Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Chapter 1247

Chapter 1247

It is not clear whether this is their own camp or the enemy's camp. Those people are Huns and those people are northern herdsmen.

Only the desperate sword rises and falls.

Kill anyone who can threaten his life, even if he is a comrade in arms standing beside him.

On the battlefield, it's never a place to play.

The drums beat with the last madness.

The two hundred thousand Huns were surrounded by the northern herdsmen. If they didn't want to die here, they had to fight hard. Then they had to rush out of here.

With this determination.

Two hundred thousand soldiers and horses of Xiongnu went crazy.

Two hundred thousand people gathered together, regardless of the encirclement of the left and right sides of the northern herdsmen, under the leaders.h.i.+p of the Hun king, and rushed to the 100000 Chinese army, the weakest in the northern herdsmen's front.

One hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, it's still up to us to win.

Blood burst, killing the sky.

Standing on the high slope behind the whole battlefield, xuanyuanche looks at the b.l.o.o.d.y battlefield in front of him and slowly draws a sneer from the corner of his mouth.

Xiongnu is using an arrow that will never return, deeply inserting into their position in the Chinese army.

Surrounded, but sharp.

However, his left and right flanks also ate the surrounding first camp in the shortest time, weakening one tenth of his strength.

Looking up at the sky, xuanyuanche pinched his fingers and calculated.

"The left back."

"The right back."

Xuanyuanche hands apricot yellow flag cold throw down, cold command way.

At once, his guard flew away.

Cold orders with decisiveness.

The battlefield was mobilized quickly. In a flash, kuzamu on the left and Han Fei on the right who received orders started to retreat immediately after killing the Xiongnu soldiers and horses within reach.

It's very slow. It looks like changing formation.