Chapter 143 The Battle Cry of the Huns

Yu Fuluo pierced the strongest arm of the eagle with his own hands, and he was very proud at the moment.

He wanted to stir up the warrior of Middle-earth in front of him, and bathe in his cry of pain.

However, he suddenly found that he had no power.

There was a severe pain in my heart.

He also noticed the turbulent eyes of the tribesmen around him.

Yu Fuluo lowered his head slowly, and saw a silver spear piercing his heart.

"this!"

He was extremely horrified, and thought that he had severely injured Zhao Yun.

Unexpectedly, the middle-earth man in front of him had already dealt him a fatal blow.

"No...impossible..." Blood gushed out of his mouth.

Yu Fuluo didn't want to believe that all this was true. As the noblest king of the Xiongnu on the grassland, he came here with the most elite warriors in the tribe, but this is the ending?

What kind of sadness is this?

The tip of the blood-dropping spear passing through the back made all the Huns around him terrified.

Therefore, Yu Fuluo did not provoke Zhao Yun,

Zhao Yun raised his hand and pulled out the king's golden sword from his shoulder inch by inch.

Instead, he used his own gun to provoke Yu Fuluo who was sitting on horseback.

"Huns, remember all this today."

The handle of Zhao Yun's gun rested on his waist, and the blood-dripping Hun King was stuck on the tip of the gun. He had already lost the strength to lift it up with his arms alone, but his expression had never been calmer than at this moment.

The color of the world changed.

"No!" Yu Fuluo, who was hanging in the air, was still alive, and he roared unwillingly, shaking all his clansmen.

He thought about death, and he was not afraid of death, but he never thought that he would die in such a humiliating way in front of countless people.

He came here with the great ideal of revitalizing the Huns, but he did not expect such an ending.

And when he was about to be the winner.

His army has overwhelmed the enemy, and his people are about to rule the world. And an enemy came in front of him, broke away from the array of personal guards he was most proud of, and ruthlessly took his life away.

He is not reconciled, how can he be reconciled?

He beat the gun body in front of him desperately, punching after punching, roaring, gradually slowing down and becoming weak.

Until he swallowed his last breath, his eyes still stared ferociously at the person who killed him.

The Huns were completely shocked. When they came here, they thought they would rule this prosperous world.

Unexpectedly, their prince died first.

Now, their king has also been taken by the enemy.

They were completely frightened and confused by the experience before and after.

At this moment, Zhao Yun, in the form of a god descending to earth, took the life of the king of the Xiongnu among the thousands of troops.

when he returns.

When he dragged the body of the Hun King, wherever he passed, the Huns' psychology completely collapsed.

No one dared to step forward to seize it, but fled in all directions.

The Celestial General will become the nightmare of the Huns for a long time to come.

As long as there is a Hun there, this nightmare will continue.

"Zilong!" When Yuan Tan saw Zhao Yun appearing in front of him, his heart was boiling.

"Eldest son..." Zhao Yun passed out.

The knife of the Hun King also caused him great trauma.

But his fall inspired all the sons and daughters.

Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang stared blankly from behind. Their expressions had lasted for a long time, and they still couldn't believe it at this moment.

…………

The Shence Army was roaring.

This roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It shocked Lu Bu who was leaving.

Lu Bu was far away and didn't see anything, but the roar deeply shook his heart.

This roar is tenacious, mighty, unyielding, and magnificent fighting spirit.

"Will the Yuan family succeed in breaking through?" Lu Bu asked.

"This..." Li Ru beside him was also undecided at the moment.

You must know that once the Yuan family comes out, Lu Bu's plan to conquer Jizhou will not be realized. On the contrary, he will lose the life-saving grace to the Yuan family.

Now with the rise of the Yuan family, with Yuan Shao as the leader in the front and Yuan Tan in the middle who killed the national traitors, they are now able to fight against the Huns.

This feat is unmatched.

By becoming the benefactor of the Yuan family, Lu Bu can get rid of his infamy and truly become a prince.

However, the enemy's arrogance is overwhelming, and if you go to rescue them, you will be close to death.

To save or not to save, Li Ru hesitated instead.

But Lu Bu made a decision. He looked at the halberd in his hand, "No matter what the consequences are, anyone in the army in front of us is admirable. Moreover, their opponents are still the Huns."

As a soldier, facing such an army that he admires, it is impossible to ignore death.

So, he made a decision, even if he made a mistake, even if he paid a huge price for it, he would join this battle and fight side by side with the heroes.

Lv Bu's momentum was completely different at the moment, "Li Ru, you should go and inform Gao Shun immediately and ask him to lead the troops. We will join the battle and support the Yuan family. We must not just sit and watch them being killed by the Huns!"

"Here!" Seeing that he had made up his mind, Li Ru had no choice but to ride away. I thought to myself, the Yuan family is already at the end of their strength, but I hope they can really survive.

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In the battlefield.

As the Huns were killed by Zhao Yun, or single-handedly, the Huns were completely confused.

However, in the Xiongnu army, there was one more, and the last person with a noble status.

It is Huchuquan.

He yelled loudly in the chaos, "Don't panic, don't panic, I am Youxian King Huchuquan. Our king was killed by the enemy, should we escape like this? Only mice on the grassland can do this matter."

