Tazhiachov glanced up at the sky, the sun rose a man high, bright and red, and looked very comfortable.

He likes red, scarlet, crimson, blood red, dark red, pink, as long as it's red, it excites him.

The sun on the prairie is so beautiful!

Thinking so, Tari Aqinfu saw hundreds of small black dots faintly appearing in the vast expanse.

Those little black dots appeared in the east, right with their backs to the sun.

Those were some cavalry, Tazhi Aqinfu thought to himself, it should be Guo Yang's men.

He glanced at it, and there were about two or three hundred of them, which made him a little tired.

Two or three hundred people is not enough for him to stuff his teeth. If there are one or two thousand people, charging head-on, and in one round, you can kill hundreds of people, then it's fun!

"Commander, there is an enemy situation ahead." One of the horsemen craned his neck, half-squinted, looked from afar, and said loudly to Tazhiakov.

"Hmm." Tazhiakov lazily answered.

"Do you want to meet the enemy?" The cavalryman asked.

"Sure, send out 500 men and destroy them." Tazhiachov said.

"Five hundred? There are only two or three hundred people on the other side, so you don't need so many people, right? The cavalryman laughed.

"The eagle fights the rabbit, and you must do your best. Five hundred men and horses, lined up to meet them. Remember, don't chase after the poor, you can kill as much as you can, I heard that Guo Yang is a little fox, don't be fooled. Tazhiachov said.

"Yes!" As soon as the cavalry whistled, five hundred-man troops rumbled out of the ranks, met the enemy head-on, and directly launched a charge.

The cavalrymen, all of whom were well-trained and veterans of the charge, did not need Tazhiachenfu to settle down, but they divided into five teams and galloped wildly, whipping up a burst of wet earth and grass and leaves, and violently charging away.

The three cavalry in the distance seemed taken aback, hesitated, and stopped.

They seemed to be discussing something, probably saying whether they needed to retreat or not.

Seeing this, Agoura's five hundred cavalry became even more arrogant, and they hurried their horses and swept away as if a gust of wind were blowing.

When the two teams still had two or three arrows, Guo Yang's cavalry also moved, but instead of charging head-on, they had three hundred-man teams, divided into three teams.

One team rushed towards the 500 cavalry, and the other two rushed past the 500 cavalry, and actually rushed towards Tazhiachov.

Tazhiachov, who was in the distance, was a little puzzled, he did not understand the intentions of these enemies, because, with a hundred-man team against five cavalry teams, it was purely a search for death.

Of course, charging at more than 2,000 cavalry with two hundred-man teams is even more death-seeking!

In the few hesitant breaths of Tazhiakov, the two groups of cavalry rumbled towards them, as if to attack where the defense was weakest.

"Charge, archers, release arrows!" Tazhiachenfu snorted.

"Brushed" a rain of arrows, and shot at the two cavalry teams.

Unexpectedly, the two teams seemed to be rushing extremely fiercely, but in fact, they had long been on guard against each other's bows and arrows, and suddenly turned around, avoiding the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed in the other direction.

This time, they attacked the two thousand men who had the largest number of Agoura cavalry and the most heavily defended.

"Idiot, madman!" Tazhiachov spat on the ground and scolded disdainfully.

Just two hundred-man cavalry teams dared to charge two well-equipped and well-trained thousand-man cavalry teams, which was simply a piece of fat meat.

Tazhiachov didn't mind chopping these idiots into minced meat.

"Engage the enemy head-on, and charge with light cavalry!" Tazhiachenfu roared, brushing out a long sword.

The sword was twice as wide and more than twice as thick as a normal sword, reaching a full six feet.

Bronze swords of this shape are extremely rare, because ordinary bronze swords, if they are too long and heavy, are not only easy to break, but also extremely difficult to control.

The sword is light and agile, it has always been the common sense of sword practice, Tari Aqinfu dares to use the heavy sword, his arm strength is outstanding, and the swordsmanship must be good.

Let's say that the two hundred-man cavalry team turned to rush towards the crowded area, which made Agoura's cavalry slightly stunned.

This kind of fighting, they are not unprecedented, those fierce and abnormal ghost people on the northern snow field, like this kind of deadly fight the most, with their tall size, tough shield and three-zhang spear in their hands, it is very likely to fight against several times the enemy.

But these two hundred people, looking at their size, are thin and short, not particularly burly, and their equipment is also very simple, except for a shield that looks of good quality, and none of them are outstanding.

