Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 243: Raid, Jin Guduo eager to show off
"What?" The big leader was furious, but before he could say anything, another messenger rushed in from outside the tent, wearing a raincoat and reporting loudly.

"No, big boss, for some unknown reason, the Han troops on Prison Mountain suddenly came down to attack our army. Those Han troops hiding in the mountains and forests also suddenly attacked. Our army was caught off guard and lost the outermost warships. , the Han army is fierce and has already rushed towards the Chinese army camp!"

"what?"

At this time, everyone could not sit still.

The overwhelming shouts of killing began to appear in everyone's ears.

"Generals of all ministries, immediately go back and lead the troops and horses to follow me to defend the enemy. Anyone who messes up the position will be killed on the spot!" The big leader roared fiercely, pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and roared out of the big tent. .

The big tent of the South Vietnamese Army was built on the other side of Prison Mountain. At this moment, the big leader climbed up to the high place and looked at it, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

The Han warships appeared out of nowhere and had already landed. An overwhelming rain of arrows poured down on the South Vietnamese army's position as if they were free.

He even saw someone charging into battle on a war horse?
Where did the war horse come from?

The sturdy cavalry crushed through the military formations that they had not yet formed, and there were screams everywhere in the entire formation.

"Hold still! Lead the troops to press forward, hold still! The Chinese army cannot break it!" the big leader roared hysterically.

Several generals around him immediately let out strange roars and rushed over to fight with the people around him.

"The Marquis's flagship is at the rear, brothers, rush forward and clear a landing place for the Marquis!"

Jin Guduo held a long-handled sword and slashed forward wildly. The black horse under his crotch neighed and ran. The South Vietnamese soldiers in front of him roared and rushed forward and were instantly knocked away by the war horse.

"Rumble..."

Horse hooves thundered on the ground. Although there were less than a thousand cavalry, after landing, the horses suddenly appeared, just like tigers entering the flock, charging rampantly in the South Vietnamese army's positions.

"Break the village gate!" Jin Guduo raised his long-handled sword high and advanced forward with an angry roar.

"call out--"

A cold arrow hit Jin Guduo's chest with incomparable precision.

A feeling of suffocation came over him instantly, and Jin Guduo fell backward uncontrollably. The war horse under his crotch was frightened, and he stood up instantly.

The big knife in Jin Guduo's hand stabbed on the ground for strength, but instead he hugged the horse's neck and coughed a few times. He only felt a sweet and greasy taste in his mouth, and wiped his hand on his mouth, only to realize that he was coughing up blood.

He lowered his head and saw that there was an arrow sticking out of his chest, but it didn't shoot through...he was so shocked that he vomited blood.

Like Li Huan, he wears three layers of armor...

Jin Guduo raised his eyes and looked at the gate of the village in front. A military general with a stunned face was looking at Jin Guduo with an incredulous expression. It seemed that he had never thought that someone could survive under his cold arrows.

"Damn it!"

Jin Guduo cursed angrily, turned the long-handled sword in his hand, hung it on the saddle, took off the carved bow hanging on his shoulder, roared and pulled out the arrow inserted in the chest armor, while galloping on the horse , while hiding behind the horse's head, his whole body was hanging sideways on the side of the horse. He didn't know when the arrow was shot. He only saw that the South Vietnamese general on the village gate who was aiming at him with his bow was suddenly hit on the head. With one arrow, the whole person fell down from the village gate...

"Huhuhu..." Countless iron hooks with ropes attached to them flew up and landed on the wooden village gate.

With Jin Guduo's shout, all the Huns cavalry began to rush back.

The rest of the Han army desperately shot arrows at the gate of Muzhai, and the South Vietnamese troops on the gate of Muzhai were also shooting arrows down frantically.

But as the loud rumbling sound echoed, the ropes tied to the iron hooks instantly stretched straight, and the horses that were running back crazily suddenly neighed.At the same time, the wooden village shook violently, and then collapsed!

"Hahaha! Master is right. The buildings built by the South Vietnamese are all shoddy construction. The ground is too soft and the gates of the village can be broken. Sons, follow me in and kill!"

Jin Guduo cut off the rope hanging on the saddle with his sword, roaring angrily and being the first to rush behind the collapsed village gate.

"Bang!"

The black horse jumped up, as if galloping, and fell heavily into the crowd of South Vietnamese troops rushing up.

The violent sword rolled out and instantly exploded into pieces of blood in the crowd.

The cavalry cleared the way, the infantry followed closely, and Li Huan actually went to the battlefield himself!

Gongsun He was in front of him, slashing wildly with the same long-handled sword as Jin Guduo, and he charged forward with his horse and killed fiercely.

Huo Qubing and Li Gan were on his left and right sides. Li Huan and Xiong Daxiong and Bald Qiang were constantly shooting arrows at the flag bearer of the South Vietnamese army waving the military flag while galloping.

While the army was crushing forward, there was hardly a single person holding a flag on the side of the South Vietnamese Army.

The only huge dragon flag is hanging at the highest point.

That's where the head coach of the South Vietnamese Army is.

Li Huan held down the horse, jumped off the horse, glanced at the South Vietnamese soldier at his feet who had not yet completely expired, grabbed the ring knife at his waist, and pressed it towards the swollen throat of the man.

The splash of blood covered half of Li Huan's legs, but there was no expression on his face as he walked up the mountain along the mountain path filled with corpses.

The battle is still going on, and the South Vietnamese army didn't even think about storing rolling stones on the mountain...

Li Huan raised his head and could see Jin Guduo, who was at the forefront.

He charged so fiercely that there was almost no enemy in front of him, and behind him were a group of Huns' eagle shooters. The dense and accurate arrows always suppressed the people on the opposite side and could not lift their heads.

Finally, the team came under the black dragon flag fluttering in the wind.

Li Huan quickly followed.

"Master!"

Jin Guduo turned around excitedly and saluted with his fists clasped, and the solidified blood on his body fell in chunks onto his armor.

Li Huan glanced at the arrow stuck in his body, but seeing that it was still as powerful as a tiger, he knew that it had not penetrated the armor.

Li Huan took off an arrow from his body, turned to look at the South Vietnamese general who was protected by a hundred or so people with shields in front of him, and sneered: "Do you understand Chinese?"

"Are you the Han people's God of War, Anyang Hou Li Huan?"

The other party's leader with weird tattoos all over his face immediately rushed to the front.

"You are the one who boasts about the God of War, but Anyang Marquis Li Huan is indeed me." Li Huan threw the arrow in his hand on the ground: "Give you a chance to surrender, or I will tie you up, and then in front of the soldiers of the three armies, Too late for you."

He saw the fear on the face of the other person, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your general has escaped, I think you should know how to choose, right?"

(End of this chapter)