Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"First, you lead three thousand flying bears to clear out the Huns around Mayi City."

Lu Bu had already been filled with murderous intent. He clenched his fists, received the general's order, turned the red rabbit around and left.

"The remaining people, follow me to attack the Huns' tent!!"

With the overlord's gun swiping left and right, Zhang Wu took the lead in charging forward, throwing the army some distance away.

After Zhang Wu's many calculations, the distance between fifty and eighty meters away from the army was the most reasonable.

This distance is not only visible to the soldiers behind him. Go to his direction and charge with him.

You can rush into the enemy formation and kill the enemy wantonly. At this distance, the broken army can be triggered!

Three or two cavalrymen follow with their spears drawn, and then four or five cavalrymen come out of the formation and make an appointment at the back. Position, the more cavalry people are lined up.

The front is narrow and the back is wide, like a spread awl.

Cone formation.

This is the cavalry charge formation that Feixiong is best at.

No complicated changes, no redundant Communicate.

As long as the cone head is brave enough and rushes fast enough, as long as the soldiers are strong and not afraid of death!

Drink!!~~

Zhang Wu shouted loudly, his red hooves flew, and when he ran completely, he could only see a fiery red shadow

"Hahaha, these Han people don’t want to live anymore. Such a small number of people dare to attack the camp of our great Huns."

"oh!~"

"oh!~"

"oh! ~"

The Huns at the outermost edge of the camp did not panic at all. They screamed and waved the scimitars in their hands and rushed forward.

They wanted to cut off the heads of these Han people as their own medals and as bargaining chips in exchange for war horses, wealth, and women.

Even if times have changed, even if the Han Dynasty was defeated and defeated, they can only cry out for injustice, even if their power is no longer what it used to be.

But no Huns would think that the Han cavalry would be better than those who were born on horseback and grew up on horses. They were on their backs.

Two miles, one mile, one hundred meters!

The Huns who rushed at the front only felt a fiery afterimage flying over their heads.

The last second, a man dressed like the leader of the Huns tribe was still laughing and mocking The Han people did not know whether to live or die.

In the next second, people and horses mysteriously disappeared in front of the generals, and a handful of blood mist remained in the air.

How powerful was Zhang Wu in his rage?

Breaking the army, fighting for the lead, and with the gun soul fully activated, the power of force Soaring to 140, even if there is a real god coming down from the sky, he dares to compete, let alone some Huns who are worse than ants in his eyes. The one-foot-long

Overlord Spear is like a giant scythe, every time Rotating in a circle, all the Hun cavalry within a foot and a foot around were divided into two stages. The Hun cavalry around them were scared and wanted to escape, but the flying bears followed to complete the harvest.

The courage of the soldiers.

Zhang Wu is the best in the world. The most courageous general, Fei Xiong was also a warrior who had lived in Xiliang for a long time and fought fierce battles with the Qiang people.

When the two combined, he became the most terrifying killing weapon in the world.

Fierce, good at fighting, and not afraid of death!

The Huns were powerful The tent was soon torn open.

Any Huns who dared to resist a little bit and dared to step forward would not be finished even if they were dead, and their corpses would be trampled to pulp by the horses' hooves behind them.

For a time, the Huns who had an absolute advantage in numbers The Huns were actually retreating steadily.

Of course, Fei Xiong's side was not feeling well.

The originally tight and dense cone formation had become extremely loose because the cavalry on the periphery fell one after another.

Fei Xiong's 7,000 men charged forward. When they rushed to the middle camp of the Xiongnu, there were less than five thousand.

The only difference was that no one among them retreated, and no one fell behind. Even when his closest friend, Pao Ze, died tragically in front of him, he only mourned a few moments in silence. When they have time to rest, they continue to charge.

Hatred and hatred have become the strongest driving force to support them moving forward.

They will rest until death.

‘Dear Brother Paoze, if I am still alive after the battle is over, I will definitely come back to collect your body. Even if I return to Xuchang, your parents will be my parents!’

"Great Chanyu, great Chanyu! The Han army stormed the camp!"

Uvrault originally stayed up until midnight, but before he could sleep well, he was woken up by his bodyguard.

Huvrault drowsily opened his eyes full of red bloodshot eyes and shouted impatiently at his bodyguard. :"What are you shouting! Could it be that Mayi City was broken?"

"Great Chanyu! The Han army coming from the south rushed to camp!"

"fart! The Han people are weak sheep, how dare they rush into the pack of wolves? There is also our great Huns warrior Xiluo guarding the outside. Do you think Xiluo is a dead man?"How could it come from the south?

In Yuvluo's impression, in the north of the Han Dynasty, only Gongsun Zan's white-horse Yi Cong and Yuan Shao's Xiandenshishi were capable of competing with the Huns' cavalry.

But Yuan Shao clearly showed no signs of mobilizing his army!

Yuvluo was furious, and the guards were so frightened that they knelt on their knees:"Dad Chanyu, the leader of Xiluo was shot to death by the leading general, not even a body was left behind! Now the Han cavalry can only occupy the Chinese army's main tent within one mile."

Xi Luo is dead?

Just let someone shoot him to death?

Xi Luo is considered to be quite brave to the Xiongnu, but Dafuluo doesn't take it too seriously.

He has stationed no less than 100,000 Xiongnu cavalry here. In a frontal cavalry battle, there is absolutely no possibility of losing.

Yuvluo slowly put on his sheepskin coat, hung up his machete and left the tent. He took a look.

The Han cavalry had already reached the Huns' tent. The leader was a red horse and black armor. , with a big gun in his hand as thick as a baby's arm, he slaughtered the Xiongnu camp like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The elite warriors of the Xiongnu were like lining up to die in front of him, without even room to fight back.

Behind him, there were more Han cavalry Everyone was brave. The cavalry on the outside of the awl formation charged with guns, while those in the middle lit torches and threw them randomly. The

Xiongnu tents were made of livestock fur and easily caught fire. When the fire continued, the soldiers had no fighting spirit. Scattered away.

Who is the sheep? Who is the wolf?

"Don't panic! Don't panic! Line them up and surround them! Humphrey

's shout was thrown into the messy camp, without even a drop of water splashing.

When his personal guards took steel swords to spread his orders, anyone who disobeyed would be killed with one sword. The Xiongnu soldiers barely lined up to meet the enemy.

The Xiongnu are a collective of tribes.

They are good at fighting with the wind, robbing money, food and women.

Fighting against the wind, the little ninety-nine in the hearts of the tribal leaders will start to make plans. They will send people and efforts to help Yufuluo Is it worthwhile to fight life and death?

Under this plan, the disintegration speed is much faster than the disintegration speed of a normal battle.

Once the war becomes anxious, Yuvluo, who has lost the support of the tribal leaders, can only A Huns, the leader of less than 30,000 people.

The most terrifying thing is that even Yuvrou himself is thinking: if all the people in his tribe are wiped out, he will definitely lose his dominance when he returns to the grassland. There is no possibility of a comeback.