Chapter 33 Northern Hunting 3

As soon as Lian Po said this, all the generals were stunned, and the master's father couldn't help but be moved.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy to defeat the army of nearly 200,000 Hu people with 2,000 people. No matter how strong Zhao Jun is, he can never do it. I think this honesty must be an invitation, so I praise it so much.

Ji Hu Chu, who was beside him, shouted violently, "Lian Po, are you crazy? You are so bold. It's a small time for you to lose your own life. If you ride on my 2,000 Xiaoqi of the State of Zhao, you can't be guilty even if you die a hundred times.

Lian Po's face did not change, and he still said in a low voice, "General Jihu, please believe in the humble position. Since I have issued a military order, I am naturally sure to win. Although I was born humble, I also know how to cherish my life. Ants still live secretly, not to mention my Lianpo!"

Ji Hu Chu snorted heavily and said coldly, "I'm afraid that you want to make contributions and go crazy, and you don't hesitate to bet on the lives of your subordinates."

Ji Hu Chu still wanted to say it again, but when he saw that Zhao Yong had raised his hand, he closed his mouth and said nothing more.

Zhao Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at Lian Po. He couldn't see joy or anger, but asked faintly; "Try what you think."

"No." Lian Po was ordered to stand up, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "As General Hu Chu said, if you want to defeat the enemy with 2,000 soldiers, it is undoubtedly whimsical. But what I want to do is not to defeat them, but to defeat their spirit, which is not difficult.

"Lord, your army is condescending and deterred the enemy. Lou Fan and Lin Hu were afraid to attack our troops, so as not to be taken advantage of by the main force of our Zhao army. So although my troops hit the Hu people's military phalanx, they only faced part of the troops. Lou Fanlin Hu did not dare to move the main force of the Chinese army in vain, so as not to mess up his own position.

A trace of appreciation flashed in Zhao Yong's eyes, but said quietly; "Go on."

Lian Po was encouraged by the master's eyes, and his confidence suddenly increased greatly. He stretched out his fingers to the junction of Lou Fan and Lin Hu in the distance and said loudly. "As the Zhao Xin brothers said, Lou Fan and Lin Hu did not fight together, but guard against each other. If I rush to attack the combination of the two forces with a sharp division, Hu Qi will be in chaos, and then the three armies will take advantage of the situation to cover up and defeat the enemy. Such 200,000 Hu Qi can be broken, and I, the State of Zhao, is invincible in the north. I, Lian Po, am willing to guarantee the head of the people on the project, and I will be able to break the Hu horse. I hope my father will allow me to fight!"

Zhao Xin, who was beside him, listened to Lian Po's impassioned and passionate words. Suddenly, his blood was full, and he couldn't help but stand up and shouted, "Master, Zhao Xin is also willing to guarantee with his head. If Lian Duwei is invincible, he will behead my head-level sacrion flag."

"What's the use of your head?" Zhao Yong stared at Zhao Xin, but there was a smile in his eyes. He turned around and looked at Lian Po and said decisively, "Lian Po obeys the order."

"I am humble." Lian took a big step forward, bent down and drank low.

"You are allowed to lead the army and horses of the headquarters to fight."

"No." Lian Po straightened up excitedly and responded loudly. Then he turned over the horse neatly and whipped the horse away.

"Lord, please take me as a lieutenant and then go to war," Zhao Xin took the opportunity to ask for his life.

Zhao Yong was stunned and just wanted to refuse, but he saw Zhao Xin's small face full of expectation and desire. He hesitated for a while before he nodded and promised.

Zhao Xin cheered and followed Lian Po with excitement.

And on the grassland under the highlands, Lou Fan and Lin Hu have made peace and successfully surrounded the Zhao Legion on the high ground. For this carefully prepared attack, almost all the available soldiers in the clan were wiped out. All men over the age of 14 and 60 got on horse with bows, and a total of 100,000 troops. After meeting with Lin Hu's army, the two allied forces already had 170,000 troops. From afar, the huge grassland has become a black ocean, densely full of barbarian knights with bows and knives, far better than the elite horse of Zhao Jun surrounded in the center.

At this time, holding the Yanqi was holding high on the horse. Looking at the endless Hu Qi army, his heart suddenly felt high-willed.

Exactly 200,000 cavalry, what is this concept! Since Rongdi competed with Huaxia, who has ever been so majestic today?

The only shortcoming is that there is a small number of people in Linhu. Thinking of this, I couldn't help frowning and sneering in my heart; after defeating the State of Zhao and getting the Yanmen in the clouds, Tievalian, do you think I will give up the Yanmen so easily? At that time, without the constraints of the State of Zhao, how can Xiao Xiaolin Hu be my opponent?

