"Start, launch at will..." Murong Weng roared loudly while shooting back.

The archer on the left immediately pointed at the iron cavalry army that rushed out of the darkness and fired a head-on blow. The long arrow roared, screaming like a ghost howling, and rushed towards the crazy Han soldiers with their teeth and claws.

Murong Ji was anxious and ordered the trumpeter loudly and blew the trumpet horn to retreat.

"Order all siege soldiers to retreat immediately."

"Notify Xiong Ba, stop siege immediately, and arrive near the south city gate as fast as possible to cover our army's retreat."

"Order the right wing reserve troops to move closer to the central army, gather dense defensive formations, and delay the enemy's attack speed."

The dense rain of arrows shot into the cavalry army like lightning. Immediately, soldiers were marching at high speed, either by arrows and falling off horses, or by people on horseback. The Han soldiers ignored them completely and still rode their horses wildly.

The shield soldiers standing in the front row were stunned by the fierce aura of the Han cavalry. They subconsciously retreated repeatedly, as if this could prevent them from being hit by the enemy's cavalry. After shooting two arrows, the archers were already close to the Han soldiers. Their defense was the worst. When they were unstoppable, they turned around and began to flee to the rear of the army.

With the help of the huge impact of the running war horse, Li Hong's spear first killed a shield soldier. The shield soldier screamed and flew in the air, falling heavily into the archers' team.

The two armies collided and made a huge and dull roar. The sound resounded throughout the battlefield and hit the hearts of Xianbei soldiers heavily, terrifying and frightened.

"Kill..." the Han soldiers shouted, waving their swords fiercely. The war horses under them were roaring and roaring, wantonly hitting all enemies that blocked their progress. The Xianbei soldiers were like small boats in the stormy waves, and like fallen leaves in the wind, helpless and weak. They were cruelly ravaged, trampled, hit, and killed by this huge force that suddenly descended from the darkness. They had no power to fight back at all.

The escape of the archers exacerbated the fear of the Xianbei army and also accelerated their deaths.

Li Hong took the lead, with a steel gun in his hand picking a pier on his left, and there was no possibility of escaping. The spear in Zheng Xin's hand was like a poisonous snake swallowing Xin, devouring the enemy's life unscrupulously. Tian Chong drew his bow from left to right, and the long arrow roared sharply, and every arrow was hit. Lei Zi's sword was like a spiral millstone, and those who hit it would die. The soldiers in Scoutun and the Guardun fought bravely and shouted fiercely.

Liu Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

When the rapid and low horn sounded suddenly in the darkness, Liu Yu's heart, which had almost stopped beating in despair, beat violently again. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the battlefield in the west with roaring thunder.

Under the illumination of dozens of huge bonfires, the entire battlefield was fully visible.

He saw that the formation of the Xianbei army under the city was adjusting rapidly, and the soldiers seemed very panicked and nervous. The Xianbei soldiers on the west city wall had completely gained their advantage, suddenly retreated rapidly along the ladder like a tide. The siege of the East City Wall ended almost immediately with the sound of the retreat horn. Only the battle under the city gate tower continued. However, the archers in Yuwendong had already withdrawn first, occupying a favorable position under the city, and were preparing to cover the soldiers in the city to withdraw.

On the entire battlefield, the sound of trumpets of emergency retreat came one after another, completely covering up the fighting on the battlefield. The sudden tension almost solidified the bloody battlefield for a moment.

He heard a huge impact sound, like a hammer smashing a war drum, low and powerful but implicitly destructive. Then he saw the enemy's left wing begin to ripples like water in a pond, then the ripples turn into waves, the waves tremble, and then the entire enemy's left wing troops began to shake.

Liu Yu couldn't control his ecstasy and shouted loudly: "Beat the drum, beat the drum..."

The remaining soldiers and people on the city tower were not immersed in the bloody and cruel battles for a while, and they had no time to believe that the vicious enemy would suddenly retreat.

The thunder-like war drums rang out loud.

This is the drum sound of victory, the drum sound of defeating the enemy. The soldiers and the people in the city woke up from the blood. They finally waited for reinforcements, and at the moment when they were about to collapse, they waited for reinforcements.

The sound of war drums and cheers echoed throughout Yuyang City in an instant.

Jade, Yan Wuwei's Zuo Qu Six Hundred Cavalry followed the front troops led by Li Hong, rushed into the battlefield and quickly expanded the impact of intercepting the enemy's bow and arrow soldiers. The Xianbei soldiers fled quickly while launching fierce blocking. They were good at riding and shooting, and although they had no war horses, their individual combat capabilities were still very outstanding. Their accurate shooting skills and the combined attack skills of small troops caused considerable casualties to the Han soldiers.

Yan Rou led 600 cavalry into the middle of the left wing of the Xianbei army.

