The warriors between the four and five grades are not comparable to ordinary warriors. The long knife in his hand swung continuously, blocking the sharp arrows one after another. Riding their horses at a gallop, they did not wait for the Tatar cavalry, whose complexion had changed drastically, to have another chance to draw their bows and shoot. The cavalry of both sides had already slammed into each other. These hundreds of horsemen were nothing more than ordinary tribal warriors of the Tatar State, and could not be compared with its top cavalry. In terms of comprehensive combat effectiveness, it is far inferior to those cavalry armies under the command of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies. And how can it be compared with the Huya Army.

Today's tiger tooth army, although it has not yet reached the invincible and terrifying strength in Zhao Zhe's mind. But the lowest is the luxurious lineup of five-rank warriors. Looking at the surrounding countries, only Da Zhao can do it. The rest of the countries, every fourth or fifth grade master, is a valuable resource, and can be qualified to command a thousand-man team.

For a time, the horses galloped and the long knives flew. As soon as the two armies came into contact, the Tatars suffered numerous casualties and were almost crushed. Hundreds of cavalry were entangled with the Huya Army, and before they could even reach a minute, more than half of them fell. This kind of result is also extremely normal, according to the combat effectiveness of the Huya Army, sending a team of twenty people can fight with this Tatar cavalry of hundreds of people. Send a team of 50 people and you can easily destroy the enemy. Now five hundred people are rushing up, and there are only a few hundred Tatar cavalry, where is there enough for them to cut down.

What's more, in order to train this tiger tooth army, the two grandmasters rode their horses to protect Zhao Zhe's side, and they didn't make a move at all. If the two of them were to strike together, the other soldiers would be able to watch.

Zhao Zhesuo lost the command to Qin Yun, clamped his legs, and brandished his long sword and rushed towards the enemy army that had already begun to rout. Void Zi and Gu Chen, busy with the royal horse, followed by his side, not far away. Zhao Zhe's current cultivation has reached the third grade. But his true qi is extremely pure, and even the grandmaster can't compare to it. If it is a hard fight against the palm, it is estimated that it will not belong to the second-grade master. It's just that Zhao Zhe only dabbled a little bit in fist and foot sword kung fu. But his advantage is that because of his cultivation, his physical fitness is extremely outstanding, and his true qi is pure and powerful.

Treading the snow under the crotch, the god horse is extraordinary. Rushing up, lightning fast. Stared at a Tatar soldier fleeing backwards, a distance of about ten meters, and approached in less than a few seconds. With a loud shout, the long sword in his hand slashed at the Tatar soldier's neck with a thunderous bolt. Maybe it was because he was really riding a horse and cutting people for the first time, and he was a little excited, and under the full and agitated of his true qi, he actually made the sword in his hand covered with a layer of luminous white light, and on the blade of the sword, three inches of white sword light were added out of thin air, which made people tremble and chill.

The Tatar soldier was also frightened, and casually blocked the scimitar. Ding, a crisp sound. The sword sliced through the scimitar like tofu, and the sword swept past his neck. Maybe the sword is too fast, too sharp. Only a red mark was left on his neck. After Zhao Zhe stepped on the snow under his crotch and ran out for a few feet, his head rolled down, and blood gushed out.

Under his orders, many heads have already been cut off. But it was the first time that he had cut off the head of an enemy soldier on the battlefield with his own hands. Most of the psychology of people is somewhat the same. At this moment, Zhao Zhe was trembling and feeling like vomiting. But irrepressibly, a trace of excitement surged deep in his heart, making him tremble with pleasure.

Before he could recover from the inexplicable pleasure, two fleeing Tatars galloped towards him with strange screams. The scimitar in his hand waved against the sun, dazzling eyes. Zhao Zhe shouted that it was a good time, and waved his hand to stop the two grandmasters who wanted to come forward to help. Instead, his legs were clamped, and the royal horse stepped forward.

Treading snow is worthy of being the BMW of BMWs, the speed is lightning fast, and it seems to be full of spirit. As the three horses passed sideways, they were twisted by Zhao Zhe's legs and made two direct turns to the right, dodging a scimitar when the first one turned at a right angle. The second right angle was close to the enemy horseman, just enough for Zhao Zhe to slash the backhand sword that Zhao Zhe had already prepared diagonally into the sky.

The sharp sword broke through the enemy's weak leather armor and split his chest directly, and the screams were mixed with blood sprays, and his war horse ran more than ten paces before his corpse fell to the ground. Another enemy soldier turned his horse to walk away, but a sharp arrow came from somewhere and struck him in the face. The Tatar soldier covered his face and screamed and fell off his horse.

Zhao Zhele turned his horse and saw that he had only killed two enemy soldiers, and the wolf-like tiger tooth army had already rushed to the tribal camp, and there was a wail everywhere. Zhao Zhe scolded secretly, damn, I don't know how many more I will kill. However, it is a matter of course that these Tatars can be dealt with so quickly. Zhao Zhe, with his three-grade realm, half-baked riding skills and martial arts, was able to kill two cavalrymen in a short period of time.