The two thousand people were a little relaxed, and many of them didn't even bother to take off their shields, and directly drew their short swords and prepared to face the enemy.

There were also some people who took off their shields, but they didn't plan to defend well, and the light cavalry against the light cavalry was a comparison of strength and speed, and the defense was secondary.

There were also many people who carried spears in their hands and put on a posture of formation.

In fact, when the two armies faced each other, the requirements for the formation and confrontation were extremely strict, the shield was the shield, the sword was the sword, the spear was the spear, and the overwhelming shooting with the bow and crossbow was enough for more than 100 people to exert the power of hundreds or even thousands of people.

It is conceivable that the kind of shield next to shield, sword after sword, spear like a dense forest, coupled with the rain of arrows in the sky, not only caused extremely serious damage to the enemy horseman, but also completely suppressed the opponent psychologically, which is really terrifying.

However, if such a loose and sparse formation is formed, its effect is extremely limited, and even because the cooperation between different weapons is not close, it hinders each other.

However, more than 2,000 people against 200 people did not seem to need a real line charge.

It was easy to say that it was as fast as it was, and in a few breaths, the two cavalry teams suddenly met.

A strange scene appeared.

Guo Yang's two hundred-man cavalry team, all the cavalry at the moment when the two armies met, actually bent down on the horse's back, and tightly attached their whole bodies to the horse's back or the side of the horse's belly, so that the opponent's spear and short sword fell into the air.

At the same time, a bright scimitar struck out of their saddle, bent forward and straight, and flashed by.

By the time Agoura's cavalry noticed that something was wrong, it was too late, and the scimitar, because it was too sharp, with the strength and speed of the two armies, easily cut the men and horses who had passed by by mistakenly.

Not even a sound.

The soft "hoc" sound of the knife cutting through the bodies of the horses and cavalry was muffled by the sound of the horses' hooves rumbling and earth-shattering, and the people behind suffered a great loss.

Because it was two cavalry opposing each other, the speed of the staggered body was extremely fast, so even if the person in front was cut into ridiculous pieces, or the stump and arm were broken in an instant and let out a wail, the person behind would not notice it at all.

Therefore, with this charge, Agoura's cavalry fell into great luck, and the cavalry corps of more than 2,000 people quietly killed three or four hundred people.

The two hundred men and horses, like two sharp knives, flashed in the middle of a mass of flesh and blood, cutting a basically square cavalry legion into three bloody strips.

The first to notice that something bad was Tazhiachenv, because he watched carefully from a distance, and the scene of the two armies meeting each other and his own people being gently cut off made his heart beat wildly.

Fooled, these dogs were miscellaneous, and they actually used a horizontal knife to deal with the opponent who passed by.

It's insidious!

It's so vicious!

But it was too late.

When the cavalry charges, once they meet, it is bound to become a life-and-death fight.

Victor, alive.

Loser, die.

It's too late to stop, or change, the attack.

Tazhiachenv watched as his two long groups of cavalrymen turned on their backs, like two terrible wounds, which were quickly cut open and stretched by the two groups of dog offal.

What made him thunderous the most was that the two teams of men and horses charged one by one, and after killing three or four hundred people, they did not stop at all, and took advantage of the momentum of the charge, and fled directly into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they bypassed a slow slope and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Tazhiachov turned his head abruptly and saw the same scene.

The hundred-man cavalry used the same vile technique to lightly cut a knife in the middle of his five hundred horses, and rumbled away, without any mud and water.

Fake hesitation to paralyze your opponent and make them despise themselves.

Then, using the method of dividing troops, he further weakened himself, and reduced the three hundred-man cavalry team into three thin attack forces, and continued to paralyze the opponent.

At the moment when the two armies met, they suddenly used the technique of crossing the sword and horseback, cutting hundreds of people and horses to death, and then fled directly.

This is a kind of play that has been calculated in advance, and in hindsight, it is a little pediatric, but suddenly, it is difficult to react.

"Old fox! Lao Tzu wants to break your body into ten thousand pieces! Tazhiachenv gritted his teeth and looked hideous.

Before the fight started, he suffered a big loss, and Tazhi Aqinfu was unwilling, and he swore that he would take revenge.

Three hundred people, one of the three or four hundred people who killed the opponent in front of him, and walked away unscathed, which made Tazhi Aqinfu thunderous at the same time, but also secretly frightened.

