Descent of the Phoenix

And just in front of them.

The left and right wings of Kuzai and Han Fei, who had long since retired.

I have already retired to Xuanyuan's scheduled location, and I have already joined together.

Just in front of the 200,000 Huns.

"Attention." Looking at the fireworks signal from the main battlefield, the library mixed with a loud voice.

Li Kuo, Han Fei, Ku Ba Li, silent, 300,000 soldiers and horses in their hands, have already set the position, waiting for convergence to drop soldiers.

Xuanyuan Che, there is absolutely no possibility of missing the net.

The surrendered soldiers and horses quickly retreated, and the wolves approached.

When the Xiongnu 200,000 soldiers and horses were killed with the northern herdsmen, they had already penetrated the position of Beimu, and this time they became more and more in-depth.

Even the wolves have followed the past.

Haoyue followed Xuanyuan Che, quickly interspersed in the chaos.

"How are you going to do it?" Running, squatting toward Xuanyuan.

"Follow it." Xuanyuan Che turned his head to the moon and slightly hooked his mouth, and the other direction became more and more fast.

This battle is to win, to win the most.

The Huns are going to kill, absolutely killing.

However, these 200,000 Huns and horses must not let them all die in the mouth of the wolf.

Or fight with the wolf for a jade.

Such a fierce embarrassment, or the use of soldiers, will give him irreparable damage to the reintegration of the Huns.

The human heart is long and fleshy.

Needless to say, if you win or lose on the battlefield, that is the way everyone is familiar with.

However, if so many people are buried in the wolf's mouth, it is likely to arouse public anger.

Therefore, the intimidation of the wolf is to be, but it can only be stopped.

Xuanyuan Che had already thought of the tricks in the future when he led the wolves in Haoyue.