Although the tune encountered an extremely tenacious counterattack.

He saw Liang Xiao. Liang Xiao was behind a huge rock just thirty steps away, setting a bow and shooting frequently. The moment he saw Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao also saw him, raised the corner of his mouth and showed a mysterious smile.

Although he was inspired by the huge interests of Liang Xiao, he did not realize the danger behind this smile at all. He raised his sword and loudly ordered his subordinates to break through in the direction of Liang Xiao, striving to capture Liang Xiao in a short time and end the battle.

This battle has been delayed for too long and the casualties are too great. If Liang Xiao had not been famous for being the prey that the nobles of the Hunxie King's tribe had always dreamed of, he would not have made such a large amount of capital. If everything had been settled, as long as Liang Xiao could be captured, all his efforts would be rewarded.

The Huns were so excited that they howled and rushed towards Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao tilted his mouth, raised his bow, and shot a whistle toward the tune.

Mingdi let out a sharp roar, blew the horn of counterattack, and instantly flew to Jixian. Although Jixian had known that Liang Xiao was good at shooting, how could he not be careful? With a command, several shields stood up and blocked him.

"Bang!" Mingdi shot through the shield and shot the guard's shoulder behind the shield. The guard groaned and took a step back. A hole appeared between the shield. Three or four arrows roared. Two of them shot into the gap, each hitting a guard A Jiao Xinlang fear. One of them was shot through the neck and fell to the ground, causing even greater panic.

Although the tune was shocked.

He knew that Liang Xiao's archery skills were good, but he didn't expect that there were so many archers with skilled archery skills besides Liang Xiao. With the guidance of Ming Di, he could seize this fleeting opportunity. These people not only had good archery skills, but also had a very tacit understanding of each other.

What does it feel like to be targeted by several archers on such a narrow battlefield? In an instant, although Tuo regretted it. But now that things have come to this point, he can't even evacuate. He was chased on such a terrain that is not conducive to running, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Although he clenched his teeth and ordered a fierce attack, he ordered the guards to defend closely around him, lifted the shields high and made them into a shield array stacked like turtle shells to avoid being sniped by the archers.

Although there were more than a hundred personal guards in Ji, they were enough to protect themselves, but those centurions, the tenth princes did not have such good luck. Seeing that although Ji was hiding in the turtle shell, Liang Xiao immediately shifted his target and attacked the centurions who rushed in the front.

With the sound of the whistle, several arrows followed Liang Xiao closely, and according to the level of his position, he eliminated the Hun officers and warriors who were particularly good at fighting one by one. Under their focus, these people suffered heavy casualties, even if the protection was timely, they were almost the same as the tune, and they were bound by themselves. They would never dare to show up easily again.

Although the Huns were also shooting hard, most of them were hiding behind huge rocks, and there were infantrymen holding shields to keep them. It was difficult for them to shoot, but they were easily targeted for attack. The two sides were arrow-going. Although the Huns were large in number, their archery skills were far inferior. After several archers with better archery skills were removed, they were soon at a disadvantage.

Liang Xiao and the eight men used their superb archery skills to defeat the more with fewer ruthlessly crushed the Hun archers.

With their cooperation, the Greek veterans launched a fierce counterattack. Although they had been fighting fiercely for most of the day, they had been using the terrain to effectively counterattack, and they were consciously resting in turn, and were full of energy. After a long time of frustration, they finally had the opportunity to show their skills. They roared, inspired each other, and launched wave after wave of attacks, killing the Huns in a mess and had no power to fight back.

Although the tune was suppressed after the shield formation, the centurion who rushed to the front line was eliminated one by one, and the Huns fell into a state of chaos with no heads. They were originally not good at this dense formation of infantry battles, but now they have lost effective command and can only rely on their personal courage to support them.

Unfortunately, infantry warfare is not cavalry and shooting. Their crocodile legs are not as flexible as the Greek veterans. The shields in their hands are not as wide and thick as those of Greek veterans. The scimitars are not as good as those of Greek veterans. The scimitars are not as good as those of Greek veterans' spears. Waving the scimitars requires greater space, and the attack intention is obvious, so they are easily blocked by the shields of Greek veterans. However, the scimitars of Greek veterans cannot be blocked by the shields of their hands.

"Bang bang!" The scimitar slashed on the shield, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Puff!" The spear pierced into the body of the Huns, and blood spurted.

Although the Huns were numerous and powerful, they were defeated by Greek veterans. The veterans formed two straits to cover each other, like waves surging in, stabbing rows of Huns and trampling on the ground. Their boots stepped on the bodies of the Huns, making a sound in the pool of blood. The weeds on the hillside had been trampled, and the green grass juice and bright red blood mixed together to bring the land into a mud.

Although he hid behind the shield and could not see the situation on the entire battlefield, he felt the pressure coming from the front. He was anxious and repeatedly urged the messenger to blow the horn, ordered his subordinates to attack forward, and inquire about the situation on the battlefield.

However, he did not hear echo. In the entire battlefield, except for his horn ringing, it seemed that only the horn of the enemy opposite seemed to be.