Yan Rou rode a fiery red war horse and a blood-red war robe. Under the reflection of the fire, she flew on the battlefield like a burning fire. His big sword was wide and heavy, and extremely sharp. When he swung, he could only see the light of the sword flashing, the head flew, and blood was everywhere. The Xianbei people's new forces were hit by the Han army head-on, with heavy casualties. But their fierce nature was not scared by the blood in front of him. After the initial panic, they began to fight back. Their swords and axes slashed at the war horses and soldiers of the Han army's iron cavalry like rain. The enemy went crazy.

On the left, Xianyu Fu's six hundred cavalry, in the middle, Zhao Wen, Wu Zhao's six hundred cavalry, and on the right, the three men and horses roared like thunder, and rushed to the battlefield almost at the same time. The joining of the main iron cavalry was like a fatal blow on a dying enemy.

The left wing of the Xianbei army collapsed instantly.

The enemy's bow and archery troops were defeated very quickly, and Li Hong and the cavalry had no resistance. They killed the sky and tried their best to drive the horses to chase and chop and kill them wantonly.

Yan Rou's troops were violently blocked by the enemy. The Xianbei people's siege reserve team was full of energy. Their fighting style with their lives made the Han cavalry gradually slow down. Speed ​​was the soul of the cavalry. Without speed, the cavalry could only be beaten on the battlefield. At this moment, Zhao Wen's follow-up troops came in. In an instant, the Han army was like a flood that broke the dike, no longer bound, and poured down with a destruction. The blocking enemy soldiers were immediately swept away by the rushing iron cavalry, and in a blink of an eye, they were flooded by the torrent.

When the horn of retreat sounded, the Xianbei soldiers who had retreated from the siege battlefield in the early stage dragged their exhausted bodies to the right wing of the army as quickly as possible. They hoped to win the time and opportunity for safe withdrawal with the help of the right wing troops. However, it was too late. The bearded iron cavalry swept over like a strong wind. Faced with the enemy who had no ability to resist and were only yelling to escape desperately, they launched a ruthless bloody massacre.

The soldiers of the harem tribe under the city tower were depressed. After experiencing a fierce battle and paying a heavy price, they failed when they were about to occupy the city gate. They had to obey the order to retreat.

On the battlefield below the city gate, there were only a dozen Han soldiers left shouting, and the people with great morale were inspired by the rumbling sound of war drums on the city tower, and launched a fierce attack on the enemy who was fighting stubbornly. They broke through the obstacles of the enemy's defense, and a few people, or even a dozen people, besieged a Xianbei soldier. The Xianbei soldiers had completely lost their fighting spirit. They looked at the rushing crowd in horror and fled in panic. The crowd passed through the burning city gate hole and rushed out of the city.

They stopped and saw an exciting scene. They cried like rain and cried with joy.

Li Hong's troops were all deployed. Under the command of the loud and loud horns, the soldiers were as strong as rainbows, roaring and roaring, like a round sword, roaring and slashing down with a thunderous force. The Xianbei army, who was caught in the sword, howled and cried, their livers and courage were broken, and they were running wildly, and there was no power to fight.

Murong Ji looked helplessly at the soldiers who were retreating from the city wall, and felt as if a piece of meat was cut off, and he was in great pain. They had no time to retreat safely to the battalion. The defensive formation of the army had been broken, and the entire army was in a state of defeat. The enemy reinforcements fell from the sky like ghosts, their cavalry had swarmed in, and all lives on the battlefield would be swept and swallowed by them. The defeat was already done and there was no possibility of salvation.

Murong Feng thought of Xiong Ba. As long as Xiong Ba leaves the battlefield in Dongcheng as soon as possible to rescue, the troops will be able to escape from danger and minimize the losses.

At this moment, he suddenly understood Xiong Ba's mood for defeat in Lu Longsai that day. Victory was just around the corner, but it was like the moon in the water and flowers in the mirror, empty and ethereal, out of reach.

Murong Gu rushed over and shouted: "Let's go quickly, it's too late."

Murong Ji glared at him angrily and shouted loudly: "There are still thousands of soldiers retreating on and under the city walls, how can we leave without hesitation?"

"We are about to lose all the archers. Without their cover, our retreat will be very dangerous and will be very likely to be attacked by the enemy. At that time, you can't even leave. Quickly order the right-wing troops to leave the battlefield and retreat quickly." Murong Gu saw that Murong Ji was a little angry and his command was inappropriate, so he quickly reminded him.

Murong Ji was shocked when he heard this and suddenly burst into cold sweat. He saw the battle flags of the Coyote Tribe and the Sky Blue Tribe slowly moving towards the Central Army, and immediately felt that he had made a wrong judgment on the situation on the entire battlefield.

Now that the enemy's reinforcements have all been deployed, you can clearly see that the enemy's main attack direction is his own bow and archery troops and siege reserve troops. On the contrary, the rear army with the weakest strength has not been put into the main force, and it is the best direction for him to retreat. The enemy's reinforcements start attacking from their flanks, and they charge in a straight line in the east and west directions, and there is no way to suddenly turn to attack in the north and south directions. However, the direction of his withdrawal is in the north and south directions. As long as he moves fast enough, he can avoid the enemy's thunder strike and withdraw as many people as possible.

