In the grassland, in a lonely county town on the northern land, players from the two Gods game fields gritted their teeth because of the cold and looked at the large number of Wuheng cavalry appearing on the horizon outside the city.

",!Who said at that time that Gongsun Du had no hostile forces in the north? Aren't these nomadic people?" The young player with a buzz cut among the two players had red eyes and was about to cry.

Another older person shook his head: "I made a mistake, I had a mistake. If I had known I would have gone to Cao Cao's side. At least I would have been protected by a half-step saint."

"Hmph, it's too late to say this now. What do you think you should do?" the young player roared.

"I can only defend the city. I hope Lord Gongsun Du can send reinforcements." After saying this, the old player sighed again.

In fact, the old players are not weak. His master magic skills have been practiced to the middle stage of the innate stage. Even if he is against a second-rate famous general like Song Xian, he will not lose. However, his current location is the northernmost county town, with only two thousand old and weak soldiers and less than ten thousand civilians left in the city.

But the opponent... was once again full of Wuheng's army that attempted to invade the south. In terms of number, there were at least 250,000, and the "eliminary" cavalry would not be less than 30,000.

"If it is a big city, this battle can still be fought, but this small county town... do you want to hide in the cellar and try your luck?" The old player glanced at the young player and picked up a spear.

",!" The young player cried, picked up the round shield and prepared to defend the city.

But although he was talking, his legs were still shaking, can this young player blame this? Obviously, it is not possible. I won’t say anything else, just look at this young player. He has only experienced the God Game three times, and his strength is only in the early stage of innateness. Not to mention confronting second-rate generals, he can’t escape by surrounding one hundred heavy infantrymen. How can he not be afraid?

"Woooooo~!"

The Wuheng cavalry blew the horn, and the sound of a wolf howling filled the sky above the small county town, and the cold air seemed to become more and more cold.

The deputy general arranged by Gongsun Du in the county town had a 'color' face as dark as iron. He stood on the mail tower, holding a red tassel gun in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Arrowers go up to the city wall, and I will defend it to the death! Lord Gongsun Du had long known about the 'conspiracy of the Wuheng clan. He had already gone to Gongsun Zan's powerful soldiers and had borrowed 'elegant' soldiers and could come soon!"

"Ao!" Several personal soldiers beside the deputy general echoed and shouted, and then the war drums sounded. The soldiers in the entire county drove the civilians to the top of the city with simple weapons.

"Here, those Wuheng cavalry... are here!"

The young player shouted, raised his round shield with his left hand and protected his chest.

Two hundred meters ahead of the county town, Wuheng light cavalry trotted, and everyone "touched" a short bow and shot a rain of arrows at the top of the city.

These sharp arrows rarely have iron arrows, most of them are bone arrows, but with the blessing of high speed, even if they are just bone arrows, they still have more than enough piercing the leather armor of most soldiers.

"Wuheng Cavalry, every time they fight, they will disturb our morale with arrow rain... But where is the archer? Fight back quickly!"

"'Shot' strike!" With a shout, the 200 Youzhou archers who were barely considered regular troops pulled their bows and fought back. One wave of fire came down, and more than ten Wuheng cavalry were shot down.

When the Wuheng cavalry saw that the defenders in the small county town dared to fight back, they were furious and narrowed the distance to a hundred meters. Thousands of Wuheng cavalry pulled their bows and shot arrows, and with the advantage of the number of people, they started to shoot against the archers.

At the same time, the young player saw a black Wuheng infantry surged under the city wall.

These Wuheng infantry were wearing tattered cloth clothes, holding short swords and round shields in their hands, and screaming and staring at the defenders on the city head fiercely like wolf cubs. They carried simple ladders and soon began to build up the city wall and began to attack the city.

"There are too few archers, and the oil, stones, and wood used to defend the city are not enough. Otherwise, the Wuheng infantry would have suffered heavy losses!" The deputy general saw that the city wall was easily climbed up by the Wuheng infantry, and couldn't help but shake his head gently.

"Kill!"

The old player photographed the young player, then raised his spear and picked up two Wuheng cavalry who were coming.

"Living, I want to survive!" The young player was a little crazy. He waved his short sword and round shield and fought with the Wuheng infantry on the top of the city. The old player glanced at him and shook his head gently: "Lost your mind? Not far from death."

The old player's whisper was soon realized. The young player was too eye-catching, so he was seen by a commander of the Wuheng cavalry. He shot out a sharp arrow and hit the young player's throat. The young player could only cover his throat unwillingly and rolled down from the city wall.