Although most of the young soldiers only have four or five grades, they are far superior to Zhao Zhe in terms of combat skills. There are also some imperial guards, whose rank and strength still surpass Zhao Zhe's. Five hundred, the hundreds of Tatar soldiers, one is not enough.

After storming the local camp, many of the young soldiers dismounted to meet them. Although their combat effectiveness on horses is also good, in camp battles, dismounting is a better choice. After all, their infantry combat strength is probably far beyond the level of cavalry combat. Zhao Zhe killed two, and the excitement began to gradually dissipate, and he didn't feel anything just now, but at this time, he felt tired. He no longer went into the camp to fight, but only watched from the outside.

In Qin Yun's command, not everyone rushed into the camp. Instead, two hundred people were left behind, and they formed a circle outside to prevent the tribe from escaping and scattering. In fact, his tactic was extremely effective, and when the Huya Youngsters rushed into the camp to fight, many people fled from all over the camp. On horseback, or on foot. But how could they escape the blockade of two hundred masters.

Ten minutes, in Da Zhao's words, is the time of a stick of incense, and the whole battle is over. In the entire tribe, only the old and weak women and children were left unkilled, and the rest of the adult men were slaughtered during the time of this pillar of incense. First of all, he counted the battle damage, and because his elite was so strong, there was not a single battle loss, and only a dozen or so were slightly injured. The total number of adult Tatar men who were slaughtered was about 1,500 people. The rest of the elderly, infirm, women and children, the number is still about 2,500.

Riding forward, he was extremely determined. If he had been an ordinary person, maybe he wouldn't have ordered such a thing. But as the emperor of Great Zhao, he was worshiped by the taxes and silver of the people of the world. At least be responsible for the people of Dazhao. For the enemy, Zhao Zhe has never had the habit of showing mercy to his subordinates. As for the old and weak women and children, they will not have much lethality to Da Zhao in the short term, and Zhao Zhe did not go crazy to destroy them. But in the face of their suppressed hateful eyes, Zhao Zhe couldn't help but tremble. I just remembered that those people on the border of Dazhao, and even in the hinterland, were slaughtered and wiped out in the village. The reluctance in my heart disappeared.

Several soldiers escorted a richly dressed Tatar man from his captivity, as if trying to show the emperor a look. Zhao Zhe guessed that this person should be the leader of this tribe, but what is his identity? I didn't bother to negotiate with him. Directly waved his hand and asked the soldier to take him down for interrogation. Then loot the tribe's valuables. It took a lot of time to search and count, and sure enough, as Zhao Zhe expected, the nobles of this tribe still had some money.

It has a lot of strange antiques, plus valuable jade jade, pearl agate, diamond beads, there are two boxes, one of which is a crown that I don't know which age and which country. Although there are hundreds of catties of gold, it is only worth one or two hundred thousand silver, which is not a valuable commodity, far less valuable than those two boxes of jewelry and antiques. There are ten boxes of various wolf skins, fox skins, tiger skins and other furs, and five boxes of rare medicinal materials that are special to various grasslands.

In addition, in addition to some warhorses that ran away. The rest of the horses were also collected, about a thousand or so. War horses are extremely expensive war resources, cultivated and bred fabrics. An ordinary war horse is worth no less than a hundred taels. The best war horses are often hundreds of taels or thousands of taels, such as Zhao Zhe's snow treading this kind of one of the best horses in 100,000 miles, even if it is 100,000 taels, don't want to buy it. These more than 1,000 war horses, even if they are the most ordinary war horses, are worth 100,000 taels, not to mention that there are many excellent war horses among them. It's impossible to throw it away.

Using war horses as trophies is not only very valuable, but also helps camel trophies. Now Zhao Zhe regretted it a little, his own five hundred people actually brought a thousand horses, and he originally thought that he could replace them on the road. Just ignoring that this is a steppe, it is extremely simple to plunder some war horses with their strength.

After completing this vote, he learned from the mouth of the tribal leader that there was another tribe not smaller than him dozens of miles away. The two tribes are also often in a state of hostility. Zhao Zhe estimated that the vote he did this time should be worth at least four or five hundred thousand taels. If you do one more vote, you will be able to withdraw Da Zhao first. Otherwise, too much loot and too many horses will affect the speed of travel. The ruler of the Tatar kingdom is not a fool, and will definitely send troops to wipe out his own plundering party. If you travel slowly, you can easily be surrounded by people.

Without further ado, Zhao Zhe asked people to simply eat and rest. With the booty, he began to rush to another tribe not far away. That tribe is not much stronger than the current one. With the combat effectiveness of the Huya Army, they were easily annihilated. Since he has obtained a lot of loot, what is exciting is that he also handed over a superb horse, not to mention that it is as strong as stepping on snow, but it is also a rare horse.

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(To be continued)