Holding a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he saw the scenery of unifying the grassland in the future, successfully occupying the anointed land of the State of Zhao, entering the Central Plains, and commanding the princes of the world. Unfortunately, at this time, his men interrupted his dream uncooperatively.

"Your Majesty, King Lin Hu sent a message saying that we should attack Zhao Jun from the north first, and Lin Hu responded from the south." A Lou annoying warrior reported in a rough voice.

A trace of anger flashed on his face, and he suppressed the anger in his heart and said hatefully. "Go and tell Tievalian that since Lou Fan and Lin Hu are allied forces, they should advance and retreat together without distinguishing each other. If he wants to show sincerity, he will send troops with me to attack Zhao Jun, otherwise he will go back to the forest to breastfeed the child.

Before the warrior could respond to the order, a mutiny suddenly occurred.

On the high ground where the Zhao army was besieged, suddenly there was a shocking shout. Immediately, the waiting Zhao army's defense line quickly opened a gap, and thousands of iron riders filed out and rushed straight down the Loufan army under the mountain.

He couldn't help but be stunned. He really couldn't think of Zhao Jun's intention to use such a little force to attack his army. It was not until Zhao Jun rushed to the place other than the three arrows that he came to his senses and roared in a hurry: "Be vigilant and prepare for war!"

But it's too late.

The cavalry was already extremely powerful. The Zhao army rushed up and down the high ground, and even exerted the horse power to the limit, just like the mountain torrents high and down, roaring and unstoppable.

Almost in an instant, Zhao Jun's neatly archery shot arrows. With the speed of the horse galloping at high speed, the first round of arrow rain has poured down. Suddenly, the oncoming building was suddenly shot upside down. With the sad screams, a piece of blood splashed in the army.

The reacting Lou annoyed hurriedly bent his bow and fought back, but because the bow and arrow in his hand were far less sophisticated than Zhao Jun, he could not cause too much damage to Zhao Jun, who was still out of range. Then the second and third rounds of arrow rain came one after another, like a storm. In a short period of breath, the building was already full of mourning.

Lou Fan has always been famous for riding and shooting @jing liang, but today he is so bullied by Zhao Jun, which is really a great humiliation. Lou Fan's reaction speed was also extremely fast, and more than 10,000 cavalry quickly rushed out head-on, preparing to meet the short soldiers.

The land of one arrow came in an instant. At this time, Zhao Jun had changed his bow and arrow, pulled out the saber he was wearing, bent down and clamped the horse's abdomen tightly, and then hit the Lou An cavalry fiercely.

"Forward! Move forward!" At this time, Lian Po held the halberd high, and his red eyes roared hard. He looked like crazy, and there was no longer any usual calmness. Behind him, Zhao Xin grasped the abyss rainbow in his hand on the ups and downs of the horse and followed Lian Po closely.

Two iron streams that collided against the current collided fiercely, splashing a piece of flesh and blood. The two armies collided fiercely with each other, and the soldiers passed by. A piece of sword collided and the horse fell over. Even if the horse falls down and does not die, there is no possibility of life under the rush of ten thousand horses.

At this time, Zhao Jun's well-trained and well-equipped horse-equipped dominated the limelight. Their carefully crafted saber easily tore open the annoying and crude leather armor, and even directly cut off the opponent's saber with the help of the horse, and Lou's advantage in the number of people was not fully realized in the hedging. Lian Po always rushed to the forefront of the team. The long halberd in his hand flew up and down, picking and swinging. There was almost no round of enemies wherever he went. Seeing that the general was so brave, Zhao's soldiers and soldiers were even more morale-lifted. Everyone struggled forward for fear of falling behind.

Zhao Xin followed Lian Po closely, and the Yuanhong in his hand danced into a ball of silver light, roaring in a low voice and rushing forward.

His body has been stained with the blood of the enemy, and no less than 20 people died in the building under Yuanhong. The first person who died under his sword was a half-year-old teenager, who was at most a few years older than Zhao Xin. He was easily cut off his machete by Zhao Xin, his head was directly split in half, and blood sprayed on Zhao Xin's face in an instant.

This was Zhao Xin's first murder. Zhao Xin was impressed by the fear revealed in his big eyes before his death. At the moment when the blood burst, the smell of blood on his face made Zhao Xin's whole stomach **, and he almost couldn't help vomiting. However, the rapidly changing battlefield did not give him the opportunity to think. Soon the machete in the hand of another Loufan knight had been split in front of Zhao Xin. He almost instinctively waved his sword and stabbed him back. The knight screamed and fell off his horse, and then was trampled into mud by the falling horse's hoof.