"Dongdongdongdong..."

In the direction of the valley mouth, one hundred and twenty war drums were beating at the same time, like thunder explosions, the earth was shaking, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Thirty-six whistles soared into the sky, soaring upwards, as if they were about to penetrate the sky. A thrilling roar spread throughout the mountains and fields in an instant, and the echoes were shaking, like angrily waves slamming the shore, endlessly.

The flag is towering, five banners are flying in the sky, hundreds of flags are flying. Under the clouds, the battle formation is rigorous, and there are soldiers standing in front. There are a thousand long spears raised in front, a thousand swords and axes are shining in the middle, and six thousand crossbows are spread out behind. Two thousand angular crossbows are in front, two thousand crossbows are in the middle, and two thousand long bows are in the back. The armored arrows are on the strings are cold and ready to go.

Under the banner, Li Fengyun stood with his hands behind his back, his military uniform was thin, his black cloak was hanging on the ground, his white hair was blowing on his face, and he was full of murderous aura. Yuan An and Kong Yingda were behind him, each looking at the mountains and forests ahead.

"Swish swish swish swish swish..." On the hills on both sides of the valley entrance, there were twelve whistles roaring into the sky. The harsh roaring pierced the fighting sounds on the hills, echoing the mountains, forming an echo with the thirty-six whistling sounds in the air. For a moment, the roars echoed and resounded throughout the world.

Li Fengyun leaned back, raised his hands suddenly, and used all his strength to lift his arms and shout, "Shoot the arrow!"

The flag moved again. The drum sounded suddenly violently, like a series of thunder falling to the ground, destroying and rotting, unstoppable. Two hundred and forty horns were blown at the same time, and the viciousness exuded a cold murderous aura.

Generals and officers at all levels were in their respective command positions, and at the same time waved their hands to cut, hoarsely, "Let go! Let go!"

"Boom..." Six thousand armored arrows rushed into the sky, roaring all the way, instantly forming a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, like a ghost beast rushing out of hell, roaring, running, and pounced on the prey fiercely.

The war horses were galloping, and their speed was getting faster and faster. The string control man lay on the horse's back, and his feet hit the horse's belly fiercely. The war horse was in pain. His four hooves rose into the air and almost flew to the ground. The five hundred cavalry in Mukun's tribe sprinted and the five geese battle formations were like five harriers flying in the sky, rumbled straight towards the enemy formation.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened, and the shrill roar seemed to tear apart the sky, shattered the roar, and violently hit the flying harrier eagle, shattering the bloodline and souls of the stringers, making them terrified and their souls scattered.

"Boom... ē Boom..." At this moment, on the hills on both sides of the valley entrance, arrows roared out like clouds, two dark clouds emerged from the sky, like two full moon scimitars, tearing the void, and the aura of killing filled the battlefield and filled the world.

There was an arrow formation coming in front of us, and there were arrow formations on both sides attacking left and right. The hawk had already flew up and the war horse was extremely fast. Reducing speed was purely suicide. Only by moving forward and rushing through the arrow formation could there be a glimmer of hope.

"Accelerate! Accelerate!" The screams of fear came one after another. "Hold the shield! Hold the shield!" This is the only defensive method, but under such dense arrows, good luck is hard to come. "Xi Yuyu..." The war horses seemed to smell the breath of death, neighing wildly, running wildly, and the roar suddenly exploded, shocking the valley. "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The horse army of Mukun's selection of the front-line horse was like a crazy beast, running with all their strength, and the string controls shouted with all their strength, igniting courage, and dispelling endless fear with boiling blood.

Chu Heyuan widened his eyes, changed his color in horror, and looked desperate.

Ah Hui was stunned and opened his mouth and let out a helpless roar, "Ah..."

Li Yi, Mo Hehuang, Qigeheshan, Ah Huibul... All the soldiers of the Xi tribe who saw this thrilling scene on the battlefield were all shattered. The terror of the arrow formation is secondary. What is important is that such a powerful arrow formation requires at least tens of thousands of archers to shoot at the same time. In other words, the number of people blocking them in the Middle-Turkey Army must exceed 10,000, which is almost the same as them in terms of military strength. The Middle-Turkey Army has a good geographical advantage and has an advantage in weapons. Its attack power has exceeded them. Therefore, even if this place is not a trap, it is enough to stop the Xi army and make it difficult for them to advance.

"Swish..." Six thousand armored arrows came over the sky, dark clouds pressed over the top, "Boom..." It seemed like a thunder exploded, six thousand armored arrows were like dense raindrops, shooting down wildly, "Puff..." Armed arrows penetrated the leather shield, penetrated the leather armor, nailed into the body, nailed into the body of the war horse, nailed into the trembling ground, like penetrated a thin piece of straw paper, sank into the top, and in the instant, a shrill scream, a painful neighing sound, a roar of war horses falling to the ground, and various sounds of people and horses trampling on each other's bones and blood splashing together, suddenly burst out and resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Xi tribe had five hundred string controls, and five flying harriers were like being slapped on the ground by a black giant falling from the sky. They were slapped on the ground with no way to hide and no way to avoid it. They suffered a catastrophe. For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and it was a terrible sight.

"Swish..." In the blink of an eye, two dark clouds on both sides attacked again, and two thousand armored arrows were shot into the battlefield, covering the sky and covering the sky again. The falling hawk was already covered in flesh, blood was dying, but the screams had not stopped yet. The arrow of Death came again, "Puff puff puff..." Only a dull sound of arrows entering the sky was heard, all the people and animals fell on the ground were covered, and all the screams and squeals stopped abruptly. Then dozens of lucky leaked strings were instantly swallowed by the Rain of Li Xiao arrows in the midst of the sudden rush of wolf and pigs. Then the battlefield was silent, without even a sad and painful silence. The silence made people creepy and scattered.

