The river meanders eastward, and the clear river flows slowly and quietly, until a cliff that seems to be split by divine power, which becomes a turbulent rapid, forming a wide water curtain that pours out, and the water mist stirred up by the river falls to the ground, rising into the air, steaming clouds to the sky, and the sound is like thunder. A beautiful rainbow in the mist, hanging high in front of the waterfall.

The waterfall landed in a river and continued downstream. Ten kilometers downstream, there are countless maple forests, and the maple leaves hide a ruin. Two men stood in the ruined temple with their hands in their hands, looking at the rainbow in the distance. An old man in green clothes with a long beard chanted: "The evening rainbow is slanting and the sun is dark, and half of the mountains and rivers have rain marks. Alas... Such a beautiful scenery has been lost for thousands of years. ”

Beside him, a white-robed and silver-armored general, like a javelin, Shenhua was restrained, gently pulled up his helmet, and said with a smile evilly: "Sir is so interested, the enemy is current, don't forget the wind and the waning moon." This determination is admired by the students. ”

The old man turned around and smiled, "Heh, boy, praise, true celebrities are self-effeminate, and they are ignored by gods and demons." Old and old, he didn't dare to compete with the sun and the moon, he only dared to go with the flow in the world, and he lived a lifetime. How can a general be so excited to go and fight with people in the school field?

The general said solemnly: "The disciple knows his mistakes, and he should not fight for the courage of the horseman."

The old man is like an old monk, his face is not wavering, and he said after a long time: "When the husband is angry, the blood is splashed in five steps, and within ten steps, the people are all enemies of the country! ”

After hearing this, the white-robed general pondered for a moment, and then his sword eyebrows were raised, and a ray of light shot out of his deep eyes. Said: "The disciple will follow the teachings carefully, and he will put aside his personal grievances in the future." Don't fight with others for a long time. ”

The old man nodded, a smile returned to his face, and said, "I heard that the one who fought with you was a heroic young knight, and it is said that he also came here. Young people should be frivolous, and you don't need to worry too much, but if you really meet it, you will naturally look at your heart first. I heard that the kid has a name called "Dandelion Hero", which came from nowhere, but it is interesting. ”

The white-robed general looked into the distance, on the horizon in the distance, a round of the sun was about to set, and the sunset in the western sky seemed to have a brilliant blood color, and in a blur, the long grass everywhere was plated with a piece of gold. The evening breeze blew, and the wildflowers of the demon rule were mixed with dogtail grass, and they were trampled by a column of proud and indifferent golden-armored light cavalry. The remnants of the flowers and grass fell to the ground...

The white-robed general stretched out a pair of slender and slender hands, pulled out the silver spear behind his back, and assembled it steadily and powerfully..... said: "I have something urgent to do, and I don't plan to look for him." ”

The old man said: "The cold barren slope is as bright as the sun, the famous flowers without flowers are like dancing, the flocculent is like a yarn, and the autumn is interested in the end of the world." The most afraid of the little dandelion is also aspiring to the world. Don't forget, boy, the traitor of Qingping, the hero of troubled times. Since ancient times, the grass has left a name. ”

The white-robed general said: "A few days ago, there was a report that the red boat intercepted and killed two teams of people, and the location happened to be on his line. I don't know if there will be a conflict. It's just a reckless, and it shouldn't lead the red boat to make a big move.

The old man glanced at the cavalry coming from afar, and said: "The beast herd has a lot of cubs this year, and it has recently moved north on a large scale, but I am afraid that it is not as simple as returning to the ancestral land." If a beast tide is formed, it should be in three or five years. This period of time is a once-in-a-century window of safety for the mainland. We need to make a big plan before the tide of beasts, so that we can plan for many years in vain. However, if Suhuang Cave is watching the fire, he will seize the opportunity everywhere, and a small relic will fight for life and death, so why bother!"

Seeing the cavalry gradually, the white-robed general pulled down his armor and arched his hand: "Sir, wait, the students will go back when they go." ”

"Hey, these are your robes, can you get your hands on them?" the old man stroked his beard, a glimmer of light flashed under his cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to see through the armor to see through the general's thoughts.

The voice from under the visor was slightly muffled: "Isn't this why Mr. invited me?"

The old man smiled, "Sure enough, it's a scheming boy." Even Master Fan has folded twice in a row, and he must be careless when he is old. If you don't invite a strong general, even if it is the period when the beasts move north, how dare the old man come to this place of right and wrong?"

"Sir is cautious, and in this case, the student should protect the way of Sir and the gentleman. ”

In order to save their horsepower, the cavalry slowly walked towards the ruins. The two teams of scouts, led by Shi Chang, broke away from the brigade and marched towards the ruins in a pincer shape. The iron cavalry trampled across the grassland, and the cold murderous aura spread, and the killing and bloodshed came unexpectedly, breaking the peace of the place for thousands of years.

