Zhao Yanting Department. Zhao Mancheng was in charge.
It is divided into left and right sides in front of Wei Ru. The opponents are Wan Yanxian and Zhu Qishan.
Under the banner of "Zhao". Zhao Yanting was holding a pitch-black horse spear that was eight feet long, and he was riding on the horse with a serious expression. His whole person exuded a calm aura like a mountain.
"Report to the general. Princess Zhou has an order. You and General Zhao Mancheng are ordered to advance into the army and defeat the bandits." The messenger galloped over on horseback. After reining in the horse, he clasped his fists and saluted.
"Yes." Zhao Yanting nodded slightly, then raised his horse and shouted: "My sons, don't lose to the Goguryeo people. Charge forward and fight."
"In the decisive battle at Huanglong, the Han army will definitely win."
"We must win. We must win."
"We must win. We must win."
The Han soldiers all shouted loudly, and then like a huge stone, they quickly charged towards Wanyan Xianjun.
Under the banner of "Zhao". Snow Kirin Zhao Mancheng is dressed in white armor, exuding a gleaming white light in the light, with a snow-white horse and a silver gun in his hand.
After receiving the order, Zhao Mancheng didn't think too much. Zhu Qishan, who was just looking ahead, raised the silver spear in his hand and shouted: "Athletes, follow me and kill Zhu Qishan."
"kill!!!!"
Zhao Mancheng's soldiers shouted loudly.
Although his soldiers were mainly from Goguryeo, they had received some Chinese teaching on weekdays. Everyone can speak awkward Chinese.
The left and right forwards of the Han army rolled forward with unparalleled momentum.
In the Mongolian and Yuan army formation.
Under the banner of "Wu". As the frontline coach, Wu Canglong did not hold a weapon, but just grabbed the reins of the horse, sat astride the horse, and looked calmly ahead.
He withdrew his gaze from the battlefield between Jin Xuanyun and Long Qie, and turned to the "Er Zhao" military formation.
"Zhao Yanting, Zhao Mancheng."
Then, he looked at Wei Ru's military formation. He said to himself: "Ten fingers also have strengths and weaknesses. The powerful generals of the Han army. Zhao Mancheng, Zhao Yanting, Feng Chong, and Wei Ru."
"They are the main force in this battle."
"The rest are just foils."
"By the way. And Wu Nian."
Wu Canglong raised his head and looked at the Han army camp ahead. His eyes seemed to look past the tents and saw Wu Nian sitting on the high platform.
The so-called decisive battle means putting in a little bit of effort.
Which side's power is invested first.
And lose.
This decisive battle.
Wait until Wu Nian personally leads the troops into battle.
That's when it reaches its climax.
The Han army was defeated like a mountain.
Meng Yuan won a great victory.
Former army.
Complete facial features.
Under the banner of "Wanyan". Wan Yanxian held his own black iron sword and looked up at Zhao Yanting's troops in front.
A night attack. He fought against Wei Ru.
But Zhao Yanting's reputation was also well known to him.
"I've been chewing hard bones along the way." Wan Yanxian took a deep breath, then shouted out, "Kill!!!!"
"kill!!!!"
The soldiers under Wan Yanxian's command all roared loudly. Under the leadership of the general, they attacked Zhao Yanting's troops.
At the same time, Zhu Qishan also led his troops to fight.
A battle between four people.
The battle with Jin Xuanyun and Long Qie was different.
The four of them were all highly skilled and courageous, and they charged into the battle from the very beginning. Therefore, when the two armies fought, the four men fought together.
Zhu Qishan is holding a sword that is eight feet long. His black hair is mixed with a little white hair. He is no longer young, but his face is very rosy and his figure is majestic and majestic.
"Who is coming?" Zhu Qishan reined in his horse and asked, raising his sword.
"Silver Spear Zhao Mancheng." Zhao Mancheng responded, then rode forward and raised his gun to stab Zhu Qishan.
"Swish" sound. Zhu Qishan's tiger eyes flashed with cold light. He swung his sword and easily intercepted Zhao Mancheng's silver spear. Then he counterattacked and swung his sword towards Zhao Mancheng's waist and abdomen.
Zhao Mancheng squinted his eyes, and distracting thoughts arose in his mind.
My martial arts skills are unparalleled in Goguryeo. My martial arts skills were also among the best in the Han Dynasty. But among the tens of thousands of households in Meng Yuan, everyone has such martial arts.
The fighting nation truly deserves the title.
The Han Dynasty and the Meng Yuan Dynasty were like bears and tigers.
Goguryeo was caught between bears and tigers, and instead of protecting itself, it sent troops to the Yalu River.
Isn’t this self-destruction?
Zhao Mancheng put away the distracting thoughts in his heart, grabbed the gun barrel with both hands, stood it aside, stopped Zhu Qishan's sword, pushed it away with all his strength, and swept the silver gun towards Zhu Qishan's head.
When the silver gun moves, it is powerful and heavy, and the tiger and tiger generate wind.
The two fought together, exchanging thirty moves in the blink of an eye, but there was no winner. Regardless of their riding skills or martial arts, they are equally matched.
"Kill!!!" Upon seeing this, the soldiers of Zhao Mancheng's tribe were greatly boosted in morale and launched a fierce charge towards Zhu Qishan's military formation.
Although they had just integrated into the Yanhan army, Zhao Mancheng's leadership skills were too high. Their combat effectiveness was almost the same as that of the Han army. They were not weak against the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers.
the other side.
The combat effectiveness of Zhao Yanting's department is obviously stronger. The soul of Yan Han is burning. The elite Han army, like fierce tigers, rushed forward without fear of death.
They have no fear of blood and corpses.
Zhao Yanting, holding a horse spear, and Wanyan showed up to fight. Same as the battlefield on the other side. There was no winner between the two in a short period of time, and their moves were back and forth, extremely fierce.
Zhao Yanting was usually very dignified, but as he fought, he gradually became excited. While fighting Wan Yanxian, he shouted: "Mengyuan people, listen up. I am Zhao Yan, the general of the Qing Pinghou of the Han Dynasty. pavilion."
Wan Yanxian was very unhappy and shouted: "Today I will kill you, the Marquis of Qingping, and destroy the Han Dynasty. Let the Han Dynasty and the Marquis of Qingping only have one generation."
Zhao Yanting sneered: "You have to be able to do that. Kill!!!!!!"
The two used real fire and tried their best to kill each other, but they couldn't do anything to each other. The battle situation also fell into a stalemate.
Under the banner of "Wei". Wei Ru's eyes passed over the battlefield and he took a slight breath. Although the left and right vanguards are strong, their opponents are also strong enough.
It is difficult to win by relying solely on their strength.
Wei Ru turned his head and said to the messenger beside him: "Order all the generals except Feng Chong to attack. Tell them. Fight the enemy bravely and regain Liaodong."
"Yes." The messenger was also extremely excited. After responding, he called his companions to ride down together.
"General. Shall we attack too?"
Wei Polu's excited cheeks were as red as a monkey's butt, and he wanted to go into battle immediately to fight.
"Wait a moment. We and Feng Chong will be the last force before the finale."
Wei Ru shook his head slightly, then turned to look at the Han army camp. He thought to himself: "Of course. If we can win, then the king will not have to go into battle."
The power of the finale.
It's Wu Nian.
"Yes." Wei Polu looked disappointed when he heard this, but he still responded obediently. He continued to tremble with excitement, looking at the battlefield ahead with bright eyes.
Hundreds of thousands of people were hacked.