The old player sighed softly, and some of the dead rabbits and foxes fought and retreated in a sad way. Finally, with more than 100 war soldiers, they retreated to the top of the city where the deputy general was located, and then there was nowhere to retreat.

However, with the help of this city, the old players did not have to worry about being attacked by the hidden arrows of the Wuheng cavalry. They couldn't help but let go and blocked the front door by one. The other soldiers were also "inspired" in desperate situations and tried their best to defend the other back door.

"Woooooo!"

The Wuheng cavalry was killing fiercely, and suddenly the sound of horns came from the grassland again.

Immediately, the old player heard the panicked shouts of the Wuheng cavalry.

"White horse, white horse!"

"The white horse is here, the white 'color' devil is here!"

"White 'color' devil, what is that?" The old player muttered, and suddenly saw that the officers and soldiers, including the deputy general, breathed a sigh of relief and cheered.

"It's the lord brothers, General Gongsun Zan's army is here!"

"We are saved!"

"This time there is still a white horse Yicong here, and the Wuheng cavalry will be severely damaged!"

When the old player heard this, he felt a little excited. When he walked out of the city, he saw the Wuheng infantry fleeing down the city wall in panic and running to the Wuheng cavalry camp. The Wuheng cavalry, regardless of the remaining enemies in the county, were all preparing for preparations. He was frightened by General Wuheng's loud shouts.

"This white horse Yicong actually has such a great deterrent effect on these grassland cavalry!" The old player whispered in a low voice, and soon saw the white horse Yicong appearing on the horizon with soft sunlight.

They were so easy to recognize. The people and horses were all white, and the snow-white cloak was flying with the wind. They held a compound bow in their hands. The people and horses were united and pressed towards the Wuheng cavalry like a man.

Although these white horses only have 500 troops, the entire battlefield seems to be that the Wuheng cavalry, with 200,000 mercenaries, is at a disadvantage!

"The white horse follows the righteousness, wherever righteousness comes, life and death follow! The heaven can see it, and the white horse is proof!"

Five hundred white horses came to their mouths and shouted, and at the same time they pulled their bows and shot arrows, killing them into Wuheng's army.

But when the Wuheng army faced the attack of Baima Yicong, they became "chaotic" in front of them. After being hit by the arrow rain, more than 100 cavalry fell down and then hurriedly rushed to a thousand Wuheng cavalry to fight.

The Thousand Wuheng cavalry were pulling the bow like a cavalry, but the shooting range was not as far away as the white horse. Just now, the army was only 200 meters away, and the Thousand Wuheng cavalry had only more than 300 people left. They lost their fighting will and fled in a hurry.

As soon as this small army ran away, the Wuheng cavalry became even more chaotic. Some Wuheng cavalry ran over to stop the deserter, and some Wuheng cavalry turned their horses and seemed to be planning to escape. They took the white horse Yicong to shoot arrows outside the Wuheng cavalry to disturb the morale of the army. The entire Wuheng army was actually shaken by the five hundred white horse Yicong!

"Where is righteousness, life and death follow! The heaven can be seen, and the white horse is proof!"

On the horizon, more cavalrymen appeared. They were also wearing snow-white cloaks and shouting slogans. The war horses under them were all armored and iron cavalry. The two generals who led the lead were even more heroic and elegant, and they had a momentum in their every move.

"Hiss... affects the breath of heaven and earth, this is the realm of a half-step saint!" The old player saw the two generals and took a breath: "Two at a time?"

"Who are they?" asked the old player.

"Ha, you don't know them?"

"The young general on the white robe on the left is the commander of the Iron Cavalry of Youzhou, General Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong!"

"The one on the right!" The deputy general respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Governor of Youzhou, General of White Martial Arts, Lord Gongsun Zan is the same!"

"He is Gongsun Zan?"

The old player couldn't help but think of his lord, Gongsun Du, who was said to be related to Gongsun Zan. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your sister, are these two really relatives?"

"Master Gongsun Du, even if you can't catch up with this Gongsun Zan, and this Gongsun Zan seems to have a nice title, General Baima?"

While the old player was thinking about it, Gongsun Zan and Zhao Yun began to accelerate and charge towards Wuheng's army.

Behind them were five thousand Youzhou Iron Cavalry, and behind them were fifty thousand light cavalry and various infantry belonging to Gongsun Du’s forces.

"Where is righteousness, life and death follow! The heaven can be seen, and the white horse is proof!"