The young light cavalry's immature face was slightly nervous, as a good family, he had been skilled in bows and horses since he was a child, and he should serve the country in the army, not to mention that only the enemy's head and military exploits could allow the family to stay behind the safe city walls and live. The first time he participated in the war, he still couldn't help but feel apprehensive. Glancing at the robe around him, a fellow villager of the same age as himself also went to the battlefield for the first time, and his eyes did not hide his desire to donate blood. The old pawn looked flat, as if it was just an ordinary drill.

Following the brigade towards the ruins by the river, the golden armor on his body did not bring him more courage. The spear he had just issued in his hand was said to be a real artifact, but he would rather have some clusters of armor-piercing arrows. Years of training experience told him that if a spear is used in battle, then life and death will be completely strangled by the god of fate, and there is no longer the right to choose.

The military marquis in front of him galloped forward, although the shouting was loud, but he couldn't hear it clearly, his ears seemed to be uncontrollable, and he chose to close up. The team dodged away in a sagittal shape, quickly shaking their heads, trying to put aside the messy thoughts. Staying in formation on an unfamiliar horse is not an easy task. The veterans have reminded countless times that the slightest mistake on the battlefield will kill them in a daze.

Out of the ruins rushed out a general in a white robe with silver armor and a silver spear, with a heroic posture. is much more handsome than the military marquis led by his own side. The light cavalry glanced behind them, and the female archers in the team obviously saw the other general, and for a moment they became enthusiastic and talked to each other, until the captain scolded a few times, and then quieted down.

The opposing general was followed by two columns of military horses, also light horses and light armor. He also divided two people, and rode to meet the scouts of his side. The brigade set up a crane wing formation and walked slowly face to face. Just looking at the array, before they have yet to fight, they know that the other party is at least a fine cavalry who has been trained for more than a year, and the general is also a general who knows the soldiers.

The battle formations of the two sides were decent, one side was a sagittal formation, and the two teams of light cavalry, one on the left and one on the right, acted as arrows, and the two teams were lined up in two columns behind them. The other side is based on the main general, and two teams on the left and right are riding one in front and one behind, as crane wings, and slowly advances forward. After advancing to the sprint distance, the marquis of his own side, who had always been strong, issued an order for an assault, and slowly raised the speed of the horse from front to back. The young cavalry knew that the most important thing at this time was not to look at the enemy, but to control the speed of the horse, and not to disrupt the formation and form chaos. After a hundred paces, the rear team pressed up, the formation became compact, and with the shouting of the military marquis, the whole team rode their horses and whips, and the battle formation was like a sharp arrow off the string, rolling up smoke and dust and rushing forward.

There was a whistle ahead, and the young cavalryman lowered his spear and hung a shield in his left hand to control the reins. The other party's formation in the line of sight was also getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but silently sing the long song of his hometown. There was also a whistle in the rear team, and someone shouted: "Pre". Behind him came the sound of neat string pulling. When they reached the range of the riding bow, they shouted "Shoot a hundred paces" and the sound of collapse was endless, and it was obvious that they had begun to shoot with horsepower. The young cavalry let out a sigh of relief, like a daily drill, a perfect light cavalry assault. There are a few more rounds of projectiles before engaging the enemy, and the enemy will definitely not be able to hold the formation without the cover of the heavy shield of the infantry. As soon as the bowstring sounded, and the feather arrow had not yet landed, the other party suddenly turned the horse's head to speed up the horse, and the crane wing array, which was originally advancing in parallel, neatly transformed into two columns and galloped towards both sides, one left and one right divided into two one-word goose formations. Staggered from the direction of the main formation's attack, the two flanks of the arrow formation separated left and right, and became two battle formations. This skillful technique of hand-controlling horses and changing formations made the young cavalry a little frightened. I'm afraid that the other party is an elite veteran who has been in battle for a long time.

The military marquis obviously did not expect the other party to receive the enemy's change of formation, and he was unable to react for a while, and the archers in the rear did not receive the command, and also stopped throwing, and the opportunity was lost in an instant, and the two teams staggered. There were 100 people on the left and right of the opponent's goose-shaped array, and they concentrated fire on the spear-wielding cavalry spread out on both flanks of the shapeless array.

For a while, arrows rained down, and the cavalry on both sides of the arrows saw that the situation was not good, and they had no time to turn their horses and escape, so they had to grab their hand shields to protect their heads. At a distance of 100 paces, the opposing cavalry could only shoot into the sky, and it was extremely difficult to get accurate. In his heart, he silently recited the blessings of the gods and Buddhas, the ancestors and the ancestors, and hoped that the other party's archery skills would not be perfect.

