Under the valley.


    The great Koguryo army of Ukraine rushed towards the valley and went towards the city of Anshi.


    The deafening sound of horse hoofs filled the whole canyon. The sand and gravel on the ground trembled like chaff. The school captain''s heart splitting charge on the horseback was drowned in the loud noise. The sound of horse hoofs running and trampling shocked the blood in the soldiers'' bodies. With the fight all over the sky, it boiled in the blood tubes and rushed all over the body.


    On the bumpy horse''s back, the deputy general looked at the thin water mist ahead, turned his head sideways, looked at prolonging his life and roared hard.


    "General, we haven''t found out the situation in the valley yet. I''m afraid it''s wrong for us to rush headlong."


    Yan Shou leaned down on his horse''s back and looked up at the surrounding cliffs, which changed from gentle to steep, like a knife. A glimmer of vigilance flashed in his scarlet eyes.


    Put your eyes back on the light and hazy moisture in front of you, prolong your life and bite your teeth.


    "Remind the brothers if..."


    Before he finished, the big general with round head and fat ears on his side rode a yellow maned horse and turned his head to talk.


    "The arrow is on the string, I have to send it!"


    "The momentum has risen. How can we be discouraged at this time?"


    "Even if there is a sea of knife mountains and fire ahead, we can only go forward bravely and flatten it!"


    Slightly turn the horse''s head and turn the cliff. In the rumble of horse hoofs, the roar of prolonging life sounded.


    "What leader Huizhen said is..."


    Bang.


    The sound of a gong in the depths of my head spread down.


    Woo.


    Woo woo.


    A long horn rang overhead.


    The sound of prolonging life suddenly stopped. When I heard the first Gong, my eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and looked subconsciously at the sky.


    In the rolling sound of horses'' hooves like wind and thunder, it was confirmed that the clear sound and desolate sound belonged to Datang. I couldn''t help but look away and abuse.


    "Damn it! These bastards of Datang really set up an ambush here!"


    Pulling out the waist machete, the life prolonging face was full of fierce Qi, and the dull voice squeezed out of his throat.


    "Those who stand in the way will be killed!"


    "Let Datang, these shady things, taste the power of our swords!"


    Groups of soldiers behind them also heard the sudden horn circling over the canyon. When the life extension screamed, they clenched their long knives and roared fiercely.


    "Kill!"


    The voice was drowned in the next moment by bursts of horse pain and neighing.


    The surging crowd in front fell down like a surging river falling into a waterfall under a cliff.


    In the horse''s hiss, someone shouted hard.


    "Trip rope! There''s a trip rope!"


    The galloping horses behind them can stop at this short distance and crash up.


    The crisp sound of bones filled the canyon. The soldiers who had not yet stood up from the ground reflected the dark shadow of the giant horse''s hoof stepping on their eyes, and the scream stopped abruptly with the sound of broken face bones.


    In the blood line, the figure on the horse looked at the thick rope on his forearm painted earthy yellow and across the horse''s legs. Before he screamed, he suddenly tilted under his body and threw himself out with a great force.


    The scene of people falling on their backs and horses constantly emerged on the front line of the charge, and the whole long military array suddenly slowed down and became bloated. The soldiers compressed the narrow space pulled out from each other, and the whole valley became densely populated.


    The sprint posture is also in the abnormal situation in front, and gradually slows down.


    Standing in the front of the sprint line, Yanshou held his sword on the ground and got up. His helmet with red plumes had long been unknown where it fell. His hair was scattered on his shoulders, and there were red blood stains on his face stained with soil, which looked more ferocious.


    Pooh.


    Yanshou spits out a mouthful of blood from he. He looks at several broken ropes scattered on the battlefield where people and horses are piled up, and his heart is filled with anger.


    In the sight, some soldiers climbed out from the injured horse, lame on one leg, leaning on a long Ge, sitting on the cliff panting.


    There are horses on the corpses squeezed out of their internal organs. The other lightly injured soldiers are driving away the injured horses, or supporting their companions and leaning towards the canyon. The whole front line of the charge is a pool of blood and extremely messy.


    The stormtroopers were damaged before the war began. The veins on the back of the hand holding the machete burst, and the scarlet eyes were full of Chinese killing intention.


    A knife cut off the tight rope that had not yet been touched, and the roar of prolonging life resounded in the valley.


    "Clear the front line! Pay attention to the enemy attack!"


    The front-line taxi soldiers jumped off their horses and hurriedly helped clean up the mess piled up by people and horses.


    In the middle of the military array, the cavalry with horses next to horses and people close to people asked loudly about the way ahead, and some shouted abuse at the despicable Tang army.


    The soldiers who hurried to see the cavalry swarming into a regiment. When they stopped, their backs were pushed forward. Looking at the sharp reduction in the distance between the infantry and cavalry, some soldiers simply slammed down their shields and shouted, "there is change ahead, stop moving forward.".


    The soldiers who gave orders couldn''t show their hands and feet in the whole crowded military array, stepped on the horse''s back and waved the command flag vigorously.


    The entire Koguryo army, bustling into pieces, crowded into a regiment.


    Step, step.


    Dada dada.


    In the mist, it was as restless as the recovery of birds and animals after spring thunder.


    The next moment.


    There are rows of torrents crashing into the mist, clouds and smoke blowing away, and blood boiling screams crashing into the eardrum.


    "Kill!"