Gongsun Zan shouted a vow in the army, "inspiring" the morale under his command. Although it was five thousand iron cavalry, under the influence of his momentum, it turned into a torrent of iron cavalry, hitting the earth and trembling wildly, which also made everyone in Wuhengda's army feel fear.

"White horse, white horse is here!"

"Devil, the white devil is coming again!"

"Wuwuwu, king, king, run away, we can't beat the white 'color' devils of the Han people!"

"No, you can't just run away like this. We, Wuheng, have 250,000 cavalry!" The king of Wuheng shouted. He sat in the chariot and saw his army colliding with Gongsun Zan.

Bang!

At this moment, time seemed to have solidified. In the next moment, King Wuheng saw the bodies of several Wuheng cavalry flying in the air brought by Gongsun Zan's iron spear.

At the same time, he also saw the collision of the iron cavalry behind Gongsun Zan, and also broke through the formation of the Wuheng cavalry.

"Where is righteousness, life and death follow! The heaven can be seen, and the white horse is proof!"

The white horse Yicong also moved. They placed the bow and arrow on their backs, took out the saber, and followed the Youzhou Iron Cavalry, and took off the heads of the dispersed Wuheng cavalry one by one.

"White horses, the white horses are here!"

"Woooo, I lost, I lost again!"

The front line has not collapsed yet, and the rear of the Wuheng Army has been scared to pieces. The Wuheng King also suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength, lay softly on the chariot chair, muttering to himself: "Why, why does this white horse general appear on the road of my Wuheng clan!"

"Oh my God, isn't the offerings given to you by my Wuheng clan are enough? Why do you make things so difficult for me!"

King Wu Heng shouted a few times, and actually vomited blood from his mouth.

Several personal guards quickly shouted that they would let the King of Wuheng escape, so... the entire Wuheng army completely lost the final order. More than 200,000 troops rushed to escape. They were driven around by Gongsun Zan's 5,000 cavalry. The White Horse Yicong leisurely harvested the heads, leaving a deeper impression on the Wuheng cavalry.

"Win, just win like this?" The old player looked at the fleeing Wuheng cavalry in disbelief and murmured to himself: "Incredible, the barbarian soldiers were defeated like this. Is this still a war between grassland civilization and agricultural civilization?"

The deputy general saw it, but he thought it was natural. Those barbarians, only the whole nation, were more powerful. They could gather a large number of soldiers in a short period of time. However, in terms of head-on combat, being the Five Barbarians is not a joke reads;

The old players did not know that during the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Han people were full of confidence in the barbarians. Instead, they were the barbarians themselves, because they had been defeated too badly and for too long, but they were afraid of the regular Han army and were defeated before the battle.

Such a change in mentality will only appear when the Five Barbarians are "chaotic" when they want to reverse the normal historical view.

Just as the old player witnessed the White Horse Yicong chasing the Wuheng cavalry, a text suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The Battle of Youyan and Wuheng ends, and Baima Yi will show his reputation again. However, it is a pity that the two bronze medal players also died here."

"Two?" said the old player: "I remember that who is not in the county town is going to deliver a letter, so I won't be caught and slaughtered by the Wuheng cavalry."

When the old player whispered, another player who joined Gongsun Du's power, his body was unfortunately trampled on by one war horse after another, and he no longer became a human form.

After being caught by the Wuheng cavalry, he simply surrendered for his life. However, he did not expect that the aggressive 250,000 Wuheng cavalry were defeated by the white horse general Gongsun Zan. So he was directly knocked to the ground by a fleeing Wuheng cavalry, and then trampled to death on the grassland by his own horse hooves.

"That's it, two of them died?" Lin Tian was on the way to the marching. He saw the report from the Gods Game Field. He thought to himself: "But, is Baima Yicheng? Haha, I met Gongsun Zan."

"White Horse Yi Cong, the 'eliminal' force of the White Horse General Gongsun Zan, I just don't know who will win and lose against the Bingzhou cavalry of Lu Bu's army?"

In Liu Bei's army, a middle-aged player who was training spearmen to fight in a formation, hesitated and frowned and said, "Two dead? Isn't the north peaceful?"

"I think I'm going to fight too." The middle-aged player whispered, looking at the soldiers who were sweating profusely, and whispered: "Although I can't compare to that guy's white-eared 'element', my new camping has begun to take shape."

"I will make the first contribution to the battle against Dong Zhuo in this battle to welcome the saint!" As he said this, a golden dragon hovering in the golden 'color' appeared on the middle-aged player. The aura also faintly showed the power of a half-step saint!
Chapter completed!