Down below, the reserve army heard the second horn, and they all understood the seriousness of the situation and the determination of the higher authorities.

Just after the sound of filling and counterattack was blown, the signal of onslaught was launched in the next second. Generally, in this case, the order is somewhat repetitive.

Because the counterattack itself means attacking the enemy, but now adding a fierce attack, isn't this a repetition?

But the more this kind of repetition, in fact, it often represents a stronger willingness to attack.

Therefore, everyone in the reserve army is very clear that they must work hard.

"Brothers, have you heard it, have you seen it too?"

The commander-in-chief of the reserve army on the frontal attacker was also giving a pre-war speech at this time.

The troops were ready to go, and the horns were blown twice. It was self-evident. All he had to do was to command his troops to fight a good battle and let out a bad breath.

"The little enemy army has attacked me one after another, and today they are so bold that they took the initiative to charge our army. It seems that they don't pay attention to us at all. So brothers, what should we do?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" All the generals responded, and the unison was shocking.

"Okay, well said. All of them!"

"yes!"

"Listen to my order, immediately reinforce the front line, and then, in the shortest possible time, inflict the greatest damage on these thieves!"

"yes!"

"superior!"

The commander shouted and waved his hand suddenly.

Immediately, the reserve army immediately followed up with the whole team, rushing to the battlefield to support the former army.

In the front army formation, the former army commander who led the army to fight was in a panic at this moment, and his face was filled with incomparable anger at the same time.

He was really annoyed and depressed. After fighting for so many days, they were the only ones who hit the enemy while hanging. When will it be the enemy's turn to charge them?

This is really annoying, but right now, the army is too scattered and chaotic, and it is difficult for him to organize a counterattack effectively, so he can only feel bored in his heart and suffer on his face.

"Commander, reinforcements are here."

Hearing the shout from his subordinates, he suddenly turned his head. Sure enough, a few hundred meters away, the reinforcement army had already come towards this side.

"Damn it, it's just in time, I'm on fire." The commander was overjoyed, and then shouted: "Brothers, hold on to me, reinforcements are coming soon."

Given the gap between the two sides, it would only take a minute at most for the reinforcements to arrive.

Hearing that the reinforcements were coming, the group of people who had been dispersed also suddenly regained their confidence. They slowly recovered from their panic, began to form an orderly small-scale formation, and tried to attack the cavalry in reverse.

It stands to reason that Scar should be leading the people to retreat at this time.

After all, the opponent's reinforcements have arrived, and the surprise attack effect brought about by breaking up the formation will be lost. Retreating at this time not only achieves the purpose of killing the enemy, but also minimizes the loss of one's own side.

But it is a pity that Scar has already prepared for life and death, leading the cavalry to fight to the death.

Therefore, the enemy army knew that reinforcements were coming, and had confidence, but it was still difficult to parry in the face of the desperate cavalry.

"Brothers, kill!"

"Kill."

The cavalry was angry, and the strange beasts under them also rushed around.

Domineering no doubt.

"This cavalry regiment is really planning to die inside." A passer-by watched with tears in his eyes: "The reinforcements have already arrived, and if they don't leave, it will be too late."

"Once the reinforcements come to surround them, they will never be able to fly even if they grow wings."

"This group of soldiers is really a pity."

"Hey."

The crowd of onlookers wept one after another, looking at the group of cavalry who were completely desperate, they were completely immersed in sadness.

Luo Jin also let out a long sigh: "Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian, you really shouldn't..."

"Such a brave legion, you... why did you give up? You know, such a legion is rare, but such a soldier..."

"Hey."

He couldn't help sighing, and couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with Han Sanqian.

He can indeed escape, there is nothing wrong with that, after all, the enemy is at hand, but...you shouldn't give up such a soldier.

"Come on."

The reinforcements have already reached the battlefield, and the distance from the cavalry is only a few dozen steps away. They can surround them in just a moment!

However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly struck...