The roaring speed and the dense dust curtain made most of the cavalry not notice the short spears flying overhead.

The short spear and the war horse are-for-tat, and the speed of the two is superimposed, and the power is even greater. It's just that in this kind of relative, the worst thing is still people and horses; And after the tip of the short spear penetrated the flesh and bones, it did not even bend.

"Hoo~~" The roar of the war horse tore apart, covering up the tragedy of human beings. The cavalry that rolled down one after another made the cavalry array much empty.

The screams around and the piles of flesh and blood blurred the fiery heads of the traitor cavalry. But there is no way back, and the collision has begun.

Click, the wooden spear was split, but the traitor cavalry did not have the last laugh. The sharp wooden stick without a spear head was not chopped down and actually pierced into the horse's neck, and as the horse struggled, it jumped up, and finally the knight was also crushed under the horse.

Boom~ The spear wooden man was knocked into the air, bringing down several scarecrows behind him.

If it is an ordinary army, in this case it is already a wide open formation. But the unscathed wooden man was killed again under the puzzlement of the traitor cavalry.

"W-how is this possible?"

"Ah~no~"

……

"Wooden Man Attack~"

"Kill~" The forwards of the two armies have been pasted together, and the cones of the cavalry charge formation have been smoothed, so Chen Xiong ordered all the five hundred wooden people to attack, and the traitor cavalry was strangled together.

Boom~ The air shook violently.

Phew~Phew~~ Compared with humans, the neighing of war horses is still the loudest.

The poor horses were often stabbed by spears first, and although the terrible impact also injured the wooden man's hands, this did not prevent the wooden man from continuing to slash.

"Give me death." The saber swept down.

Knock~ The flesh and blood splash imagined by the traitor cavalry did not appear, and the steel knife actually clicked into the neck of the wooden man. If it weren't for the viscous red liquid oozing out, the traitor cavalry would have thought that it was cutting wood instead of cutting people.

The wooden man ignored the knife around his neck and swung the sword at the knight's neck as well. The knife flew over the head, the war horse also staggered, and the wooden man slashed at the horse's ass with his sword, and he could no longer hold on and fell.

Kill kill kill ~~

The two sides got carried away, and only frantically slashed and killed each other.

The sound of weapons colliding with flesh was intertwined with the shouts of war horses and humans.

"Go both ways, and then shoot back." One of the two thousand cavalry could no longer rush up, and the traitor commander immediately took the lead and rushed to the side.

The strongest power of cavalry is the constant rotation and charge, and it only takes two or three rounds for even the elite infantry to be crushed due to exhaustion.

"The dog traitor still wants to look back, and asked me if he did." Chen Xiong sneered and ordered: "You rush me, don't die." ”

"It's the lord." Hundreds of scarecrows galloped away, killing the cavalry as they adjusted their direction.

"Damn, how can it be so fast!" Seeing that the scarecrow was approaching, the cavalry behind them were all in a panic, and the stopped cavalry was even inferior to the infantry.

"Rack~Rack~" didn't care about the formation, the cavalry fled in a panic, and the formation was completely chaotic.

"Damn cowards garbage waste." The commander of the Tartars was resentful: the cavalry formation of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty was scattered, and the best fighters were lost.

The traitor cavalry scattered like water, but the scarecrow behind them still pursued closely.

"The Jurchen warriors attacked and tore them apart." General Fuzhou knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"Kill~" A thousand Tartar iron horses moved, and the majestic war horses were more intense than the movements before the traitor cavalry.

"Kill~kill~kill" The Tartars cheered wildly, they had not met their opponents for a long time. The Han infantry, which could force back 2,000 cavalry, had been regarded as equal opponents by them, and it also made them want to conquer a strong enemy.

Boom~ The earth danced again, and the most tragic collision was about to begin.

"There are really two sets of dog tartars!" The hideous head of the horse, the savage and ugly face of the tartar, rolled with a roar. The smoke and dust curtain around the iron rider made a thousand iron riders overwhelming.

The iron cavalry is dark, and the sky is trembling, this is simply a hanging for the cavalry!

The wooden men had just finished killing the fleeing cavalry, and they had already moved away from their main formation with the enemy, and they could not return to their main formation for a while.

The Jurchen Iron Horse was five or six hundred meters away, and the huge black curtain was ready to swallow up the remaining more than 1,000 people of Chen Xiong.

"Straw Army, the first column to charge to the death, cut the horses first."

"It's the lord."

"Second column rush."

"It's the lord."

"Third column." Chen Xiong gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, the scarecrow who charged them would definitely die.

"Fourth column."

