Li Hong heard the alarm call sounding quickly and violently, and immediately stopped and turned around and looked north.

Chu Feiyan arrived, and a gray-yellow tide rushed over the white horizon. The sound of war drums was earth-shaking, low and shocking.

He looked at his front again, and it was dense and endless, all of them were Yellow Turban Army. Now he had to tear open the defense of Yang Feng's troops, cut off his encirclement troops in half, and cut off their idea of ​​surrounding each other. As long as he defeated Yang Feng's troops, the battlefield would be the world of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry and could gallop across the board.

"Order Lord Yan's troops and Lord Yu's troops to complete a cone formation, use the Black Panther's righteous subordinate as the cone head, and launch the last blow, the last blow."

Li Hong shouted loudly and galloped on his horse.

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Zhang Niujiao looked calm and looked at the Yellow Turban Army that was rushing up like a tide in the north. The murderous aura in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Yang Feng roared excitedly, ran away from his horse, raised his gun and shouted: "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming..., kill...ah..."

Then he saw the enemy cavalry leaning towards the black panther flag in the center amid the long horns. Yang Feng's face changed drastically, and he immediately reacted, and while galloping, he roared with all his strength:

"Storm up... close to the enemy cavalry... close to the enemy cavalry... don't let the enemy rush..."

"Brothers, let me kill..."

The soldiers saw the commander personally step forward to supervise the formation, and their morale was greatly boosted. A roar shook the sky on the battlefield: "Kill..."

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Lou Lu was a young man in his twenties, tall and strong, with a beard on his face at a young age, like a steel needle. His father, King Hei Ling, didn't want him to come, so he ran out alone. Nan Lou had no choice but to let him lead his army south. He wanted to fight. He was in his twenties and was a hero in Baishan, but he had never fought any wars, so he had been unknown. Wherever the leopard went, there would be wars. He followed him, and there would be wars. So he ran happily. The first battle was against the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army, which he didn't dare to think about. It was a great battle, and it would be a pleasure to fight. Wherever he went in the future, everyone would look at him enviously and admirably. He had participated in a bloody battle of more than 100,000 people.

Praise. Li Hong can only praise. The Hu soldiers seem to be born cavalry. They skillfully control horses, thoroughly understand tactical skills, and absolutely execute orders, making him command like an arm, and he is able to handle it. Some almost impossible tactics can become reality under their horses in a blink of an eye. Li Hong was excited and almost shouted out. He could not win any battle with such a team.

Li Hong glanced around and saw that although the soldiers were not in line, when they had basically formed a cone, they could just sort it out while running. The Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side had already rushed up, and there was no time to make adjustments in time.

Li Hong pointed at the front of the spear and turned around and shouted wildly: "Huho..."

All the soldiers looked excited and raised their swords and shouted "Huh... Huh..."

"Huh...huh..."

Li Hong screamed at the top of his lungs, and his murderous aura filled his whole body. The black panther hissed and jumped up.

A muffled sound broke out on the battlefield, and then the sound suddenly exploded, and the sound of the horse's galloping hooves instantly turned into a roar.

"Huh...huh..."

Thousands of war horses reached high speed in an instant and entered the enemy formation with a storm of overwhelming momentum.

Li Hong is a cone head, a sharp cone head.

Li Hong, with his disheveled hair, opened his eyes angrily, like a bloodthirsty beast, slashing and stabbing the left, and there was no survivor under the gun. The soldiers beside him kept falling down, and the soldiers behind kept filling in.

The powerful iron cone finally gathered together after Li Hong shot Yang Feng and rushed towards him with one shot. The horns of the horns suddenly rose into the sky.

Li Hong raised his head and yelled wildly: "Huh...huh..."

The arc tripod that followed, the chasing, Zhao Yun, and many Xianbei soldiers, they kept waving their weapons and slaughtering wantonly, yelling like a madman: "Huh...huh..."

Heng Ji in the middle of the formation, Lou Lu, Jade, Shooting Yingtong, Shooting Tiger, Lu Huanyang, and Wuhuan soldiers, shouted wildly: "Huh...huh..."

The roar was like a real giant hammer, sweeping across the entire battlefield, causing the enemy to be shattered and the morale of comrades.

Yang Feng was dragged and pulled by the Yellow Turban soldiers. He had just escaped from the trampling of the cone-headed iron cavalry and rushed towards him. The Yellow Turban soldiers could no longer bear the psychological fear and shouted and ran away with their heads in their arms. Yang Feng was no exception. He was sandwiched among the soldiers and ran rapidly, hating his parents for having less legs. Everyone didn't know the direction, didn't know the things, but only knew that the farther away the roar, the better.

