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Zhu Jiafuta and his two sons received Pan Feng's orders, and their faces showed no expression at all. When the Legacy herald left, his youngest son Ge Li immediately said angrily: "I knew it, they would definitely let us charge into the fray, while they picked up whatever was already in store beside us."

The eldest son, Gu Lu, looked around and shook his head helplessly: "There is no use in saying anything now. There are Chinese Army on both sides and they have already dismounted to rest, waiting to see us charge forward. If we step back, they'll really kill us. "

"There's nothing to say. Fortunately, there are only more than a thousand fresh inferior s and as long as we are a ten thousand people, they will not be able to escape." Zhu Jiafuta waved his hands, stopping the brothers from complaining. "Send the order immediately, there are only a thousand over fresh inferior in front of us. If we kill one of them, we will be rewarded with one hundred kilograms of food."

As he often fought with Gaoguellian,, ordinary helper also had some battle experience. When the male heard that there were only a little more than a thousand fresh inferior s and killing one of them also had fifty kilograms of food, their mood immediately rose as though they were waiting to go hunting.

It didn't take long for the figure of the fresh inferior to appear on the horizon. The horse's hooves kicked up a cloud of dust that covered half of the sky. At this time, the sun had just risen and under the bright sunlight, countless scimitar glittered and it stung helper's eyes.

"Father, exactly how many fresh inferior s are there?" Looking at the dust that filled the sky, Gu Lu could not help but feel some fear.

"Only a thousand people." After all, Fu Ta was very experienced, he could immediately tell that there were not many fresh inferior s, it was just that the dust he had accumulated was scary. He turned around and ordered coldly: "Ge Li, lead the charge with four thousand men. Gu Lu, lead the charge with four thousand men.

"Yes sir!" Gu Lu and Ge Li answered together and immediately gathered their men.

Ge Li suddenly jumped on his horse, the long knife in his hands pointed forward, and shouted: "Warriors of the Fuyu Kingdom, is in front of us, kill us all!"

"Kill …" More than four thousand helper jumped onto their horses and shouted loudly. Waving the long knife in their hands, over four thousand sharp scimitar faced the morning sun, reflecting the dazzling cold glare. An endless amount of killing intent spread out on the prairie, rushing towards the incoming fresh inferior.

The thunderous sound of the hooves shook the entire ground, helper's heart also shook along with it. The astonishing aura formed by the four thousand odd war horses was not inferior to the pressure of Mt. Both sides ran faster and faster, drawing closer and closer. However, those fresh inferior s were not scared. They were already used to defeating helper because there had never been a record of losing when they fought against him.

"Rumble …"

The two streams of energy unavoidably crashed into each other ruthlessly. The killing intent that filled the sky followed the frantic roars and spread to every corner of the grassland, and at this moment, it suddenly slowed down. The berserk warhorses below them panted, and the shining scimitar imprinted the image of their opponents into its blade.

The surging torrent was instantly smashed into smithereens, only to see that in the thick smoke and dust, the horses that fell were sliding forward, the horsemen who were hit were rolling in the air, and countless blood column were shooting up, illuminating the dusky sky. He could only hear the soldiers' painful howls, and the sad cries of the war horses.

One of the helper's abdomen areas was cut open by the fresh inferior, and fresh blood instantly dyed helper's entire body red. Seeing that he was about to lose his life under the scimitar, the Duo Warrior immediately saw him rush to the ground and hug the fresh knight tightly. The two of them rolled down at the same time, and following that, the huge steel hooves of the berserk warhorse trampled over the two of them. There were a few crisp sounds of bones breaking, and the two of them no longer made a sound.

On the slope, the expressions of Pan Feng, Yu She, Kuai Liang and Kuai Yue were grave. These fresh inferior were so strong, far surpassing their imagination. More than a thousand people actually dared to rush in and kill him. Were they looking down on him, or were they unafraid of death? The soldiers she had brought along were practically mere soldiers who didn't have much experience riding on horses. If they were to face a strong enemy, would they be able to fight?

The bravery displayed by these helper s surprised them greatly. Although they had the advantage in numbers, they had lost a few hundred people in the blink of an eye. This was truly unacceptable to them, as the battle was still going on, and the number of casualties had increased along with each battle, making everyone more anxious. After all, helper had already pledged his allegiance to them.

However, they could only look on helplessly as the helper was originally a sea of people. If he were to send his men up, it would only increase the congestion on the battlefield. He would not be able to help the helper at all. Maybe, only through this bloody slaughter, would the helper become stronger and stronger.

Whether it was the Urushion s, the fresh inferior s, or the helper s, any tribe that used their cavalry to fight would always like to divide their troops into three parts, either charging up one after another or attacking from different directions, which was equivalent to a reserve team. As a surprise attack and supplement, the final deciding factor was usually the team that would be in the end.