"Fifth column."

A column of sixty people, a full three hundred scarecrows like rags towards the iron horse black curtain.

"Haha, ignorant Han pig." The Jurchen Tartars watched the scarecrow rushing towards them, and they all sneered. The infantry dared to hedge with cavalry, it was simply stupid and terrible.

"What a bunch of crazy people! Where are they the Han people who came, if these people have tens of thousands, we Jurchens don't have to raise troops! The Fuzhou generals of the Tartars also had to admire these Han troops who worked hard to send them to death.

"The whole army attack~" After the death squad left dozens of meters, Chen Xiong shouted again and gave the order.

"It's the lord."

Boom~ More than a thousand scarecrows, including Chen Xiong, rushed towards the black curtain of the Tartars' iron horse.

"Hurry up~Hurry up~" Mu Yi and the remaining more than 300 wooden people also rushed madly.

……

Frame~

Erection ~ unprecedented, piles of groups of cavalry were chased by the infantry.

"Damn it, why are these Han troops still behind!" The traitors were in charge of a hundred guards, and they ran for a long time without getting rid of the dozens of scarecrows behind them.

He wanted to turn around and fight, but he was terrified by the scarecrow's crazy appearance. He had seen the horror of the wooden people just now, and the two thousand cavalry had lost more than 700 people in the rush just now.

Main Battlefield ~

"Haha, let's die." The Tartar's tomahawk slashed at the scarecrow's head, and the Tartar knew that the split would definitely be halved.

The scarecrow ignored the tartar, and the steel knife in his hand was already swept around the horse's neck.

Huh~ The neck of the war horse shot out with blood, and the tall war horse also used all his strength to tear and shout angrily.

The scarecrow's neck was cut off, and the falling head still looked at the tartar indifferently. Feeling the weightlessness of the tartar under him, there was no trace of joy of victory at all. In fact, he would rather be hacked to death by the enemy than fall off his horse, and finally be trampled into red mud by his own people.

When a scarecrow is killed, a war horse falls.

"No, these madmen."

Three hundred scarecrows died, but more than three hundred tartars fell to the ground. The corpse on the ground blocked the charge of the Tartars who followed, and then the dust curtain suddenly accelerated, covering the front of the Tartar Iron Rider.

"Okay, now." Chen Xiong's eyes lit up.

Drink~

Eighteen palms of the dragon descending~

The half-meter-large light wave was extremely dazzling in the smoke screen, like light in the darkness.

Rumble~~

A wave of warmth came and made General Suzhou feel the warmth of summer in advance. But the nearly 100 subordinates who fell made his heart completely cold.

"Rush, kill~~" More than a thousand scarecrows and three hundred wooden people surrounded the Tartars in all directions.

After watching the Tartar being surrounded, Chen Xiong leaned on the wooden man in a weak chair: "Mu Jiu, you guys support me!" "He's weak now, like he's been drained.

"It's the lord." More than a dozen wooden people used their hands as stretchers to let Chen Xiong lie down.

When encountering the Han army that would not retreat from the battle, the so-called invincibility of the Tartars in the world was already vulnerable.

"No, it can't be~"

"Hehe, the Jurchen warriors are invincible in the world, how is this possible~" After the Tartar commander fell, his eyes still read: I can't believe it.

As the last Tartar fell, the lively land fell silent again. From time to time, the moaning of people and horses became weaker and weaker, and soon stopped completely.

An hour later, after reinvigorating the Han army, Chen Xiong then ordered: "Mu Yi, Mu Er, you go and kill all the remaining Tartars." ”

"It's the lord."

The traitors who can be cavalry must be traitors who have made great achievements or are extraordinary, and this kind of traitor kills the most people and sinners the most, so Chen Xiong will not take the initiative to recruit them.

Looking at the scarecrow that was torn apart, the fat brother scolded angrily: "Damn, I won't bury it this time." Let the Tartars die on the ground. ”

Of course, the Han army still has to be buried, otherwise it will turn back to the prototype in a few days.

Before nightfall, Mu Yimu and Mu Er also led people back to Hulu Mountain, and as for the more than 1,000 Tartars, they didn't even have a chance to surrender. Chased down by the scarecrow, the traitor who was sleepy and tired of people could only turn around and fight to the death, but the result only made a lot of flesh and blood on the ground.

One will be a success!

Of the more than 2,000 Han troops and the three front armies, there are now only more than 1,000 people left. This also let Chen Xiong know the power of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, if the three thousand Iron Cavalry were all Tartars, I am afraid that the more than 2,000 Three Front Army would not survive much in the end.