More than 100 Qiang horsemen roared out, waving a banner painted with a white wolf pattern, galloping in the two army formations, and waving the scimitar in their hands from time to time, making a provocative sound like a wolf howl, and tens of thousands of Qiang troops behind them also shouted wildly, arrogant to the extreme!

Looking at the Han army array, the birds are silent, and tens of thousands of soldiers are motionless at their posts, as if they don't see the Qiang people in front of them at all, only in front of the Chinese army, a blood-red 'Xiao' character banner is fluttering in the breeze!

"It's just some rangers sent out by the Qiang people to test it, what's the matter, are you scared?" Under the banner of the Chinese army, Xiao Yi was looking at the Cao family brothers beside him with a smile, the three little guys were all pale, holding the reins of the horse tightly with both hands, not knowing whether they were going to rush out or run away!

"We ...... Don't be afraid! The teeth were trembling, but the Cao brothers still straightened their waists and tried their best to show their manly spirit.

"Brother, I'll take someone to slaughter them!" Xiao Jing shook the short sword in his hand, his little face was full of excitement, and he took the initiative to ask for the battle!

"Just a few mad dogs barking, watch me shoot them one by one!" Xiao Yi visually measured the distance, one hundred and fifty steps, very good, he pulled out the 'Shadow Treasure Carving Bow', the wolf's tooth arrow was wound, and then a black shadow rushed out!

"Whoosh! …… Syllable! ”

The soldier who was the leader of the Qiang cavalry and held the flag fell off his horse in response, and a wolf's tooth arrow hit him in the throat, and he died without screaming!

The white wolf flag fell, and the Qiang soldiers behind were suddenly startled, and they were about to rush over to re-establish the banner, which was the symbol of their 'White Wolf Department'.

"Whoosh! …… Sou! ”

The two dragons came out of the water, and the two Qiang soldiers who were close to the banner were hit by arrows and fell off their horses at the same time, both of which were vital to the throat and were killed on the spot!

"Wow! Not good...... It's the Condor Shooter! ”

Three riders were shot in a row, and the rest of the Qiang riders suddenly lost their fear, and they no longer dared to show off their might in front of the Han army, and they all beat their horses and ran back, for fear that the next arrow would fall on them!

The more proficient in riding and archery, the more they understand the power of these three arrows, since one hundred and fifty steps away, three arrows and three hits, but also all throat points, this accuracy and strength, can be called the best in the world, those Qiang horses are not so much afraid of death, but are deterred by this superb means, the condor shooter, in the grassland is invincible!

"The Metropolitan Governor is mighty!"

"The Metropolitan Governor is mighty!"

The Han army roared with an earth-shattering shout, and the banner waved, which immediately suppressed the arrogance of the Qiang people!

Touching his nose, Xiao Yi raised his little black face, proudly accepting the incomparably adoring gaze of the Cao family brothers, as for Xiao Jing, in her eyes, her brother is omnipotent, shooting a few Qiang riders, it's just a trivial matter!

"Damn it!" The Great Chief-White Wolf saw that the warriors he sent to challenge, not only were he frightened back by the opponent's three arrows, but even the banner of his own clan was thrown on the battlefield, and he was immediately furious.

"Descendants of the White Wolf God, the souls of your ancestors will be revived in your body, break through the Han army, and set foot on the Han land, the time has come for you to make meritorious contributions!" The white wolf held high the 'Golden Wolf Head Nine Yak Flag', pointed diagonally forward, and issued an order for the whole army to attack!

"Roar! Roar! Roar! …… White Wolf God! White Wolf God! ”

Tens of thousands of Qiang iron horsemen shouted three times, chanting the 'White Wolf God' they believed in, brandishing the bright saber in their hands, and swept towards the Han army's array, like a black wave, swallowing everything wherever it went!

"The archers step forward in formation, shoot in three sections, and release!" Xiao Yi smiled faintly, and gently pulled down the 'Chiyou Ghost Face' on the helmet, today, he is going to kill!

With the order, thousands of archers who had already been prepared strode forward, divided into three columns, one team to shoot, the second team to aim, and the third team to draw the bow and wind it, so repeatedly, tilting the rain of arrows on the heads of those Qiang people!

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ……”

Sharp arrows fell from the sky with strong inertia, enough to shoot through two layers of thick cowhide armor, the Qiang people who were charging suddenly turned on their backs, and many riders were directly nailed to the ground, and then they were trampled into flesh by the war horses behind, and on the battlefield of the cavalry, stop, it was death!

