The Red Rabbit ran so fast that even the Kushan archers did not react. By the time they noticed, Lu Bu had already left the locking range, so the archers looked at Lu Bu's back with a breath.

There is no way. As one of the elite archers in the world, the Kushan royal archers have the shortest range, but the lethality at an effective distance is the most reliable, and the rate of fire is also reliable. However, the range can sometimes really force people to death.

"Chasing!" Kapil's heart was in full swing at this time. Even though he was always calm, he couldn't control himself at this time. After all, he was played like this and ran away without leaving anything. How did Kapil explain?

After all, no matter how powerful Kapil is, he is not the character like Barak who is the more dangerous and calmer he is. Naturally, Lu Bu is thrown away by a word, turning his head and running away, and his anger is so angry that no one can resist this kind of teasing.

"Run, run." Hua Xiong was completely gone at this time, and he had a look of running away with fine and soft clothes. There was no way he discovered the large-scale chariots on the opposite side earlier than Lu Bu. The cars were either heavy infantry or gun shield soldiers, and some looked like archers. Hua Xiong was not stupid. If he was bitten, he would really be beaten to death.

Even if the Xiliang Iron Cavalry is strong, it is not the kind of super invincible legion that can withstand five or six three-talent decisive battle corps. Or directly, there is no elite legion with so many top legions in the world. No matter how strong the ceiling is, it is also called one-to-one.

"Hurry, hurry up, retreat in the whole army!" Gao Lan was a little confused when he received the news that the reinforcements on the opposite side were about to come. Gao Lan felt more dangerous than when he met the emperor's guards army before, but did he not see that the iron cavalry was running with his head in his arms now? Even if he was mentally prepared, Gao Lan could not stand it even if he suddenly had a plural three-talent talent.

Chen Gong, Mao Jie and Sima Yi also worked hard to assist Cao Zhen in command at this time, and tried hard to block the front as Barack before, because at this time they also saw the chariots appearing on the horizon, and the momentum that was unscrupulously blooming on the opposite side had already shown the level of their own imperial guards.

Well, the Imperial Guards are already a big deal, but thinking about the effect of the Kushan military soul, the Imperial Guards who came here can just use the three-talent calculations. Therefore, Chen Gong, Mao Jie and others don’t want to be bitten at all, and have a fatal battle.

Fortunately, the last wave of the opponent was a heavy infantry, guns, shield soldiers, and archers, and the death was still within the affordable range.

"Iron cavalry, trapped in the formation, super heavy steps outside to consolidate, light infantry and cavalry are behind!" Cao Zhen commanded loudly. He was under great pressure at this time, and finally understood what Zhang Liao felt at that time. The command of the large army was really not his own life, but the lives of tens of thousands of people. It would be impossible to be careful and cautious.

As for Cao Ren, he also desperately began to shrink his defense line at this time, he finally understood what Cao Zhen said before, and understood what it means to have never participated in the Imperial War. He only fought the wars on the periphery were not considered elite at all. If the Imperial War was of this intensity, Cao Ren felt that he was almost equivalent to cannon fodder. The three plural talents plus the plural military souls were deadly!

However, the shock brought by such a war to Cao Ren quickly grasped his mentality and understood his current positioning. It was more obvious than the effect of the Roman-Silence Decisive Battle brought by Beiming before. After all, the former is at most shocking, while the latter is deadly!

[Too...too weak, you must quickly stimulate your legion talent. Otherwise, if you enter this kind of war, you will be cannon fodder. Even if you achieve dual talent, you will not play a decisive role in this battlefield. Or, more importantly, a single legion is too fragile and you must have the ability to judge the situation.] Cao Ren retreated while warning himself.

As for Xu Huang after such a baptism, the haze that originally thought that the Yang Xiu case left the Central Plains had completely disappeared. The world was so big and the bloody and trivial matters of the Central Plains family were just fucking people in this situation. The shadow that had been stuck in his heart instantly disappeared without any haze. For Xu Huang, his future was suddenly bright.

[The affairs of the Central Plains family, compared with the battle between such empires, are just jokes. The competition between strength and strength, the collision of heritage, those who are frivolous are too far apart, and I also think too much, see too little, those calculations and plans are really a joke for this overall situation!]

At this moment, the haze in Xu Huang's heart disappeared and he once again returned to the talented man who had a great future and was both wise and brave.

As for Pang De, he was lying on his face and vomiting blood at this time. There was no way. Mao Jie said before that the transformation had not been completely completed. The danger of this direct use was too high. However, after this battle, Pang De had his own understanding of this way of use.