The strong bow of the opponent's spear rider had the farthest range, but most of the heavy arrows shot out of the Eagle Ling missed their heads, and they saw that the armor-piercing cone arrows with the Eagle Ling fell obliquely in front of and behind him, submerged into the long grass, and disappeared without a trace. I was secretly glad in my heart, there was a slight vibration from the hand shield, and I heard a soft sound of "collapse", and a thin conical arrow tip penetrated into the hand shield, and I was horrified, this is a three-baht demon beast bone armor-piercing cone cluster? This special cluster of arrows is reserved for elite archers equipped with a long-range soft bow. Just like those female archers in the back of the team, with three long and slightly shorter horn bows, weak bows with two taels (more than 30 grams) of short feather arrows, the throwing distance is extremely long. The cluster of arrows is an armor-piercing cone, with a sharp edge but no blade, so as not to scratch the shooter. The short arrow is good for holding the bow fingers to hold multiple branches, usually three arrows in a row, the fingers of the dexterous female archer can shoot out to cover the arrow curtain in an instant, although there is no cutting edge, the lethality is insufficient, but it is a sharp weapon against heavy armor and demon beasts.

Raising his shield and looking through the gap, there was a group of riders who were noticeably more slender, with a quiver hanging from the back of the saddle to the left and right, and a quiver behind their backs. Armed with a long and slightly shorter angular bow, he only carries a short soldier as a melee blade. He cursed in his heart, "Hell, how can she be the most elite female archer?"

The female archers only test the first round, waiting for the arrow to land, judging the distance, horse speed and wind speed. Only then did he see that the hand holding the archer was raised, and there were many arrows between his fingers. The eyes are like a stream of lightning, the bow is fully opened, the arrow is tight, the arrow is like chasing the wind, the speed is like a meteor, the three arrows are thrown out in a row, and a ball of arrow feathers is suddenly flying in the air, and a round of arrows is released, and the bow and horse leave the range of the battle. The spear quickly shielded the enemy's side.

At the same time, the arrows on both wings of the arrow array fell like raindrops, and the men and horses were covered by the arrow array, and several light horsemen covered by the arrow array were unstoppable, unavoidable, and the place protected by the shield was fine, and the position without armor and no shield was slightly negligent and could not be dialed, and it was immediately a pair of piercing. Most of the arrows were viciously aimed at the horses, and a few arrows fell on several war horses, and with a wail, even the people and horses flipped to the ground. Arrow wounds and falls, and the loss of horses, even if they don't die, they have no ability to continue fighting. There were also people who did not fall off the horse, and they were hit by arrows in their arms and thighs, and with a muffled snort, they pulled out their feathered arrows, but fortunately they were not cutting arrow blades, and these pains could be endured for the time being.

The front of the tun chief in the rear was blocked, and he saw the situation clearly at this time. The cavalry archers of the team were ordered to shoot back, but there was no test fire in a hurry, and although a concentrated fire was formed on several people, most of the feathered arrows failed to cover the target, and the opposing spears were either connected with shields or spears to disperse the scattered arrows. An equally dense rain of arrows went down, but only two people were wounded.

The military marquis was furious, worried about causing chaos, and at this time, he could not change the formation at will. I had to staggered as soon as possible, let out an angry roar, and the roar went straight into the back. Only then did the order be issued, and the front lost the formation slowed down and separated from the middle, and stood in two columns in a horizontal formation. As soon as the horse was retracted, he turned back to the horse's head, and changed the formation in the future. The two columns of cavalry on the other side each circled, and had already returned to the middle, and together they formed a scattered conical formation, and they didn't have time to regroup, and they rushed over with the white-robed general instantly speeding up.

The marquis hurriedly sounded the whistle, and the young cavalry did not have time to urge the horses to meet the attack. Hurry up and hang up the spear and take out the twelve-jun strong bow. Drawing the string behind the ear, the ancestral jade hammer (shè plate finger) of the thumb firmly clasped the bowstring, and finally had a chance to engage the battle, although he heard his teammates shoot at the hostile shot, but he did not want to waste the opportunity. Steadily look at one person and one horse, and wait for this person to run within fifty paces, and then let go of the arrow. The three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrow flew away, and with a "poof" sound, it shot straight into the chest of the cavalry warhorse. The strong bow was powerful, the arrows were sharp, and half an arrow pierced the horse's chest against the sternum, and the horse snorted, staggered its front hooves, fell to the ground, and slid far away on the long grass after castration. The rider was shooting arrows with his bow when he was thrown off his horse, his tendons were broken and broken, and blood splattered from his mouth and nose, and he obviously couldn't survive.

