A team of 100 people who remained outside the Sunset Canyon heard the sound, turned their heads to look, and it exploded all at once, and a terrible horn sounded.

When Zamuhe heard the warning sound, he was shocked, and forced himself to calm down, and then looked back, only to see countless guards and light horsemen trudging through the deep and roofless snow, and they were fooled! This avalanche must have been created by the damned Southlanders, it's a serial scheme! For a moment, Zamuhe only felt that all thoughts were lost, and the strong sense of humiliation and the pain of losing his brother made his throat sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Great Khan!" Seeing that the 'god' in his mind was vomiting blood, several guards rushed over like a desperate person.

Zamuhe waved his hand and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the light in his eyes returned a little: "Order, the whole army advances!" "This is Zamuhe's only option, his children can't even shoot arrows now, and it is impossible to meet the roaring cavalry in this state, on the contrary, there is still a chance to go to the valley.

The hundred-man team that stayed outside the Sunset Canyon had been heroically greeted by the centurion under the leadership of the centurion, although it was an inevitable outcome to meet the hundred-man team, but the centurion and Zamuhe had no other choice.

Du Bing bent his bow and arrows and aimed at the enemy centurion, and at the same time, the centurion also aimed at Du Bing, and the two arrows shot at their respective enemies together.

The centurion was very good at riding, hiding in a stirrup, and the arrow shot by Du Bing flew on the horse's back, just in time to shoot an unlucky ghost who met him.

And Du Bing completely relied on his own eyesight, and used his longbow to pick up the arrows, "There are two hits!" Du Bing sneered and pulled out an arrow, and the centurion was not to be outdone and pulled out the arrow and fired back, but this time, Du Bing's arrow shot out first.

As soon as the centurion's arrow was fired, the war horse he stepped on suddenly neighed, and his front legs fell to the ground weakly, and it turned out that Du Bing's arrow was shooting at the horse. A phrase flashed in the centurion's mind: "Shameless." Then his body flew out, and in the blink of an eye he was overwhelmed by the stream of riders following him.

Du Bing picked up the arrows with his longbow, then put away his bow and took off his spear, and slowed his horse as he waited for his troops to catch up. It is really not a good idea to challenge a team of 100 people with the strength of one person, not to mention that Du Bing admits that he is not a fierce general, and he hopes that others will describe himself with wisdom.

The Flying Eagle Tribe's Guards Light Cavalry can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, even if the centurion has been killed, the cooperation between them is also very tacit, nearly half of the cavalry buried their heads, desperately rushed forward, the other half of the cavalry slowed down, bent the bow and arrows, and the target of the first round of shooting was Du Bing.

Du Bing's performance was excellent, seeing that the other party began to draw the bow, he was ready, his legs were clamped, the reins were to the side, the horse he stepped on neighed, and rushed towards the oblique stab, and the spear in Du Bing's hand danced out of the spear flowers, protecting his whole body.

Most of the arrows were shot behind Du Bing's horse, and the scattered arrows were picked up by Du Bing's spears one by one, and only one arrow was shot on Du Bing's shoulder, but fortunately, Du Bing wore two layers of soft armor, and the flesh was not very deep.

The soldiers of the Flying Eagle Tribe bent their bows and arrows again, but before the arrows could be shot, they felt that their eyes were dark, and hundreds of arrows fell from the sky into their ranks, and for a while, the screams and horses neighed into a loud sound. Du Bing's cavalry team has arrived, how can they still allow them to harm their main general under their noses.

Du Bing's spear shook: "Kill!" At the shout, he had already rushed into the enemy line first. As a military general, what he is most afraid of is being attacked from all sides, if he only deals with the front, and does not worry about the left and right and back roads, ordinary soldiers will have no power to parry when they encounter him.

"Kill... Du Bing's soldiers also roared, raised their bayonet guns, and crashed into the enemy group.

Du Bing's spears were flying, and the more he killed, the more brave he became, and a small team of 100 people, the number was too weak, he killed the enemy in the blink of an eye, and when he looked back, the few remaining enemies who were still struggling had also been submerged by the sea of people under him.

It's boring! Du Bing licked his lips unwillingly, and looked forward, in the snowy sea in the Sunset Canyon, countless heads were still struggling one after another, Du Bing was amused: "Brothers! There are big fish in front, come with me if you haven't killed them! ”

The soldiers let out a laugh, more than 1,000 horsemen galloped to the mouth of the valley, more than 300 cavalry dismounted, held bayonet guns to form a gun formation, the rest of the soldiers pulled out their bows, regardless of 3721 to the valley to fire. They obeyed Qian Buli's order and brought a large number of arrows, and they did not worry about the lack of arrows at all, in Du Bing's words: "When the arms are too tired to stretch straight, when is the work done." ”

Under Du Bing's orders, more than 700 longbows kept changing angles, covering one snow after another. The soldiers of the Flying Eagle tribe who struggled to move forward in the roofless snow could not resist the rain of arrows falling from the sky, and the screams came and went, and occasionally some people shot back with longbows under grief and indignation, but unfortunately they couldn't even stand on their feet, and they were still carried by the snow.

After a few rounds of concentrated shooting, Du Bing discovered the problem, and the soldiers of the Flying Eagle Tribe were desperately drilling into the Sunset Canyon, contrary to the expected scene.

"My lord, shall we catch up?" A partial general asked.

"Nope." Du Bing shook his head: "If we chase in, we will have no advantage." ”

"So what should we do?"

"How do I know! The Commander said that they would definitely rush out desperately, who would have thought... Speaking of this, Du Bing laughed self-deprecatingly, he was too demanding, right? Under the command of the Commander-in-Chief, his side has achieved impressive results, but must everything be calculated accurately?

"You immediately take a few people back to Snow City, pass the news of the great victory here, and then ask the Commander what we should do."

"Yes, my lord."

Du Bing is a general who likes to think, and while he admires Qian inseparable, a question comes to his mind, what kind of person is that? Inexplicably, he won the absolute trust of His Royal Highness, and with inferior troops, he could defeat the Flying Eagle Tribe Guards Light Cavalry that dominated the grassland, and this result was a miracle for any general!