There was no doubt that the last victor in this battle would be the helper, but it would also be a tragic victory. Until now, Pan Feng had not noticed fresh inferior's conspiracy. He could not help but think, could these thousand plus fresh inferior, be some sort of suicide?

"Kill …"

Gu Lu was leading the second group of people to a fierce battle, and Fu Ta felt that it was time for the final battle. He suddenly raised his long knife, roared towards the sky, and led the third group of helper to rush forward. The iron tide instantly spread out, pouncing towards the surviving fresh inferior.

At the same time, the fresh inferior also split into three groups and rushed up, wave after wave, rushing towards helper. When the fresh inferior who was passing through the formation met the helper who had just joined the battle, the cavalry formation was immediately broken.

Fu Ta's long knife hacked down mercilessly. A tired fresh inferior's neck was cut in half by him. A wave of blood column soared into the sky. The old man was so excited that he couldn't help but shout out loud and proudly show off his achievements to the Fuyu Knights. He felt as if he had returned to his youth, and power was pouring out of him.

Although the fresh inferior were brave, strong and good at horse fighting, they could not escape the fate of being killed in front of an enemy that was ten times stronger than them. More than ten thousand of the s had already fallen under the horses, and the casualties among them were even more severe. More than two thousand helper s were already lying in a pool of blood.

"Look …"

Before Zhu Jiafuta could catch his breath, his eldest son Gu Lu suddenly shouted. He turned his head and saw the black mass of fresh inferior rushing towards him! Furthermore, fresh inferior had already raised his scimitar high up, the war horse under him had already started to speed up, charging towards helper at full speed.

"Heavens …"

Fu Ta could not help but feel dizzy. Did the heavens want to destroy helper? At this time, it was already too late for him to turn around and flee. As long as they turned around, fresh inferior's war horses would be much faster than their supporting horses.

When Tuoba Gu arrived with more than ten thousand cavalrymen, the Ancient Crow was fighting a great battle with the helper. He scanned the battlefield and immediately determined the strength of both sides. Those Ancient Tribe members were completely wrong. The enemy was not three thousand people, but three ten thousand people s.

But he immediately saw that these helper s, who ranged from sixteen to sixty years old, were completely a mob. From the Ancient Crow battle, Tuoba Gu could determine that the helper's combat power was not on the same level as the fresh inferior's. However, they had too many people, so it seemed that the Ancient Crow Tribe would not have any survivors.

As for the two groups of cavalrymen in the distance, although they wore armor, they all sat on the ground to rest. Obviously, after a long journey, their stamina was insufficient. However, he could tell at a glance that although the soldiers were sloppy, they were trained cavalry.

"Leader, those armored cavalrymen should be the Han Army." A soldier beside Tuoba Gu ran forward and warned him in a low voice: "Those Han Chinese are always so sinister and cunning, we better be careful to avoid falling into their trap."

"Mm …" Tuoba Gu frowned and thought for a while. Then he shook his head: "Within a three hundred mile radius, all the fresh inferior s that we grazed are here. If there were that many Han troops, we would have known about it long ago. I am sure these Chinese troops have just arrived after a long journey, and they must be very tired by now. "

Once again, he looked at the Chinese cavalry in the distance. Tuoba Gu's face revealed a sinister smile: The Chinese originally do not have any riders. While they were still unsettled, today was the day to destroy them. Pass my order, first tier, spread out in formation, attack! "

Tuoba Gu roared, the scimitar inside the object moved forward, and the more than three thousand fresh inferior immediately rushed out. The charge of the fresh inferior's cavalry was not as people imagined, but according to the situation of the enemies, they formed different charging formations.

For example, in the case of helper, which had a relatively large number of people and low fighting strength, the fresh inferior's cavalry soldiers were separated from each other and intentionally let the large amount of supporting cavalry soldiers pass through the front rows of the fresh horse, while the fresh horse in the back rows took care of them. It was because the Cavalry was spread out widely that caused the aura of a great army to overwhelm the enemy mentally.

"Kill …"

Thousands of fresh inferior s roared, and the scimitar in their hands extended as far as they could. The sharp blade sliced through the air, the air shrieked, and in that moment, even the sun hid behind the clouds, unable to bear to see the impending massacre.

"Aooo …"

Fanta screamed at the sky, her heart bursting with grief. He knew better than anyone that a weak clan like theirs would always be cautious and try their best to protect themselves. They simply couldn't stand up to such heavy casualties. In today's battle, there were nine out of ten deaths. The lighter ones would not be able to recover after ten years, and the heavier ones would have their entire clan exterminated.

Could it be that the helper died just like that? He really couldn't accept it, he really shouldn't have listened to the nonsense of those Chinese, and supported the Ninth Prince as a king! These Chinese did not treat the helper as one of their own, and had placed them in such a dangerous situation. Even if it were to be given to the fresh inferior's slaves, at the very least, they could guarantee that the helper would still be able to last until the end of his life. However, at this moment, it was already too late.