[Maybe it would be better to carry out the coffin next time to fight. Kushan guys, hum, the next time you either lie in, or I lie in!] Ponde made up his mind silently.

"What do you think?" After Gao Lan organized the troops, he placed the soldiers who had died three times in front, and then turned his head to say to Hua Xiong who was rushing over.

The one who suffered the least losses in the entire legion was actually Gao Lan, which was a little smaller than the death rate of the two military soul legions. After all, she was thick-skinned, resistant to beatings, and could be resurrected.

Therefore, after withdrawing, Gao Lan himself was able to form several sparse and dense defense lines on the outermost periphery, and Hua Xiong was able to breathe when he saw this. After all, Gao Lan's super heavy step was slower than him, and he could almost be regarded as one of the slowest troops in the world.

"It's not beaten to death." Hua Xiong said with a collapsed look on his face, "I don't know how I can withstand the fight between four three-talent legions. Oh, not four three-talent, it should be considered three. The cavalry in front was crippled by me and then became three-talented ones."

"Do you still feel it in the future?" Gao Lan said with a twitching corner of his mouth. Hua Xiong was the most powerful person he had ever seen. He had a hedge against a high-speed rushing cavalry, and then he hung up the two imperial guards to death. Then he even started a war with three talents four times his own.

Just because he was so tough, he was able to run out in the end. To be honest, Gao Lan's admiration for Hua Xiong was like the surging water of the Yellow River. There was no way, he was too crazy and he was not killed. Gao Lan felt that Hua Xiong's record could be played for the rest of his life.

"Never do not want it anymore." Hua Xiong's face turned blue when he recalled the previous battle. He was filled with blood. In addition, the situation was out of control. He knew that he could not withdraw without being forced. So he was so handsome and really broke through it. But if you do it again, forget it, it's deadly!

"The losses are heavy." Gao Lan glanced at Hua Xiong's headquarters and half of them were killed, but the opponent was even worse. Needless to say, Osven and Deepak had more than one reorganized. The two men now have more than one reorganized 6,000 troops, and the royal cavalry and spear guards have also lost more than one thousand.

"There is no way, after all, the battle is this kind of elite." Hua Xiong sighed after throwing out the bloody battle in his mind. Many soldiers behind him were seriously injured. Even if bandaging has begun now, many soldiers may fall down.

"Brother, I may be dead, brother." At this moment, Duan Wei, who was in blood, patted Hua Xiong on the shoulder. Hua Xiong had forced himself to talk to Duan Wei before, because when he saw Duan Wei's injury, Hua Xiong understood that he might not be able to save him. His left abdomen had disappeared, and even the spine could be seen. This injury would have been dead before if it were not for the miraculous state.

"..." Hua Xiong was silent. His deputy generals were sent away one after another by him. Duan Wei, who followed him for twenty years and had followed him since the early days of Xiliang, was almost the highest-level general under the five generals of Xiliang, and now he can't stand it.

"Don't be sad, at least I can give my last words before I die, which is much better than when I was last time when Li Meng." Duan Wei said with a smile, but the pain made his face twist a lot.

"Is there anything to say?" Hua Xiong wanted to pretend to be hard-hearted and take Duan Wei's death as a sacrifice for granted, but it would be fine if he had to hold back his words before, but now he looks back, even Hua Xiong's eyes are red, and there are fewer and fewer old brothers.

"Give me an injection, I want to be alive." Duan Wei said solemnly, "I don't want to die."

I don’t know why the atmosphere that should have been sad, but because of Duan Wei’s words, Hua Xiong suddenly wanted to laugh, and immediately took a large roll of injection from the orderly soldier with tears in his eyes.

"Anyway, it's a backlash. At worst, it's just death. If there is no backlash, I can still survive. Who would want to die if I can live? I still want to kill that bastard Zasali, my arms and my kidneys are all that bastard!" Duan Wei said in a nagging manner, and then stabbed his abdomen with a needle. He didn't dare to use it too much. He stopped after using one-third of it.

The effect of the medicine quickly took effect. Duan Wei's injury stopped quickly, and then quickly formed a membrane and various internal organs. Hua Xiong did not say anything, and immediately stabbed the injection at the soldiers who were undoubtedly dead, and then these people quickly recovered.

"Huh?" Hua Xiong was stunned. This is wrong. It is said that if a normal person is stabbed, he will not only not help his life, but also die. Is he a dying horse to be a living horse and saved?
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