Liang Xiao felt very clear-headed. In this case, he had no better choice, he had to fight to the death and seek victory in a narrow way.

But although the big master's order is almost crazy, he is immersed in ecstasy and uneasy.

The old king died in battle, the new king disappeared, and the Hunxie King's troops were in a mess. Everyone wanted to be the king, and no one had absolute strength. Intrigue was inevitable. Although the tune was just a big player and did not dare to hope to be the king, they still had the idea of ​​taking this opportunity to improve their strength.

Suddenly, Liang Xiao, the culprit who caused chaos in the Hunxie King tribe, appeared in front of him. A big pie fell from the sky and hit him on his head, making him dizzy and so happy that he couldn't find North.

If Liang Xiao was killed or even captured alive, what would it be like? Even if it was not enough to be king, it would be impossible to escape by making great contributions.

However, facing such a legendary opponent, how many chances of success he has are also a question that must be considered. Liang Xiao shot and killed Gulu Fox, Hunxie Old Wang, and killed Wu Dan's archers, and defeated the many with fewer times, which is definitely not an ordinary person. He is an eagle soaring in the sky. If the falcon fails and is pecked by the eagle, it will be a big loss.

Although the Tuo carefully analyzed the strength of both sides, he felt that he had a great chance. Liang Xiao only had four or five hundred people, and he had nearly a thousand people, more than twice as much. He could also ask for support when necessary. Liang Xiao ran long distances, went deep into the army alone, and had no supplies, but he was in his own ranch with plenty of food.

The only trouble was that Liang Xiao fled to the hillside, occupying favorable terrain, which was not conducive to the cavalry charge. If he wanted to attack, he could only dismount and fight in the field, which was not good at the Huns, and he would have to pay more casualties to succeed.

If you don't attack in time, Liang Xiao will probably slip away from his eyes. After climbing over this mountain, although it is still in the pasture of the Hunxie King Tribe, it has nothing to do with him and can only give others a discount.

"Hey, are you scared?" Seeing that Tiao was hesitant, Tu Niuer shouted loudly: "You know the truth and get out of here. Just because of your few people, you are not our opponents at all, don't lose your life in vain."

Although Tsai was furious, he yelled at the whip with one blow. "Kill him and snatch him up."

Several knights kicked the horses, rushed out of the queue, and ran towards Tuniuer. An archer raised his bow and shot. Tuniuer was prepared for a long time, and he avoided it. He held a short knife in his left hand. He pulled out his Wuz sword with his right hand, and advanced instead of retreating. He went up and waved the knife and slashed it.

The knight on the horse waved his sword and leaned over and chopped it down. The sword slashed at the shoulders of Tu Niuer with the sound of wind.

Tu Niuer was one step faster than him. The sharp Wuz sword slashed over his head and right shoulder. Before the blood was spurted out, Tu Niuer passed by him, holding the short knife in his left hand and slashed over the thigh of the rider who was following him. The rider shot an arrow in the air and was about to shoot again, but suddenly felt his thighs cold and could no longer hold the horse's back. He exclaimed and fell down.

Blood splattered, and the cavalry found in horror that only half of his left leg was left. Blood gushed out of the wound, and his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but scream. Seeing this, the two knights behind were shocked and quickly stopped the war horse and made a defensive posture. Tu Niuer ignored them and turned around and rushed towards the other knight who had already rushed over.

Another sword was like lightning, and a deep bone-sensing hole was split on the back of the knight on the horse. A fountain of blood surged. He screamed, turned around and waved his sword, and slashed at Tu Niuer. Unfortunately, before he could twist his body, Tu Niuer had already surpassed him, rushed to the hillside, and returned to the infantry formation.

In a moment, two injured Hun knights fell to the ground. Although they gritted their teeth and refused to let themselves scream, their faces turned pale and their eyes were inexhaustible.

The other Huns were also inexplicably shocked, and the arrogance in their eyes dissipated, and replaced it with a strong awe. The Huns were afraid of the strong. They had only heard that Liang Xiao was very strong before, but they had never seen it with their own eyes. Now, they had a personal experience. A guard around Liang Xiao had such strength, which shows how strong Liang Xiao himself was.

Ting Xian's cheeks twitched. If he had a little doubt just now, now he dared to be 100% sure that the person on the hillside was Liang Xiao. But the cruel reality was also in front of him. Faced with such a strong opponent, could he really seize this rare opportunity?

Should we stay away from him and save our lives?

At that moment, although the tune was hand-held, the order to retreat also came to the lips. The Huns value real profit and neglect fame. Winning and losing are not important to them, and it is not worthy of life to exchange. If you can beat it, you will fight it, and if you can't beat it, you will run away. This is the natural and righteous rule of conduct for the people of the grassland, and no one will say anything.

Although hesitated, hesitated that he should give up this opportunity. After all, seizing Liang Xiao will bring him generous rewards.