For a moment, the horn for ordering the right wing troops and the rear army to retreat rang throughout the battlefield.

Wumeng and Weiran led their troops to disappear quickly into the darkness at an incredible speed. The Xianbei soldiers of the rear army split into pieces under the pursuit of the iron cavalry led by Hu Zi, and each scattered birds and beasts. Instead, the Han soldiers arranged in dense charge formations were at a loss. They didn't know whether to spread the queue and chase it at will or to keep the queue moving forward quickly. Hu Zi chose the latter. It was wrong to lose the speed of the iron cavalry in order to kill the enemy soldiers.

Li Hong heard the enemy's horn and immediately shouted loudly: "Accelerate, accelerate with all your strength..."

The thunderous sound of trumpets was like thunder on the battlefield where horses hooves roared, and suddenly exploded in the dark night sky, shaking every soldier on the battlefield.

"kill……"

Accompanied by the roar and roar of the earth and the mountains, the soldiers' most primitive killing heart was finally ignited. They drove down their war horses frantically and killed the enemy with even more fearless courage.

Yan Rou's troops encountered huge resistance again. Murong Ji's main force, under the command of Xiaoshuai Murong Lin, vowed to block the enemy to the death.

In front of it is the central army of the Xianbei army. The huge golden eagle battle flag fluttered high in the night sky. It seemed to tell all the soldiers who were fighting bloody that the flag had not fallen, the battle situation was still persistent, and the commander was still commanding.

Murong Ing looked at the Han army getting closer and closer, suddenly saw a huge red battle flag. There was a black panther with teeth and claws in the middle of the battle flag, and the two words "Storm and Cloud" with big battles on both sides.

He shouted nervously: "Leopard, it is Leopard's army. Retreat, retreat quickly."

Murong Ji was immediately surrounded by the guards and hurriedly fled with Murong Gu.

Yan Rou's big sword hit Murong Lin's mace hard. Murong Lin shouted bitterly, his mouth was broken, and the mace flew out of his hand. Before he could stand firm, a spear had pierced him and was thrown far behind the Han army's iron cavalry army. Then he was trampled into meat paste by countless horse hooves.

"Cut it down..." Yan Rou roared, waved his big knife, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Cut down the enemy's battle flag, chop down..."

A soldier rose up and stabbed the horse's back hip with a knife. The horse was in pain, and he jumped high with a long neighing, and hit the Xianbei people's flag. The enemies guarding the battle flag were not afraid of life and death, and each raised their weapons, aiming at the war horses and knights in the air at almost the same time.

With a loud "boom", the flagpole was hit hard by the body of the war horse flying across the sky, and it was immediately broken in half. The huge golden eagle battle flag fell to the ground immediately with half of the flagpole.

More than a dozen swords were inserted into the huge body of the war horse. Before it died, it violently hit and killed several enemy soldiers with inertia. The knight on the horse was hit by several long arrows and had already fallen to pieces.

The Xianbei soldiers suddenly lost the last support in their hearts, and their tenacious fighting will finally collapsed with the chaotic and indescribable horn sound.

The battlefield suddenly seemed to stop, and then a terrifying roar echoed throughout the night, and the Xianbei soldiers began a desperate and chaotic escape.

Almost all the war drums in the entire Yuyang City were beating, with huge sounds shocking the earth, and the horses galloping on the battlefield, and the sound of killing was shocking the sky.

Dawn suddenly opened the dark side.

The Xianbei soldiers were panicked and fled on the plains without any life, for several miles.

With the help of the soldiers, Murong Feng finally robbed a group of war horses and wanted to escape. Xian Yufu and his iron cavalry blew like a whirlwind, hitting and slashing, and more than a dozen enemies were immediately reimbursed. Xian Yufu's iron halberd mercilessly plucked the sword that Murong Feng slashed and stabbed into his chest. Murong Feng howled, and was lifted high by Xian Yufu's long halberd. A cavalry pegasus passed by, the sword flew up, and chopped off his head with one blow.

Yuwendong was tied up on a horse and rushed eastward with his subordinates. Hu Zi and his soldiers chased after him, and shot arrows and killed several Yuwendong guards in succession. Hu Zi used all his strength to wave the big knife, which roared down in the desperate roar of Yuwendong, and killed them with people and horses.

In the cold and solemn dawn, Li Hong's cavalry killed all over the battlefield. They chased them like wild horses like wild horses that broke away from their reins.

On the plain outside Yuyang City, the Han Iron Cavalry, led by the blood-red wind and cloud battle flag, rolled over the sky and swept towards the desperate enemy like a storm.

Suddenly, a long and desolate oxen horn sounded on the left side of the Han army.
Chapter completed!