Wind!

Wind!

Gale!

The iron cavalry of Xuanyuan carried an iron shield and spear, and a long sword at the waist, with a solemn expression, not angry and self-imposing, like a black torrent moving forward slowly;

When the barbarian tribesmen saw these berserkers, they couldn't help but gasp, only to see that these warriors were all tall and extremely strong, most of them had scars on their chests and backs, holding shields in their left hands and spears in their right hands, and every time they took a step, they would knock on their shields and shout a slogan.

The soldiers of the Xuanyuan tribe on the march were only more than 8,000 people, but their momentum and power were not inferior to the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the barbarian tribe, especially the innate killing aura, which was incomparable to the existence of the barbarian tribe soldiers.

Facing such an elite division, Zhang Tao suddenly increased his confidence, and greeted Ye Gucheng and the others with a smile.

I have to say that Ye Gucheng's forced outfit was extremely successful, when the scout returned to the barbarian tribe camp in sight, he immediately asked the whole clan to march with slogans, in his mind, if the other party wants to be convinced, it must be overwhelming in momentum, only let the other party recognize its own strength, and only in the future will it have absolute dominance.

In the big tent, the key figures of the two clans sat clearly, Ye Gucheng and the Xuanyuan tribe on the left, and the main generals of the Tuban tribe on the right. Xuanyuan Zhuo and Zhang Tao sat in the middle.

"I wonder what kind of attacks the nobles have suffered along the way? Zhang Tao took the lead in opening the topic, of course, the concern is naturally combat effectiveness, according to the number of subordinates, there are only more than 8,000 Xuanyuan warriors left.

Broken!

As soon as Ye Gucheng heard this topic, he knew that the cowhide was blowing too much.

Zhang Yueli stared at Ye Gucheng, who was pretending to be deep, with a smile, obviously, she had roughly guessed that the other party was exaggerating in terms of strength!

Xuanyuan Zhuo was a little confused for a while, but he still replied truthfully: "This road is quite peaceful, only one battle in Maling Valley, annihilating the six thousand soldiers of the Que Yue Clan, as for our clan, there is not much damage, only dozens of casualties." ”

How is this possible? Kill 6,000 enemies at the cost of dozens of people! Is this still a human being? The Xuanyuan warriors are really strong?

The generals of the barbarian tribe instantly discussed like a frying pot, and even ignored the doubts about why there were only 8,000 of the more than 10,000 people left.

Zhang Tao immediately raised the combat strength of the Xuanyuan clan fighters to a new height, and with such combat strength, it would not be a problem to deal with more than 60,000 enemy troops!

Ye Gucheng was indeed surprised by the 30,000 Holy Fire Sect troops that he had accidentally joined, and the superiority in the number of troops was gone! A normal duel, even if it was won, I was afraid that it would be a disastrous victory! Thinking of this, he said slowly: "There are soldiers in the clan who are familiar with the terrain in this area. ”

"Pass, scout in. Although Zhang Tao knew that Ye Gucheng exaggerated the real strength of the Xuanyuan clan, he still admired the combat power of the clan, and he also understood Ye Gucheng's ability to arrange troops, at least, this division of troops to break through was very successful.

Soon, a picture of the terrain of the mountains and rivers according to the scout's description was presented on the sand table.

Most of the generals had already seen Ye Gucheng's sand table demonstration, but they were not too surprised, and they all got up to watch.

"The number of enemy forces is huge, we should not go head-to-head, we should slowly encroach, and the enemy army has not yet learned that our people have joined the alliance, so I have decided to use the existing terrain to carry out an encirclement and suppression war, and at the same time, I also need to make some tools to defend against the enemy. At this moment, Ye Gucheng seemed to have become a general who had experienced a hundred battles, comparing the deployment of tactics on various terrains.

"Sister, I don't think this straw bag is good at fighting, but the conspiracy is too powerful! Zhang Tianci wasn't worried that Ye Gucheng would hear it, because they were far away from the crowd and their voices were small.

