On the top of the mountain, there was a blazing fire. Between the heaven and earth, it was like a huge torch, illuminating the surroundings.

The sound of war horses neighing and crying were heard all the time, shaking all over the world, as if completely awakening the sleeping mountains and rivers in the night!

These sounds gathered in one place. Through the mountains, it was like a dragon circling through the mountains, roaring and roaring, revealing its minions, and turning this white-shrouded world into a bloody world!

In the valley, Zhibisli stood on a high place, his face was as cold as ice, and his personal guards were blowing the horns over and over again. It was the order of gathering troops.

In fact, there is no need for such a horn to order the troops to gather in such a movement.

In the valley, all the camped green wolf cavalry were alarmed, and they all wore armor and spears, and emerged from the tabernacle. The ten-husbands shouted a loud order to gather, and the centurion raised the flag of the hundred-man team, and the ten-husbands gathered under the banner.

The elite level of the Qinglang Cavalry, directly under the Zhibi family, appeared at this time. At night, the sudden attack was encountered. In such a situation on the mountain, the people who were camping at the foot of the mountain did not dissipate in panic. They immediately stood up and gathered, preparing to wait for the order, and then climbed the top of the mountain in the wind and snow to launch a counterattack!

Everyone's eyes looked at Zhibisili.

And Zhibisili stood on a pile of snow, his heart was as painful as hell.

In Renwu Village, three Green Wolf Cavalry and Hundreds were stationed, one or two hundred slave soldiers, and three or four hundred war horses. Plus some food and fodder.

This number is really big, which squeezed Renwu Village full of it, and there was no mobile space for the guards in the village. These people could not be expanded at all. However, the Green Wolf Cavalry, from top to bottom, all guaranteed Zhibisli's chest that at such a short time and in such weather, it would be impossible for Heng'an Yingyang soldiers in Yunzhong City to counterattack. Here in Renwu Village, it is as easy as Mount Tai.

Zhibisli knew that the morale of the Green Wolf Cavalry was not very high when he attacked this time. The weather was so fierce that he wanted to go to Renwu Village to take a rotation and rest. Although it felt a little inappropriate, as the young clan leader who had just lost his master under Yunzhong City, he was somewhat lacking in confidence to suppress these elite Green Wolf Cavalry who were used by his father and uncle.

After all, Zhibihe was old and could not endure the hardship here. Moreover, the front line was not suitable for the person with the identity of Khan, so he turned back. The right to decide to preside over the war here fell on Zhibisli, who had insufficient resources.

All the reasons together made Zhibisli not stick to his unclear premonition, and blocked Renwu Village into a place like a large ant nest.

But now, all the vague premonition of Zhibisli's vague premonition came true, and hundreds of elite troops in Renwu Village were ruined in front of him!

At this moment, Zhibisli felt that blood was pouring over his head, as if it could explode at any time. He wished he could die with his own son in Renwu Village, so as to avoid being embarrassed to live in the world!

In the valley, there are six Green Wolf Cavalry Hundreds, two of which belong to Zhibi Luoluo. The other four belong to Zhibihe. Zhibisli does not have the Green Wolf Cavalry under his tent. Originally, these Hundreds were assigned to Zhibisli for command, and in the future, they also mean that they would use this as the Green Wolf Cavalry under his tent.

Zhibisli has always been winning over them, and he is even a little merciful and ruthless. He is reluctant to give up the killer's marching method when they violate the order.

At this moment, the six hundred-man teams gathered together quickly, and there were three hundred-man team slave soldiers who were assigned to them. The Green Wolf Cavalry was all wearing armor, carrying bows and swords. The slave soldiers were thick leather jackets, with shields and spears.

These people gathered in front of the banner of Zhibisli. The eyes of Zhibisli were watching, as if they were waiting to see the young patriarch who had always looked a bit like a Han Chinese. What can he do at this time!

The cold wind whistled by the ears, and Mars was swept by the wind, floating and falling, and it disappeared by hundreds of gathered Turkic military horses. It also reflected the figures of these hundreds of Turkic wolf cavalry.

Zhibisli's blood-red eyes turned to the hundreds of people, and suddenly, he slapped himself in the face!

The slap did not hold back at all. In a blink of an eye, Zhibisli's face became bruised and swollen.

Hundreds of wolf riders held their breath and focused, just looking at the seemingly crazy young clan leader.

Zhibisli pointed to Renwu Village where the fire was burning on the mountain: "I know, it's all my fault! I, the young clan leader, cannot win the morale of your army! But after all, I am the son of Zhibihe, the thirteenth generation since the ancestor of Zhibi family moved to the foot of Jinshan and started from scratch! Now I will take you all the way up! At any time, I will rush in front, and if I die, I will die in front! If I die on the mountain and you retreat with your life, you will know what the outcome will be!"

Zhibisli suddenly pulled out the straight knife from his waist: "Who doesn't want to go forward?"

In normal times, the power of pride is as strong as a child of a Han family, elegant and cheerful as a child, and does not care. But now, it is like a green wolf with a burning heart, and every word seems to be squeezed out of the throat!

The six centurions stepped forward and bowed: "I wish to obey the order of the young king!"/p>     Zhibisli nodded fiercely and stepped forward. The old guard hurriedly pulled Zhibisli: "Young king..."

The old guard was also kind-hearted and was ready to replace Zhibisli and lead the counterattack. His battle formation experience and command ability are much higher than Zhibisli. Moreover, the generation of Zhibisli is not strong, so how can he watch Zhibisli fight to the death?

But suddenly a sword light flashed, and a wound suddenly appeared on the old guard's cheek, and blood instantly overflowed, and then it froze again. The old guard stood firmly and slowly let go of the hand holding Zhibisli.

Zhibis's strength was put into the sheath, and his voice was cold: "You respect my decision in the future. I am the young king of Zhibi's family!"

The old guard lowered his gray head and said respectfully: "Abide by the orders of the Young King."

Zhibisli sneered and stepped forward: "Follow me, either kill all the enemies, or die with me!"

The old guard took the banner of Zheng Bisli from someone else's hand, leaned forward diagonally, and suddenly howled.

Hundreds of green wolf riders responded and howled loudly, just like hundreds of hungry wolves in the snow. They saw their prey and were ready to fight to the death!

In front of Renwu Village on the top of the mountain, dozens of Xuanjia cavalry guarded the road up the mountain and arranged it into a small square array of four rows.

With such weather, such heavy snow, and such mountainous conditions, hundreds of green wolf cavalry counterattacks at the foot of the mountain can only counterattack along a limited number of roads. And this road is the closest. If the green wolf cavalry wants to save a few more robes at the foot of the mountain, they can only choose this road to launch a counterattack!

Above the village wall, there was a fire Xuan Armored Cavalry, still shooting rockets at the village. The village in Renwu had no ability to resist and could only squeeze together and burn it. The screams never stopped.

This battle was very exciting. But it was far from over. Xu Leke never thought of setting a fire in Renwu Village and leaving!

Xu Le's fangs were too sharp, and it was the turn of the Turkic army to come and learn about it.

At this moment, Xu Le was in the queue. In this terrain, if the Zhibi Qinglang Cavalry counterattacked, they could shed more blood!

Han Yuebuli stood beside Xu Le, and Han Yue turned around and asked, "Do you want to summon Quan Jinliang's troops?"

Xu Le listened to the sound of wolf howlings, gathering but not dispersing under his feet.

Xu Le smiled: "There is no need for them for the time being! Let the Xuanjia Knight kill someone first!"
Chapter completed!