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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five Fight to the Death(3/3)

"Hmm!" Guan Yu's face changed, and Danfeng's eyes suddenly opened, and he said sternly, "What, more than ten thousand cavalry!"

The horse siege said: "Yes, there are indeed more than 10,000 riders!"

"Where did Ma Yue have such a large army?"

The horse was speechless.

"Look at General, what is that?"

As he was speaking, a soldier next to him suddenly shouted at the vast snow field in front of him. Guan Yu looked back in shock and saw a faint black line floating on the vast snow field. In the meantime, the black line was slowly squirming~~ Guan Yu's two lying eyebrows frowned, and looked around with vast plains, and there was no danger of guarding!

"Form a formation~Construct a formation~~"

Guan Yu raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand high and rode his horse across the official road. The shrill roar suddenly rang through the sky~~ The soldiers who were panting and running forward hurriedly stopped and began to form a formation in chaos~~

A few miles northward, the faintly wriggling black line burst into pieces, turning into countless cavalry, with horses scattered, thousands of horses galloping, and snow splashing. Five thousand Wuhuan cavalry gathered on the snowfield into a torrent, sweeping over with the momentum of crushing everything.

Tens of thousands of iron hooves brutally hitting the cold snowfield, trying to break the whole world. The world was full of suffocating sounds of subway hooves. At this moment, the whole world was trembling and moaning~~ The Wuhuan cavalry ran wildly, their eyebrows were ferocious, their horn bows were already full, their sharp scimitar had been unsheathed, and their cold horse forks had been raised~~

Fight for the dignity of the warrior!

The Wuhuan people were convinced by the defeat to the wolf butcher. Even the leader of the Xiongtu Daluo, Lord Qiu Liju, died in the shallow water beach. Even the Kuitou King of the Great Xianbei was also killed in the Yinfeng Canyon. This is the supreme Tianlang God sent to the world by the ruler, and the mortals~~How can they resist?

In this world, no one can stop the wolf butcher from conquering the Wuhuan tribe, the Xianbei tribe, and the entire desert. The Wuhuan people have nothing to say, but this does not mean that the warriors of the Wuhuan tribe have lost the dignity that the warriors should have.

"Kill~~"

Amid the overwhelming shouts, more than 15,000 Wuhuan cavalry were like a group of evil wolves with ferocious fangs, roaring, spreading their sharp minions, and pounced on them fiercely~~

"So Soo Soo~~"

The sharp arrows filled the sky, and the sharp roars were endless. Tens of thousands of sharp wolf-toothed arrows rushed into the air from the Wuhuan cavalry formation, and intertwined in the air to form a rain of arrows from the ground of death, falling towards the Han army's heads~~

A terrifying murderous intent suddenly popped up in Guan Yu's phoenix eyes, and a shrill howling: "Blade Shield Hand~~Tree Shield!"
Chapter completed!
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