The dense formation of five thousand people finally could not resist the majestic giant iron cone, shattered with one blow, one or two, and then finally defeated like a mountain fall. A loud noise was made on the battlefield, like a mountain torrent breaking through the dike, and the Yellow Turban Army completely collapsed. The people in the front army ran around like headless flies, and the army behind could not withstand the impact of deserters, and immediately dispersed, and then the battlefield fell into crazy chaos.

The black panther raised his hooves and kicked an enemy away, rushed into the white snowfield with a long hissing. The cold wind mixed with snowflakes in the sky rushed towards him.

After breaking, the Yellow Turban Army's defensive formation was completely broken.

"Turn...turn right...turn right..." Li Hong ran wildly and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound of the ox horn rose into the sky again and echoed in an instant on the bloody battlefield.

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Zhang Niujiao looked at the chaotic battlefield, watching his soldiers trampled to death by the enemy like ants, and the blood splattered on the enemy's waving sword, suddenly felt sad and tears soaked his eyes. He suddenly felt that he was old and could no longer bear all the pain.

"Master, let's retreat south?" his servant asked anxiously, shocked and scared.

Zhang Niujiao shook his head and pointed to the battlefield ahead and said, "Look, Yang Shuai has arrived in the last two defensive formations. We can quickly stabilize the position and entangle the main force of the Leopard. Now as long as the swallow can quickly defeat the enemy's blocking cavalry and come to meet quickly, we can defeat the Leopard."

"Even if we're all killed, as long as we destroy his cavalry, we're the winner."

Zhang Niujiao sneered fiercely and said, "The ones who show off their power in front of us are all the Leopard Army. Can't we tens of thousands of people eat him? Even if he is a real leopard, we ants will eat him today."

Zhang Niujiao waved his right arm with murderous intent, as if he could chop off the leopard's head with one palm.

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Chu Feiyan's strong bow camp gave Xian Yufu's Yanzhao troops a blow, making them dizzy.

The dense and powerful long arrows were shot far and accurate, and even the shield was difficult to block. The long arrows were nailed to the ground and made a silence of bang, which was very powerful. Many soldiers killed the long arrows with one arrow, and even the long arrows shot through the shields, but the remaining momentum was not diminished and then continued to shoot people to death.

The sharp whistle of the long arrow tearing the air is breathtaking and creepy.

Xian Yufu and his soldiers hid in the horse formation with their shields, but later they could not hold on to it, and they all hid under the horse's belly, in a mess. But after the enemy's attacks, the war horses were immediately in chaos. The enemy's long arrows shot into the body of the war horses. Some of them were shot and died directly, while some were in pain but rushed around in the horse formation, and many soldiers were injured. Just when everyone was panicked and at a loss, the war horses began to move. First, several war horses broke free from the long rope tied together because of their struggles, and rushed out of the horse formation. Then more war horses rushed out of the horse formation.

When Xian Yufu saw the war horse running towards the enemy formation, he suddenly had an idea. If he shoots the enemy for another round, even if the soldiers do not shoot the arrow to death, they will still trample on the horse to death.

He decisively ordered his subordinates to cut off the long rope used to tie horses in the horse formation, and then with the cover of the war horses, he ran to the Yellow Turban Army's position together, rushed through the enemy's bow and arrow coverage area, and directly rushed into the enemy formation.

Chu Feiyan saw the enemy troops rushing to the scene, and a little smile appeared on her face.

He felt a headache when he saw the huge horse formation. The horse formation blocked his way. The enemy hid in the horse formation and was difficult to deal with for a while. The most important thing now is time. The earlier we meet Yang Feng's troops, the greater the possibility of hitting the Leopard Army. Shooting and shooting the enemy out of the horse formation. As a result, it really fulfilled his wish. Xian Yufu led his troops to kill him on his own initiative.

"Order the front army to fight out and block them outside the formation, and no one is allowed to come in." Chu Feiyan ordered loudly.

If the enemy troops who blocked thousands of people in front of him were eliminated, the large army could quickly kill him. If Li Hong came to attack, this formation composed of a variety of defensive equipment could play a huge blocking role. Even if Li Hong did not attack, he could suppress the range of movement of the cavalry through his movement to prevent them from breaking through on his side.

The war drums were ringing violently.

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers held their weapons high and ran wildly under the guidance of the battle flag. They were divided into five routes, like five gray dragons, carrying the deafening sound of wind and thunder, quickly passed the passage given out by the blocking formation and rushed to the battlefield where people and horses were mixed.

"Kill..." The roar rushed into the sky, as if the mountains collapsed and the ground was terrifying.

The two armies met, and a loud bang, and then the bloody battle began.

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When Xian Yuyin saw Chu Feiyan's left wing's 20,000 troops coming quickly, he decisively led his troops to kill from the enemy's flanks. They used the geese charge array to target the enemy's waist and then rushed in.
Chapter completed!