Mo said that the horses ridden by the black armor spirit were not easy to control, and even the horses that the nomads stepped on became flustered.

The military advisor was worried that the stampede that had occurred before would not only happen to the black-armored spirit riders, but also to their people.

Therefore, it is definitely not a good way to continue to hold on.

In response to the new problem of the Dayu Dynasty, they must come up with a solution so that this battle can continue to be fought.

Otherwise, not only would their nomadic tribe lose all their money this time, but they would also suffer heavy casualties, and it would not be impossible for them to be wiped out.

"Okay, withdraw the troops for the time being."

Murchi naturally sensed that the situation was not good.

It can be said that Mu Erchi's biggest reliance is the black-armored spirit rider of King Guojun and the inner ghost arranged by King Guojun.

Now the news from the inner ghost is not bad at all, and the attack of the Dayu Dynasty army is indeed as written in the letter.

However, the army of the Dayu Dynasty had such a terrifying weapon, but the inner ghost did not sue them.

It is difficult to do it, the status of the inner ghost in the army of the Dayu Dynasty has declined.

With such confidential news, the inner ghost can't even hear it?

Thinking of today's heavy losses, Murchi had a terrible headache.

"Master Hou, it seems that the nomads want to withdraw their troops."

Since the start of this battle, it is the people of the Dayu Dynasty who are suffering, and the hearts of the soldiers of the Dayu Dynasty have been holding their breath.

Today, their Dayu Dynasty has not really made a move, but the nomads are in chaos.

Seeing the nomads who were arrogant a few days ago, they are now like lost dogs, and they can only flee with their tails between their legs.

Seeing this situation, how many soldiers felt a bad breath in their hearts.

Let these barbarians be rampant and proud, and they will not be able to kill them!

"Jing Bohou, what now?"

Chanson breathed a sigh of relief.

It was precisely because Jin'er delivered the news to the nomads that the nomads were defenseless, so they attacked in groups as before.

If it weren't for that, it would be impossible for that black-armored spirit rider to be killed so many people in such a short period of time.

"Pursue while you win!"

Ye Jitan raised his chin and said proudly:

"Xuan'er is really smart, she deliberately sent the news yesterday, just to let the nomads gather together.

This is a great good for us, continue to throw me medicine bags. ”

Until now, Ye Jitan, like everyone else, called the explosive bag a medicine bag, because the thing wrapped in paper was indeed used to make medicine.

“……”

Qian Sen thought that the son of Fa would take the credit for today's work on his son, so that the emperor could exempt his son from the death penalty.

But when Ye Jitan said this, it was completely bad for Qian Sen's calculations and made Qian Senbai happy.

Indeed, this news was not sent out to confuse the nomads in order to help the Yu Dynasty win.

Originally, this news was sold to the nomads in and out of the money to harm the Yu Dynasty.

It's just that Ye Hanxuan is smart enough to make good use of this, which can create a good situation in front of him.

If you really want to talk about merit, there is absolutely no money to get in, this is all arranged by Ye Hanxuan.

"Kill."

Hearing the sound of the horn, the morale of the soldiers of the Dayu Dynasty was high, and they were all brave and extraordinary, and rushed in the direction of the nomads.

The use of the "medicine bag" was taught to Ye Jitan by Ye Hanxuan, and Ye Jitan trained a group of soldiers who could do it.

Therefore, under the rejection of other soldiers, these soldiers who would throw "medicine bags" threw the lit "medicine bags" one by one to the places where there were many nomads.

With a "bang", with the first loud bang, the nomads will lose a dozen or so people, and at least five or six people.

Listening to the sound of "bang bang" a dozen times, the number of nomads killed was as high as 100, and there were many injured.

What the nomadic military division was worried about happened under the repeated bombardment.

The horses were already terrified of loud noises.

In the face of this strange and close loud noise, the horse was completely out of control.

The greatest advantage that the nomads have always had in this war is nothing more than immediate kung fu.

Coupled with the sudden appearance of this black-armored spirit horseman, the kung fu of the horse is even better than that of the nomads.

One can imagine what a catastrophe the appearance of the loud noise is for the people on the nomadic side.

On the contrary, Ye Hanxuan had long known that the animals were afraid of the sound of bombs, and Dayu had plugged their earplugs in advance for the war horses on this side.

Not to mention that these earbuds can completely block the loud sound of explosives, but the effect of activating is really not small.

Compared with the nomadic horses who are frightened, and not only throw people off their horses and trample them to death,

In addition to kicking the hooves of the war horse on this side of Dayu with some restlessness and restlessness, there is no more violent expression.

"Retreat to the Hill of Death!"

Seeing this, Mu Erchi's eyes were bloodshot and red.

He never imagined that in just one hour, how could the shape become so terrifying.

Last night, he was still drinking goat's milk wine, eating roast lamb legs, and holding a beauty, thinking that he would win.

In his eyes, the rich and powerful Yu Dynasty is like the roasted sheep in front of him that is fragrant and slaughtered by him.

At this time, Mu Erchi would never dare to have such an idea again.

At such a time, Murchi once again thanked God for his unique love for the nomads.

If God hadn't given the nomadic death hill such a natural barrier, the nomads would have been wiped out by the Dayu Dynasty so much that there would be no scum left.

"Withdraw your troops and return to the Hill of Death."

Hearing that Murchi had made a correct judgment, the military advisor nodded and repeated Murchi's words again.

"Jing Bohou, those eight lambs are running away!"

When Ma Gongcheng saw this situation, he glared, and he was really disgusted with the nomads.

Obviously, this war was provoked by the nomads, and the rampant appearance of the nomads before, Ma Gongcheng did not forget it.

Now I can't beat it, and when I get hurt, I want to run with my tail between my legs.

In the face of the nomadic people's "bad" actions, Ma Gongcheng really hated it.

A nomadic tribe is a small tribe, not even a small country.

The reason why they dare to be so bold to shout with the Yu Dynasty and provoke the majesty of the Yu Dynasty is to rely on the cover of the hill of death.

Otherwise, he alone with an army can exterminate the nomads!

"What's the hurry?"

Ye Jitan sneered:

"This time, even if you can't destroy the nomads, you have to bite a piece of meat down on the nomad's body, even the belt meat, and bite him until he sees the flesh."

This time is different.

In the past, the nomads had suffered too many defeats in the hands of their Yu Dynasty, and they knew that the situation of the nomads was completely inferior to the national strength of the Yu Dynasty.