Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Taking advantage of the first wave of attack, Aru Khan launched a cavalry attack.

The vanguard cavalry swarmed down like a flood, scimitars in hand, roaring and swooping down the mountain.

In an instant, it was like a tidal wave, the earth shook and the mountains were submerged in rolling yellow sand and dust.

But in a flash, Chi Shuo's vanguard rushed into the formation at lightning speed.

In an instant, there was chaos with horses neighing and people howling. The soldiers with swords and shields were knocked to the ground, rolling down the slope and dying under the iron hooves.

While blocking the arrows flying from above, Xiao Yan kept his eyes on the movements ahead. When they rushed within a hundred meters, he hurriedly shouted behind him.

"Liu Yi."

Liu Yi quickly lined up and waved the small flag in his hand with great force and swiftness.

The army immediately changed its formation.

The front-line infantry retreated to the two wings, and a team immediately rushed up from the rear of the central army.

Just this change in formation startled Aruh Khan on the hilltop.

"No, this is..."

Before he could react, he heard a loud shout.

"put!"

"Bang bang bang-"

Hundreds of muskets fired suddenly, and in an instant, a large number of Chishuo cavalry fell off their horses and to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The white mist of gun smoke was blown away by the strong wind and covered the mountains.

The cavalry who had managed to avoid the musket attacks continued to advance in an orderly and rapid manner.

The cavalry behind them were densely packed and continuously poured down the slope.

Seeing the situation, Xiao Yan immediately gave the order, "Zhou Nan, lead the Xiaolong Guards to attack the left wing, Xia..."

"careful!"

Two arrows shot towards him from above his head. Yang Zhounan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and swung his sword to block them.

"Xia Xuanjin leads the Qingyun Guard to attack the right wing." Xiao Yan continued what he had just said.

As he spoke, he drew out his long knife.

The sword is 12 feet long and 5 inches wide. The entire blade is long and straight, and it comes with a scabbard.

Use muskets for cover.

Xiao Yan held the knife in both hands and led a team of elite cavalry to cut in from the middle, rushing into the formation and slashing left and right.

A circle of iron armor was broken in an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the human head and horse body were broken and fell to the ground.

The "squeaking" sound of the sharp weapon cutting through flesh and bones could be heard even through the sound of gunfire.

The elite cavalry of the Di people also rushed forward without regard for their lives, as if they were possessed by evil spirits.

Yang Zhounan led his elite troops to fight in a roundabout way. The blade passed through the Di people's neck, and hot blood splattered all over his hands and body.

He spat at the blood, quickly cut off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it tightly around his palm, and swept the blade across, splashing blood.

He attacked quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, knocking down the Di people who were coming towards him from all directions.

The two armies engaged in a chaotic battle, with swords and spears clashing. In less than an hour, Chishuo's elite cavalry collapsed like a mountain.

On the hillside, the young prince saw that the situation was not good and looked at Aruh Khan.

"Abu, our vanguard battalion can't hold on any longer."

Aruhan looked down the slope calmly and said, "Don't panic. As long as we can pin them down at the bottom of the valley, we have a chance of winning."

He sat high on his horse, drew his scimitar and raised it into the air, "Bows and crossbows ready."

The soldiers on both sides had already set up their crossbows, and the arrows were also different from before.

Each arrow was wet, as if coated with something.

"put!"

Thousands of arrows were fired from the crossbows at once, and the flying arrows covered the sky like locusts, making the originally gloomy sky even darker.

Arrows rained down at a high speed, piercing through countless hard armors, and a large number of soldiers on the field fell to the ground in an instant.

Including Qingyunwei's main general Xia Xuanjin, almost all of them were killed on the spot.

Xiao Yan's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself, "Oh no, this arrow is poisonous."

He suddenly looked up and saw Aruh Khan's triumphant smile.

The terrain is currently unfavorable, and the enemy has crossbows and poisonous arrows. If we continue, the casualties will only increase.

"The Fire Gun Battalion is pressing forward." Xiao Yan called out again hurriedly behind him, "Zhou Nan."

Not far away, Yang Zhounan suddenly turned around and understood what he meant, and immediately turned his horse around.

He and Xiao Yan surrounded the enemy from both sides and went upstream along a steep slope. The horses' hooves shook, and loose stones rolled down along with the sand.

