Chapter 1223: Success makes a king, failure makes a bandit! [1]

Run!

Run quickly!

Upon seeing Duan Yu, Han Sui did not even have the thought of resisting in his heart.

There was only one thought.

That was to run!

Run quickly!

Leave this place, get far away from Duan Yu!

But looking around, there were shouts of killing everywhere.

Where to escape?

Where to run?

However, what Han Sui did not expect was that Mohutu beside him actually had a naive thought when he shouted Duan Yu's name.

"Go up, kill this Han general!"

Mohutu pointed in the direction Duan Yu was charging from.

The Wusun elite cavalry on his left and right rushed toward Duan Yu in the next second under Mohutu's order.

The blood-colored setting sun soaked the Gobi.

Duan Yu, wearing dragon-scale shining gold armor, rode on the back of the Black Tiger Little Black, his scarlet cloak swaying gently in the wind, the tip of the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in his hand still dripping blood onto the sand.

Facing the hundreds of Wusun elite cavalry charging toward him, Duan Yu stood in place and did not move.

And behind Duan Yu, a young general in silver armor and brocade robes quickly spurred his horse and leaped out.

Behind him were hundreds of black-armored elite cavalry.

"Break the formation!" Ma Chao roared.

Hundreds of elite cavalry followed behind Ma Chao, charging forward bravely.

"Die!"

When the long spear thrust out, the sound of the wind torn by the spear tip, wrapped in yellow sand, nailed the leading enemy cavalry, man and horse, into the sand.

Subsequently, the crisp sound of iron hooves crushing gravel mixed with the sound of bone fractures, and the long spear piercing through armor and cones tore open the leather robes, bringing out bursts of blood mist.

Just in the moment of a charge, over a hundred Wusun elite cavalry had all fallen from their horses.

And not a single one of the black-armored elite cavalry behind Ma Chao was injured.

The heavy armor blocked the Wusun soldiers' simple long spears.

And the Wusun soldiers wearing cotton robes as armor let out bursts of sorrowful cries under the sharp long spears.

It was completely a one-sided crushing momentum.

Losing the advantage of speed, without the distance for mounted archery.

Whether it was Xiongnu cavalry, Xianbei cavalry, or Wuhuan cavalry, as long as they were in a frontal charge, they could absolutely not be the opponents of the Han cavalry.

Yan Xing, who was blocking in front of Han Sui, gripped his long spear very tightly when he saw Ma Chao.

This young general before him was not the person he encountered at Xiutuze back then.

But even so, he could see that this person was also extremely powerful.

"Father, you go first." Yan Xing turned his head to look at Han Sui behind him.

Then he shook the reins of his warhorse.

"Yanming!" ===== CHAPTER 1225 =====