The mountain-like shield wall was erected again, blocking the view of the outside world, and the crossbowmen who were killing like mowing grass also retreated. Xie Zuo was wondering why they didn't take the opportunity to expand their victory, but suddenly caught a glimpse of most of the retreating crossbowmen whose faces were pale, and even many of them were trembling slightly. It seems that although only three rounds of crossbow arrows are released, it is not as easy as it seems on the surface, and these battle-hardened Forbidden Army Divine Arm Crossbow Warriors have already consumed a lot of physical strength in the three rounds of rapid fire. It seems that the commander knew this very well, and in time he curled up his outstretched fangs and turned into an iron hedgehog again.

Although it was only for a short moment, Xie Zuo had already seen clearly that the total number of rebels on the periphery was actually only two or three hundred, compared to the well-equipped and similar number of forbidden troops, with just one blood, it was obviously not much advantageous. What's more, there are still nearly 200 people in the forbidden army outside the encirclement, and they may break through the encirclement at any time to come to the rescue, and it seems that the fall of the rebel army is only a matter of time. Seeing this clearly, Xie Zuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. But at the same time, I felt unworthy for these righteous indignant rebels, and my feelings were extremely complicated for a while, and it was difficult to express them.

Suddenly, Xie Zuo heard a cheer. The cheers came from the forbidden soldiers beside him, and Xie Zuo was about to stretch out his neck to look, when there was a thunderous roar in his ears. Then the earth beneath him began to tremble, and it felt like a ...... No, it's a group of heavy trucks roaring in. The roar came in an instant, and then Xie Zuo saw a scene that he would never forget.

Dozens of horses with metal guards on their foreheads, heavily armed knights on their backs, and a total weight of more than half a ton, stepped on the boundless smoke and dust, and crashed headlong into the slightly scattered formation of the rebels with an indomitable charging attitude!

The rebels who stood in front of the war horse, under the acceleration of mass and inertia, the human body was as fragile as a porcelain doll, and there was no need for the knight on horseback to make a movement at all, just a seemingly light contact, the person who was hit seemed to be hit by a huge hammer, the bones made a tooth-aching cracking sound, and the body instantly sank into a large piece, and then the whole person was like a puppet abandoned by a naughty child, flying out in various strange postures!

In an instant, where the war horse stepped on, there was no one who could still stand except for blood all over the ground, broken blades, and stumps and broken arms. The collision between cavalry and infantry in the era of cold weapons was like child's play in an instant, and the winner was instantly separated!

In fact, there were less than fifty cavalry, but the momentum brought out was no less than that of thousands of horses. After stepping forward into a no-man's land and cutting through the entire formation, under the leadership of the captain, he quickly circled and turned around again and rushed towards the trapped beast-like rebel army!

This time, the rebels finally collapsed. This is not an even-weight confrontation at all, and it cannot even be described as a confrontation, and it is undoubtedly more appropriate to describe it as a one-sided slaughter. The rebels are also human beings, and they will hurt and die, although they come here with a sense of righteous indignation, but when faced with the existence that they can't fight at all, the so-called rescue has become a bubble-like illusion, worthless except for giving away their lives in vain, and the defense line in the hearts of the rebels will inevitably collapse.

There were already less than 300 rebel troops left, and there was no leader in the real sense, and once the team collapsed, it would immediately be the result of scattering and fleeing. In an instant, hundreds of people were like a flock of sheep, running all over the mountains and fields.

And the cavalry clearly did not intend to let go of these "traitors". In their eyes, these living people have no value in themselves, and what is valuable is the human head that grows around their necks. The head represents military merit and wealth. In the forbidden army, especially the army subordinate to the palace, there are not many opportunities to face foreign enemies, and these rebellious rebel parties are their best source of military merit!

I saw that the fifty horsemen were quickly divided into five teams, each team of ten horsemen, divided into ten directions and pursued the scattered rout. Cavalry pursues infantry, it's not too easy. With a knife from behind, he didn't even need a knife, just relying on the inertia of the war horse to crush forward, it was easy to get a military feat, and these cavalry pursued how cheerful and cheerful they were. Soon, over the mountains, into the forest, there was a bloody battlefield just now, and in the blink of an eye, there were only more than 200 forbidden troops guarding the prisoner car, and nearly 100 Chinese troops who easily rushed to converge, and they remained in place.

"Clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded!"

The loud voice sounded again, and Xie Zuo had the time to turn his head to find out what this commander who was suddenly attacked, but still kept his composure and responded quickly, looked like.

Well, there is no need for Xie Zuo to look for it, because this person took advantage of the soldiers' efforts to clean up the battlefield and took the initiative to appear in front of Xie Zuo. I saw that this person was dressed in mountain armor, with a beard on his face, and a face that had been through vicissitudes of life was covered with traces of wind and dust. He walked quickly to Xie Zuo and half-knelt and saluted:

"The Infantry Envoy of the Former Division of the Last General's Palace......"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow with a feather flew straight into the mouth of the general, who was still commanding Ruoding, but now he didn't even have his name and left behind, and the second half of the sentence disappeared without a trace!

The sharp arrow that penetrated into the back of the head was only half cut outside, and the gray feather trembled slightly, and the high pressure in the skull caused blood to spurt out, drenching Xie Zuo's head and face. The bearded general's eyes were still wide with a look of disbelief, and his throat let out a low roar, and finally he fell unwillingly, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Grimly, "Enemy attack!" The sound sounded, and there was panic all around. Xie Zuo raised his head in a daze, but saw the feather arrows in the sky, like a downpour, pouring straight down on the head of the forbidden army camp!

Thanks to Fang Cai's accident, Xie Zuo finally didn't watch the rain of arrows fall stupidly. At this moment, the instinct to survive made him make an extremely wise decision.

Xie retracted his head and body to the left, and got under the prisoner car that was close at hand!

As soon as I hid under the car, I heard the crisp sound of rain hitting bananas, mixed with the muffled sound of arrows entering the flesh and the miserable screams of the arrows, which converged into a sonata full of blood!

After the rain of arrows, Xie Zuo trembled and stretched out his head to look, only to see that from the direction of the cage bridge, nearly a hundred knights poured out, all of them were horses and strong bows, and at first glance they were warriors who fought on horseback all year round, just sitting on horseback, the momentum was unabated, and they still kept bending their bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows kept coming down in the forbidden army.

Bitter also! Xie Zuo retracted his head, his face full of bitterness that could not be dissolved. Just now, it was still your own cavalry that slaughtered the infantry like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and in the blink of an eye, the enemy cavalry took advantage of the fact that its own cavalry was chasing and killing the rebels and disappeared, and suddenly killed by surprise. Now that the commander on his side was killed on the spot, and he rode on foot, what chance of victory could he have?