Zhang Yueli didn't reply, but it was undeniable that she was becoming more and more interested in Ye Gucheng.

"Sister, just promise me! If you don't get rid of that straw bag, he has been dominating Xiu'er, and it's hard for me to do it. Zhang Tianci stared at Xuanyuan Xiu, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Do you have the ability to do it yourself? Do you have to rely on your sister or a man for everything? Also, don't call him a straw bag again, or I'll beat you." ”

"Sister, look, you're defending him like this now, and you say you don't like him! Do you want him? No, I'll let other women take care of him. ”

"Who do you want him to do?" Zhang Yueli's eyes suddenly turned cold, if he wasn't in the tent at this moment, he was afraid that he would immediately be a chestnut.

Zhang Tianci secretly swallowed his saliva and forced a smile: "No... I'm kidding!

"Humph!"

The elder of the Zhang family, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore and coughed lightly.

Only then did the sister and brother slowly step forward and join the crowd of onlookers.

The sun was rising, and the strong wind of the angry wind swept across the green meadows, like a scythe bending the weeds, wearing armor and armor, and neighing of war horses, and the soldiers and horses of both sides that had been silent for several days were finally dispatched.

To the south of the Fufeng Plain, there are naturally barbarian tribe soldiers and horses, the center is the regular army infantry, the left wing is the evil Shura cavalry, and the right wing is the regular army cavalry, and the strange thing is that Zhang Yueli was not seen in the cavalry.

"Oak chief, the cavalry of the barbarian tribe will be handed over to you. "The main reason for this arrangement is that the Holy Fire Cult is good at cavalry combat.

"Don't worry! For the cavalry of the barbarian tribe, the mistletoe army never paid attention to it, and immediately, the long sword was drawn, and he shouted at his subordinates: "Blow the horn and prepare to charge." ”

A loud and energetic horn opened the curtain of the great war.

The 30,000 iron cavalry led by the Mistletoe Oak Army took the lead in dispatching, and the galloping angry horses advanced rapidly like a torrent tearing the heavens and the earth.

The cavalry of the barbarian tribe was naturally not to be outdone, and the left and right sides surrounded the cavalry of the Holy Fire Sect.

"Brothers, the fat sheep is right in front of you, kill all the men, women and food and it will be ours, kill me!" With a wave of his machete, tens of thousands of infantry and archers rushed to kill in an irregular manner.

This is the way of war in the Northern Barbarian Land, there is no discipline, there is no formation, just a rush to kill, if the soldiers of the barbarian tribe did not pass through Ye Gucheng's **, I am afraid that they will also kill the enemy like this, but now, it is very different from other tribes.

"Archer, prepare!"

Tens of thousands of archers from the barbarian tribe took a few steps forward, drawing their bows to the sky.

Seeing that the enemy cavalry entered the firing range, the herald shouted violently: "Shoot!"

At the same time, the arrows fired by the Holy Fire Cult's cavalry also pierced the sky.

The dense rain of arrows was overwhelming like locusts crossing the border, and the cavalry of both sides fell to the ground with arrows before they could make direct contact.

Finally, the cavalry of the two sides collided like a sea of mountains, like rumbling and heavy thunder resounding through the valley, and like thousands of angry waves crashing against the mountains.

Swords and swords fluttered, spears and spears whizzed, muffled shouts and short roars made the earth tremble!

Perhaps the Holy Fire Cult cavalry was too strong, and the cavalry of the barbarian tribe began to show defeat, first the Evil Shura Legion fled to the valley on one side in panic, and then more regular cavalry fled to the valley on the other side in a panic.

"Haha! Nanban dares to be the dominant with this little combat power! And evil the Shura army, I'm sorry! Cubs, chase after me, don't let them escape, you guys, take 10,000 horses to pursue the cavalry over there, be sure to kill the enemy. The mistletoe army smirked and led most of the cavalry to pursue and kill the cavalry of the Evil Shura Legion.