Although he was shocked, he realized the seriousness of the problem. He pushed the guard away, squeezed into the formation, and looked around, and found that the familiar faces had almost disappeared, and there were only panicked subordinates in front of him.

Still like a bee arrow.

Seeing that although Jiong showed up, Liang Xiao almost didn't need to give orders, the archers immediately regarded him as their target. In a moment, Jiong was hit by three arrows. He shouted in pain: "Help!" The guards rushed up and protected him with shields, but they became the target of the archers. Several people were caught in arrows and hummed and fell to the ground.

For a moment, the formation was in chaos. Although the Dian rolled and crawled back into the shield formation, he ordered people to draw arrows to heal their wounds, while cursing. If he didn't know what was going on in this battle, he would be really a pig. Unfortunately, although he understood, he could not get rid of it. The centurion and the ten men died in battle, he was facing a group of scattered soldiers without command, and he could not get out of his head by arrows. Even if he wanted to organize a retreat, it would be difficult to do it.

What to do? Although I am anxious, I regret it.

Liang Xiao saw that Tiao San was panicked and realized that the last blow was coming. He raised his bow and took a special arrow as wide as a crescent moon, aiming at Tiao San's flag.

Thirty steps apart, Liang Xiao easily shot the target. The wide arrow shot the leather rope tied with the flag. The flag was whistled and landed on the ground. The flag-holding soldiers were shocked and reached out to support him. "Swoosh!" A sharp arrow flew and shot through his throat.

The flag-holding soldiers fell on the ground, and the thick and long flagpole and the big flag fell to the ground, hitting the Huns, terrifying in surprise.

Liang Xiao roared: "It's a big deal, kill it-" while shouting, jumping off the cliff, waving his hands constantly, shooting several arrows one after another, shooting down several Huns who were fighting stubbornly, revealing a gap. At the same time, Pang Shuo waved his iron knife and rushed down the hillside. Liang Xiao, under the protection of Tu Niuer and others, also rushed down, broke into the gap, and rushed towards the Huns.

At the same time, the seven archers rushed out from their respective hiding places, and under the protection of mercenary infantry, they met with Liang Xiao and rushed towards the Huns.

They were the real new forces. From the time they fled up the hillside to now, they had basically not participated in the battle and were the most physically strong. As soon as they entered the battlefield, they suffered heavy damage to the Huns. The Uz iron sword in Pang Shuo's hand was the most violent. After several ups and downs, they cut several Huns into two sections, splashing blood, and the scene was horrifying.

Facing the Greek veterans, the Huns were no longer able to support them. When they saw Pang Shuo and others entering, they were shocked and no longer had the courage to fight, so they turned around and ran away.

Pang Shuo and others formed a front arrow formation, like soup splashing snow, quickly widening the gap.

The Greek veterans immediately changed their formation, followed Liang Xiao, wedged into the battle formation of the Huns, and squeezed them to the hillsides on both sides to protect Liang Xiao's wings. Pang Shuo waved his iron knife in front of him and slashed and killed him. Tu Niuer had a short knife in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, which was invincible.

The Huns were so angry that they were killed. They looked towards the direction of the flag at the same time, and they could not find the flag at the same time, and they became even more panicked.

Then, something that makes them even more desperate is still behind.

The cavalry, who had been resting for most of the day, got back on their horses and lined up in the valleys. Xie Guanglong stood in front of the team with a spear in his hand, making an excited howl.

"kill--"

"Kill--" the young knights neighed and kicked the war horses hard.

"Kill--" Pu Lei people were also ecstatic. Under Pu Jia's leadership, they stepped on the war horse, raised their swords, and accelerated and charged with the young knights.

The war horse galloped, accelerating with the slope, and the sound of hooves gathered into a thunderbolt, rolling in.

The Huns were stunned.

The cavalry blew over the heads of the Huns like the wind, chopping down one after another to the ground, knocking them into rolling gourds, and then speeding down the hillside.

Countless Huns were stabbed by spears and knocked down by war horses, screaming one after another. The Huns completely collapsed, sprinted wildly, and fled from the battlefield. But they could not escape the war horses and were soon caught up by cavalry. For their own safety, the cavalry were unwilling to chase them, so they ran down the hillside and rushed towards the Huns who were guarding the war horses.

The Huns were shocked when they looked at the cavalry running towards them. They always thought they had the chance to win, and just waited to capture Liang Xiao and end the battle. Faced with this situation, they were not prepared at all.

There was almost no chance of fighting back, and they were surrounded and killed.

Liang Xiao and others didn't care about the fleeing Huns' soldiers, they jumped on their war horses, rushed down the hillside, and put all the Huns' war horses and baggage into their bags. They were very excited, some dancing their arms, singing and dancing, while others riding horses, galloping around Liang Xiao, cheering loudly.

The great man who escaped from the chaos was full of luck. Although he stood on the hillside, he watched the people celebrating at the foot of the mountain and wanted to cry without tears.

-(To be continued.)

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