Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 786 The wolf is coming, it is coming!
"what happened?"

"The battle formation was washed away!"

Murong Hong, who was rushing for his life in the battle formation, never expected that the tight battle formation was not torn apart at all, but torn apart abruptly from the middle!
What kind of cavalry attack, what flank attack, I don't care about it, and I don't pay attention to this at all.

In the face of the frenzied killing, tactics are not important at all. Murong Hong should feel lucky. So far, he has no idea that these Diqin warriors who seem to have been beaten with blood, their target is actually General Murong himself.

If he found out, I am afraid he would be so frightened that he fell off his horse and was trampled to death by the chaotic army!

"General Yang, look, that person looks like Murong Hong!" A soldier noticed Murong Hong's figure and immediately reported.

The layout is still not open!
General Yang has already made it clear that the merits of the battle can be given to them, and whoever kills Murong Hong, the credit will be counted.

Why are you still so ignorant, a big credit just flew away from your eyes!
Ordinary soldiers, in the end, are more loyal and simple, and they don't dare to be alone when they see the target, and they even have to report to the commander.

Now the opportunity has been given to Yang Baihua, right or not?

Can you kill Murong Hong?

Yang Baihua's killing intent was boiling. After killing more than [-] Xianbei soldiers in a row, he couldn't tell what his initial target was.

Only know to rush, only know to kill!

Kill whoever gets in your way!
Whether he is a general or a soldier, he will all die!

After a while, his face was covered in blood, and his vision was blurred by the blood. Yang Baihua wiped it carefully, and his eyes finally became clearer.

"Yes!"

"It's Murong Hong!"

Even if this fellow's face turned into ashes, Yang Baihua wouldn't make a mistake.

"Bros!"

"Come with me!" Yang Baihua roared, and Qin Bing rushed up like a wolf!
General Yang is still a decent person, and he has brothers in his heart. When he got this news, he did not hide it by himself, but shared it with the brothers.

The meritorious things will depend on their own abilities.

And where is Murong Hong now?
In the midst of chaos, I want to retreat but can't!

Yang Baihua locked him at a glance.

He rushed straight up, threw the spear to the follower, and replaced it with a long knife.

Close combat, or this thing works well.

Looking at the silver sword, Yang Baihua thought so.

There were still several layers of human walls blocking the place where Murong Hong was, and Murong Hong had turned his back now, trying to push away the soldiers who were blocking his retreat.

This scourge!

His weapon was not aimed at the enemy, but at his own!

Such a person is still the main general of the first army. I don't know if the soldiers of this group are particularly hard-working, or whether Xianbei has long since lost hope and has no generals at all.

Yang Baihua couldn't control much, as long as the people who appeared in front of him were all enemies, just kill them.

He didn't have to worry about getting the wrong target.

Seeing that he was about to approach Murong Hong, at this moment, the Murong Clan was still concentrating on retreating and was unaware.

Beside Yang Baihua, his entourage had voluntarily retreated behind him. Although no one asked them to do so, they still did it.

This is the rule in the military.

unbreakable!

Fortunately, they can believe that with Yang Baihua's ability, it is more than enough to deal with a Murong Hong.

Especially attacking from behind, there is almost no possibility of failure.

Beside Yang Baihua, his followers are trying their best to help him remove obstacles, so that he has no worries, and Yang Baihua will naturally not disappoint the followers.

He has raised the steel knife, and there is only one barrier left in front of his eyes.

It was a team of cavalry soldiers. I don't know if they were specifically following Murong Hong, just to protect him, or if they accidentally bumped into Murong Hong.

The situation was very chaotic, and the soldiers, whether they were Di people or Xianbei people, were all red-eyed.

Seeing a soldier with a different armor than his own, he pulled out his weapon and slammed into it. As for the final result of such a fight, no one had the spare time to seriously think about it.

As long as you can kill more enemies and save your own life, that's fine.

The cavalry fighters rushed forward with all their might, moving the front a little bit forward, and the infantry did not give in much. Although their combat effectiveness was inferior to that of the cavalry and their equipment could not keep up, they were also rushing forward and did not slack at all.

These Xianbei infantrymen are somewhat different from ordinary infantrymen. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are rich in experience. Compared with the infantrymen of other tribes, their equipment is quite sophisticated.

