Chapter 217: The Destruction of the Rogue Spirit
Sou ββββ a piercing scream, the black face measured his head with the instinctive intuition of the general, and an arrow flew over his face, and instantly there was a pain on his face, and there was a terrible scream on the left, and he saw his own soldier fall off his horse with an arrow in his chest. He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, damn it, how could this group of people shoot so accurately! It takes a few years to practice one of the two techniques of riding archery and horse archery, and the two together are even more talented, and this group of Hu people is so good at riding and archery!
He glanced back, and the group of Huns was rushing in front of him like ghosts, as terrifying as a group of ghosts, and they numbered only about two hundred people, giving him an indescribable pressure.
And he looked around at this time, there were only more than 300 cavalry left around him, at this time he was frightened, the non-stop pursuit battle gave him the illusion that he was about to catch up with the enemy, so he kept pursuing, but ignored the important link of cavalry and archery.
There are more pursuit battles in peacetime, and more makes him numb, so that he can fight and pursue as usual, and riding and shooting is just a harassing effect, but when he saw that he still had a team of more than 300 people, he was terrified.
He looked at the more than three hundred companions around him, swallowed his saliva, pulled out the heavy axe behind his back, and the thieves also saw the Huns on the opposite side stopped, he saw the quiver on the opposite side, there were no arrow clusters, and understood the reason why the other party stopped, there was no way, only hand-to-hand combat.
Ulding also noticed the black face and licked his lips, the rest of the people didn't know how to shoot arrows, these idiots, he used a kite to kill the basic main force of the other party, and now it was time for him to fight back.
He glanced behind him and shouted, "Men of the Khan, let the thieves on the other side taste our strength!" Cang Chang pulled out his scimitar for a while, and the white Hun silently took the heavy weapon from behind his back. The mace, full of iron nails, was removed from their sturdy bodies with a heavy hammer, and when they were held in their hands, from a distance, the group of more than 300 Huns looked like a pack of wild wolves.
The thief didn't know why, there was a sense of fear in his heart, the black-faced third man touched his arm a little sore, and his heart was a burst of disdain, his arm was sore until now, how many arrows did the group of Huns release? It is estimated that he will not be able to lift his arms for a long time, and he shouted, "Brothers, let this group of barbarians see the power of my righteous army."
Behind the roaring ββββββββ, the cavalry all shouted in response, and the horses' hooves trampled on the ground and charged forward. The cavalry of the old camp of thieves had their own pride, and the cavalry with more than 300 people left began to charge with a frantic face.
Urdin raised his sword, his golden armor shining differently in the sunlight, and a group of Huns behind him let out a beastly roar and began to charge.
On the wasteland, hundreds of cavalry charged, and from a distance, it looked like two torrents colliding.
Puff puffββββ one by one Huns rode on horses, and the other hand carried a curved scimitar to make a difficult chopping action.
Uldin, at the front, wielded his sword in his right hand, and he hooked his horse with one leg to dodge the attack of the rogue, who was stunned by the horseman's amazement.
Poofββββ mace wielded by another White Hun hit him on the head, his head shattered like a watermelon version, and the brain popped on the White Hun's pale face, and his hideous face was even more terrifying.
The thieves, who have been rampant in the Ming Dynasty for decades, often win more with less, and the cavalry that has no way to beat the Ming army is slaughtered here like a flock.
The blood reflected the face of the black-faced man, his ears were full of screams, there was a trace of despair in his eyes, and the faith in his heart was crushed! The brothers of the old camp were defeated by the Hu people like this? He looked at it, and the scimitars in the hands of the group of Huns were like killing machines, and the more terrifying white Huns were holding heavy weapons, like demons. After shooting so many arrows, this group of Hu people can still pick up arms and fight in close combat like this, are they human?
Poofββββ a heavy arrow pierced his neck, blood immediately gushed out like a fountain, he covered his neck with both hands, his mouth wanted to speak but the blood blisters were protruding, and his frightened eyes were full of pain and despair.
Urdin put away his longbow and looked at his warriors around him, they had already finished the battle, shook his head, and said, "Alas, it's a pity that my elite is not there, otherwise there would not have been so many dead and wounded" The Huns of more than three hundred people still have more than one hundred and fifty people left at this moment.
The sun shone on them, gloomy with dead bodies all over the place, and from a distance, this group of cavalry looked like a pack of wolves with the smell of blood, which made people shudder.
Xiao Chuan, who was on the big sigh in the distance, nodded, his heart was relieved, it was still very easy to win, he waved his hand, and the herald on the side was shaking the order flag.
On the side were Lu Guanlong and the others, and they were not surprised, because Xiaochuan shocked them too much today, and they only sighed when they saw the results of the Huns.
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"What kind of cavalry is that, what kind of cavalry" Liu Guoneng looked at the Huns who looked like blood wolves in the distance with disbelief, and shouted loudly, his eyes were full of disbelief.
None of the leaders spoke, their faces trembled with horror, and they had already smelled defeat at this moment.
"My lord, it should be, it should be a Mongolian," said the fourth scholar on the side, with a strange tone in his tone.
"I've seen the Mongols," Liu Guoneng said: "They are powerful, but they are definitely not as powerful as this cavalry, and their riding and archery ability is definitely better than the Mongols!" And those white-skinned cavalrymen, are the Mongols so white-skinned! β
"This!" All the leaders were silent, and the fourth man said: "King, don't worry, we still have 7,000 infantry, the Ming army's military formation is about to be broken through, and there are only more than 150 people left in that group of terrible cavalry, and the arrow clusters have been shot, and we have won this battle."
Hearing the words of the fourth, the leaders let out a breathless sound, yes, win, they looked at the Ming army's military formation, the huge damage was exchanged for the crumbling of the Ming army's military formation, this time it seems that with a little more strength, they can attack it. There is also that group of Hu people, there are no more arrow clusters, and the strength of the battle should be out of strength now.
Did you really win? Liu Guoneng said to himself, he also saw his own foot thief, the fear on the face of the soldier, the trembling.
Boomββββ suddenly the ground trembled, almost making Liu Guoneng not stand firm, he wondered: "What's wrong, what's wrong, could it be artillery?" "He's strange, only artillery has this kind of power!
"What's that?" Suddenly, a voice of despair revealed in horror, which made a group of thieves look sideways.
From a distance, a group of cavalry poured out of the desolate land, they were dressed in dark iron armor, flashing in the sun, with a spear in their hands with a cold glow, iron helmets and black cherry blossoms, and ghost masks on their faces, like demons in hell.
The Ming troops on both sides dispersed, letting this group of cavalry pass, they stepped on the ground, causing the ground to tremble, and the group of thieves were terrified, and the bows and arrows in their hands were shot.
Ding ding dingββββ there was a clanging sound, the long sword was flicked away, and all the thieves were frightened, and the bow and arrow were actually bounced away.
"Oh my God, what's that, is it the devil?"
"This kind of Ming army is impossible to win, they can manipulate the heavenly fire, and they can also drive away the devil"
"Fart, that's heavy cavalry, heavy cavalry, give it to me, resist" The terrified cries of the thieves and the shouts of the various leaders filled the battlefield.
The ground trembled, more than eighty cavalry charged, like ten thousand horses galloping, the ghost light of the iron armor reflected in Liu Guoneng's frightened eyes, muttering, "What is this?" β
"Heavy cavalry!" The scholar on the side said, but he has seen the heavy cavalry, it is so terrifying, and the war horse is too tall!
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