C17

"Charge!" Countless people shouted. The five thousand riders swiftly dashed into the valley and started their charge. Putting aside the obstacles on the road, the Huns were only a few miles away from the northern valley.

Although the enemy army was huge, Xie Fei was not nervous and had already prepared a response.

Xie Fei led his men and retreated.

On the top of the mountain, Xie Fei had prepared a series of stone slabs and rolling logs. Of course, trap s were present as well.

Rocks and rolling logs were thrown down, screams were heard, and the Huns charged in dense formations, with heavy casualties.

Xu Butulan then adjusted his attack formation and scattered his troops as he charged forward. As a result, casualties have continued to decrease.

As the saying goes, there are tens of thousands of people, and there is no end to it. Although there were only five thousand soldiers present, the power in the army was not weak. Xie Fei was a little afraid.

In the beginning, Xie Fei and the rest could still use the terrain to match up with the Huns, but as time passed, the superiority of the Huns in terms of numbers began to show itself. The balance of power in war was slowly shifting to the Huns.

Xie Fei risked his life to fight, but he was unable to stop the opponent. Because Xie Fei's bravery had also aroused the Huns' bloodthirsty nature, both sides continued to fight with joy. Xie Fei groaned inwardly, they only had less than 300 people, although the valley was narrow, and only 200-300 people could not display the advantages of their cavalry. However, there were many enemies, those who were injured could be treated in time, and those who were tired, they could also go down to rest. However, Xie Fei and the others had no other choice, they could only grit their teeth and persevere. Not long after, Xie Fei began to retreat under the strong pressure from the Huns.

The Huns roared as they charged forward, trampling on the corpses of their enemies and themselves.

While Xie Fei was retreating, the front lines broke off and the Huns took the opportunity to attack the front lines. Xie Fei Clan's Formation was in danger of collapsing at any moment.

At this time, Xie Fei was no longer as carefree as before, his expression was extremely solemn, and his eyebrows knitted tightly.

As if seeing victory in sight, the Huns roared and attacked even more fiercely.

The Xie Fei Warriors who were standing in front of the army of Huns and Demons, under the fierce attack of the enemy's superior forces, all fell. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, he retreated.

The Huns immediately rushed in like a flood that had just destroyed a large dam, causing the Xie Fei Tribe to be thrown into disarray.

Xie Fei quickly overturned two Huns who were rushing towards him. He glanced around and could not help but sigh.

"Everyone, follow me!" With that, Xie Fei brandished his spear and stabbed them, at the same time flying towards the south. A portion of the warriors were trying their best to follow Xie Fei, but even more of them were surrounded by the Huns, unable to escape at all.

Xie Fei took the lead and carved a path through the Huns. However, at this time, the Huns moved again, and almost two thousand light cavalry soldiers let out a horrifying sound as they rushed forward.

Xie Fei turned around and went back to kill him, urging his subordinates to escape into the canyon behind him.

The Huns were getting closer. Xie Fei frowned, then pulled out one of the four grenades and threw it away.

BOOM! There was a deafening sound that shook the sky.

The current four cavalrymen were blown up to the sky, but in truth, the power of the hand grenade was not very strong, but it had an indirect effect on the Huns. The ancient war horses did not have any earth shaking training, the dozens of horses near the place of explosion were immediately surprised, Huns had been riding on horses all his life, but he had never seen this before, and following that, the Formation became chaotic.

The startled horses became a chain reaction, and the hundreds of horses in front were shocked. Hundreds of Huns were thrown into chaos.

Xie Fei saw that the hand grenade had produced an unexpected effect and asked the people beside him: "How many Heaven Bombing grenade s are there?"

Jia Shun answered: "There are still about forty something in the Master Xie."

Xie Fei said: "Leave none alive, I'll gift them to these sons of bitches."

In the end, it was still a primitive weapon. The soldier used a fire to light a torch, and then lit a Heaven Bombing grenade.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Over a dozen loud sounds rang out, and their eyes were blood-red. Their bodies were in tatters, and their noses were full of blood. His ears were filled with the wails of the wounded.

Not far away, a corpse was lying on the ground. Its stomach was blooming, and its intestines and internal organs were flowing on the ground. The scene was extremely horrifying. The war horses were even more confused.

The Huns who were born on horseback were born to be knights, and the war horses were their companions, close comrades. However, in front of the Heaven Bombing grenade, their comrades had abandoned their masters and were running frantically.

In the end, Heaven Bombing grenade's power was limited, but his mental capabilities had exceeded the limits of what Gu Dairen's mental state could bear. Although Hun Warrior could fight to the best, but in the face of the cruel reality, they still made the same intelligent choice: retreat, retreat miserably.

Shocked horses trampled on each other, resulting in numerous casualties. As a result of the chain effect, the Huns were defeated.

Xie Fei naturally would not give up such a great opportunity. He took out his spear and rushed forward.

"Master Xie, where are you going?" Jia Shun looked at Xie Fei who was just passing by and asked in surprise.

"All of you, quickly leave! Grandfather will go and meet these sons of bitches! " Xie Fei replied without turning his head, as he charged towards the incoming Hunters.

Jia Shun could not help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart. Under the barrage of attacks, they struggled to hold on. Jia Shun's heart was bleeding as he watched his brothers disappear one by one. At this moment, he had also suffered dozens of wounds on his body. Although they were not fatal, if he was not treated in time, blood would flow and he would die.

