Country and Beauty

The Huns was fierce, not only was he cruel to his enemies, he was also cruel to himself. In the choice of life or death, how many people would be willing to die in exchange for someone else living on their own? Another wave of dozens of horses came together. One by one, the Huns pulled out their sabers and fiercely whipped the horses' buttocks. Suddenly, fresh blood dripped from the horses' bodies. Waves of mournful cries came from the horses' hooves. The horses were in pain, and they started to gallop even more crazily. The warhorse charged into the wall of fire, and due to its inertia, crashed into the wall of fire. The burning logs flew about, and the fire weakened again.

Everyone was picking up firewood, and the impact of a single burning tree on the Huns was nothing to worry about. Of course, the Huns who had charged into the fire had no chance of surviving. Xie Fei was dumbstruck by such a tragic scene, and only regained his senses after a long while. The surrounding Qu Yang soldiers were also deeply shocked by this scene, this caused them to feel a little lingering fear.

The bad weather had always brought about endless disasters for the Huns, especially drought and snow. It had caused the most harm to the cattle and sheep grazing in the Huns, so when their survival was under serious threat, they would choose to head south. The Han nationality that had settled down near the Shadow Mountain was gentle, humble and weak. In front of the rude and violent Huns, they seemed weak and weak, and the Huns naturally became the nightmare that had been haunting the Han nationality for more than two thousand years.

Jia Shun killed a few Huns on the outside consecutively, and then finally led the troops into the Huns army formation. It was like a tiger had entered a flock of sheep, wantonly massacring them, sweeping through all the enemies. Those who were generals didn't just rely on their own martial prowess. There was an ancient saying, 'A thousand soldiers makes a great general easily, that's the truth.' Although Jia Shun was brave and fierce, he was only concerned with his own wanton killing, and did not care about the subordinates beside him. Jia Shun was only a martial artist, so he obviously didn't have the basic qualifications to be a general. But Xie Fei did not forget about Jia Shun, he formed a special forces for his to lead, and Jia Shun gradually matured, becoming a qualified general. After Xie Fei became the emperor, he let Jia Shun become the commander of the Imperial Guards.

Xie Fei looked at the scene and shook his head, sighing. Seeing that the death of the Huns was already decided, with no way to turn the situation around, Xie Fei led his troops to another intense battlefield.

Beigong Chun s soldiers were all heavy armored cavalry soldiers. Other than the fact that they had suffered over a hundred from the stone slabs, the damage caused by the crossbow bolts to their troops was almost negligible. This was because they were unable to penetrate the shield and armor of the West Cold Cavalry. Even in a frontal battle, the Qu Yang Army did not have any advantage. The armor of the Western Lion cavalry was too thick. Although the saber was sharp, it only left a few scratches on the armor. The javelins scratched at the armor.

However, every time the Western Lion cavalry soldiers waved the ring head knife in their hands, it would cause a ball of blood mist and many of the Qu Yang soldiers would die tragically.

The West Cold Steel Cavalry was the most aggressive cavalry unit in the time of the Three Kingdoms. They were one of the three elites of the nation. This army was led into Shu by Ma Chao, the great general. Since the army was of the West Cold, it was called the West Cold Steel Cavalry. Every army that had ever fought with them was a little afraid of this army. After the founding of Shu, it was this Western Coldsnow Army which guarded the borders of the country, preventing outsiders from invading it. Why is Ma Chao able to fight against Cao Wei's entire country? This was the power of the "West Cold Steel Cavalry".

Beigong Chun had initially been able to stop Wang Mi's huge army of a hundred thousand with his one thousand soldiers and force his back. It could be seen how shockingly powerful the Western Lion Cavalry was. Even if Wang Mi was just a bunch of useless trash, they would still need a lot of time to kill a group of hundred thousand pigs.

Even though Beigong Chun Division was facing such a predicament, the Formation was not messy at all. At this time, another piece of wood rolled down the mountain and was about to fall into the west cool heavy cavalry formation. However, the imagined scene of flesh and blood flying all over the place did not appear. Four Western Lion Cavalry soldiers stepped forward and raised their spears at the same time. The logs weighing over two hundred Jin weighed down by four iron spears. The falling momentum immediately stopped as the four Western Lion Cavalry soldiers orderly shouted, "Rise!" More than two hundred kilograms were sent flying by four people into the Qu Yang's army formation. At the same time, several miserable cries could be heard.

Although Beigong Chun did not have many casualties, the pressure on them was not small. The blazing flames around them caused their heavy armor to start burning, and many of the soldiers were also at the end of their strong crossbow s. The power of humans would always be drained quickly along with the sweat. The raging flames and the tidal wave of attacks rapidly drained the remaining strength of the Western Lion Warrior.

The more than one thousand Huns in the middle were also light cavalry, and suffered heavy casualties under the thunder-like attacks of the slashing stones, rolling wood and crossbow arrows. The two walls of fire had cut off their hope of survival. Even if the Qu Yang did not attack, if the flames did not burn them to death, they would still suffocate to death. To them, resistance was meaningless. With the terrain at a disadvantage and the fact that their weapons and equipment were inferior, the Qu Yang Army did not attack them from afar. They wanted to escape for their lives, but they had nowhere to run. They also wanted to counterattack, but they broke their wings in front of the Qu Yang Army's porcupine formation.

If nothing unexpected happened, it would just be a matter of time before they were all wiped out. At this time, the valley was filled with the strong smell of blood and the smell of barbecued meat. Death in the blazing fire was probably the best choice of all these Huns who committed all sorts of evil deeds. This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre. Killing wantonly, avenging relatives and compatriots, no longer being bullied by the Han people to stop killing.

