The two giants on the grassland collided in the hot summer.


    For so many years, the northern herdsmen and the Huns, who had never fought head-on, collided.


    You come and I go.


    The top-level battles on the grassland have begun.


    The sound of fighting is loud.


    The bright red color dyed the green grassland red, mixed with the red color of the sky, and people dare not stare at it.


    The city was attacked and killed.


    As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.


    Although the Huns lost nearly half of their power in the confrontation with the Xianbei seventeen.


    However, his remaining forces are quite fierce, after all, they are the strength and defense accumulated in decades.


    Therefore, although the northern herdsmen are moving forward step by step.


    Little by little, they devoured the Huns, but the difficulty was obvious.


    Because this attack and defense was initiated by the northern herdsmen, they fought to annex the Huns.


    Different from previous wars.


    It''s all a city war, not a strong dialogue with the commander in chief.


    Therefore, Ryukyu''s method is a little unusable.


    All the enemies were hiding in the hard city, behind the walls.


    All the soldiers and generals are the same equipment and dress up.


    It''s impossible to tell who is who, who is the manager and who is the deputy manager.


    Under such circumstances, it is totally impossible to kill the commander in chief and disturb the morale of the army.


    Therefore, Ryukyu''s killing was completely put on one side.


    It doesn''t work.


    The sky is white and the grassland is bloody.


    "What''s the point of saying this to me?" In the main account of the northern Mu Zhongjun, ryukyue looks at Ouyang Yufei and asks very little.


    What do you tell her about the chaos in the Central Plains while the sky does not move? What''s the point?