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The speed of the warhorses was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, the two horses were about to pass by. Suddenly, the galloping warhorse was slashed, causing it to suddenly stand up straight and scream angrily towards the sky.

No matter how skilled the rider was, fresh horse was at a loss of what to do. He was already dodging to the side of the horse belly, but when he saw the horse stand up, he wanted to jump onto its back. However, the horse was in too much pain. As he turned around, the warhorse fell to the ground with him.

In an instant, several war horses galloped over them. Although the fresh horse dodged left and right, he could not escape his fate of being trampled to death. Although he managed to avoid being hacked to death, he was eventually turned into a pile of meat paste by countless iron hooves.

However, Ge Li paid a price for his vexation. Just as he was about to slash fresh inferior's horse's butt, another fresh inferior rushed forward, and when Ge Li felt that something was wrong, that fresh inferior's scimitar was already slicing towards his neck.

However, his body was too huge, and he did not have as good of a body as the fresh inferior. Even though his neck was avoided, his shoulder was cut open by the fresh inferior's scimitar.

"Aooo …"

The intense pain made Ge Li roar as he swung the long knife in his hands wildly. Just as he passed by the fresh inferior, Ge Li's long knife swung away from the fresh horse's hand. The long knife drew an arc in the air and continued cutting towards the fresh inferior's neck.

"Puff …"

A gash immediately appeared on fresh inferior's neck, causing hot blood to spurt out. fresh inferior's eyes were wide opened, as though he wanted to roar out, but only a hissing sound came out from his throat, while blood spurted out faster. The fresh inferior dismounted from his horse and quickly disappeared under the horse's hooves.

This was already the eighth, so Ge Li couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile. He held his injured shoulder and looked around. The chaotic fighting was still everywhere. No one cared about everything just now. They were all desperately trying to kill for their own lives.

"Puff …"

Ge Li's sinister smile had not disappeared when another fresh inferior rushed over. He instinctively brandished his blade to parry the attack, but discovered that his strength was already weaker than before. The sword wounds combined with his exhaustion, caused his long knife to be slower by half a beat, the fresh inferior's scimitar had pierced into his waist a moment earlier.

"Aooo …"

Ge Li screamed as he used all his strength to stab the long knife in the left side of fresh inferior's chest. As the two horses passed each other, they both fell off their horses. Ge Li only saw a huge horse stepping on top of him. His eyes darkened, this world would forever leave him.

Tuoba Gu's expression became more and more unsightly, and his thick sword-like eyebrows seemed to be scrunching together. What he never thought of was that when he saw that helper had already lost more than half of his forces, he did not retreat at all.

In the heart of the fresh inferior, they had never considered the helper as their real opponent. Victory after victory had caused every single one of the fresh inferior s to look down on him. They seemed to have an innate confidence that made them want to kill whenever they saw the helper.

However, today, the helper had paid a price for their arrogance. It was as if they were on stimulants as they madly fought with the fresh inferior. Although they did not have any proper rules, and their equipment was poor, they had exhausted the spirit of the fresh inferior with their courage.

He could not help but look at the Chinese Army in the distance. Half of the Chinese cavalry had already thrown themselves into battle, and they were even exceptionally fierce.

Since they had their own fresh inferior, the Han Chinese had always been their target. Although they did not have cavalry, they had city walls built on top of them and blocked the attacks of the fresh inferior. Furthermore, they had all kinds of foot combat weapons and arrays that could deal with cavalry. They were a nation that could defend, and did not dare to fight the fresh inferior head on.

Although Tuoba Gu knew that the Chinese had once defeated the powerful Huns with their cavalry, the fresh inferior had never fought against the Chinese. They especially, had only robbed the counties of the Liaodong, and did not meet any real opponents from the Chinese army.

"Lord Chief, I see that this Han army is very different from the other Han army. They actually dared to face off against us, the fresh horse, we should retreat." The officer beside Tuoba Gu had already noticed that something was amiss and once again suggested a retreat. "We will meet up with the other two before we destroy them."

Generally speaking, these tribes wouldn't go all out. If they lost, they would turn around and run. They believed in guerrilla warfare. If they won, they would fight. If they couldn't win, they would run. If there was a benefit, they would fight. If there was no benefit, they would run.

However, he could not run today. He had to fight to the end with the Chinese Army. Because the Chinese Army had suddenly arrived, his dozen or so tribes were still grazing in the nearby grasslands. If he ran away immediately, those Chinese Army s would definitely wipe out his entire tribe, just like they did with the ancient tribe.

In the fresh inferior's eyes, women and sheep were their most important possessions. Many of their tribal wars were fought for women and sheep. For the sake of women and sheep, they could either fight for their lives or surrender, but they wouldn't run away.

