On the slopes of the hill on three sides, several groups of cavalry quietly appeared.

General Yan Guo felt his eyelids jump twice, and an ominous premonition finally appeared.

He half-squinted his eyes and glanced around.

A half-circle of shadowy horse's head.

Next, there is the horse's neck.

Then he saw the man on horseback.

These people had unkempt hair, dark complexions, and wore sheepskin robes, unlike the Liaodong steppe people he had killed before.

Those cavalry didn't look special, which made the Yan general breathe a sigh of relief.

Ambushed by himself, apparently, the caravan from before was a decoy.

These cunning nomadic tribesmen!

The general waved the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Prepare for battle!" ”

This person's voice was loud, and in the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, it was clearly audible and powerful in the distance.

The light cavalry was in good spirits, and even the soldiers who were picking up things in the grass hurriedly mounted their horses and drew their blades.

These light cavalry were uniformly equipped with spears, swords, shields, and bows and arrows, and some of the vanguard soldiers used to charge into battle were even equipped with deck armor, and the faces and chests of the horses were also covered with cooked cowhide to protect them from ordinary arrow attacks.

Hearing the order, everyone held a shield in their left hand and a sword in their right, and within a few breaths, they formed a battle team, and it seemed that it was also a well-trained army.

At the end of the hill, the half circle of cavalry seemed to take a few breaths before suddenly moving.

The horses neighed first, and by the time they landed, they had already taken their first step.

Step 2.

Step 3.

First, it was a small step, not fast, a little faster than a pedestrian.

Then, start to accelerate step by step.

Thousands of horses' hooves, from fine to neat, from fast to slow, from light to heavy.

There is an illusion that the sound of the horses' hooves is slowly lengthened, and in the col, everything becomes slow.

The cavalry clinged to their horses, hunched over, and looked from below to the top, and could only see their black faces, hidden behind the flying mane.

After seven or eight breaths, the rumbling cries became uniform, and the nearly a thousand horses and thousands of horses' hooves, as if controlled by a strange force, swooped down.

Neat, stable and powerful.

It slammed into the earth with a heart-pounding sound.

Condescending, that momentum is unstoppable.

Soldiers block and kill soldiers, and they will block and kill generals!

Those Yan cavalry also launched a charge, but they could only attack from their backs.

Below, they need to rush up the hill to kill the enemy, and in terms of speed and momentum, they are clearly out.

However, these arrogant light cavalry were not afraid, and they found at a glance that their equipment was several times better than that of their opponents, and although the cavalry of those nomadic tribes had a geographical advantage, they did not have any decent offensive equipment and protective equipment.

Because the other party was condescending, the Yan cavalry couldn't see the grassland people who were clinging to the back of the horse's neck, so there was a strange scene.

The light cavalry of the Yan Kingdom, no one even thought of using bows and arrows.

They shouted and shook the sky, blocked the front with their shields, brandished their blades, and rushed upwards with a bang.

It's very slow to say, but in fact, from the first step of the steppe people's war horses to the time when the two armies meet, it takes no more than ten breaths in total.

In the roar of horses' hooves, two cavalry regiments, seven or eight thousand miles apart, collided together for the first time.

On the battlefield, there was a brief pause.

It seemed that there was a strange time pause between heaven and earth, and everything was slightly suspended for a moment.

This illusion of silence lasted for about a breath.

Guo Yang's men, those steppe cavalrymen with unkempt hair, suddenly pulled a blood moon scimitar out of the horse's back at the moment when the two armies met, and fixed it firmly in the card slot of the saddle front bridge.

Their bodies were clinging to the swift horse's back, and they didn't even lift their heads.

The light cavalry of the Yan Kingdom didn't even fight with these flashing steppe people, and everything was over.

In a flash, the scimitar that crossed the horse's back struck and gently cut off the horses, shields, and pawns that passed them.

At a glance, the light cavalry didn't even have time to feel the pain, and even the men and horses with cowhide armor were cut in two by the scimitar that was sideways.

The vast majority of the Yan light cavalry didn't even see what their opponents looked like, and they broke off without a sound.

……

It was only after a breath that this strange illusion of stillness ended.

Because, someone suddenly screamed miserably.

The other half, he had to swallow back.

The steppe man's knife cut off their bodies, and at the same time cut off their voices.

……

With the first sound, there is a second sound.

The strange thing is that all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom who were cut off by the Blood Moon Scimitar in a flash could only let out a half-miserable scream.

Swing the weapon in your half-handed hand.

Look at the last half of the splendid world.

Fear and remorse have just begun, and they are cut in two,

The remaining half, supporting half of their blood-gushing bodies, threw more than ten steps forward, and even the men and horses fell headlong, never getting up again.

……

With one dive, he cut off seventy or eighty percent of the Yan cavalry.

The rest of the people were stunned to see the accomplices around them being neatly cut off, and they didn't have time to react at all.