Xie Fei came to the side of the hill that was surrounding Beigong Chun's tribe. Looking at the battle in front of him, he frowned. thought that if there was a way, then so be it. Thinking about it, Xie Fei ordered the Qu Yang soldiers that were participating in the siege to quickly retreat.

With the order of the Qu Yang, the rear guard quickly turned into the front lines, quickly blocking the retreat.

was not rich enough to ignore them, so he began to throw rocks and rolling wood from the mountain. Although there were not many rolled logs that were soaked in fire oil anymore, there were some that could not be taken off the mountain, and required an endless amount of stones to be used.

Seeing that the enemy had retreated, Beigong Chun was also at a loss. The Northern Palace observed the battlefield and immediately understood Xie Fei's intention. They were not retreating, but rather, trying to trap him alive. The heavy cavalry barreled through the plains, but they also had a fatal flaw. The strength of their men and horses was exhausted, so it would be inconvenient for them to fight for long periods of time. At this time, Beigong Chun's spear was burning hot, and his face was ashen.

Beigong Chun wanted to attack the mountain, but there were countless horses trapped in the horse pit and he had lost a lot of troops. The situation was better than the people, so Beigong Chun had to reconsider.

Beigong Chun could not bear the feeling of being roasted by the flames, he shook his numb arm helplessly, while the screams for death all around him slowly became weaker, he knew that other than his own group of over three thousand cavalrymen, the rest had all been killed.

Even if he died, there would be no regrets! But Beigong Chun's mission was not accomplished, so he did not dare to die so easily!

Beigong Chun looked towards the Black Shirt Soldier at the hillside to find Hei Shanjunshibing's general. Although Hei Shanjunshibing was dressed in black armor, the difference was obvious compared to the military uniforms that Xie Fei came from. Under the blazing flames, Xie Fei stood proudly, the mountain winds rolled up his sleeves, and the scar on Xie Fei's face became extremely dark and cold.

Beigong Chun's gaze met Xie Fei's gaze in the air, and Beigong Chun's heart suddenly palpitated, and he thought to himself: "What a strong killing intent." He felt that Xie Fei's gaze was not like a human's eyes at all, it was like a hungry wild beast, wishing that it could eat him alive.

Beigong Chun's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he was greatly shocked, under his thoughts, his gaze suddenly contracted, and he shouted loudly: "I am's Vice General, Beigong Chun, who dares to fight against me!"

They were not like the Hunters who would fly to their deaths like moths to a fire, but stopped at a place a few dozen feet away from the fire wall. More than a dozen of the Knights untied the iron chain that was placed on the back of the horses, and at the end of the chain was a five-clawed iron hook similar to the one used by the current special forces.

This chain was very famous, it could be said to be a trapped dragon, if they encountered an enemy force that was as strong as a general, they would only need to throw over ten or so trapped dragon chains, some to tie their feet, some to tie their hands, and more than ten chains would instantly weave into a huge net of death, Li Yuanba would be helpless even if he were to be reborn again. The cavalrymen threw the Dragon-Strangling Chains in their hands against the wall of fire, and with a 'pu pu' sound, the five-clawed iron hook deeply embedded itself into the burning logs. The warhorses suddenly galloped back, and in the instant the iron chain straightened, the three-meter high wall of fire suddenly collapsed. The scattered rolling logs left a three meter wide hole in the wall of fire. Compared to the Western Lion Cavalry who were fleeing for their lives, this was more than enough.

Although the oil-soaked rolling logs were still burning, the one-meter-tall flames were not much of a hindrance to the cavalry. It was not difficult for the Western Lion Cavalry soldiers to break out of the encirclement.

"Beigong Chun, Beigong Chun." Hmm, Xie Fei suddenly felt something familiar, it should be the person who left his name in the history. After thinking carefully, Xie Fei finally found out who Beigong Chun was, and according to the history records, Beigong Chun first led a thousand of his personal guards, the Western Lion Cavalry to block Wang Mi, and then defeated him. After the great defeat of Eastsea Wang Sima, both battles won fewer victories, which made them famous throughout the world, and made them one of the top powerhouses in the legends. However, for some unknown reason, they had descended into the Huns, and then raised up the anti-Huns' banner, so how could only a few of them respond, and then were killed by Jin Zhun?

Xie Fei knew Beigong Chun's capabilities, although he was also a brave warrior, he was only good at fighting, and could not do anything about the infantry, the cavalry leading them was also unwise, the cavalry leading them was not allowed to do anything, Jia Shun was loyal to Xie Fei, but he was only a martial arts leader, leading a hundred and eighty men was not a wise move, leading a large number of troops in a large scale battle.

Although generals could train as well, they couldn't mass-produce it. Talent was an extremely important thing. No matter how hard they tried, they wouldn't be able to surpass that astonishing talent. At that time from Huangpu Military Academy out of many good generals who can fight, but also out of many wineskin rice bags. Although Li Yunlong was born with a weak leg, he was still able to beat these so-called military academy elites to a run.

Although Xie Fei did not know why Beigong Chun had descended into the Huns, he still took advantage of the chaos and rebelled against the Huns. It was most likely another unscrupulous person who was playing his game. At this time, Xie Fei had a desire to tame Beigong Chun.

However, Xie Fei saw that the Western Lion cavalry soldiers were about to charge out of the encirclement, if they were to run, it would not be easy to subdue them, right? Xie Fei knew that the ancient people respected the strong. As long as you were stronger than others, others would believe in you. Sometimes, one's soft and gentle policies were not as effective as one would think them to be iron blooded.

Xie Fei no longer hesitated and immediately used his trump card.