Just when the tune was hesitant, someone came to report it. They checked the battlefield just now and found that Liang Xiao's subordinates were either young men who had just grown up or older men. The youngest was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a faint layer of hair just around their lips, and the largest hair was already gray, but there was not a single one in their thirties or forties.

Although I couldn't believe it, I asked someone to carry all the more than 100 corpses over and check them in person. Most of the more than 100 corpses were Puli people with only leather armor. The remaining people looked different from Puli people and the Huns, and their equipment was obviously different, especially those older soldiers. Their armor imitated human muscles and looked very strange in the eyes of the Huns.

Liang Xiao's subordinates were all old men and young men. Although Ting raised his head and looked up the hillside, he saw the group of veterans in the array, who were also wearing weird iron armor and had a very high recognition. However, the teenagers wearing Han-style armor disappeared and did not know where they went.

Although the ambition that had just been extinguished was revived, he thought about it and decided to test Liang Xiao's reality.

The sound of trumpets sounded, and two hundred Hun knights dismounted and lined up. They were divided into four rows, two rows of shield hands, and two rows of archers, arranged in a row, covering each other. They came to the hillside, climbed up carefully, and approached step by step. Another hundred knights dismounted, picked up swords and shields, preparing to attack. In order to strengthen their protection, they took off their armor from the Greek infantry and cavalry who died in battle and put them on themselves.

Seeing that the sacrificed comrades were humiliated by the Huns, the Greek veterans' eyes turned red. They tightened their teeth, held the shields and spears in their hands, and wanted to rush down the mountain to fight to the death with the Huns and take back the body of their comrades.

Liang Xiao felt the emotions of the Greek veterans, hurriedly walked into their formation and said loudly in Greek: "Do you want to take revenge?"

"think!"

"We must not let them insult our brothers."

"Kill them, no one will be left."

The veterans shouted in a verbal voice, with anger burning in their eyes. Liang Xiao saw it, but was a little worried. The two armies were most afraid of this emotion when they faced each other. If they were used well, they could improve their combat effectiveness, but if they could not control it, they would be distracted. Once the infantry lost the cover of the formation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Veterans, haven't you always said that I won't give you a chance to fight? Now the opportunity is here. Show your courage and combat literacy, let them see the power of the Macedonian phalanx, and let them see what an invincible killing machine is."

Liang Xiao paused and shouted loudly: "Can you do it?"

"Yes!" The veterans roared with the shield and spear in their hands and roared in unison.

"Set the formation!" Liang Xiao shouted sternly: "Let me see if you are veterans of hundreds of wars or mobs."

"Here!" The Greek veterans responded with a louder roar. They clasped their weapons, looked at their companions from the corner of their eyes, and adjusted their positions, just like when they heard the orders of battle when they were young, adjusting their formation.

Liang Xiao ignored the danger and walked to the veterans, with his back facing the Huns, and his majestic gaze swept across the veterans' faces one by one. He said word by word: "From now on, you are no longer a single person. You are part of this formation. You must obey orders, live and die, advance and retreat together. Those who are in chaos..."

The veterans looked at Liang Xiao and straightened their chests, as if they were accepting Liang Xiao's review. What Liang Xiao said was their pre-war oath. Hearing this familiar order, they subconsciously roared in unison.

"cut!"

"Those who are good at it..."

"cut!"

"Those who are good at retreating..."

"cut!"

Every time Liang Xiao announced a military order, the veterans responded loudly. After the announcement of several simple military orders, the veterans were full of fighting spirit and their eyes were lit. They looked at Liang Xiao as if they were looking at the legendary Alexander, with an excited expression and a hot look.

At this time, the Huns had already walked on the hillside, less than fifty steps away from Liang Xiao's back. Tu Niuer and Pang Shuo stood with a knife, and Alpha and the other four stood behind them and stood in front of Liang Xiao. Liang Xiao turned around, raised the bow in his hand, and shook it gently.

"war!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The veterans stamped their feet and shouted. Not only did they shout, but even the Greek teenagers were a little excited when they saw it and couldn't help but roar.

Puli people looked at each other and their hearts were shaken.

The Huns at the foot of the mountain looked even more hesitant. The Hun archers who had already walked up the hillside were even weaker, hesitating whether they should give up this irrational behavior. The two centurions looked at each other and looked down at the foot of the mountain, hoping that although the order could be cancelled.

They had a feeling that these gray-bearded veterans were not easy to mess with.

Although he was a little uneasy, he had to retreat without fighting. Even if he was not afraid of others' jokes, he could not forgive himself. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, raised his hand, and issued an order to attack.

One hundred Huns held swords and shields, roared up the hillside, and rushed towards the battle formation of the veterans.

After Liang Xiao retreated back to the formation, he stood on one side of the hillside, raised the bow in his hand, and shot out a whistle.

Mingdi, with a sharp roar, shot through the shield in the hands of the Huns with an arrow, hitting the Huns' throat.

Blood bursts and the battle begins.

-(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!