Because, those steppe people were obviously specially trained cavalrymen, and their charging formation was very strange, and the first wave of charges, like a terrible comb, quietly tore the opponent's formation into strands.

The second and third waves of cavalry arrived, in the shape of a giant scissors, crisscrossing and passing by, directly breaking the strands into pieces.

Nearly 2,000 light cavalry of the Yan Kingdom shattered at the touch of a button, like paper paste.

……

General Yan was obviously frightened, he had never seen such a strong cavalry attack, he raised his long sword in his hand, shouted loudly, and led a group of guards to rush forward.

Coming up was a hundred-man team of Amu.

Amu did not hesitate to let go of seventy or eighty Yan cavalry who were scurrying around, and he set his eyes on this Yan general from afar.

This dog is too ostentatious, dressed in bright armor, riding a tall horse, standing majestically under a large flag fluttering in the wind.

Amu took his team of 100 people, and in an instant, he rushed to the front of the general's team.

The general saw that it was not good, and he easily stood a thick shield in front of him, and waved the long sword in his hand to meet Amu, who was the first to rush.

Amu placed the scimitar across the saddle and turned his hand to remove the flower bone.

When he was still twenty steps away from the general, Amu let out a strange scream, and the war horse under his crotch suddenly accelerated, and his entire body rose into the air.

Even the people and horses, together with the flower bone, smashed towards the general of Yan State.

General Yan Guo saw that it was not good, gave up the attack, and just stubbornly blocked the shield in front of him.

Whew—

With a deafening sound, the three-inch-thick shield burst instantly, turning into irregular fragments the size of a palm, splashing in all directions.

General Yan's body was like being struck by lightning, half of his body was numb, and the palm of the hand holding the shield was dripping with blood.

Ahh

With a miserable scream, General Yan's right leg, along with the body of half of the war horse, was passed by.

His broken leg had not yet hit the ground, a terrible cry had not yet been uttered, and in a flash of the knife, he was killed.

It was a ten-division commander of Amu who killed the general of Yan State, he didn't think the scimitar was too enjoyable, so he simply took the scimitar in his hand at the end of the first wave of charge, and slashed all the way, and he didn't pay attention to it, and actually chopped off half of the head of the unlucky general.

"Fuck, what shit didn't obey and killed this crumb? I haven't had enough of it! Amul turned his horse's head, but found that the general of the Yan Kingdom had half of his head cut off, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"Centurion, I was wrong...... the centurion said quickly.

"Dog, pay attention in the future, the other party's general can be captured alive, and he can't be caught alive and then killed. Go, kill a few more Yan cavalrymen, and Lao Tzu will exempt you from responsibility. Amu yelled.

"Yes, Centurion!" The ten-captain shouted, turned his horse's head and prepared to charge, but was dumbfounded.

With such a delay, the two thousand Yan State light cavalry were killed cleanly!

"Centurion...... I'll make amends for killing the enemy next time, ......you see," said the Ten-Captain with a sad face.

Amu was also a little stunned, damn it, this is too fast, he hasn't finished his sex, and the battle is over?

There was no survival in this battle, and even the vast majority of the nearly 2,000 war horses were swept by the horizontal scimitars, and few survived.

……

And the most shocking thing is Duanmu Niu.

This Guo Yang's childhood friend, the only friend in Lijiamen Village back then, served half a jue wine and stood on a high hill, dumbfounded.

He had half a mouthful of wine in his mouth, and from the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle, it seemed that he had not finished swallowing.

End the battle so quickly?

Nearly a thousand people, against twice as many enemies, almost without a single charge back and forth, all killed?

The corners of Duanmu Niu's eyes twitched vigorously, his heart beat wildly, and he felt that his breathing was a little short.

Monsters, a bunch of monsters.

And Guo Yang, this seemingly harmless guy from humans and animals, is the biggest monster.

"Sheep...... This is war? Duanmu Niu looked at the stump arm and broken leg that was spread all over the ground from a distance, and muttered.

"This is the beginning." Guo Yang also took a handful of wine and stood up, looking in a good mood.

He stretched, took a shallow sip, nodded in satisfaction, and grinned.

"How did you do that?" Duanmu Niu asked.

"It's not how I did it, it's what they forced me to do." Guo Yang smiled, "Actually, you know, I just want to be a sheep, an auspicious, rich, and docile lamb." However, if others don't want to, then it's just like that. ”

Duanmu Niu picked up the half-jue wine in his hand, drank it dry in one gulp, smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Guo Yang's shoulder, and said: "Okay, this is the real Guo Yang, don't pretend to be a lamb in front of me, be careful that I grab your wolf tail!" Ha ha. ”

Guo Yang glanced at Duanmu Niu and said, "Mixing on the grassland, you kid's little white face can't be eaten, you need to toss it to be as black as me, otherwise, you won't even be able to find a decent woman." ”

The two laughed.