The Huns' cavalry was getting closer and closer, and Guanfu could even smell the unique fishy smell on the cavalry.
"kill!"
A tall Hun cavalryman. Waving the scimitar in his hand, he rushed towards Guan Fu.
The ferocious expression on his face was clearly audible. He obviously saw that the armor on Guan Fu was different from that of other soldiers. It seemed that this guy was also relying on his own bravery, but he really picked the wrong person today.
"ha--"
Guan Fu suddenly shouted loudly and spun around on the spot, using his waist strength to move his whole body. The ink knife in his hand struck the soldier in the face with a huge force.
Guan Fu was already tall, and with the Mo Dao in his hand, the cavalry's horse was too fast when he reacted. He had no way to avoid it, so he could only face him with his sword.
It's just that the thin scimitar in his hand, how could it possibly defeat this thick Mo Dao?
"puff--"
After a muffled sound, the cavalryman and horse that rushed towards Guan Fu were split into four pieces. Scarlet blood splashed everywhere, and his intestines and stomach flowed all over the floor. Guan Fu stood there as if he was unconscious. At this moment, his whole body was covered with blood. Bathed in blood, he looks like a demon from hell.
"kill!"
The same thing happened again and again, and just one contact made the Huns cavalry a little scared.
They were already scared out of their wits today, and the Han army's crossbows left such a deep impression on them. They originally thought that returning to Ziwu Valley would mean they had escaped from the nightmare.
But I didn't expect that there would be such an army waiting at the entrance of Ziwu Valley.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Spin around and slash!
Spin again! Cut again!
A mere 1,500 Modao troops are like rocks standing on the coast. Let the wind blow and the waves blow, but I will remain unmoved.
After continuously repelling the Huns and three waves of attacks, Guanfu led the team and took three steps forward.
The shocking murderous aura and the blood constantly slipping from the tip of the knife immediately made those Huns cavalry tremble with fear...
"Hahahaha, the Han Mo Dao Army is here, this road is blocked!"
Guan Fu laughed wildly and struck the ground with the Mo Dao in his hand, and shouted at the Huns' queue.
"Mo Dao Army? Why have I never heard of this army?"
Yi Zhixie's face was livid, his eyes were red and he stared at the Bank of China next to him fiercely.
"King Zuo Guli, I have never heard of this servant..."
"Trash! A bunch of trash! Whoever can lead the team to break through this formation, I will make him the Great Protector of the Left!"
Seeing the pursuers behind him getting closer and closer, Yi Zhixie gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"..."
These were the Huns in front of him, all of them were scared out of their wits. They had tried it just now, and their swords only left a white mark on those Mo Daojun.
Except for the two eyes exposed on their visors, their entire bodies were made of steel. How could such an army break through?
As long as you dare to get close, you will strike with a backhand, and each one is powerful and heavy. With just one strike, both men and horses will be split in half. From the beginning of the battle to now, it has only been less than a quarter of an hour, but it has already been thrown on the ground. Thousands of corpses were buried...
What's even more horrifying is that each of these objects died in a tragic manner, and those who could survive with their bodies intact were already the lucky ones.
Most of them were chopped into four pieces by others. Faced with this situation, who would dare to go up and die?
The Ziwu Valley was right in front of them, but they couldn't get in...
The shouts of killing behind him are getting closer and closer. Do I want to leave my army and flee?
Yi Zhixie was so angry that he was trembling all over. He, the King of Zuoguli, had 80,000 troops. This time he led his army southward, and he was high-spirited all the way. However, in less than half a day, more than 70% of the 10,000 elite troops had been killed or injured. !
And not only that, if he doesn't make up his mind quickly, I'm afraid he will be made dumplings by the Han army soon. If he really wants to be surrounded by the Han army.
Whether it was the Modao army or the Han army's weird crossbows, it was enough to wipe out his entire army. If he died in the hands of the Han people, it would be an unprecedented shame since the establishment of the Great Huns.
"Come here, retreat to the forest on the left!"
Yi Zhixie gritted his teeth. This was the only way left now. If he didn't go this way, he would probably be wiped out.
"Hahahahaha, King Zuo Guli, my king specially ordered me to welcome King Zuo Guli here. How about asking King Zuo Guli to stay as a guest?"
Yi Zhixie had just turned his horse's head and was about to flee towards the mountains and forests, when suddenly a cavalry team rushed out of the mountains and forests.
An unknown young general was sitting on a horse, with a battle flag flying high behind him. Judging from the flag, it was a guest army sent by Liang Guo to support him.
In normal times, such an army would not be looked upon by Yi Zhi at all. Compared with the cavalry of the Huns, the cavalry of the Han army are simply a group of infantry on horseback. But at this time, there are The Mo Dao Army blocked the road, and Liu Deng was chasing after them. The only path on the left that could lead to Yunzhong was actually blocked by someone!
Yi Zhixie was really scared this time. There was only one road left on the right. However, if he went to the right, he would have to go to Yanmen...
If he leaves now, what will the army besieging Yunzhong do?
What's more, God knows, will there be anyone blocking me on the way to Yanmen?
"King Zuo Guli, we are willing to fight to the death to clear a bloody path for King Zuo Guli! Please also ask King Zuo Guli to treat our family well!"
Apart from the remaining cavalry, there are only 500 personal guards left around Yi Zhixie. These people have grown up with him and are the most loyal to him. Now they are the only ones who are willing to fight to the death for him. !
"The Great Huns will never forget you. If I ever return to the royal court, your children will be my children!"
Yi Zhi pulled out a dagger from his waist, cut his cheek, and swore.
"Thank you, King Zuogu Li!"
Seeing that the chariot team behind them was less than a mile away, the 500 personal guards began to cover Yi Zhixie and launched a suicidal attack on Long Xiao's army...
Yi Zhixie's eyes were full of anger. He had never been humiliated like this since he was born. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. He never expected that today, he would be forced into this state by a child with a yellow mouth. .
"Everyone, listen, the king has an order. Anyone who captures Yi Zhixie alive will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold and will be promoted to a third-level official! Anyone who catches his head will be rewarded with 5,000 taels of gold and be promoted to a third-level official!"
Seeing that Yi Zhixie's team was forced into this situation, Long Xiao laughed wildly and issued a crazy reward.
Yi Zhixie's heart was filled with anger, but he had no time to pay attention to Long Xiao at this time, because Modao Army had already sent out 500 people to cover up and kill them, and there was only one word left in his heart...
escape!