"Ah..." Chu Heyuan finally called out, desperate and indignant, but he had been through the battlefield for a long time, and this bloody scene would not make him lose his mind. It was just that the shocking blow of the Middle-earth people made his confidence suddenly collapse. The Middle-earth people were too strong. Even if this army was under the banner of the White Wolf, its combat power was very terrible, and it was not something that the Xi tribe could compete with.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!" Mo Hehuang and Qigehe Mountain issued a retreat order almost at the same time. The Middle-earth people deployed a large number of troops on the hills on both sides of the valley entrance. It was roughly estimated that there were at least three or four thousand troops on each hill. This force was close to the control number of Mohefu's troops or Qige's troops. Even if the two troops invested all their troops, they could not defeat these two hills.

"Wuwuwu..." The horn horn sounded rapidly and panicked. The Xi soldiers who were fighting in the mountains and forests were in an unfavorable dilemma and suffered great losses. When they heard the retreat horn, they immediately left in panic, but it was harder to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain. As a result, they were violently shot by the thunder soldiers in panic, with heavy casualties.

The attack stopped, and the Xi army, who was full of momentum and confident, was knocked to the ground by the Middle-Turkey army, and was in a dilemma.

This battle can definitely be fought, but can the Xi tribe afford the heavy losses caused by both losses? If you don’t fight, the two sides will confront each other and firmly restrain the tens of thousands of Middle-Turkish troops. It should still be beneficial to the Turks attack Fangcheng. But the question is, will the Turks do their best to fight against the Middle-Turkish people at all costs? If the answer is no, the white wolf can hold on to the city, drag the Turks on the battlefield of Fangcheng, and temporarily stabilize the Fangcheng.

In the battle situation in the city, then quickly mobilize troops into Maogouchuan, and the Wuliu River line was on the front line, and defeat the Xi army first to get rid of the dilemma of being attacked on both sides and fighting on both sides. In this way, the Xi army was very passive. If the Central Turkish reinforcements in the Great Wall had arrived in Fangcheng or were on the way north, then the time for the Xi army to reverse the crisis was extremely limited. Therefore, the Xi army must make a decision, should we attack wildly at all costs, or should we take the initiative to evacuate and wait and see what happened?

The leaders of the Xi army gathered under the king of Ah Huizheng and discussed nervously.

Ah Hui was not determined to rush to the boat, but at this moment, he had no intention of evacuating, and he had no intention of evacuating the bow without turning back. Since he was close to Fangcheng, and since Bailang placed the interception site in Maogouchuan, it means that the battle situation in Fangcheng is still very tense, and the Middle-earth people were still in the dilemma of fighting on both sides. Otherwise, Bailang would not have had to withdraw from Wulishui to Fangcheng before.

At Chuheyuan, Mo Hehuang still insisted on attacking. The first round of tentative attacks achieved its goal, basically clarifying the enemy's approximate force and offensive and defensive deployment, and then launching targeted attacks. The suggestion of the two tribal chiefs was to use the main force to attack the hills on both sides of the valley entrance and carry out restraining attacks in the direction of the valley entrance. In this battle, as long as the Xi army took down the high ground on both sides of the valley entrance, the victory or defeat was immediately judged.

"This is to attack the enemy with one's own shortcomings." Ah Hui had to remind Chuheyuan and Mo Hehuang, "Our advantage lies in the horse army, and if we dismount and fight, and the strong attacks are dangerous, it will inevitably lead to serious losses." Although the biggest losses were the Mukun tribe and the Mohefu tribe, the losses of these two tribes are the losses of the entire Xi tribe. The weaker the Xi tribe, the greater the survival crisis, which Ah Hui did not want to see.

"Our losses are great, but the enemy's losses are also great. This is a situation of both losses." Chu Heyuan said gritting his teeth, "In order to survive, the Xi tribe has no way out, and can only fight to the death and fight with his life. However, the Middle-earth people are different. The Middle-earth people have no worries about survival, and the white wolf will not burn us. This is our opportunity. We dare to fight to the death, will they dare?"

Ahui was decisively ordering an attack! Mo Hehuang and Ahuibul led their troops to attack the left mountain, Chuheyuan and Qigeheshan led their troops to attack the right mountain. He personally led two thousand cavalry to feint the attack head-on to restrain the main force of the enemy.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The war drums were beating, "Woooooooo..." The big horns roared, "Boom..." The war horses were galloping, the killing sound was like thunder, the earth was shaking, the mountains were turbulent, and the murderous aura once again enveloped the battlefield.

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On October 12th, before dawn, the alliance managers Yue Gao, Gao Hu, and Chi Xiaodou Tieyi led their troops out of Daniuling and took a break in the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, ate and drank enough, and recovered their strength.

In the morning, Gao Hu and Chi Xiaodou Tieyi led more than 1,000 cavalry of the Second Thunder Army into the avenue and quickly advanced towards Maogouchuan. Yue Gao led the Third Army of the Alliance to line up on the avenue, cut down trees on the spot to make simple horse-resisting horses, bury tripods, and dig shallow trenches to increase defense, cut off the retreat route of the Xi army, and complete the encirclement.

The scout Xi army soon discovered the Zhongtu horse army who suddenly came from behind them. He was shocked and urgently reported to Ah Hui.
Chapter completed!