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Stepping on flesh and blood, move forward.

After working hard for countless hours, Budugen was also desperate. Even he wanted to abandon the army and returned to Mobei.But it was too late.

"kill."

With an earth-shattering roar, Deng Aiyu Wanjun rushed out and stabbed Budugen with a single shot.

At this moment, Deng Ai was covered in blood, and his armor was full of horrific wounds. In order to reach Bu Dugen's body, he was seriously injured.

But at this moment, Deng Ai's eyes were sharper than ever.His gaze was directed at Budugen, with only one purpose.

That is to kill this general of the Xianbei people.

"kill."

At this moment, Bu Dugen had no intention of fighting, but he saw from Deng Ai's eyes that if he couldn't kill Deng Ai, he might not be able to leave.So Budugen gritted his teeth and stabbed out the spear in his hand.

"bump."

In the first round, the spears of the two sides were put together, and the sound of the blades colliding suddenly resounded.

Evenly divided, even Budugen had a slight upper hand.

"kill."

But the next moment, the light in Deng Ai's eyes became brighter, and a fiercer roar burst out from his mouth.Fearless and swift as a dragon, he thrust out his spear again.

"kill."

Bu Dugen had no choice but to roar again and deal with it passively.

"kill."

"Kill, kill."

During this coping, Deng Ai fought more and more bravely, and his marksmanship became more proficient, while Bu Dugen was eager to leave the battlefield, but became more and more impatient.

"Push."

Finally, without paying attention, Deng Ai's spear pierced into Bu Dugen's chest like a white rainbow.

"what."

A scream erupted from Budugen's mouth. At that moment, Budugen's eyes widened, bursting out with unbelievable light.

he died.

He actually died here, and at the hands of an unknown pawn.

How could this make him happy.

He is a general of the Xianbei people, the younger brother of the Great Shan Yukuitou.Enjoy unparalleled glory and wealth.But in the end he died here.

Died in a war that he thought he would win easily.

Budugen is not reconciled, not reconciled.But it is useless to be unwilling, because the fire of life is extinguished in an instant.

After a while, Bu Dugen completely lost consciousness.

"what."

After beheading the enemy general, Deng Ai erupted completely. Like a lion, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his voice was majestic, piercing through the world.

"General Budugen is dead."

"General Budugen is dead."

"Budugen is dead."

This voice quickly attracted the attention of the enemy and our troops, and the next moment, two completely different voices sounded.

General Budugen is dead.

Budugen is dead.

One full of fear, hopelessness.One full of excitement, joy.

The first thousand 480 eight chapters break the Xianbei

"General Budugen is dead."

"Budugen is dead."

When these two voices sounded, it was not only two completely different tones.Moreover, it directly led to drastic changes.

An army, especially an invincible iron cavalry that dominates the grassland.Really, really not that fragile.

When some Xianbei warriors were collapsing, more Xianbei warriors were gritting their teeth and persevering.But all of this persistence has a prerequisite.

That is, they can still see the hope of victory, the hope of living.And this hopeful connection point is Budugen.

The commander-in-chief of the army of Xianbei, the banner.

And now the commander is dead, and the flag is broken.This is tantamount to no hope.Therefore, Xianbei's military spirit completely collapsed at this moment.

It was shattered, shattered into dust, and when the strong wind blew, it immediately scattered in all directions.

The current Xianbei warriors are in such a state.They were on the run, and no one thought about this battle anymore. They exerted all their strength, steered their horses, and defeated in all directions.

But during the battle, surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, not every Xianbei person could escape easily.

"kill."

Especially when there is still a closed Han army in the rear.As a result, each of the Xianbei warriors became like straw, felled and fell to the ground.

One by one, row by row, batch by batch.

On this battlefield, the blood was completely blooming, trickling down, gathering into an ocean, a bloody ocean.

"Kill, kill, kill."

The Han soldiers were fighting and fighting with forgetfulness.Until, there was no longer a Xianbei warrior standing in front of him.

Either die or flee.Of course, tens of thousands of people cannot be killed in a short period of time, and most of the Xianbei people have fled.

But they escaped, and where could they flee?The surging Yellow River blocked their way.

These are just small fish, characters that can be hunted and killed after the war.