The bow and arrow before the enemy are fired, and both sides are injured by each other.

The white-robed general was dressed in a costume, relying on the shield and the demon beast skin armor in front of the horse's belly, and the feather arrows on the top of the horse, and he took the lead in the middle of the horizontal array. The section in front of me is full of female archers, although they are women, they are not afraid of death. The oncoming pretty female rider saw him rushing towards him, knowing that it was impossible to escape death, but she wanted to fight before she died, and shot a series of arrows in one hand, and the white-robed general was hit by two arrows in his armor, and he dodged another arrow on the side. Holding the spear in one hand, with the elbow as the axis, the head of the spear moves slightly, and the spirit snake generally rows towards the oncoming female archer. The life of the female rider turned into a red cloud and bloomed, leaning back and falling into the long grass. The white-robed general had no mercy at all, picked up the round shield full of feather arrows in his left hand, and swung it with all his might, and the head of another young and pretty woman was like a melon and fruit smashed open by a hammer, and blood mixed with brains burst out.

Courage is the last desperate gamble when people have no way to retreat, and the female archers who are on the way to the charge naturally have no way to retreat, and the courage that bursts out allows them to shoot the highest burst of their lives, and shoot a series of feather arrows at a distance of dozens of steps. The charging enemy fell to the ground in an instant, but unfortunately did not affect the enemies who were getting closer. When it came time to meet the enemy, most of the female archers were unable to pull the strings. Some people draw out short soldiers, some people smile sadly, and some people turn over and dismount and roll into the belly of the horse....

At this time, the white-robed general had already come out of the formation, not bumping on the back of the horse, standing on the horse's pedal, turning around and drawing the bow and shooting. A female archer was nervously dealing with the rushing Grim Reaper, but her life was harvested by the feathered arrows behind her. The military marquis came to the aid with his own soldiers, roaring for the white-robed general to feel like him, but this person didn't bother to look at him, and rode away... The marquis had no choice but to hate and kill the enemy brigade that rushed into battle. Seeing an enemy officer with a spear and picking off his own troops, he hurriedly swung his spear and swept towards the man. The enemy is also brave, does not dodge or dodge, and holds a gun and fights hard. As soon as the "bell" sounded, the spears collided, the military marquis was powerful, and the spearhead stabbed forward, instantly piercing into the opponent's armor without hindrance. The military marquis was also afraid that the other party would get stuck in the stirrups and bring himself down, so he had already taken off his spear and pulled out his short soldiers. Wait for the enemy horse team to rush past and then go to the man and draw his spear.....

The enemy's cavalry passed through the formation like a gale, and in the middle of the horizontal formation, it was as if it had been run over by a demon beast, leaving a large gap.

The young cavalry heard only the hoofs of horses whistling by and the screams of women. Only then did I know that the female archers of our side were just in the middle of the array. I secretly scolded each other in my heart that they were all livestock, these female archers were not good at close combat, and this round of charging was probably more auspicious...

The marquis shouted, and the whole team turned around, only to see the marquis holding a spear, the tip of the spear dripping blood, and the corpse of an enemy lying on the ground. Although this round of defense did not block the opponent's charge, the casualties on both sides were basically equal. If it weren't for the bravery of the opposing generals, their own side would have even gained the upper hand, and the soldiers of this formation cheered loudly and clamored.

The young cavalry could not see their own casualties, but they could faintly hear the woman's moans, and they could not help but worry. He knew that these female archers were extremely fast, and if it were not suppressed by these people, his side would only rely on the strong bows of the spear cavalry to shoot at the archers, and I was afraid that the battle situation would be unfavorable. A succession of commands was expected by the enemy, and the young cavalry feared that the marquis would make another mistake. Nervous hands and feet sweating, looking at the military marquis, the other party rushed after a round of horsepower, at this time should catch up, no matter how bad it is, you have to fight the opponent with the last bow horse, so as to reverse the disadvantage.

Although the military marquis led the army to fight for many years, he was not familiar with the tactics of light cavalry. After thinking about how to deal with it, the other party had already galloped away, gradually retracted his horse's speed, and jogged to recover his horsepower. The military marquis Panheng saw the losses of both sides, and knew that nothing could be done. rescued the wounded soldiers, led a team of people to retreat, and slowly withdrew from the battlefield.....

At the top of the cliff where the waterfall hangs, there is a group of people standing at this time, watching the battle from a distance. Su Wen was looking at the blood with the sights, and when he saw the military marquis leading the team to retreat, he couldn't help asking: "This team is too cowardly, isn't it?