Chapter 1247 (1/2)

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 leadership 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 bloody battlefield in front of him and slowly draws a sneer from the corner of his mouth.