag, which was General Yingyang and Lu Yao, the prefect of Daijun.

Lu Yao rode an extremely majestic yellow horse, wearing a hut and sleeves, controlling the reins with one hand, holding a long spear in the other, and hanging a sword on each side of his waist. This outfit is actually not more special than other soldiers, but in Ni Yi's eyes, it looks very heroic.

Ni Yi, who jumped from Shi Chang to the team leader, did not lack the opportunity to contact Lu Yao. He was also grateful for Lu Yao's promotion. He thought countless times that if he had not met General Lu, he would have just been a mediocre soldier, and might have died on the battlefield long ago and turned into mud. General Lu gave him trust and attention, General Lu gave him a new future, and General Lu gave him the determination to pursue victory. When facing an unprecedented powerful enemy, Ni Yi looked at Lu Yao and suddenly remembered the chaotic battlefield outside Jianchun Gate in Yecheng not long ago, the figure of the powerful thief Ji Sang defeated the battlefield with his own strength!

Lu Yao obviously didn't know that he had such a fanatical fan in the army. He took the reins leisurely and passed by the soldiers. When he passed by Ni Yi, he nodded slightly.

But Lu Yao did not mobilize the soldiers in front of the station as Ni Yi expected, but continued to advance, reaching the midpoint between the Dai County Army and the Youzhou Army, and was about to get an arrow from the vanguard of the Youzhou Army.

This action was not only beyond Ni Yi's expectations, but even the soldiers of the Youzhou Army were a little surprised. There was a commotion against the Xianbei soldiers who were facing Lu Yao. It seemed that someone wanted to suddenly kill out and capture the enemy's chief general, but he was barely suppressed by his more mature companions.

Lu Yao exhaled and made the voice drift far away, and the entire plain could be heard clearly: "General Yingyang, Lu Yao, the prefect of the county in the prefect of the county, is here, please come forward to speak!"

Several followers around Lu Yao had dispersed a little and repeated Lu Yao's words in Xianbei language. Now, all the soldiers of the Hu and Jin clans of Youzhou Army and Dai County Army understood. This opening remark was even more incomprehensible than his actions of moving forward alone. The soldiers of Dai County Army looked at each other. When the battle was full of clouds, it was really hard to understand why this general Lu said this.

Perhaps the incident happened suddenly, and there was no reply in the Youzhou army.

"General Yingyang, Lu Yao, the prefect of the county, is here. It is true that the governor of Youzhou came forward to speak!" After a while, Lu Yao once again spoke and repeated the invitation just now. This time he didn't wait long, and soon burst into laughter: "Haha, does Wang really dare not come forward? Wang Jun, Wang Pengzu! You are indeed a brave bandit, a shameless villain!"

Lu Yao pointed to the direction of the central army of Youzhou Army, and shouted loudly like a cannon: "I, Lu Daoming, was ordered by the governor of Bingzhou Liu, from Bingzhou to Jizhou, and then to Dai County of Youzhou. Wherever I pass, I heard that the Xianbei tribes are brave and good at fighting, some are brave and fearless men, and some are heroes who charge in the battle. But the King of Youzhou Peng Zu was treacherous and vicious by nature, and cleverly spoke and lured Xianbei men to serve him. He was promoted and rewarded, but the Xianbei tribes only ended up with death and injury! It seems that this is true today!"

"A few days ago, the Yuwen tribe who obeyed your life was already with the Monailou tribe. The Luhui tribe was both injured and the dead, and there were no more than 10,000 people. The soldiers of the Yuwen tribe were not cold, and you drove the Duan tribe to fight to the death again? Today's battle is just to use the blood of the Xianbei soldiers of the Duan tribe to seek personal gain, but the crime of attacking the imperial army and horses will fall on the Duan tribe! Wang Jun, how sinister and so timid you! I want to ask, without the help of the Xianbei soldiers, do you have a army that can fight with one soldier? Without the majesty of the Xianbei tribe, you have no place to praise? What else can you do except hide behind the Xianbei men?"

Lu Yao raised his voice and shouted angrily: "Good men fight on the battlefield, and they all rely on their destiny. I, Lu Daoming, have experienced hundreds of battles, and are they soldiers in front of me, personally posing for the Fengdi. Why? Wang Jun, Wang Peng Zu, Wang, you, the dignified General of the Cavalry, Youzhou, are you like a woman, dare to hide in a safe corner, and don't even have the courage to talk to me in person?"

As Lu Yao scolded, the Dai County Army cheered loudly, like thunder. However, the soldiers from Youzhou Army did not know what to react.

Most Hu's nature is simple after all, and there are no twists and turns in their minds. To ordinary Xianbei soldiers, this enemy general seems to have raised us Xianbei people very high in words, such as "brave and good at fighting" and "brave and fearless"... that is praising us? I didn't expect that even the people in the Central Plains knew about the reputation of my Duan Xianbei? It's very good, very proud.

As for the words he said to scold the governor Wang... it seems... Over the years, the people who have been fighting for the governor Wang in the east and west have always been our Xianbei people? It seems that those words... are correct?

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Duan Mobo shouted with hatred. He turned around and bowed to Wang Jun, "This disciple named Lu is really abominable. General, please send the general, the elite cavalry, to take his dog's life immediately!"

Duan Mobo's bent waist was unable to lift it up because Wang Jun had no words.

The general of the cavalry had a blue face, his forehead was bulging, and even his hands holding the reins were shaking slightly. The entourage guards who were closer to him could even hear the sound of his princess' teeth. Obviously, he was already furious and was suppressing himself with his extraordinary concentration.
Chapter completed!