"But, they have a god general who killed our king!" The voices of the tribe came from the chaos.

Hu Chuquan, as one of the first heirs of the Huns at the moment, is also full of wildness and cruelty in his bones.

Using the knife in his hand to win the fertile land for his people to live in is what he has been fighting for all his life.

For hundreds of years, the Huns have never been so close to revival as they are today, only one distance away from Yuan Tan.

He cut his arm, let the blood splash on the land, raised his arms and shouted:

"I, son of the Hun, have you ever been afraid? When have you ever been afraid of death? The King of the Huns is dead, but it is only the death of a member of the tribe. And here, there are thousands of tribesmen. And the enemy, only A broken body remains."

"Children of the Huns, parents, wives and children are waiting for us to bring back fruits in places suffering from hunger and cold. Today, under the last sunshine, you and I water the earth with the blood of the enemy. In the future, we will be nourished by fertile aquatic plants Children and grandchildren..."

"Your names will be engraved in the Hall of Valor!"

"Future generations will cheer for you!"

"Only we Huns are entitled to enjoy this land!"

"For the people of the clan, let us die!" Hu Chuquan roared angrily.

He clenched his weapon tightly, beat his chest, and let out a battle cry.

Huns one by one, groups of Huns, were set on fire.

The ferocious battle roar of the Huns resounded once again on the land of Middle-earth.

The Huns, who fought for generations to come, exploded with unprecedented strength.

Therefore, the war did not weaken because of the death of the Hun King, but continued more violently.

Yuan Tan led the six generals of the Yuan family, always rushing to the front.

Zhao Yun was riding on the Yezhao jade lion horse. Although the knife would not take his life away, it also made him lose the strength to continue killing the enemy at this moment.

But wherever he appeared, the Huns were all terrified.

The enemies in front of Yuan Tan are like mountains and mountains, with no end in sight. The big golden spear in his hand was completely red, piercing through countless enemies, and felt countless beating hearts.

kill!

There is only one thought in his mind, as long as there is still a sliver of strength, as long as there is still a breath.

Countless corpses, a sea of ​​blood like a storm, even if there are tens of thousands of bones, they can't shake him one bit.

From a modern young man, he has fully grown into a ruthless killing machine.

Although his hands were covered with blood, his soul was still pure and innocent.

finally.

The front opened up.

Won!

For Yuan Tan, breaking the siege is the most precious victory.

Now, he has done it.

Along with him, more than a thousand soldiers rushed out, roaring angrily.

"Yan Liangwen Chou, come to the queen!"

"Dianwei, you protect Zilong."

"Wen Yuan, go gather the army."

"Zhang He, go find my father and the others, and gather together for protection."

Yuan Tan issued orders one after another.

Although he broke out of the siege, he would definitely face a more brutal pursuit next.

Therefore, it is extremely important to protect Yuan Shao and the others, as well as Tian Feng's civil servants.

Shaoqing.

"My lord, it's too bad. Mr. Yuan and the others didn't come out. They... they seem to have been intercepted in the encirclement." Zhang Xi is also a well-known general in the world. He was always calm, but at the moment he was extremely flustered.

"..." Yuan Tan.

"Eldest son..." Yan Liang who was in charge of the rear came at this time, "My lord was surrounded by the enemy troops who came up again."

This time it's definite news.

Among the important figures in Yuan Jun, only Yuan Tan and the six tiger generals rushed out. The rest included Yuan Shao, Guo Jia, Wang Cai and the others were still inside.

Yuan Tan took a deep breath, felt the recovery of strength, and said coldly: "Give me an order, go back and save people!"

"Here!"

That is, in a few minutes.

The situation in the center of the battlefield is still very tragic.

On the contrary, Gongsun Zan's army was very quiet.

At this moment, the crazy Huns have not allowed others to join the battle, and they surrounded Yuan Jun's last strength.

But the Youzhou army was on the periphery instead.

Clearly, the Huns were eager for revenge.

When Gongsun Zan heard the news of Yu Fuluo's death, he sneered inwardly, thinking that the Hun King himself did not expect to die here.

The imminent elimination of Yuan Shao is good news for him, and Yu Fuluo's death is another piece of good news.

"Report... my lord! Yuan Tan has killed and returned!"

"What?" Gongsun Zan was quite shocked, "How dare he come back?"

He looked at the soldiers who were a little flustered when they heard the news. Not long ago, after learning that Yuan Tan had been killed, these soldiers seemed relieved.

Gongsun Zan became anxious. The most important thing now was to stop Yuan Tan from turning around and kill Yuan Shao and other important personnel as soon as possible, especially Yuan Shao.

His army, however, was languishing.

This made him very dissatisfied, and full of anger, he rode his horse up to a high place, looked at the army below, and roared, "You are soldiers, you are the invincible fighters of Youzhou."

"Every scar on your body is the glory and medal of my son from Youzhou."

"You are defeated continuously like this? Are you trampled by the enemy again and again like this?"

The Youzhou Army listened quietly, leaving aside the Huns, let's not let the Shence Army trample on their dignity time and time again.

After all, Gongsun Zan had been the leader of this army for more than ten years. With his encouragement, the Youzhou Army regained its morale.