The wind and snow were still tight, sweeping across the earth. The large cavalry was also heading north.

These cavalrymen all wrapped their cloaks tightly to cover their heads and faces. They walked through the wind and snow, and the war horses hung their heads down. At every step in the snow, these mounts tried their best to pull out their hooves, which took more effort than usual.

This cavalry team was the group of troops after Liu Wuzhou's main force and Xu Le's troops merged. They were accompanied by rural archers. They had never stopped for a long time in Renwu Village. They immediately went north and looked for opportunities to fight with Zhibi's troops!

This time, Yuan Junwei was already the striker. Xu Le's troops were placed in the end to follow up.

In fact, according to common sense, Xu Le's troops are familiar with each other and have fought two battles. They should lead the way forward, investigate and control the battlefield, and Liu Wuzhou's main force will invest again. However, after Liu Wuzhou decided to go north, Yuan Junwei's troops volunteered, and Liu Wuzhou also agreed.

Everyone understands the truth during this period. Xu Le, an outsider, has achieved such a record, which makes Heng'an Armored Cavalry unable to raise his head. At this time, Heng'an Armored Cavalry must stand in front and earn back the face! It proves that they are still the strongest main force in Heng'an Yingyang Mansion!

Most people acknowledged this behavior that violated the common sense of military use, and even Xu Le was no exception. He had no intention of competing with Yuan Junwei. He honestly led the troops to walk at the end.

Compared with the Heng'an Armored Cavalry walking in front, all the soldiers and soldiers looked solemn and wary, for fear that the Green Wolf Cavalry would suddenly hit the wind and snow, and sprinkled out seven or eight teams of more than ten people, carrying golden drum horns, and sentry forward to detect the situation, and were fully alert.

The Xuanjia Cavalry team that followed him was much more leisurely. About half of the troops who followed Xu Le to fight for the vanguard were still able to fight. The rest were either killed in battle or injured.

These more than 20 Xuan Armored Cavalry were still in a peaceful state, not very nervous, nor completely relaxed, and naturally adjusted themselves to the most energy-saving state. They were still in a leisurely manner when they were moving in the wind and snow. When there was no one talking to Heng'an Armored Cavalry in front, they were just a difficult time moving forward, these Xuan Armored Cavalry warriors could occasionally chat and joke with each other.

Although the rise of Xuanjia Cavalry was short, the wars experienced by him have always been led by Xu Le, defeating the strong with the weak and witnessing all kinds of difficult situations. This time, the north attack was even a night attack, guarding the mountain pass, fighting on the road, kicking the camp, and fighting against the cavalry. They have fought all kinds of wars, and they are always facing the enemy with the advantage!

After such a battle, coupled with the original quality of the Xuanjia Cavalry, anyone who has experienced it and survived will grow rapidly. Compared to before heading north, it is a world of difference.

The other Xuanjia Cavalry who had never taken the battle looked at these robes that had gone north with envious eyes, secretly learning their every move, and hated that they were not chosen by Xu Le and that they had gone like this.

Han Xiaoliu is the one who regrets the most. If he knew that this trip would be able to fight so many exciting and fierce wars, even if he was holding his neck with a knife, he would force Xu Le to take him with him!

Everyone followed the queue and tried their best to preserve their energy and physical strength in the wind and snow. Only Han Xiaoliu rushed to the front of the team and then shook to the back of the team. There was no time to stop. His cloak was completely open, and his cloak was taken off, and he didn't feel the cold at all. The mount under Han Xiaoliu's crotch was originally a very majestic war horse. At this time, Han Xiaoliu's mane was soaked, but he was spitting out a long white air.

Everyone knows that this kid with a donkey temper is holding back his anger, and even Liu Wuzhou dares to contradict him, making him unable to get out of the stage. Xu Le did not scold him, and no one wants to provoke this kid.

Seeing Han Xiaoliu turning back with a tense face, the mount under his crotch was even more tired, and he was struggling to move. He had been with Xu Le, wrapped in a cloak to save energy, and was too lazy to care about his stubborn brother, Han Yue finally couldn't help it. He lifted the hood of the cloak and whispered hard: "Xiaoliu, look at your horse! The Turkic dog is here, what are you going to do?"

His brother finally made some sense of speech, second only to Mrs. Han Xu Le, and ranked third in Han Xiaoliu's heart. Han Xiaoliu muttered: "This is just a horse, not a war horse that goes into battle..."

However, the muttering was extremely small and I didn't dare to let my brother hear it.

Han Yue scolded again: "Come to me and hurry on the road with peace of mind!"

Han Xiaoliu drooped his head and went to Han Yue with dejected expression. After walking, the girl wrapped in a thick cloak with only eyes exposed, all had a faint smile in her blue eyes.

Han Xiaoliu arrived behind Han Jie, and was honest for a moment, and couldn't help it anymore. He leaned against Xu Le, who had been rushing on the road without saying a word, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Le Langjun, Le Langjun?"

Xu Le has been resting his mind immediately and saving energy. For the generals, once they fight, no one knows how long the war will last, and every energy must be used with cherished. After all, Xu Le is not a strong fight. Even in battle, there are small creations. When they go out again, Xu Le keeps his eyes closed on the horse's back, as if he is asleep.

Han Xiaoliu greeted him, and then Xu Le opened his eyes and shook his head: "Xiaoliu, what's wrong?"

Han Xiaoliu leaned closer with a saliva: "Le Langjun, what Turkic dogs are afraid of now is Xuanjia Cavalry, not Heng'an Cavalry. Le Langjun and Liu Yingfei talked about it, would it be better to use us as the striker?"

Han Xiaoliu patted his thin chest and made Dongdong sound: "Mr. Le Lang, then I will never embarrass the Xuanjia Cavalry for the outpost! Where can those Heng'an armor cavalry catch up with our Xuanjia Cavalry?"

With a bang, Han Xiaoliu had already been hit on the forehead, but his brother took action. The slap was so strong that he almost slapped Han Xiaoliu on the back of the horse, covering his head and feeling the sound of cymbals in his ears.

"Don't put the record of Le Langjun leading the team on his own! Even the entire team of Heng'an Armored Cavalry has experienced this battle formation. Can you still be worse than you? Stay honestly!"

Han Xiaoliu hugged his head and didn't dare to say anything more. He pouted and dragged it a few steps and sulked.

After Han Yue packed up his brother, he shook his head helplessly and said to Xu Le: "Xiao Liu just doesn't have a regular appearance... But Le Langjun, are we really watching from behind?"

Xu Le closed his eyes for a while and slowly opened it. Through the wind and snow, he looked at the two or three hundred steps ahead, isolated by the heavy wind and snow, and could only vaguely see some Heng'an-A horse riding horses on his back.

"Look first, look at how Liu Yingzhang fights, and you will know what Liu Yingzhang thinks. What are the plans to deal with the current situation!"
Chapter completed!