The king of the three kingdoms dominates the world

Soon, all the throwing guns were collected together.The first team of soldiers stepped forward, each with five just to fill up.

"The first team of soldiers, follow me!" Zhang He personally led the team, pulling his horses and charging down, followed closely by a thousand soldiers.

The Death Battalion had already launched a charge, and at this time the distance was more than halfway.Each of them held a large saber, and under the leadership of Zhu Ling, their speed was getting faster and faster. With a final whoosh, the horses jumped up directly, like a hungry tiger rushing for food.

"Bastards, these hateful Han Chinese!" Shihuai Shihuai watched the enemy rushing down, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he drew out his weapon angrily.After struggling for a few seconds, he exhaled fiercely, and the saber was sheathed again.

"Madang Prefecture, I order you to lead [-] soldiers to block the rushing enemy army. After the king leads the other troops away, quickly withdraw to catch up!"

"No!" A muscular middle-aged general came out from behind Shihuai.He led [-] Xianbei to turn the horse's head and meet the rushing Shanggu soldiers without stopping.

"Kill!!!" Facing the [-] Xianbei, the Death Battalion showed no signs of fear. They roared repeatedly, and when they were only a few steps away from the enemy, they pulled the reins.The war horse suffered from pain, howled, and raised its hooves to step hard on the oncoming Xianbei.

"Ahhh..." The Xianbei soldiers in the front row immediately turned into underground souls under the iron hooves of the Shanggu Army.Xianbei behind was blocked by the dead bodies in the front row, and his speed slowed down.

"Brothers, follow me!" Zhu Ling looked back and roared, patted his horse and rushed into the broken Xianbei army formation, the whole person seemed to be desperate for Saburo, and the sword swung fiercely, no matter how many enemies were around him, he used the most direct method , the most violent, it can also be said that it is only offensive but not defensive.I saw him exerting all his strength and slashing horizontally, the speed was as fast as lightning.And all the Xianbei within Fangyuanzhang were cut off in the middle before they could draw their swords, and fell off the horse.

"Haha... Refreshing!" Zhu Ling took the time to wipe the blood spattered on his face, with a cruel grin on the corner of his mouth.The big knife in his hand swept across again, directly clearing out a vacuum.

As the saying goes, what kind of soldiers lead what kind of general.Zhu Ling was invincible on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Death Battalion were naturally extremely fast. They were like a pack of wolves who had been hungry for many days.

Zhang He led a thousand soldiers and charged down.Holding the spear tightly in his hand, after approaching the Xianbei army formation, he threw the spear and threw it.Followed by a spin to avoid.Not long after, he approached Xianbei again and threw the spear.

Soon, all five throwing guns were thrown.At this time, the Xianbei army formation has also been turned into a pot of porridge by the Death Battalion.

"Brothers, come with me!" Zhang He pulled the reins of the horse, drew out his weapon and rammed directly into the Xianbei army formation.

"Kill!!!" Under the leadership of Zhu Ling and Zhang He, the two cavalrymen crossed and rushed through the Xianbei army formation, and within half an hour, they killed a thorough.

"Kill again!!!" The two led the soldiers and plunged into the Xianbei army again.

Just now Zhang Yun took advantage of the enemy's unresponsiveness and led the soldiers to charge. Now that Xianbei has reacted, they have avoided the gang of killing gods of the death camp and turned to Zhang Yun, a soft persimmon!

Zhang Xi led ordinary soldiers, although it was not a problem to have one against two, whoever could hold the Xianbei who rushed forward was dragged in the formation before long, and the progress was slow.