Chapter 147 A great victory in the first battle!

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Zhou Huhou's roar sounded like thunder, and a thousand Xuanjia Army cavalry also shouted, "Kill the Xianbei dogs." The shouts soared into the sky with invincible momentum.

Boom! !

The horses' hooves were constantly trampling the ground, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, as if thousands of troops were coming to kill them.

The Xuanjia Army charged forward in a mighty manner, quickly closing the distance.

Wei Polu turned around and saw the Xuanjia Army brought by Zhou Huhou, with a bright smile on his face.

The Xuanjia Army is coming.

This battle is won!

Wei Polu's long sword struck Murong Yu's Fang Tian painted halberd, he took a breath and said loudly: "Reinforcements are coming, kill!"

The three thousand cavalrymen were in high spirits, and each of them counterattacked quickly and violently with their swords.

The large number of cavalrymen were once again as powerful as a rainbow.

Murong Yu and Tuoba Zhen looked shocked when they saw the approaching Black Armor Army.

Tuoba Zhen glared at Murong Yu and cursed loudly: "Murong Yu, you crow's mouth, you said you were going to conjure an army, and now it's really here. We finally have the chance to kill Wei Polu, what should we do now?"

Murong Yu's cheeks twitched, how did he know that someone else was coming to kill him?

He didn't expect it at all.

Murong Yu observed carefully while fighting with Wei Polu. After looking carefully, he found that although the Black Armor Army was coming with ferocity and although the man at the front carrying the hammer was strong, there were actually not many in number.

At a rough glance, there were at most more than a thousand people.

At the thought of this, Murong Yu suddenly regained his fighting spirit and said loudly: "General Tuoba, Emperor Daqian only sent a few cavalry to help. These few people are not enough for us to fill the gap between our teeth. We use these few people to save our lives. The situation is a fool’s dream.”

While resisting Wei Polu, Tuoba Zhen observed carefully and found that there were indeed only more than a thousand people. His eyes lit up and he laughed and said: "Emperor Zhao Shan of Daqian is really self-righteous."

Murong Yu said: "Our opportunity has come."

Murong Yu had lost to Wei Polu before and had been defeated for a while, so he was eager to make meritorious deeds.

Fang Tian drew his halberd and swung Wei Polu's sword away, retreated from the battlefield and said, "General Tuoba, hold Wei Polu back while I deal with the incoming Daqian cavalry."

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll be back in a moment."

"Murong Bu obeys the order and kills with me!"

Murong Yu directly left Tuoba Zhen behind and quickly ordered an attack. The war horses galloped and Murong Yu withdrew from the battlefield, leaving only Tuoba Zhen and Wei Polu to fight.

Tuoba Zhen scolded Murong Yu for being cunning and insidious, but he was unable to get rid of Wei Polu. Without Murong Yu to restrain him, he quickly fell into a disadvantage. He was attacked by Wei Polu again and could not get rid of Wei Polu's attack.

When Tuoba Zhen was entangled, Murong Yu rushed forward enthusiastically, and in the blink of an eye he was close to Zhou Huhou.

Murong Yu was excited.

He couldn't afford to offend a fierce and irritable old guy like Wei Polu, so why couldn't he afford to offend a mere rough guy with a black face?

Today, he first killed the generals sent by Zhao Shan to help, and then killed Zhao Shan's cavalry.

Zhou Huhou also noticed Murong Yu, and his eyes showed excitement.

Since Zhao Shan went north to Youzhou, Zhou Huhou stayed behind in Luoyang and had nothing to do. When they arrived in Youzhou, because there was no fighting in Youzhou, Zhou Huhou had no room to take action.

Now heading north to fight Xianbei of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Zhou Huhou's blood was boiling all over. He looked at Murong Yu who was coming to kill him. The moment he approached, the drummer's golden hammer lifted up and swept it, hitting Fang Tian's painted halberd.

clang! !

The hammer collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, making a harsh sound.

The force of the counterattack had no impact on Zhou Huhou at all, because he only used seven points of force in the first blow, specifically to test Murong Yu.