Terrible.

It's amazing.

Sinister.

It's so vicious!

Guo Yang, that little bastard, is really a character, and he can train such a powerful light cavalry!

Looking at the three long men who had been killed and mutilated by others, Tazhiaqinfu's face was pale, and he stared viciously into the depths of the grassland.

There, it was the direction in which the three hundred-man cavalry had fled.

"Thousand ...... Husband, do we continue to sneak up or do we go after those shit? A centurion asked in a low voice.

"Sneak attack, sneak attack, people have been waiting for us for a long time! Also, don't go after it, they want to lead us in the opposite direction. Tazhiakov gradually calmed down his anger and said in a deep voice.

"Then we ......," the centurion asked cautiously.

"Regroup, form a formation, move on, and level the Tengger tribe!" Tazhiachov said through gritted teeth.

……

On the high hill, Duanmu Niu and Xidu Rigu couldn't breathe when they saw it.

However, a battle of dozens of breaths made the two of them break out in a cold sweat.

Especially Xidu Rigu, who had never seen a real war, at this time, he felt that his breathing was about to stop, and he was full of sweat, until the three hundred-man cavalry disappeared into the vast grassland, and he did not come back to his senses for a long time.

It's so exciting, just one look, hundreds of people and horses are killed.

The three hundred-man cavalry teams were simply three indestructible knives, and in a flash, they cut three huge wounds on the opponents all over the mountains.

The blood was still flowing, and some of the cavalrymen who had one leg cut off were still wailing and rolling, and they fled away, a few flickering, and completely disappeared.

"Sheep, you are really powerful, even more powerful than a year ago." Duanmu Niu breathed a sigh of relief and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, High Priestess, it's exciting!" Xidu Rigu echoed.

Guo Yang smiled, picked up the wine, and said, "Why, such a good wine can't be drunk every day." ”

Duanmu Niu smiled, raised the wine lord, and beckoned Xidu Rigu to also hold the wine lord: "Come, loyal and honest big brother Xidu Rigu, let us pay tribute to the high priest!" ”

Hidurigu got up, knelt on one knee, held up the bartender, and looked solemn: "High Priest, the greatest happiness of Hidurigu is to meet you, and find himself on such a morning, the lowly shepherd Hidurigu begs the high priest for permission to let me join the cavalry as well." ”

Guo Yang was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Your ewe is about to lamb, your mare's milk needs to be squeezed out and poured into a big wooden barrel, and the mother-in-law in your tent still needs you to serve her alive." ”

"The shepherd lifted up his lowly head, and when he saw the goshawk, he no longer wanted to go back to the flock. After gnawing on the Ganoderma lucidum grass on the Tianshan Mountains, even those stupid big bulls no longer want to go over the mountains and mountains to gnaw the sand. Xidu Rigu bowed his head and sang in a low voice.

The grassland people are stupid, and they can't say a lot of big truths directly, but they can sing them, which once made Guo Yang puzzled, but after getting along with each other for several years, he finally found that the grassland people have a talent, that is, when they open their mouths to sing, the voice in the depths of the sky will automatically descend to the world.

"Xiduzhigu, follow me and become my cavalry, danger will always be with you, pain and death can come at any time, and the hard work of training is not as easy as eating and drinking mare's milk." Guo Yang said indifferently.

"If the high priest's sky needs a wing, I'll make it. If the High Priest needs Battle, my archery will naturally pierce the Yang. If you need a mysterious horse, I'm the mysterious and tough hooves of that horse. Take me, O master, and take me and the shepherd Hiltigu, and let him lead your horse and pedal it, and let him live proudly for you, or die proudly. ”

The chanting of the Hidurigu was low and deep, like a god in the depths of the steppe.

Guo Yang listened very carefully and was also very engrossed.

He took a handful of wine and looked melancholy at the grassland.

The grassland is too big, the grassland is too beautiful, and the grassland is a place where he can put his soul.

The chanting of Hidurigu is too vast, like tens of thousands of shepherds in this vast steppe raising torches and igniting their thick lips.

"Xidurigu, I grant your request. Go back and take this knife and go to Commander Anu, and he will arrange your future training and battles. Guo Yang turned his hand and took out a scimitar, handed it to Xidu Rigu, and said with a smile.

"Thank you...... Thank...... High Priest! When he was not singing, his thick lips were as if he had just been kicked by a donkey, clumsy, honest, and stammering.