In the thousand military accounts, the single ride is deep.

On the Terracotta Warriors, they are alone.

The thief first smashed the king, killing the world, and smashing the enemy's leader.

The coach is dead, and the thousands of horses will collapse immediately.

Therefore, this road to the Xianbei City, the four hundred thousand soldiers and horses of Beimu almost no positive charge.

First, the Xiongnu and Xianbei 17 people did not expect Beimu to be in trouble at this time.

The second is that all the way to the month of the month, the sword is going to the direction of the army, and the first level of the army is taken as a sac.

The **** murderousness, the kind of domineering who is who I am, is like a javelin, killing and seeing the blood and sealing the throat.

All the warehouses turned to deal with the coach of Beimu, and he was directly intercepted and killed by the army.

The Xiongnu, Xianbei and the 17th Nationality, the defeat of the mountains.

On the 7th, the four hundred thousand troops of the Northern Shepherd, such as the uninhabited territory, went straight into the Xianbei and the 17th King City, blocking the last force of the Xiongnu and Xianbei.

In the blue sky, the white clouds drifted with the breeze.

The illusion of countless shapes, the curtains roll the beauty of the sky.

The drums are moving, killing the sound.

Under the wonderful sky, there is a battle of iron and blood on the grassland.

An iron-colored dress, driving the horse in the moon, like flying, chasing the flying forward, and entering the Xiongnu coach of the Xianbei 17th.

The wind rushed, blowing the black hair of the moon, brewing a murderous killing.

The distance between the two horses is getting shorter and shorter and shorter.

The head of the Xiongnu coach who was desperately rushing ahead had already seen sweat.

In the past two days, from the news of the defeated post-military army, the head coach of Beimu, the regent of Yelu, was a terrorist master who killed the coach.

Going back to resist the soldiers of Beimu, none of the coaches escaped from her hands.