Zhou Huhou found that Murong Yu's arms trembled even though he had only seventy percent of his strength. It was obvious that he lacked strength. Especially when Zhou Huhou found out that Murong Yu was injured and could not unleash his full strength, he became even more confident.

Zhou Huhou understood clearly in his heart, and no longer held back his hand. With twelve points of strength, the drum beater and the golden hammer smashed towards Murong Yu with a roaring sound breaking through the air.

Murong Yu looked very confident.

He just fought with Zhou Huhou and used more than 90% of his strength. Although such a fight affected the wound, he found that Zhou Huhou's strength was mediocre and he was just big.

Murong Yu no longer held back, Fang Tian cut down the halberd with 100% of his strength.

At this moment, Murong Yu was even more excited. He wanted to knock off the hammer with his halberd, and then slash at the opponent's body to kill him and win.

The next moment, the iron halberd and the drum beating and golden hammer collided.

clang! ! !

The sound of impact was harsh and sparks flickered.

Murong Yu's expression changed drastically. Under the impact of the majestic and vast force, the tiger's mouth was further torn and bleeding, and Fang Tian's painted halberd was knocked away. The wounds on his body also opened further, and blood continued to flow out.

Murong Yu had not yet recovered from the shock, his pupils shrank, and he saw the huge hammer continuing to hit him.

boom! !

The hammer hit Murong Yu's chest, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Murong Yu screamed, feeling that his internal organs were shattered, and blood spurted out from his mouth. Under the impact of the huge force, Murong Yu could not steady his body and flew directly from the horse, falling to the ground with a crash.

After falling to the ground, Murong Yu's whole body fell apart, his mouth and nose were bleeding continuously, and he was already breathing more out and less in. Looking at Zhou Huhou who had defeated him, his sinister eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

how come?

How come there are such powerful people in Daqian?

Murong Yu raised his hand and wanted to speak, but the moment the words came to his lips, all the surrounding light disappeared, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

thump!

Murong Yu's arm fell to the ground, and his breath was cut off.

Zhou Huhou ignored Murong Yu who was already dead. After he hammered Murong Yu to death, he further roared to kill the Xianbei dog. The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army slashed with their swords, and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army slashed with their swords.

The sword fell, corpses flew everywhere, and blood splattered.

In a face-to-face killing blow, the Xuanjia Army defeated Murong's tribe and pushed them directly across.

The armor on the Xuanjia Army cavalry is very sophisticated and protects all vital parts. The war horses are also equipped with simple protective gear to ensure that the war horses are not easily injured. Under such a premise, the Xuanjia Army only needs to chop and slash, without caring about its own protection.

In addition, every soldier of the Xuanjia Army is one of the best in a hundred. They were trained bit by bit by Zhou Huhou and have very strong practical capabilities.

The swords used were all forged by Cao An himself. Each sword was extremely sharp, far exceeding the swords of ordinary soldiers.

Due to multiple factors, the Xuanjia Army launched a fierce offensive and was invincible.

Murong's cavalry fled wantonly, Murong Yu was killed, and Tuoba Zhen happened to see him. His heart trembled when he saw that Murong Yu was killed with just one hammer. Just because of the momentary distraction, Tuoba Zhen's movements slowed down a bit.

Wei Polu fell with one strike.

Ding!

The blade struck Tuoba Zhen's armor, slicing the armor and splitting the skin.

The blade drew out, bringing out a stream of blood.

Tuoba Zhen grimaced in pain. Taking advantage of Wei Polu's use of his moves, he roared and raised his gun to fight back. Wei Polu didn't think anything of it and raised his sword to fight back, but Tuoba Zhen fired a feint and instantly avoided Wei Polu and rode his horse away from the battlefield.

"Retreat, the entire army retreats!"

Tuoba Zhen shouted orders and rode away from the battlefield as fast as lightning, fearing that Zhou Huhou would catch up. As he ran, he also started to throw away the blame and shouted: "Murong Yu will be killed for trying to show his talent. The situation has collapsed. Retreat quickly."