The young master's sharp eyes quickly noticed it and shouted urgently, "Abu, they are coming."

He drew his scimitar, turned his horse around, and said, "I'll go stop them."

"En'er..."

Before Aruh Khan finished saying "Be careful", his son Uqien rode away on his horse.

The current situation is gradually reversing, which makes him secretly shocked.

Buhabrin is surrounded by mountains, and the terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack, making it a perfect place for an ambush.

I didn't expect that this kid could break through the defense line one after another and even dodge the poisonous arrows from the crossbow.

More than half of the 30,000-strong army was lost!

Aruh Khan turned his head to look at Uqien who was fighting bloody battles, and thought of his eldest son who died in the battle.

Once upon a time, the Chishuo tribe was regarded as a dirty people with impure blood by other tribes on the grassland.

They were repeatedly besieged and attacked by various tribes, and after years of fighting, they were walking on thin ice all the way.

Although he could not be said to have unified the grassland, he could be considered a hegemon who controlled one side.

Until the feud with Daning began, both sons went to the battlefield before they were sixteen years old.

And the countless heroic souls who have passed away.

The word "guilty" can hardly redeem a heart of shame that has been soaked in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Putting these men aside, what about the wives, daughters and tens of thousands of herdsmen in the rear?

For a moment, Aruh Khan's thoughts became heavy and tangled, rushing to his heart.

The mountains, rivers and streams were shrouded in gloom, the wind was blowing fiercely, and the clouds were surging at a merciless speed.

It was as if to abbreviate all the mundane affairs of his life.

Aruhan was lost in the wind, his white beard fluttering in the wind, and he sighed to the sky.

"Does Changshengtian really want to kill me?"

"Your Eternal Heaven is about to abandon you."

Upon hearing the voice, Aruh Khan turned his head and saw Xiao Yan riding a horse and holding a knife in one hand blocking the side.

The armor was stained with blood, and the long sword was dripping with blood. Steam was faintly visible, but it was instantly blown away by the wind.

"Good boy, you broke through my defense in less than three hours. You have some skills." Aruh Khan said.

Xiao Yan responded, "You deliberately set up this formation to lure me into a trap. How could I let the Khan down?"

"Okay!" Aruhan swung his scimitar, "Today, either you die or I die."

Xiao Yan kicked his horse's belly, and Mo Kun rushed out suddenly, slashing at Aruh Khan with his long sword.

Aruhan raised his chin slightly and held up the knife to block. The knife was hanging above his head with a cold light. The force was so heavy that he frowned and bared his teeth, and his face turned red.

Out of the corner of my eye, those gyrfalcons were circling high in the sky.

Aruh Khan suddenly roared and tried to support the falling long sword with one arm.

Just when he managed to push up three inches, he was accidentally pushed down.

"when--"

The steel knife hit his shoulder armor directly, instantly creating a crack.

Aruhhan's head was buzzing and his heart was beating wildly.

Fortunately, he was protected by armor, otherwise, the shoulder would have been removed with flesh and bones.

He is over sixty years old, but still tall and strong. Unlike ordinary people, who become hunched and look like a monkey when they get old.

Few people can withstand Xiao Yan's full-strength attack. Aruh Khan is worthy of being the overlord of the grassland.

He immediately turned sideways and adjusted his gestures, swung the scimitar upwards, and there was another "clang" sound, and the long sword was bounced away.

Xiao Yan's eyes flashed, and he raised his sword high, swung it around quickly, and then swept it forward suddenly.

Aruh Khan blocked with his backhand, rolled up the long sword, and spun it several times in the air.

Fighting with one arm was tiring. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and his fingertips were bloodshot and black.

After a few rounds of fighting, Lian Zhan's arms began to tremble slightly, so he had to pull the horse away to provide some cushioning.

And Mo Kun pressed forward tacitly without waiting for his master to make any move.

Xiao Yan quickly caught up with Aruh Khan and galloped side by side on his horse.

Suddenly, he changed hands and swung the long sword out.

"欻——"

Aruh Khan's horse immediately shook its head and trembled, raising its hooves and neighing loudly.

The horse's stomach was opened and its intestines were scattered all over the ground, still steaming.

Aruh Khan screamed and rolled down the hillside with his horse.