"Blow the trumpet, rush over, rush over and we'll win!" Seeing that the Qiang army suffered a lot of casualties, although the big chief-white wolf was distressed, these were also expected, as long as he survived the less than 100 steps, he could trample the Han army with iron hooves at will!

"Woo! Woo! Woo! …… Come on! ”

In the sound of the earth-shattering horn, the Qiang cavalry withstood the dense rain of arrows, one after another, regardless of the casualties, rushed forward, almost paved a road with the corpses of men and horses, and finally approached the Han army step by step!

"There are still dozens of steps left, closer, closer, rush up a little more, and you can use your saber to slash and kill those Han soldiers!"

Seeing the Qiang people rushing over, the handsome banner on the Han army array shook left and right a few times, and after receiving the signal, the archers withdrew from both sides of the army formation like a tide, revealing a large open space behind!

"Da Niu, look at you, Mo Dao soldiers are out of battle!" At the critical moment, Xiao Yat finally came up with his killer idea!

"No! Brothers, armor! ”

It turned out that in order to save physical strength, Da Niu and his three thousand Mo sword soldiers came to the battlefield with their bare hands, and all weapons and armor were transported by vehicles, and these masters only needed to sit on the ground to recuperate!

The order to attack was issued, and the uncles got up from the ground, all of them were strong men who were more than eight feet tall and had big shoulders and round waists, these people were carefully selected from tens of thousands of Han troops, basically only one of the dozen people could be selected, since they were selected, in addition to the necessary training, these people are good to eat, drink, and sleep well to accumulate strength, for today's outbreak!

At the same time, the yellow squirrel and his 'digging army' also poured up, their task was to help these Mo knife soldiers wear armor, take the blade, wear double heavy armor, and then hold a Mo knife weighing more than forty pounds, it is impossible without anyone around to help.

"Master Niu, the little one will help you with your armor, and I will cut a few more Qiang barbarians in a while, and give the brothers breath!" The yellow squirrel came running over with a playful face, he first helped the big bull take off his coat and put on a cowhide soft armor, then put on two layers of iron armor, tightly fasten the armor rope, and finally put on a weighted and thickened iron helmet.

After such a costume, all of the Modaomen have turned into mobile iron men, and ordinary weapons are difficult to hurt them at all!

The three thousand Mo swordsmen were calmly preparing, but those Qiang people who were charging had encountered a big problem~~ Tribulus terrestris!

The charging war horses suddenly went crazy, jumping everywhere, and many fell directly to the ground, screaming incessantly, no matter how hard these Qiang knights tried, they couldn't control it, and the originally neat battle line suddenly became a mess!

The war horse went crazy, the rider on the back of the horse was unlucky, if he was lucky, he fell and broke his hands and feet, and if he was unlucky, he broke his neck directly, and he died with a whimper, and many Qiang people were pressed under the fallen war horse, and a few times it became a puddle of meat mud, which was miserable!

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? The white wolf who was commanding in the back didn't know the specific situation in front of the formation, he only saw that his knights suddenly stopped very close to the Han army, and the people turned on their backs, as if there was an invisible wall somewhere, blocking the pace of progress!

"Where is the Han army in ambush?"

"Or did they do sorcery!"

The old chief-Blackwater also looked puzzled!

"Great Chief, the grass in front of you is full of this thing, and our war horses can't rush through!" A Qiang soldier finally reined in the startled horse, rolled to the ground, picked up the horse's hooves and examined them carefully, and finally pulled out a bloody 'iron thistle' and sent it over, as long as the horse's hooves were pierced by it, it was basically useless!

"God-damned Han people, despicable and shameless!" The white wolf held the 'iron thistle' tightly, and let the sharp iron thorn pierce the palm of his hand, this is this little thing, in a short period of time, at least thousands of people and horses broke him, and the distress is far greater than the pain in his hand!

"Great Chief, quickly order a retreat, if you continue to fight, even if you defeat the Han army, there won't be much left of the children!"

The eyes of the old chief of the black water were red, first the rain of arrows, and then the thistles, one was more vicious than the other, one was more immoral than the other, and what was even more terrifying was that no one knew what more terrible things were waiting for them behind!

The Qiang people are no better than the Han people, the population is sparse, so if there is really one death, there will be one less!

Looking at the people and horses that kept falling, the white wolf was also hesitating, if he retreated, his dreams and the great cause of the Qiang people would all come to naught, but if he didn't retreat, the casualties would be too great, so big that the Qiang people couldn't bear it, in the end, retreat? Still not returning?

White wolf god, why don't you bless your children and grandchildren?