The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

That extraordinary momentum swept the entire dense forest, as if the wind and clouds were changing, and when the temperature dropped, the coming natural disaster was more like a big hand holding the hearts of all the Huns.

That is the feeling of life and death being in the hands of other people, extremely uncomfortable, extremely bad.

When Gao Zhi's killing intent was all focused on a single line, targeting a person, there was a "clack" sound from his throat as if he was being strangled.

Indescribable fear spread in his heart, as if the god of death with a sickle came to Jean, making every pore of his body filled with tense air.

With his mouth half open, he couldn't even scream, his eyes were about to fall, and he took a step back in horror, his limbs were cold and numb, as if they no longer belonged to him.

He never imagined that he would be so unlucky.

What's even more ridiculous is that this iron plate didn't intend to take care of them at first, but they were the ones who were greedy and bumped into it without fear of death...

Then, he raised his head and spit out a mouthful of hot blood, which was easily folded in half like origami, and fell to the ground like a shell, blasting a big crater.

Dust and gravel rolled.

"I said, those who stand in my way, die!"

Gao Zhi said indifferently, the state was casual, like meeting him suddenly while taking a walk after dinner, ready to drop by.

However, although he spoke in a light and slow tone, as if he had done an insignificant thing, the expressions of everyone who witnessed this scene became more solidified.

Afterwards, Gao Zhi charged again on his own, his whole body was condensed, and his whole body was like a glowing light bulb, continuing to charge without hesitation.

A person who has absolute confidence in himself is like an indomitable spear, will not retreat, will not be afraid, and will only flatten all crises ahead.

Of course, the spear will also be broken when encountering a stronger spear.

But at least, for now, another spear that can break Gao Zhi's "spear" has not appeared.

The gun wind swept forward with a terrifying momentum, and instantly pushed the Huns out of a gap like a big hole. The Hun soldiers who were standing closest were only touched by the fist wind, and they swayed a little. Unsteady standing, like being in a tornado!

Gao Zhi's speed has not been brought to the extreme, but he is still astonishingly powerful. When he swings his gun, a storm will inevitably arise, and the ground will definitely collapse after the gun is dropped.

"Storm, chill!"

Accompanied by the roar of chicken blood, Gao Zhi raised his right hand with the gun, and a thick white column of air stretched from his palm to the barrel of the gun, and then gathered at the tip of the gun and exploded. Everything... everything!Boom!

Under the attention of all the people, a spear stabbed out, and the cracks in the air continued to spread outwards. There was unprecedented power in the middle, and cracks appeared in the void. No matter who was in front of the gun along the way, they all fell down.

If you hit it, you will die, if you rub it, you will be disabled!

He vomited blood, and was either seriously injured and unconscious, or lost his breath.

The aura that Gao Zhi exuded with his own strength deterred the thousands of Hun troops gathered in front of him at this moment!

General Shenweitian!

I don't know when it started, the Huns exclaimed, and called Gao Zhi by the name of General Shenweitian. When facing Gao Zhi, these Huns began to swallow their saliva subconsciously one after another, and, The uncontrollable sweat also trickled down the sideburns.

Obviously, in the face of Gao Zhi's inhuman level of terror and destructive power, the superiority in numbers is a joke. These Huns have been scared by Gao Zhi.

Contrary to their mood, it was the cavalry under Gao Zhi's command.

The fighting spirit rose in the eyes of every cavalryman. At this time, the unruly Bingzhou warrior looked at Gao Zhi with awe, and he was in awe. Lien Chan Lian Jie, Gao Zhi's record and bravery had already conquered them .

Everyone's fighting spirit is getting higher and higher, and their tacit understanding is becoming more and more familiar. The distance between the lineups is getting denser and more orderly, and finally forms an attacking formation.

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Nine hundred and ninety-two Madman Muguier

"No wonder, this group of Han people was able to pose such a threat to us, and even almost disrupted Shan Yu's great plan." Mu Quer narrowed his eyes, staring at the defeated Hun army ahead.

Seeing those Bingzhou wolf riders and white horse followers who had already been killed and raised up, they chased his soldiers like crazy, killing and massacring, bloody.

At this time, while avoiding Baima Yicong's powerful arrows, those Xiongnu soldiers were in a panic, and were attacked by the charging Bingzhou wolf cavalry.

He couldn't even look down on those Hun Qingqi who were scattered by the blow.

Of course, at the same time, Mu Quer was also deeply shocked by the powerful combat power of the opposing group of Han cavalry. They Huns, oppressed by the endless cavalry army, seemed to be out of breath.

Muquel actually has a special intuition for danger, which is the so-called sense of battlefield in the legend.

This is indeed rare. After all, unlike the technology developed in the era of information explosion in the later generations, this was the case in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The method of information communication was backward, and the battlefield could only be judged by the battlefield sense of the frontline generals.

Therefore, every famous general on the battlefield is a war genius who has an excellent sense of the battlefield. He can judge the battlefield, weigh the pros and cons, and make his own choices.

Muquel could clearly sense where the elite of the opponent's army was. This was definitely not a simple elite, orderly, and at the same time cooperating with each other tacitly.

As an opponent, it will also be a tricky choice.

However, as Jebegen's trusted general, Mukuer, he naturally didn't allow himself to pat his chest in front of Shanyu, and what he agreed to, just like this became a failure.

In his eyes, the so-called arms and weapons crushing are just a joke, and the so-called one cavalry is even more absurd. His subordinates, those cavalry troops who are proficient in battle formations, will not wait in line for them come to kill.

The Xiongnu generals around him have long been accustomed to his indifferent and inarticulate character, so they don't care, and naturally no one will argue with him.

Anyway, at this time, they have no better way, talking more is useless, they can only wash it with blood.

Soon, under the mobilization of Muquel, those Hun soldiers began to form groups, and groups of cavalry were like ants, covering the not too spacious dense forest.

Muquel's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he slanted his spear and shouted, "Kill!"

The Huns cavalry no longer maintained a dense charge formation, but spread out to the left and right sides, and quickly crashed into the chaotic battle group in front.

Mu Quer shouted loudly, and he leaned on the high-speed galloping horse, condensing his black aura, and at the same time he stabbed with a big gun, a fierce and charging Bingzhou cavalry who was shot in the chest flew out, landed loudly and never died again. Can't get up.

"Kill them all back, these people have nothing to be afraid of, I kill them as easily as pigs and dogs!"

This snarl from Muquel obviously increased the aura of the Hun soldiers who were already defeated, and everyone was in a fierce and desperate posture.

At this time, the most worthless thing is human life, especially as an officer, killing a few soldiers at random is like killing chickens, without any psychological burden.

Under the leadership of Muquel, these Xiongnu soldiers marched straight in, and dozens of Bingzhou cavalry who had rushed over their heads in circles were swept away like fallen leaves.

The formation of the group of people at the forefront is slightly loose.

The cavalry ranks in the charge immediately suffered heavy casualties. The first few rows of cavalry, including men and horses, were beaten into blood gourds by countless spears.

Amidst the roaring and screaming, more cavalry rushed out of the queue.

In the field battle, the dozens of cavalry who hadn't had time to react were almost a one-off consumable under the tyrannical charge of the Xiongnu iron cavalry.

In the final analysis, although the Bingzhou wolf cavalry are elite cavalry, not all of them can block a thousand with one like Gao Zhi.

The elite of Bingzhou wolf cavalry is also based on the coordination of numbers, battle formations, and terrain. They are human after all. When they are caught off guard, they need time to form a formation. These Bingzhou soldiers are not gods. During this period, it was difficult for the defeated former army to reorganize.