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At this moment, the soldiers led by Guo Hao merged into a whole, and their violent aura was like an overwhelming force against the guards of the Northern Huns.

The beam of light that opened up to the sky and the aura of overwhelming mountains all showed the strength of the Yulin Army at this moment.

At this moment, the Northern Huns' imperial guards were full of earthy faces, and they thought of the nightmare they once had.

The nightmare that drove the Hun Empire from the world's No. 1 throne into the abyss with one's own power.

"Damn, damn, damn!" Hu Yanxing knew everything was over.

The strength of the Northern Huns guard is not as good as the former Zhelan Cavalry. Facing the more powerful hussars, Yu Linwei has no chance of winning at all.

No one North Huns will forget why they had a North character before the word Hun.

It's all because of that damn Hussar general, that damn Hussar guard.

My hero, his enemy.

How honored Huo Qubing was in the Han Dynasty, there was a lot of hatred for the Hun Empire.

The beam of light of the Habayashi Army pierced through the sky and caused all the legions that had made breakthroughs in the Imperial Guard to reach another level.

Just as Lu Bu had attracted global attention in the first place, the Habayashi Army made all these regiments look solemn.

The three legions that were in Hulao Pass had the deepest feelings of flying bears, trappings, and first ascent. They only instantly judged the fact that the beam of light was Habayashi.

"Is the gap so big?" Yu Yi looked weird. Although he felt that there was a gap between the two sides, he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

He even felt that Yu Linwei could kill him first without taking any injuries. This bloody gap made him a little speechless.

Gao Shun and Hua Xiong on the other side are the same, obviously a little bit unspeakable.

They slaughtered in the frontier for several years, but they couldn't catch up with Yu Linwei in the center of Luoyang?

Isn't this the profile picture of the poor family and the family?

The face of the Tenth Legion in Rome suddenly changed. They looked at the direction of the Yulin Army and their expressions were extremely solemn, and they understood what it was.

"Legion commander, that's..." The centurion of the Tenth Army was a little dignified, and now they can't get into that state.

"It should be. Now there is no one in Rome who can play one-on-one. I remember the ancestors said that the state was miraculous, right?" Virgilio was helpless.

"Keep on patrolling, anyway, it's not from the barbarians in Great Britain, it doesn't matter." Another camp commander, Vincenlio, said indifferently.

Rome and Great Britain have been knocking down for more than a year, and the first epic activity has not been finished. The Yulin Army, which is thousands of miles away, has no meaning to them.

The knights of the British Round Table on the other side also changed their faces. Although they didn't know what it was, their strong intuition made them understand how strong each other was.

"Quickly check the movement of Rome!" Gao Wen of the Knights of the Round Table reacted fiercely. He felt the breath of the sun from the beam of light.

Great Britain instinctively attributed the beam of light to the Roman Empire. In their view, only Rome and them deserved this power in the world.

As for the North American direction, the mounts of the Earth Dragon Knights are restless. As animals, their spiritual perception is more acute, and they can clearly feel the horror coming from the pillar of light.

But the other side of the ocean is too far away for them, and they are stuck in the quagmire of war like Rome and Great Britain.

And the Xiongnu Army Soul Legion in the depths of the northern grassland suddenly stood up, and they hated that the Han family actually once again possessed such a terrifying legion.

"God Kunlun, can't we really go back to that grassland again?"

The leader of the Huns, Alati, was a little bit decadent. He didn't expect that such a terrifying army would be born in the Han Dynasty of civil strife.

Even if all the legions that are overwhelming the current Xiongnu can wipe out the miracle legion, there is still a big question mark, not to mention that they are impossible to encircle and suppress.

The Han Chinese army will only be more than them, not less than them.

Losing the prairie they depend on for survival, their Northern Huns are really going downhill.

Even he can only look at maintaining the status quo. To return to the top, they must have a large enough land.

But in the west there is Rome, Great Britain, Guishuang, and rest. Even the weakest rest is not something they can swallow now.

After the brief fear of the North Huns guards, there was fanatical hatred, and the nightmare turned into reality, and they had to wash away this shame with their own hands.

But when the two sides met in short-handedness again, Hu Yanxing felt depression in the indifferent eyes of Sergeant Habayashi.

It was a natural pressure, like a mouse meeting a cat, Xiantian was suppressed.

That kind of inexplicable repression made the Northern Hun guards close to madness. They absolutely did not allow the Yu Lin army to look at him with such eyes. They were the Northern Huns guards, one of the honors of the Xiongnu!

"Die!" Guo Hao roared and stabbed a halberd at Hu Yanxing, but Hu Yanxing did not receive any harm under the cover of his guards.

The two sides passed by, Hu Yanxing did not say a word, he was still immersed in the eyes of Sergeant Yulin.

In just a few breaths, the two cavalry regiments had already crossed.

Guo Hao, who was riding on Tuanzi, slowly twisted his body, keeping the coldness on his face.

"Next time, I want you to die!" Guo Hao pointed at Hu Yanxing with the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd.

Hu Yanxing was furious and was about to spray back, but when he turned his horse back, the densely packed corpses lying on the ground made him chill.

Because compared to the previous confrontation, this time there has been a desperate gap in the battle losses between the two sides.

At this moment, Hu Yan's action was shaken. He no longer had the confidence to face Yu Lin Jun. He clearly saw the gap between the two sides.

Just a wave of charges staggered, and the Northern Huns' guards lost nearly a thousand people, while the Yulin army on the opposite side only left less than forty corpses.

The battle damage between the two sides has reached one to twenty-five, which means that the gap between the two sides has reached two levels.

You know, generally speaking, the Janissaries are high and elite, and the frontal damage ratio between the two sides is almost one to five.

A ratio of one to twenty-five proves that the gap between the two sides is too big to be estimated.

This incomparable real gap made Hu Yanxing feel cold, whether he wanted to admit it or not, the gap between them and the Yulin Army was already huge and immeasurable.

"Everyone follow me!" Hu Yanxing put aside his so-called dignity, and took the initiative to mobilize the surrounding Huren to attack with them.

However, he saw that only a few Hu people were willing to fight with the army, and the other Hu people were afraid to move forward. No matter how scared he was, it would not help.

Hu people are Hu people after all. The biggest gap between them and both sides is their spirit. If it weren't for this, millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions of Hu people might not have been able to form a new empire.

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