The demons of hell are coming, the sound of rolling horses' hooves sounds, the earth is shaking, the dust is rolling up and falling, and a black storm will sweep away these fleeing Roman barbarian mercenaries, although they are dressed in Roman equipment, they are not ready to defend Rome, they only fight for money. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now they must pay for their stupidity.

Ye Feng led the nomadic Huns and rode horses to the field, Ye Feng smiled contemptuously.

Stupid barbarians, who think they can escape the pursuit of the Huns? Fleeing only hastened your death, and now is the time for the Huns to show you the power of cavalry. Let you understand that the classical era has passed, the age of knights is coming, and the end of the heavy infantry has come!

Now is the world of knights, this is the age of knights! The glorious era of knights has arrived!

Without Ye Feng's orders, nor did they need any commands, these battle-hardened Huns threw a rain of arrows when they arrived at the shooting distance, and the dense rain of arrows smashed these barbarians who had almost no armor except for a shield!

Ye Feng didn't speak, but the Huns were extremely excited, they were enjoying the process of hunting, and the anger of the Huns could destroy everything! Everywhere they went, nothing changed into ruins, and where the Huns' horses stepped on it, grass would not grow, and these legends about the Huns echoed in the hearts of these barbarians.

The more they feared, the more they remembered the terrible legend that the knights on the horses, like demons from hell, brought fear, death, and pestilence to these barbarians.

Black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin bring these Caucasian barbarians the deepest fear, the unknown, and often the most terrifying.

"These demons, they are all demons, we are going to die today!"

"Lord, save your people, is the Day of Judgment coming? Are they all demons in hell? ”

"I'd rather face the firing of a thousand Roman javelins than the arrows of the Huns!"

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The barbarians said in fear, and the cowards were already kneeling on the ground, praying to God, and a few wanted to shoot the Huns with javelins, but they were helpless to find that the Huns' arrows could hit them, but their javelins could not shoot the Huns.

The Huns surrounded the barbarians who sat still, and Urdin liked savage melee combat, but this time he did not choose melee combat, but played this group of savage, ignorant, and stupid barbarians like monkeys.

"Hahaha! Killing them is easier than stepping on an ant! ”

"Eternal Heaven bless! If our enemies had been this flock of sheep, we could conquer the whole world! ”

"The world, at the foot of the Immortal Heaven, we want to make a yurt with the world as the Immortal Heaven! Cut down and burn all the forests to make them our pastures! ”

"I'm going to all these women of all the nations of the world! Ha ha! ”

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These Huns revolved around the barbarians, talking loudly and unscrupulously while shooting arrows. Led by fanatics and led by clerics, the power of the tribal leaders was vaguely hollowed out, so these leaders with the most information also tried to accept the new mode of rule and become a clergyman.

Ye Feng thought disdainfully in his heart, the so-called barbarians who are all soldiers are nothing more than that, in front of the knights, only the knights can defeat the knights, and the infantry is just a scumbag, in the era when there are no thermal weapons, the Huns with advanced saddles and horse equipment are like the leaders of the arms race in this era.

The saddle makes the Huns an advanced war machine, high-speed maneuvering allows them to exert lightning speed, blitzkrieg, deservedly belong to them, the Huns cling to the saddle, galloping like lightning, on horseback, their strength can not be underestimated, they advance and retreat freely, they ride back and forth.

The Huns' saddle was much more advanced than the Romans' saddle, the Huns' saddle was different from the Roman's saddle, the Huns' saddle was higher in the front and the front and back, and the advantage of this saddle was obvious, it could give you support in front and at the same time give you strong support in the back, and the rider could twist the upper body on it and shoot arrows in any direction to slaughter their enemies at will.

As easy as cutting melons, the Huns were almost fixed to the saddle, which is the main difference between the Hun saddle and the Roman Manan, often a little difference can change the whole world. Give me a fulcrum and I can change the world. Give me a saddle and I'll conquer the world!

Once the rider is seated in the saddle, he will become one with the horse, and at this time, his combat power will increase exponentially, and in the Middle Ages, no peasant revolt on foot could defeat a knightly nobleman on horseback. The knight's toughness is not only reflected in its original strength.

There is also a kind of deterrence of human psychology, when the high-speed mobile cavalry rushes at the infantry at an unimaginable speed, no one is not afraid or afraid in their hearts. The power of the knight will be exerted to the extreme at this time.

The special saddle allowed the Huns to fire arrows from any angle, and because of this, the Huns were almost omnipotent, far outpacing their opponents. How the Huns were able to defeat dozens of times their or even more barbarians and make them submit relied on cavalry.

Ye Feng believes that the reason why the Huns were unable to defeat the enemy they had easily defeated after Attila's death was that the Huns no longer rode horses, so what was the difference between them and the barbarians? It is not surprising to be defeated at this time. Moreover, the Huns had a smooth passage when they first entered Western Europe, but later they were unable to succeed. Ye Feng thought to himself that they had lost the advantage right away.

The barbarians had lost everything, they were demoralized at this time, the Huns had almost shot all the arrows in the quiver, and the small area was full of arrowheads, on the land, on the shields, on the bodies of men.

"We surrender, I beg you, I beg you!"

A barbarian leader wept into tears, he could no longer endure the torment, his face covered in dirt and blood, the appearance of a dead man, his armor already mutilated.

Ye Feng never left a living mouth, but now, he changed his mind, the Battle of Sharon needs someone to fight for these nomadic Huns, otherwise Ye Feng can only break with Attila in advance.

Ye Feng raised his hand and signaled the Huns to stop the rain of arrows, and the clergy and fanatics among the Huns raised their fists one after another, signaling the other Huns to stop. The rain of arrows stopped, and the remaining hundreds of Roman barbarian mercenaries all exhaled in relaxation.

The war was finally over, Ye Feng did not confiscate their weapons, nor was he ready to treat them as slaves, but as servant troops.

"Very well, you will make a fortune with us!"

Ye Feng said to these Roman barbarian mercenaries with a smile.