Seeing this scene, the Montenegrin people suddenly felt bold, Nanban was so vulnerable, and they all sprinted more cheerfully, fearing that they would not be able to rob good things behind others.

On a hill, Zhang Tao looked at the men and horses in the fierce battle, especially when he saw the Holy Fire Sect cavalry dividing their troops to pursue the defeated cavalry, he immediately showed joy on his face, and said with a smile: "Ye Gongzi, the Holy Fire Sect cavalry has really been fooled!

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything, although he had been mentally prepared, he could see the bloody blood disappear in front of him, his heart was still unbearable, and under his pale face, the hand holding Xuanyuan Xiu became tighter and tighter.

On the contrary, Xuanyuan Zhuo saw that Ye Gucheng did not speak, and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, Commander Zhang, please continue to watch the battle." ”

The infantry rushed to kill, the mobility was not as good as the cavalry, most of them did not have time to dodge the overwhelming rain of arrows, under a few waves, the Montenegrin tribe lost thousands of people and horses, of course, the Montenegrin tribe is not vegetarian, the archers have fought back, several waves of faces, each with damage.

"All the soldiers listen to the order, defend!" Zhang Hao roared as he watched the enemy approach quickly.

The infantry lineup of the Tuban tribe finally changed, but instead of charging to meet the attack, I saw that the infantry in the front row suddenly retreated in unison, and rows of bamboo rows made of trees chopping and tying up suddenly woke up in front of me.

These bamboo rows are rectangular in shape, with a height of about 1.5 meters and a length of about 10 meters, with thick and long handrails on both sides and in the middle, which are held by people, and the handrails are about 1 meter long, which perfectly avoid the sword and spear of the enemy. At first glance, the bamboo rafts look like rectangular wooden tables with circular openings exposed in the front.

These things have never been seen before, but his intuition tells him that these bamboo rafts are not as simple as they seem!

Seeing that the collision was imminent, the spears suddenly formed rows of thorns through the round holes, looking from a distance, like thorns covered in thorns.

Not good!

When Jiali realized that something was wrong, it was too late to stop the clansmen from rushing to kill! The warriors of the Black Mountain clan who rushed to the front naturally saw the danger, but they were unable to retreat, so they could only rush forward involuntarily, watching the spear pierce their bodies.

The sound of shouting killing, screaming, and the sound of iron colliding quickly blended together. Most of the Montenegrin people were blocked by bamboo rows without even touching the enemy's body, and the spears pierced through the heart, which was no longer a melee between the two sides, but a unilateral slaughter.

Wind!

Wind!

Gale!

The infantry of the barbarian tribe walked neatly, shouted slogans, and pushed the bamboo platoon forward slowly, during the period, the bamboo platoon was inward on both sides from time to time there were soldiers to replace the spear, but there were dead and wounded, immediately fill the position, such a tactic, the lethality was extremely great, just a moment of effort, the pile of Montenegrin people was stabbed into a hornet's nest, paved a human-shaped passage.

"Quick, avoid the bamboo rows, cover from both sides, and the archers suppress. "Jia Li is finally in a hurry now, such a tactic, he has never heard of.

"Oh no! Commander, there are cavalry on the left and right sides of the barbarian tribe. A general hurriedly came to report.

How could there still be cavalry? Wasn't the cavalry killed and retreated?

Jia Li stared blankly at the black iron armor that flanked from both sides, and his heart began to chill.

The Xuanyuan Iron Cavalry formed two sharp cones from the left and right wings, and the spears flew and rushed like lightning, tearing huge openings from the crowd, and the first to bear the brunt was naturally the archers at the rear.

For a moment, the sharp arrows that broke through the air, the bloody swords and spears, the low howls, the smoke and dust, and the entire mountain plain was enveloped and annihilated by the tragic aura of this primitive fighting。。。。。。