Except for the Xianbei soldiers that Murong Chui took away, the current group of Xianbei soldiers at the foot of Yecheng is the most powerful.

As long as they are given enough time and enough battlefields, there is almost no fortress that they cannot break through.

Therefore, if the city of Ye could not be taken down, then there was a problem with the general, in other words, there was a problem with Murong Hong.

Although, he has always had problems.

Totally embarrassing.

Yang Baihua gradually approached Murong Hong, and the cavalry standing between them was either killed, or ran to chase and kill other Di Qin cavalry.

In short, Yang Baihua's goal gradually became clear.

He raised the long knife above his head and took a deep breath.

kill!
Yang Baihua did not deny that it was also his wish to kill Murong Hong.

Although Murong Hong was relatively easy to fight in battle, he was considered one of the enemy's main generals no matter what, and the credit for killing him would naturally be huge.

He can also straighten his waist in front of Fu Pi.

In the future, if nothing else, in the city of Ye City, Yang Baihua's position will be more stable and even prosperous.

Today, Di Qin's imperial court cannot be counted on. Although the Di brothers are still working hard to maintain the power of the dynasty, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this once powerful and mighty dynasty has completely collapsed.

In the future, there may be two endings.

One, of course, is the worst. Di Qin completely collapsed, and the Di people were scattered and crippled gradually.

The other is the luck of the misfortune.

Although Di Qin was not able to recover from its heyday, but by gathering strength, shrinking the territory, still occupying a small area, and establishing a small court, it was finally possible for the Di people to have a place to live.

Right now, Yang Baihua's heart was thinking like this.

Establish a small imperial court, in exchange for a prominent identity and fame.

So, he strikes!
The target Murong Hong!
This idiot is the most suitable, to complete his journey of making a fortune and establishing a career in Yang Baihua.

Murong Hong only cared about escaping for his life, but did not notice that the danger behind him was gradually approaching.

Yang Baihua's chance has come!

This is almost the best chance for him to turn over and succeed. After passing this village, there will be no such shop!
However, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, full of all kinds of unimaginable possibilities.

As long as it's not until the last second, you may not have imagined that the ending will be like that.

In this chaotic Yecheng battlefield, can Yang Baihua get what she wants?

Can his little mantis catch the cicada in his dreams?

Is there a oriole waiting for the opportunity behind him?
The time is ripe, Yang Baihua is about to start, and the followers around him are also ready, clenching their weapons.

However, right now!

In the nick of time!
The accident still happened!
"What... what's going on?"

"Why go back?"

The first person who discovered the abnormality was Yang Baihua's entourage. The Di Qin soldiers, who had been going very well, planned to attack Huanglong and harass the Xianbei tent on Songfeng!

At the beginning, the battle was beautiful and smooth. Under the cover of the flying arrows on the tower, although the Qin soldiers were not dominant in general, they were still full of confidence and could deal a heavy blow to the Xianbei people. .

However, it seems that they have been fighting against the wind for a long time, and they are a little dazed.

Is Yecheng's current enemy only one share?

Do Xianbei people only have one?

If the strength of the Xianbei people is only a little bit, why does Fu Pi travel thousands of miles and invite the Jin army to help out?

Qin Bing, who had already attacked halfway, suddenly found that their battle formation had a tendency to compress towards the middle.

And it was the new enemy that caused this strange situation!

Murong Chui!
"Is that the Xianbei Army?"

Yang Baihua put down her treasured knife and watched Murong Hong slip away from his eyes. Then, another discovery shocked him too late to regret.

The entourage nodded: "It is indeed the Xianbei Legion." Although the soldiers did not know what the famous Murong Chui looked like, they could recognize the armor and dress of the Xianbei Legion.

It is definitely the Xianbei Army!
"How did they get ahead of us?"

"Could it be that we were outflanked?" The first thing the followers thought of was this possibility, and they panicked.

The number of them who came out was not very large. If they were copied by the Xianbei people, wouldn't this become a sandwich meat pie?
But how is it possible?

The number of Xianbei legions is indeed considerable, but according to the observation just now, most of them remained in the tent and did not rush down the mountain.

Where do these people come from?
The followers were momentarily stunned by the situation in front of them.

