Murong Feng's army was surrounded by invincible momentum with a thunderous momentum, and rushed straight towards the wind-breaking Niu-Tou tribe army.

Murong Feng knew Fengli's advantage clearly. He was able to lead the team here without knowing it, which means that today's decisive battle would never be avoided. If he didn't know that Fengli had betrayed, and now he saw Fengli bringing such a large army to help, he would definitely be grateful. Fengli's advantage is that no one knew that he was the enemy. Once Murong Feng's army launched a charge and Fengli's troops were blocked from behind, it would be a disaster. Murong Feng's army would not have the chance to turn back, and there would be no way to turn back. The galloping war horses, thousands of soldiers, whoever stagnated halfway would be hit and trampled to death by the horses running from behind. They could only wait for the fate of massacre, just like on the pyro-niuyuan, Murong Feng's army had no chance to fight back.

This time, Murong Feng wanted to turn against the guests and take the initiative to invite these shameless people on the grassland. The crushing defeat on the Benniuyuan was a pain for his whole life. He thought he would never be able to avenge his shame in his whole life. He never thought that God would treat him so kindly and give him such an opportunity to avenge him.

He wanted to attack, but he could no longer bear his brother being slaughtered alive like an unarmed livestock. Murong Feng immediately started the attack without any hesitation.

He wanted to tell those shameless people that heroes are heroes, and they must die upright. He wanted to use the most primitive, attacking, lethal, and magnificent hammer formation to smash these sinister and despicable villains and smash these ugly villains in the world.

Li Hong was still holding a huge handsome flag and following closely behind Murong Feng.

"Leopard, put away the handsome flag." Murong Feng turned around by chance and saw Li Hong's face flushed. He used his hands to hold the flag pole in his arms. Because the horse was fast, the resistance generated by the flag was no longer something that people could hold.

Li Hong instinctively shouted: "No!"

Murong Feng cursed angrily: "You idiot, do you know if you use the small flag at this time?"

Li Hong shook his head blankly. Murong Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him, pointed his finger behind him and asked him to look at it himself. Li Hong shook his head and looked back, and his face immediately turned red. Among the second row of high-speed running, the ten flag bearers each easily held a small red flag. The Murong Feng guards lined up behind Li Hong raised their thumbs at him, meaning to praise him, you are really strong. Li Hong hurriedly put down the flag in a hurry, and rolled it up while riding on the horse. Murong Feng turned his head and looked at him. Li Hong smiled embarrassedly at him.

The troops were getting faster and faster, and the soldiers' ears seemed to be deafened by the roaring sound of horse hooves. The war horses became more and more excited as they ran, and their four hooves gradually began to rise into the air.

Feng Lie rode on the horse excitedly, constantly urging his men to line up. The cavalry on the mountain had already begun to speed up and rushed towards the assembly ground at the foot of the mountain. The sound of gathering, lineup, and preparation sounds were heard.

Feng Lie did not expect that Murong Feng rushed towards him directly at the fastest speed and with the least imaginative formation. Feng Lie saw his army still setting up a formation, and couldn't help but be as anxious as an ants on a hot pan. He knew that if he didn't charge, he would immediately lose the opportunity to speed. But the right wing troops were still lined up, and the rear army was still on the mountain.

"Blow the trumpet again and tell the other party that we are the NiuTou Tribe and are reinforcements." He still didn't believe that Murong Feng would see through his plan, and luckily thought that Murong Feng was not in this team. So he asked to blow the trumpet again to see if he could delay the other party.

The horn hand blew again.

Murong Feng's ears were filled with howling wind, and the thunderous horse's hooves were galloping. He could not hear the sound of trumpets blowing from two miles away.

Murong Feng raised his hand and waved it hard. The horn soldiers behind him immediately blew the acceleration trumpet, and then more than a dozen horn trumpets were blown at the same time. All the cavalry leaned over and leaned on the horse's back, leaning forward in their center of gravity to reduce resistance. The speed accelerated again.

Feng Lie's face was a little wrong. He shouted to the horn soldiers loudly: "Blow the charge!"

A thousand-man commander beside him screamed, "Sir, the right wing troops have not been lined up yet."

"No matter what, order them to attack with this loose formation. If they don't charge, we will be killed by someone."

At this time, the charge had already sounded "Woo... Woo..."

Feng Rift rushed to the forefront of the troops like a whirlwind under his command. He raised the spear in his hand, looked back and shouted: "Huhh..."

The soldiers picked up their weapons one after another, raised them over the top, and responded loudly: "Huhh..."

Feng Lie used all his strength and waved his gun again, and the soldiers roared again: "Huh..." The sound was like thunder, and it exploded again over the small Jutun.

On the battlefield northwest of Jutun, Tielang and the others were so happy. Some soldiers were already shouting happily: "Come, come..." Because the main force was probably coming soon, Tielang did not organize his forces to launch an annihilation attack on the enemies in the remaining three encirclements, but strengthened the encirclement.

