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Chapter 932 Anyone who dares to offend me, this is your fate!

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    "Go to death for grandpa!"

    He Junan laughed, waved the Modao in his hand, and chopped off the horse head of a Wuhuan cavalryman.

    The maroon war horse had no time to react and had already been beheaded by the sharp Mo Dao.

    After losing its head, the body of the war horse still rushed forward a few steps.

    With one move successful, He Junan was even more unreasonable and unforgiving!

    He swung his Mo Dao again and slashed at the Wuhuan cavalry on horseback.

    The Wuhuan cavalry on horseback fell into deep fear.

    The war horse lost its head, so naturally it could no longer control its direction. However, when the two met just now, the speed of the war horse was still there. He could only look at his body helplessly, flying high, and crashing into the big knife in He Junan's hand.  !

    "Pfft¡ª¡ª"

    The thin leather armor could not give him any protection at all. He Junan cut him into two pieces at the waist.

    The colorful internal organs were immediately scattered all over the floor, and the smelly blood filled the surrounding air.

    A piece of intestine was still hanging on He Junan's helmet, but He Junan nonchalantly reached out and wiped the blood dripping from his faceplate, tore off the piece of intestine and threw it to the ground, then stepped on it heavily.

    The two sides just met each other, and nearly a thousand cavalry were killed on the spot!

    And the death was so cruel that almost everyone had their heads removed. This tragic scene made all the Wuhuan people tremble with fear.

    Unal in the crowd realized at this moment that Tuoba Xiong¡¯s death was not unjust at all.

    "Hahahaha, now that you are here, don't leave! Go to hell for me!"

    Guan Fu raised his sword and cut a Wuhuan cavalryman and horse into four sections. After discovering Unal in the crowd, he immediately rushed towards him with a wild laugh.

    Seeing Guan Fu coming to kill, Unal suddenly felt a cold sweat break out all over his body.

    "Block him, block him!"

    He subconsciously shouted loudly, but in this chaotic battlefield, his voice could not travel far at all.

    Seeing Guan Fu rushing forward, He Junan quickly led the soldiers around him to follow him.

    A group of people felt as if they were in no one's land among the Wuhuan cavalry. Everywhere they passed were corpses. The 20,000 Wuhuan cavalry had an advantage in numbers, but during the confrontation between the two sides,  Completely at a disadvantage.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In the entire Mo Dao Army, except for a few who were unfortunately knocked down by war horses and sprained their feet, there is not even a single injured in the entire Mo Dao Army

    They are like copper peas that cannot be steamed, cooked, or beaten flat. All the weapons of the Wuhuan people are of no use to them!

    Unless they charge with their horses regardless of their lives, there is no way they can cause any harm to the soldiers of the Mo Dao Army.

    However, just by looking at the cold sword in their hands, you can tell that this is simply a suicidal attack!

    If you are not careful, both men and horses will die!

    How to fight this battle?

    Because of the lack of information, they had no idea of ??the lessons the Huns had learned at the cost of the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

    So when they faced Mo Daojun in person, they could only use their own lives to make ends meet.

    Seeing the army in front suddenly burst into chaos, even King Wuhuan felt that something was not right.

    "Follow me and see what's going on!"

    "I have already lost thousands of troops. Is it possible that if I send 20,000 more troops at this time, I still can't destroy these Han troops?"  Tuoba Lie's mood suddenly became tense.

    "No!"

    With the sound of a low horn horn, the Wuhuan people's team began to advance slowly again.

    When the army moved forward for another three miles, the tragic scene immediately made all the Wuhuan people gasp.

    The three thousand Han troops were like evil ghosts seeking their lives, constantly rushing back and forth among the Wuhuan people's formation.

    Although they had an advantage in numbers, no one on the battlefield visible to the naked eye could block the Han army's sword.

    Almost wherever the Han army rushed, the Wuhuan people died!

    Tuoba Lie had blue veins popping up on his forehead. Is this still the invincible Wuhuan army?

    Over the years, although the Wuhuan people rarely invaded the border on a large scale, frictions with the Yan State occurred all the time.

      In this back and forth battlefield, the two sides have never fought like this.

    This is not a battle at all, this is already a one-sided massacre.

    "Your Majesty! They are going to be defeated!"

    Just when Tuoba Lie was hesitating about what to do, among the crowd, Guan Fu had already chopped off Unal's head with a knife.

    The general was killed, causing chaos among the Wuhuan people's formation. He Junan took advantage of the situation and cut off Unal's flag directly.

    On the battlefield in the cold weapon era, the big flag is the morale of a large army.

    Now that even the coach¡¯s flag has been chopped down, and there are bloody corpses everywhere, the Wuhuan people have no hope of winning.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mblly out. A Wuhuan cavalryman finally couldn't bear it anymore, dropped his weapon, turned his horse's head and ran away.

    The emotion of fear is contagious. The first one will naturally lead to the second and third one.

    Finally, the remaining Wuhuan cavalry followed them one by one and began to escape desperately.

    The decline of the Wuhuan people could no longer be reversed, and they were defeated like a mountain.

    "kill¡ª¡ª"

    They kept running away in front, while the Modao Army soldiers behind them covered them all the way.

    ¡°These people are all cavalry after all, and Mo Daojun was not good at pursuing them, so they escaped.

    But even so, during the short confrontation just now, tens of thousands of Wuhuan cavalry were killed here.

    "Such a powerful army is rare in the world"

    Looking at the Modao Army soldiers who had regrouped, Tuoba Lie said sincerely.

    All the Wuhuan generals twitched at the corners of their mouths. How long has it been since then? Their king actually still had the heart to sigh here.

    There were only 3,000 Han troops, but they were killed and defeated. How could we fight this battle?

    "He Jun'an, do you have the courage to go to the enemy camp?"

    Seeing these Wuhuan people staying far away, losing the courage to attack, Guan Fu laughed and asked.

    "The general will obey your orders!"

    He Junan suddenly became excited. This is a good opportunity to make a name for himself!

    Guan Fu gave himself this opportunity, and it was clear that he was going to be promoted and reused. The danger was certainly dangerous, but the benefits would definitely be beyond his expectation!

    "Okay! Bring these two headless corpses back to them, and tell them that I, the general, have kept these heads. The Head Temple outside Yanmen City is lacking a few fresh heads. Do you dare to offend me?  Or, this is their fate! This is the letter written by the king to King Wuhuan, you should take it with you too!"

    "No!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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