In just a moment, Xie Fei had met with the Huns.

Xie Fei waved his silver spear and quickly flew past the cavalry. In a flash of blood, one by one, the Huns fell off their horses.

Initially, the Huns did not want to care about Xie Fei alone, but Xie Fei had charged back and forth fighting with his own spear, causing considerable casualties for the Huns, and several Academy Officer s had died under Xie Fei's spear.

The power of man is always limited. Infinite is man's will.

Actually, Xie Fei was not relaxed at all at the moment. He had originally twisted the spear in his hand into a silver spear, but now, it was as heavy as a thousand kilograms. Every thrust of his spear caused Xie Fei's lungs to almost explode.

Seeing that, the general Xu Butulan could not help but be infuriated, in the end he decided to give up the chase, first he dealt with the arrogant fellow before him who dared to ride alone in the battle.

As soon as the order was given, the Huns immediately reacted. All the troops turned their heads and rushed towards Xie Fei.

Seeing that, Xie Fei was not anxious. Xie Fei thought that if he kept on doing this, he would be able to save a few more brothers.

Xie Fei was like an angry fish, shuttling back and forth between the Huns, swinging his silver spear from time to time. From time to time, some of the Huns would get stabbed and die, and fall off their horses.

Xu Butulan was exceptionally furious, and kept urging the army to encircle and annihilate Xie Fei.

A few beneficial general s surrounded Xie Fei from all directions, and he was still minding his own business as he ran through the crowd of soldiers.

Seeing dozens of people surrounding him, Xie Fei laughed coldly, and quickly took down the rifle at the northern end, opening the safety, "Bang, bang, bang, bang."

With a series of gunshots, the dozens of cavalrymen around Xie Fei suffered both injuries and death.

After Li Shan heard the gunshots, he could not help but feel a wave of unspeakable sorrow. He bellowed, "Brother, set the fire!"

At this moment, the dozens of men in black hiding in the shadows drew their bows one after another and triggered the rocket.

Tens of gigantic firewood firewood balls were set ablaze. The firewood balls were simultaneously doused with burning oil, and were sent down along the mountain.

The warhorses who were running away due to the explosion of the Heaven Bombing grenade were now even more panicking. In order to flee, they had to trample on each other, and countless others had to die.

Ba Lielankun felt that something was not right, he knew that something was not right, and shouted: "Quickly retreat, the enemy is preparing to attack with fire."

Just at this moment, several fires were ignited and quickly spread throughout the valley. There were dozens of pyres, each containing dried wood oil. With the help of the fire, the wind and the fire became irreparable.

If the war horse was not startled, Xu Butulan could reduce his loss a little, but how could he control the horse's power?

A big fire burned into the Huns, and the screams were endless.

Xie Fei was standing on top of a high hill. He squinted his eyes and immediately took off the rifle on his back, opened up the safety catch, and shot towards the Huns general.

A loud scream was heard, and the Hun general fell off his horse not far away.

The Huns following behind him immediately became chaotic, and didn't dare to rush forward anymore.

While they were hesitating, the fire had completely spread out. The raging flames were like a gate that blocked off the Huns outside, and the fire was getting more and more intense, with an uncontrollable momentum.

At this time, the Huns could no longer chase.

In fact, Xie Fei and the rest were already at the end of the strong crossbow. If Xu Butulan and the rest rushed forward and made a hasty charge, they could settle Xie Fei and the rest once and for all, but there were not that many possibilities, because in front of a huge fire, the first thing that the Huns had to consider was not how to kill the enemy, but how to escape.

Ba Lielankun could only look at Xie Fei who was just inches away from him and sigh. He felt a little powerless, and immediately scolded him in anger.

The fire lasted for a full five hours, and by the time it was extinguished, Xie Fei would have already escaped.

This battle ended with Xie Fei's miserable victory. Originally, Xie Fei had less than a thousand people, but now, there were only three hundred. Furthermore, most of them were injured.

Xu Butulan would also not fare well. With five thousand cavalrymen losing more than half, and their war horses losing more than three thousand, to an astonishing degree. He had heard the news of the tragic defeat. Ba Lielankun almost fainted, this was the capital he relied on to be arrogant.

Looking at the defeated soldiers beside him, Ba Lielankun wanted to cry but had no tears.

One had to know that there were only so many Huns s.

When Liu Yuan established himself as emperor, he had six sub-tribes with a population of over two hundred thousand and a military strength of fifty thousand. Right now, most of his armies were mostly in Han nationality, the rest of the ethnic minorities also had them, however, they were not many in number.

The pity is that China has had a lot of backbone over time, but more traitors. The traitors were more cruel and inhumane than the Huns when they killed the Chinese. The sorrow of the Chinese people, the ability to fight outside the country, but each and every internal strife is a hero.

At that time, the Jin Dynasty had a population of over 20 million, it was just how long it would take for them to stand there and let them kill him.

This was a classic example of a traitor. Imperial practice, the country will not be the country, the Han will not exist.

Reading the history of the Chinese nation for five thousand years is a long history of blood and tears. Forgetting history is tantamount to betrayal.

In the canyon, there were officers dressed in black in twos and threes. Xie Fei kept them all. When they left the canyon, Xie Fei had already gathered nearly three hundred people.

What about the hindsight? He was looking forward to it!