Gongsun Hu was pulled into a trapezoidal defensive formation they temporarily pieced together with small formations. Two soldiers helped Gongsun Hu take off his shirt and used a knife to help him dig out the arrows trapped in the flesh. The enemy seemed to be shocked by the continuous shouts in the southwest direction, and the offensive momentum was obviously weakened. The assault front and rear troops together had only more than 700 soldiers left. They took advantage of the slowdown of the enemy's attack rhythm and immediately collected weapons and re-arranged the formation, preparing to wait for the main cavalry to rush over to prevent accidental injury and dispersion of the formation. A flag-holder suddenly took off the flag from the horse's back, stood him up again, and inserted it firmly on the ground.

Fengkai's army began to move and began to accelerate. Fengkai's whole body was almost lying on the back of the horse. The oncoming wind blew violently, making Fengkai unable to open his eyes at all. He had to put his head on the side of the horse's neck. He saw that his subordinates could not resist the strong wind caused by the high speed, and basically had their heads and minds tilted. Fengkai thought of a fatal problem. Today's wind direction was very unfavorable to his cavalry, and the wind seemed to be strong now.

He gave up and accelerated again. If he accelerated again, the soldiers would probably not even shoot arrows.

The distance between the two sides is five hundred steps.

The speed of the cavalry of Murong Feng's army of cavalry had basically reached its limit. Countless horse hooves rose and fell on the weedy fields, and the weeds and muds they brought danced in the air. When the troops crossed, there was no erect green grass and large shrubs on the fields, and some of them were just a mess.

Tielang and several subordinates stood on the edge of the battlefield, looking at the two armies running at high speed in the field. It was unclear why the general did not come to support them, but instead attacked the Fengli Army that should be here to support. The three messengers rushed towards Tielang and the others at the fastest speed. Murong Feng was careful that they were trapped inside the battlefield and could not convey the instructions, so he specially sent three people to go at the same time. As a result, the three were very lucky and saw Tielang from afar.

Tielang was shocked. Feng Lie betrayed Murong Feng. Impossible. Feng Lie once saved Murong Feng on the battlefield, and Murong Feng also saved Feng Lie. The two were life-and-death friends. Why did Feng Lie betray Murong Feng? Be an official? He didn't even want the position of general given to him by Tan Shihuai. For wealth? His Niutou tribe is famously wealthy among the Xianbei tribe. What reason does he have to betray Murong Feng? In the Xianbei, he was the only one who publicly supported Murong Feng's rebellion and has been sponsoring Murong Feng. Four or five thousand troops have no money to drink Northwest Feng. Will he betray Murong Feng? Unless he is crazy.

Iron Wolf no longer had the intention to pay attention to the battlefield in the southwest. He looked at the two gradually approaching troops in the distance, felt the slight vibration from the ground, and listened to the thunderous roar of horse hooves, his mood was extremely heavy, without the excitement before the war, and without the hope of defeating the enemy. A pair of famous Xianbei people broke up, fought, fought, and died. This was a kind of sadness for the Xianbei people.

"Tell Gongsun Hu and Duan Song that they will stick to the waiting for assistance. Send orders to attack the right encirclement." Tielang issued an order, and turned his horse's head and assembled troops to the center of the battlefield.

The two sides are three hundred steps apart.

The Fengkai troops were moving forward at a constant speed. Fengkai was very sad. Why did he lose to Murong Feng every time at the critical moment? This time, the game of steadily winning seemed to have a problem. Murong Feng saw through his plan at the most critical moment and failed. As a result, he had a serious passive effect. Not only did the troops not complete the assembly, but he was also forced to face the challenge by Murong Feng, and he did not even help the wind in the sky. Fighting against the wind is really a way to die. Just die. What is the meaning of living?

"Go ahead at full speed..." Feng Li shouted loudly.

The sound of the horn broke through the huge roar and passed one after another. The speed of the troops' mercedes suddenly accelerated. The whimpering sound of the war horses was clearly audible.

Fengli's subordinates hurriedly reminded him, "Sir, the wind is too strong, it will affect the arrow."

Feng Lie laughed wildly: "Don't ejaculate anymore. Kill!"

The two sides are two hundred steps apart.

Murong Feng had already seen that the wind cracked army was coming towards the wind. The strong wind caused by the high speed had seriously affected the speed of the troops' movement, and the tactical reaction would be greatly affected. Similarly, the strong wind would also make the wind cracked soldiers slow to react during battle.

He suddenly made a decision. In order to ensure speed and the power of this hammer array, he canceled the shooting of the arrow array. Speed, speed, and speed. The horn soldier sent a message.

The two sides were a hundred steps apart. Neither side could wait for the terrifying rain of arrows. The soldiers on both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Both sides were fifty steps apart. Murong Feng and Feng Lie saw each other at the same time. Neither of them had anger or hatred in their eyes. Some were sad.

The soldiers with the wind crack suddenly became frightened, as if they saw the God of Death suddenly rushing out of the opposite team and showing a miserable smile to them.

The hammer formation is not like an iron hammer at all, but a hundred bloodthirsty tigers with bloody mouths waiting for people. There are two hundred cavalry in a row, two hundred cavalry in a row, and one group of two cavalry in a row, and only one horse can pass by in a longitudinal distance. At high speed, if you don't want to directly hit the soldiers of two cavalry in a group directly opposite, you will be forced to enter the 100 passages. The passage is 600 steps long. The soldiers in the passage will use various weapons to mercilessly kill the enemy soldiers. However, each two cavalry in a group can effectively protect the soldiers from their left and right directions, keep their lives, and kill the enemy.
Chapter completed!