I don’t know what the tricks of Beimu are, but the Huns know that they can’t fight, retreat, and must retreat, otherwise...

The bad feelings in my heart are getting more and more, this time...

The Huns’ army was also rigorous, and the order was immediately transmitted to the Xiongnu’s 200,000 soldiers and horses.

The crisp golden bell sounded quickly in the killing field.

Clear communication and the Quartet.

The drums will advance, and the gold will retreat.

It is clear that it will soon break through the Beimu encirclement, but it can also bite a bite, but at this time it has to retreat, still so rushed and speed.

The Xiongnu soldiers and horses are puzzled.

However, no one disobeyed the orders of the Huns.

Immediately, from the whole camp, from the middle one divided into two, the next pull, each led 100,000 soldiers and horses, began to retreat towards the east and the west.

The glued battlefield was a bit confusing at once.

The high-ranking Xuanyuan Che looked at the scene below, and there was no movement.

"Wang, Wang Hao may not be able to catch up, we can't let them run like this, you see if it is..." Xuanyuan Che stood next to his guard, seeing the Huns have reflected, can not help but frown, a little pick up.

Give the most crucial steps to Wang Hao, who has never communicated with a single word. Are they kings too bold?

Now the whole army of the Northern Shepherd has basically retired.

If Wang Hao can't catch up, or go the wrong way.

That ending may be another one at once.

Looking up at the horizon behind the Huns and soldiers, Xuanyuan Che did not speak.

The white clouds are rolling, and the darkness of the sky is dark.

vast?

Xuanyuan Che looked at the clouds that rolled in the horizon and smiled slowly.

"She can't keep up." The fluttering words wandered out, but filled with the absolute confidence of the trust and the soul.