"Murong Chui!"

"It's Murong Chui's reinforcements here!"

"broken!"

Yang Baihua let out a roar, which immediately woke everyone up.

Murong Chui, that terrifying enemy arrived on schedule, the soldiers may not know him, but Yang Baihua is impossible not to.

That mighty and majestic appearance, with a long scar running through his face, is impossible to recognize even if he wants to.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even people who couldn't recognize Murong Chui would definitely not recognize the army he brought out.

The combat effectiveness is incredible, and the morale of the soldiers is even more screaming.

As long as you see such a well-trained teacher of tigers and wolves, especially those from Xianbei, there is no doubt that it must be brought out by Murong Chui.

And his army is already here, can his deity still be far away?

"not good!"

"Murong Chui is here, hurry up!"

Seeing Murong Chui, Yang Baihua immediately realized that something was wrong, and the first thing that came to her mind was to turn around and run.

However, if you want to run, it is not so easy.

The Xianbei Legion had already crossed the Yecheng city gate to outflank, and at this time, Yang Baihua could see how many people Murong Chui's subordinates actually had.

The mighty army marched towards Ye City without stopping. Suddenly, there were 3 to [-] people!
so many people!

Is Murong Chui here to support, or to grab territory?
Under the pressure of such a large army, Di Qin's army is equivalent to being double-teamed. However, what is even more frightening is that Qin soldiers have already discovered Murong Chui. What about Xianbei people?

What about Murong Hong and Murong De?
Can they still not recognize their own people?

Murong Hong, who was already about to flee in embarrassment and lost his face, suddenly turned around, saw the familiar flag, and immediately became stubborn.

Murong's little hammer!
You are finally here!
Count your old boy acquaintances!
His own family was of course the most familiar. In the chaotic crowd, Murong Hong saw Murong Chui's figure at a glance.

Particularly accurate.

No need to run away!
"Uncle, Hong'er is here!"

No matter what generation he was originally, in a word, he was of the uncle generation. Murong Hong threw off his horsewhip and dashed for a while.

I'm running to you!
Small hammer!
Murong Hong had a hunch that as long as he could merge with Murong Chui, his life would be guaranteed.

Wearing a red tassel pocket-sun on his head, wearing a tiger-bent armor, holding a spear of two feet in his hand, he rode a steed of robbery and black, galloping under his crotch.

Although Murong Chui was old, his fighting power was still arrogant, and his prestige had become a legend in the north and south.

When he appeared on the battlefield, he was the most watched existence.

Even the bows and arrows of the enemy army went around him.

Fu Pi on the tower was furious and slammed the walls of the parapet, wishing to push all these blind archers down!

"How do your eyes grow?"

"Can't you see my instructions?"

Of course, Fu Pi knew Murong Chui, and he would never forget his appearance when he turned into ashes. Murong Chui had just appeared within the range of Ye City when Fu Pi discovered him.

Immediately instructing the archer, he desperately shot arrows at Murong Chui.

Not only the archers were scolded by Fu Pi, but also the cavalry and infantry who were out in the assault did not receive any praise.

Fu Pi scolded and blamed them for not finding Murong Chui's trace earlier?
Why couldn't he stop him from Yecheng?

Not to mention the archers for the time being, the other arms are considered unjustly dead.

They didn't receive such an order at first, and the biggest enemy at the moment was the [-] elite soldiers led by Murong Hong.

They were doing their best to fight with Murong Hong, how could they have imagined that another group of people sprang from behind.

As a general, Fu Pi can't be a prophet, so how can he ask others?
Everyone has complaints in their hearts, but they dare not explain.

Who dares to explain?

Who is not afraid of Fu Pi's power?

So, he could only hold his breath and let him scold.

Since it is not blocked, it can only find another way.

Fu Pi was not a dead brain either. He immediately directed the archers to shoot arrows wildly at Murong Chui in the crowd.

Busy and happy, pitiful these archers, manipulated by his blind command, will aim at this person for a while, and aim at that person for a while, and they will not be able to settle down for a moment.

Shooting like this, let alone Murong Chui, who is brave and good at fighting, is just an ordinary cavalryman, and it is difficult to shoot.

(End of this chapter)