"Woo--Woo--"
Accompanied by the low sound of horns, the Huns' queue began to change rapidly.
Feng Changge also immediately discovered the Huns' movements. As the Huns' formation changed, a cavalry came straight towards them.
"Hahahaha, brothers, this is a great achievement, no one can steal it from me!"
Looking at the man wearing a golden helmet opposite, Feng Changge laughed and went straight to meet him.
The equipment of these Huns is obviously different from other Huns. Not only are the leather armors on their bodies uniform, but they also have iron protective gear on their shoulders, elbows, and front and back.
Moreover, their number was only about a thousand, and the challenge was already obvious.
The fighting on the top of the city was still fierce. Looking at the fighting below the city, Long Xiao's eyes turned red.
This was a fight to the death, but he could only watch.
At this moment, they still have their own battle to fight. The existence of Shuofang City is now not just a matter of life and death for them.
The snow fell harder and harder, and in just a moment, the sky and the earth were already completely white.
The Han army stood in the upper position and already had a great advantage. Although Borg had slightly more people, at the moment, the sky was full of wind and snow, and even the war horses were unable to run wildly.
Due to the speed of their horses, they were already at a disadvantage, but it didn't matter. Borg didn't care. In fact, he knew that he would die after all.
Even if he chooses to kneel down and surrender, he can only be mercilessly purged. The mark of the military minister Shanyu on him is too deep.
As long as he lives, the warriors in the tribe will continue to die, until the entire tribe loses all its vitality.
Rather than die in humiliation, he would rather fight gloriously against the warriors of the Han people on a battlefield like today.
"For the Great Huns!"
Seeing the distance between the two sides getting closer, Borg laughed wildly and shouted.
However, behind him, there were very few loyal warriors.
Everyone understood that they were sent to die because they were loyal to the Shanyu of the previous generation.
Borg smiled bitterly. It turns out that he didn't even have the courage to fight for it?
"But I want a fight!"
Feng Changge laughed wildly and waved the horizontal knife in his hand, slashing towards Borg's neck.
"Well done!"
Borg laughed wildly and responded. Although the two sides did not understand each other's language and although the two sides were feuding, this did not prevent the two true warriors from using their swords to decide the outcome.
The moment the horses crossed each other, Feng Changge ducked, turned the sword in his hand, and after colliding with Borg's scimitar, he turned around and struck again.
Borg immediately leaned back, dodged narrowly, and then pierced the faceplate of a Han soldier with a backhand knife.
Their scimitars were specially recast by the military minister Shanyu, and were mixed with iron essence produced in the Western Regions.
Although he was still at a disadvantage in the collision with Hengdao, with all his strength, he was able to threaten the weak points of the Han army's plate armor.
After all, they were recharging their strength, and the Han army had already experienced a fierce fight. Although there were some advantages in equipment, this time, the two sides were indeed evenly matched.
"The Han army is mighty!"
In a battle, two hundred soldiers were lost again, but Feng Changge had no time to grieve.
He did not choose to turn around and continue fighting Borg, but led his soldiers straight to the West City again.
Although the glory of the warrior is important, before that, he still wants to complete his mission.
"The Han army is mighty!"
"The Han army is mighty!"
...
Six hundred warriors once again entered the enemy formation. Behind them, Borg led eight hundred Huns in hot pursuit.
The Huns who were fighting head-on received orders not to shoot arrows at them, which gave them great convenience.
After breaking through the crowd again, Feng Changge shouted the war cry and threw the package in the saddle bag directly onto the huge siege vehicle.
The grease in the dozen packages immediately flowed everywhere. On top of the city, archers immediately fired rockets at the right time.
Along with the screams of the Huns, a layer of flames suddenly appeared on the huge siege vehicle.
After throwing away the package on his body, Feng Changge still refused to turn his horse's head and continued to charge towards the depths of the Huns' team.
He wants to fight a bloody path for the brothers behind him...
"The Han people are really a strange ethnic group..."
In the distance, Yi Pheasant, who was watching the battle, murmured in a low voice.
When they were weak, they could endure humiliation, but in just a few years, some of the Han people were already bold enough to massacre the Huns' holy land.
Originally, he thought that the Han people could only hide in the city and defend, but he did not expect that such a team of less than a thousand people would have the courage to charge directly into the army of the Huns, which numbered tens of thousands...
"Great Chanyu, Borg did not fight well, you should punish him!"
There was no expression on BOC's face as he reminded in a low voice.
"No, you don't understand, he is begging for death..."
Yi Xie's eyes were a little confused. Did Borg finally understand what he meant?
His close iron guards are almost dead and wounded now. It seems that after his death, he can keep his 50,000-strong army...
"Want to die?"
BOC said he couldn't help but frowned. He really couldn't understand it.
"You'd better not talk to me today, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but want to kill you..."
Looking at the snow and wind in the sky, Yi Zhixie suddenly said.
BOC was stunned for a moment, but then he turned and walked away.
"Da Shanyu..."
Seeing Bank of China's expression when he said he was leaving, several of Yi Zhixie's guards whispered reminders.
"A man like him who is full of conspiracy and conspiracy at heart cannot understand the pride of the Huns! If Borg is dead, let's postpone the siege..."
As Yi Zhixie spoke, he looked toward the northeast against the snow and wind, although it was still completely white there.
But he understood that Liu Deng had arrived...
The wind and snow got tighter, and the howling cold wind turned the blood on the armor into thin ice before it even fell.
The original black armor turned into blood red, and with the loss of blood, Feng Changge's vision gradually became blurry.
In a daze, he seemed to see his parents who had died long ago, and the king's head, which was all burnt.
"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the warriors are here to guard the four directions!"
...
Amid the wind and snow, the sound of the wind song came from nowhere.
"Boom - boom - boom -"
Immediately afterwards, the thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded again, and a group of black-armored knights appeared on the horizon.
At the front of the team, a Han family flag fluttered in the wind...
"Great Chanyu, Liu Deng's reinforcements!"