Tuoba Gu shook his head, and said coldly: "Retreat? Where do we retreat to? Even if we retreat to Changling, or perhaps Chicken Gongshan, what about our women? I am looking forward to fighting the Chinese cavalry head on! "

Looking at the far away Han Army, Tuoba Gu's eyes flashed with boundless fury. He slowly took out his scimitar and raised it high up. He shouted to all the warriors in fresh horse, "Warriors of the fresh inferior, kill for our women and sheep …"

"The fresh inferior has finally been bet!" Seeing Tuoba Gu bringing the third group of fresh horse to the front, Kuai Liang laughed soundlessly and heaved a sigh of relief. He had been worried that if Tuoba Gu ran off with fresh inferior, they would only be able to watch on helplessly.

"fresh inferior is only so-so!" Kuai Yue shook his head, revealing a look of disdain. At this moment, Kuai Yue scoffed in his heart at the rumors of how strong the Hu people were. Today, he had personally seen fresh inferior, who was stronger than the Urushion, but in front of Yu She and the rest, the fresh inferior did not even have the strength to fight back.

"Don't underestimate your opponent." Kuai Liang looked at Kuai Yue and said solemnly. No matter what, fresh inferior's combat power was still very strong, and the casualties were clear on this point. Besides, how many warriors like Pan Feng and Yu She exist in this world?

In truth, there were a lot of warriors like Pan Feng and Yu She in Han nationality, it was just that the big sized man's nobles were busy with civil wars, most of them were killed in it. They were not allowed to display their prowess in the desert and build a great cause for the country.

"Advisors, it's time to attack." Pan Feng could not wait any longer, so she said to Kuai Liang and Kuai Yue. Seeing Yu She attacking from all directions, Pan Feng's heart started to feel itchy. If it wasn't for Kuai Liang and Kuai Yue stopping him, he probably would have already killed his way into the enemy's formation.

"Wait a little longer, the third group of fresh inferior have just entered the battle. Let's let the helper exhaust their spirit and let Yu She and the others teach them a lesson, then we can eliminate them in one go." Kuai Liang paused for a moment, his expression turning heavy: "Master Pan Feng, today, we are going to fight against the fresh inferior head on, and we are going to let all the fresh inferior remember, that the burly officer is invincible."

In the vast wilderness, tens of thousands of cavalrymen were engaged in a chaotic battle. The howls of the war horses and the painful howls of the knights interweaved into a melody of blood. As smoke and dust filled the air, it began to spread unceasingly. At some point, a flock of crows had begun to hover in the sky, letting out ear-piercing cries.

"Kill …" Tuoba Gu glared angrily as he screamed with all his might, in hopes of stimulating the fighting spirit of the fresh inferior, his mournful howls seemed to sound a little sad. He waved the scimitar in his hand forcefully, the bright blade in his hand striking the sky as he slashed at helper.

They knew better than anyone that the people behind them were women and sheep. Over four thousand fresh horse s raised their sharp scimitar and urged their horses to charge forward, howling as they charged into the supporting battle array. Intense sounds of killing rose up in the sky in an instant.

helper who just passed through the array did not even have to take a deep breath before they started to fight with the fresh inferior again. Especially for Gu Lu, killing two in a row was already extremely difficult, but unexpectedly, the fresh inferior had appeared in front of him again, so fast that he did not even have the strength to hold his blade, but in order to survive, he had no choice but to go forward and face it.

"Kill …" He almost used all of his strength to slash towards the fresh inferior. But when the fresh inferior tried to block with all his might, his long knife fell off, followed by a flash of blade light, he felt like he was flying. When he turned his head, he saw a stream of blood shooting out from his neck, causing his eyes to turn red.

"Warriors, kill …" When Pan Feng finally got to attack, he pointed the long knife in her hand towards the sky and let out an earth-shaking roar, as if there was a clap of thunder in the world, and the clouds in the sky also shook a few times.

"Kill …" Over ten thousand long knife pointed at the sky, and the sharp blade edge instantly lit up the dark sky. Over ten thousand cavalrymen raised their heads and shouted, and their majestic roars resounded through the clouds. Over ten thousand horses galloped forward, like a torrential storm, they swept towards fresh inferior.

Pan Feng acted like there was no one around, the double knife in his hand cut towards the fresh horse like it was cutting a watermelon. The fresh inferior s did not even have the ability to resist, they did not even have the time to retaliate when in Pan Feng's hands.

Those fresh inferior who passed through the formation, went through the battles of the supporting cavalry and Yu She cavalry, to be lucky and survive was already very difficult, their stamina was already exhausted. However, they immediately met Pan Feng who was even more ferocious than them. Pan Feng, who had just joined the battle, was brimming with energy as she swept away the entire fresh inferior like a gust of wind.

The exhausted fresh horse fell down in batches, one after another. In an instant, endless wails and wails sounded out from the grasslands, and the overweeningly powerful fresh inferior, with his advanced steel blade, solid armor, and high morale, weakly retaliated against the tall and sturdy cavalry.