NOVEL NEXT Chapter 47
Chapter 47 1 Move! Zhao Yun’S Bravery…
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puff! puff…
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Bleeding.
After a series of slight noises, the Wuhuan people who were fleeing in front of them fell off their horses one after another, and even the war horses that sat down with them also directly gave the hedgehogs their range.
Twenty-seven people!
In just one round of arrow rain, twenty-seven people were shot and killed!
At this moment, the Wuhuan people, who had fled farther, looked back and were so frightened that they were so scared.
The distance of two or three miles will be reached in an instant!
“Cavalry! The Han people are here…”
“The Han Chinese are coming! The cavalry is coming…”
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The herdsmen who were the furthest away when they discovered Baimayi had escaped.
As soon as he reached the range of the tribe, he began to roar wildly, his face full of panic.
“What? Han Chinese!”
“Damn! Boys, immediately take up arms and defend our homeland…”
“That’s right! You dare to kill our Tuoba tribe, kill them all, and let them come and go…”
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In the tribe, the earlier calm was suddenly broken, and the Wuhuan people shouted in shock and anger, and began to look for weapons and war horses…
Tap tap!
Tap, tap, tap…
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The earth shook.
On the far horizon, a white torrent swarmed.
White horse, white armor, white robe…
“It’s the righteous servant of the white horse!”
In the Tuoba tribe, someone shouted incessantly.
In recent years, the White Horse Yicong under Gongsun Zan has left a deep impression on the Wuhuan people.
Even many Wuhuan warriors who once went to Han land to loot still have the shadow of Baima Yicong in their hearts.
At this moment, seeing the most famous armored cavalry in Youzhou and Han, the atmosphere of panic is even stronger.
“To protect the elderly and children, all the men will pick up weapons for me, and gather for defense!”
At this time, in the Tuoba tribe, a bearded warrior grabbed the machete and roared angrily.
That roar sounded like a thunderous roar, and it started in the crowd, but it calmed down the panicked herdsmen a lot.
Obviously, the speaker is not low in the tribe.
At this moment, when there is a sudden chaos, it has become the backbone of everyone.
So, the old man and the child began to retreat, and the man grabbed his machete, bow and arrow, mounted the war horse, and began to assemble.
After all, they were nomads who were all soldiers, but in the blink of an eye, there were already hundreds of thousands of Wuhuan warriors riding on their horses, clutching their swords and staring viciously at the swarming white torrent.
Horses galloping.
Zhao Yun carried a gentian and silver spear, and was on the move.
At this moment, seeing the movement in front of the Tuoba tribe, a smirk appeared in those indifferent eyes.
Cavalry raid, if you can still prepare, then Zhao Yun, he can take a piece of tofu and kill him!
On the prairie, Baima Yi arrives in an instant.
“kill!”
In the Tuoba tribe, the bearded man at the head roared, and the warhorse under his crotch moved like a rabbit, then turned into an afterimage, and greeted him with murderous aura.
“kill!”
“Kill all the Han Chinese! Protect the homeland…”
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At this moment, those Wuhuan cavalrymen roared wildly one by one, grabbed the machete in their hands, and their eyes were full of fearlessness, and they saw death as if they were at home.
Behind them are their cattle, sheep, children, and women. At this time, let alone the cavalry of the Han people, even the Shura in hell, they cannot retreat!
The bravery of the Wuhuan people broke out vividly at this moment.
The Art of War: The Soldier Will Win!
Seeing such a group of Wuhuan people madly killing, Zhao Yun’s face was full of coldness, and there was no trace of fear.
“Fire arrows!”
Zhao Yun made a loud noise, and his eyes were full of killing intent.
At this moment, the soldiers of the White Horse Yi-cong bent bows and arrows one by one, and the warhorses under their crotch were still galloping.
call out!
call out! call out……
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A cracking sound started.
The gleaming arrow shot out.
At this moment, the Wuhuan people were shocked to discover that those Han people… could actually shoot arrows on horseback!
OMG!
That kind of splendid horsemanship and archery, even the Wuhuan Kingdom, which is famous for their horsemanship and archery, is a warrior of one thousand miles!
And the Han people… those soldiers actually know how to ride and shoot!
Aren’t the Han people not good at riding and shooting?
When the arrows that flickered with cold rays of light suddenly enlarged in the eyes of the Wuhuan people, such thoughts appeared in the minds of the Wuhuan warriors at the same time.
puff!
Pfft! puff…
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A smear of blood was in the air, like fireworks.
The Wuhuan knight rushing to the front fell down like a domino, and the warhorse under his crotch was also frightened and began to run wildly on the battlefield!
The striker was blocked, and the Wuhuan Knights finally formed the charge formation, which was instantly disrupted.
“No! How is this possible?”
“Those Han people…their riding…that’s impossible!”
“God! Changshengtian, tell me why this is…”
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On the battlefield, the Wuhuan people only felt that their past cognition was completely overturned.
Those Han people actually abused them with the riding skills they once relied on…
Those Han people who were not good at riding and archery are already on par with them. After having the invincible riding and archery skills, the future of their Wuhuan people…
A panic emerged in the hearts of the Wuhuan people, and they didn’t dare to think about it!
In the Wuhuan army, the bearded warrior stabbed an arrow in the shoulder, and he was shocked and angry in his heart.
At this moment, looking at the many tribal warriors behind them, they were in a state of disarray, and immediately waved the machete in their hands, roaring in exasperation.
“Damn! Everyone kills with me…”
“Your cattle, sheep, wives and children are behind you, and you will fight to the death!”
Suddenly, the cavalry raided, and the tribe’s survival was in this battle!
When the bearded warrior shouted, the Wuhuan knight who was quite flustered once again charged with his weapon.
Horses galloping.
The bearded warrior was murderous, and behind him, nearly a hundred cavalry followed closely!
Getting closer……
Zhao Yun grabbed the gentian and silver spear in his hand, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in Danfeng’s eyes.
Finally, hand in hand!
“die……”
The bearded Wuhuan warrior roared, and the machete in his hand was wrapped in a mighty force and slashed towards Zhao Yun’s neck.
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The gentian bright silver spear suddenly crossed the sky!
puff…
The blood gleamed, and a big head shot up into the sky…
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