The sound of hooves was like thunder. As the mountain-like black shadows got closer and closer, Liu Bao and the warriors on the banks of the Sila Mulun River took a cold breath.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that the leader Ke Bineng could not tell even if he had any pain. According to the plan, they should have been hiding around the camp at this moment, waiting for Lu Bu to give him a fatal blow when he rushed the tent.

But he didn't expect that a rat shit would ruin a pot of rice. Those heads who were always arrogant and domineering could not withstand the severe cold for two hours. They actually lit a few torches during the ambush, and then put their deployment openly into the sight of the scouts sent by Lu Bu.

The so-called "shocking the snake" is that before you even saw the snake, you have already pulled the grass off. Do you think this is wronged or not?

Ke Bi could only sigh, but she could only fight out of the darkness with everyone.

However, Ke Bineng is also a heroic figure after all. Since he is destined to fight hard, how could he be lost in the disappointment of the past, and his anger and entanglement of his emotions?

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. Even if they fight hard, he Kebi Neng will still become the most shining star on the grassland!

Kebi was able to pull out the scimitar and just shook it gently. The 30,000 warriors under his command were like crazy. Under the leadership of Huzhu, he activated the war horse under his crotch and rushed towards the banks of the Xilamulun River. The shouts, roars, and the rushing sound of the bowstrings and horse hooves instantly resounded throughout the field.

Their faces were extremely hideous, and their scimitars were extremely bright.

"Hmph, a group of native chickens, tiles and dogs dare to be the king's edge?" Seeing that the army gradually reached a distance of 30 or 20 feet, Lu Bu dusted the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and smiled proudly, "Boards and crossbows are ready, shoot in three stages!"

"promise!"

The Killing God Camp created by the more than a thousand Bingzhou veterans who followed him out of the frontier roared together, and the five thousand warriors immediately divided into three archer teams like waves and galloped to both sides of him.

"Shit!"

As soon as the battle was settled, I heard the sound of bees flapping their wings and chirping. Two thousand crossbows in the first row were fired at the same time. A large rain of dense arrows rose into the air, pulling out a long black cloud of arrows in the air, and shooting towards Kebineng's grassland cavalry head-on.

Immediately afterwards, the first row of warriors rode their horses and waved to both sides. After reaching the third row, they quickly pulled the string and raised the arrow. The warriors in the second row had already jumped forward a few steps, and the sharp arrows in their hands flew into the air again.

The night sky on the top of the Silamulun River was so lively that the arrow clouds that had just dispersed actually gathered here again, and there was no time to spare.

Repeated cycles, repeating over and over again.

"shield!"

Hearing the first sound of the bowstring, Ke Bineng was ready. The grassland cavalry raised their shields to greet them as they ran, protecting their whole bodies tightly.

However, the great Han soldiers were the men who wrote the sentence "Those who offend me and strong Han will be punished even if they are far away." They were not the soft-legged crabs who were in a hurry to see the Tartars in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Their crossbows dominated the world, had long range and strong strength. In their eyes, ordinary shields and leather armor were like grass clippings.

Although the Killing Camp under Lu Bu is not entirely a child of the great man, they have learned from Lu Bu and the old Bingzhou army of Lu Bu. Their passion is still soaked in the iron bones and coldness of the great warriors.

Sudden sharp arrows spun at high speed, as dense as the sudden rain hitting bananas, making people breathless, but they are more arrogant, more terrifying, and more terrifying than the sudden rain.

These sharp arrows seemed to have wisdom. They used their sharp edge clusters and their inertia to penetrate the shields of the grassland cavalry, put on armor, and then stabbed them hard on the body of war horses or cavalry.

Blood splattered and wailed everywhere. The grassland cavalry lowered their proud heads, as if the seedlings destroyed by strong winds and rains in the rain fell one after another.

"Khan, the striker's camp has suffered heavy casualties. Should I withdraw it?"

Huzhu was in the Forward Camp and was shot in an arrow on his arm. He didn't say anything yet. Wuchen Di was worthy of being a famous little mouse on the grassland. He was scared by a rain of arrows and happily came to Ke Bineng to "give advice."

"The brave men won the war between the two armies. The warriors of my Xianbei clan are all evil wolves on the grassland. They have all been blessed by shamans. Changshengtian also looked at them above his head. He wanted to slip away with temporary defeats and some injuries. General Wuchen, did you underestimate them or are you tired of living?"

Ke Bineng changed his intimate attitude in the evening and stared at Wuchendi fiercely. The scimitar in his hand suddenly raised it above his head and shouted, "My sons, you are all the wealth given to Ben Khan by the God of Eternal Life, and they are also the flesh and blood of Ben Khan.

The Huns dog thief Liu Bao colluded with Lu Bu to invade our Xianbei clan, intending to seize my grassland, rob my cattle and sheep, and occupy my wife, children and slaves. It is unbearable. Since ancient times, my Xianbei men have had to die while standing and never died on their knees.

The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the slander knows the wise ministers. My Khan vows to live and die with you today. If my Khan unfortunately dies in battle, he will take the commander of the sacred Guini as the commander. If the commander of the sacred Guini is killed in battle, he will take General Huozhu as the commander. Until the Xianbei tribe fights to the last one, he will never retreat!”

"Never back down!"

"Never back down!"

The guards of Huzhu and Kebineng raised their scimitars and swords and responded in unison. Their shouts infected more grassland warriors, and they all raised their arms and blew up like chicken blood, as if the failure just now was just a speck of dust on their trousers when they fell. After dusting them, they were still heroes who stood tall.

That's OK?

Ke Bineng is indeed the most cunning fox and the most fierce wolf in the Xianbei tribe!

Seeing the morale rising from obvious drop to sudden rise, Wuchendi was shocked and did not dare to have any thoughts again. He was surrounded by Ke Bineng's side in a regular manner.

"Huzhu, it will be leaked back to the mud. You two quick-wire warriors in our headquarters are divided into two wings. You will detour the hill ahead and attack Lu Bu from the left and right sides. No mistakes!" Ke Bi Neng thought calmly for a few breaths, and nodded to Huzhu and the other two.

This Ke Bi Neng is really good. In this way, Huzhu and the vanguard camp of Yugui Ni escaped the arrow rain of Lu Bu's army, and could also encircle Lu Bu from both sides, creating pressure on Lu Bu's army.

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The two armies climbed up the hill, and the horn sounded in Kebineng's camp.

Huzhu raised the long sword in his hand, let out a long roar, and led the eight thousand iron cavalry to rush down the hill with lightning speed. After walking dozens of steps, he turned suddenly, and drew a left arc in front and headed towards Lu Bu's left army. Yu Gui Ni also led eight thousand and his men to Lu Bu's right side.

The two armies locked Lu Bu's wings tightly like iron pliers.

"kill!"

Seeing that his plan had a miraculous effect, Ke Bi Neng shouted loudly and led the remaining more than 10,000 central troops to the figure of Cui Wei on the Xilamulun River.

The thunder of winter was shattered, shaking endless passion.

The iron hooves rolled, stirring up countless yellow sand.
Chapter completed!