At sunset, the warriors of the Seven Divisions of the Shatu rode rhinosaurus horses towards Yan Liqiang's army full of tragic colors, and those people, who were still three hundred meters away, were already covered by arrows, and one by one they screamed, like wheat harvested by a sickle, falling one by one.

There were countless vultures hovering in the sky, and those vultures were attracted by the smell of blood on the ground.

Countless Shatu people fell, in the most dense place of the fallen crowd, the blood donation flowing on the ground flowed along the grassy slope towards the low lake, just a moment of effort, the hundreds of acres of lake, before it was clear to the bottom, at this moment, it has been completely dyed red by the blood donation, as if pouring a bottle of red ink into a vat of clear water, the red is faint at first, then gradually deeper, and finally starts from the lake, slowly spreading......

Yan Liqiang led more than 10,000 archers, like sharp knives, directly cut open the torsos of the seven divisions of Shatu, and all of a sudden, flesh and blood flew sideways, screaming in the sky, and along the way, no one could stop the iron hooves of the army led by Yan Liqiang.

If yesterday's cavalry of 40,000 Shatu people was still an organized resistance, here today, the only organized resistance of the seven Shatu tribes has been completely ended.

Just half an hour ago, when Yan Liqiang's army was about to approach twenty miles away from Xingxing Lake, more than 30,000 chaotic and colorful Shatu cavalry roared, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Yan Liqiang and their archers from the direction of Xingxing Lake.

These Shatu people are even more panicked than the Shatu people they met yesterday, the 40,000 people yesterday were somewhat prepared, but today's these, as if they were made up temporarily, there was not even a unified leader, but they were chaotic, under the leadership of more than a dozen leaders of the Shatu people, they wanted to fight with Yan Liqiang and their army, just like gamblers who wanted to turn the book after losing their eyes, they were desperate.

Just waiting for them, or the deadly arrows that fell like dense raindrops, they were charging in the rain of arrows with thousands of arrows, at this moment, they showed unprecedented bravery, no one retreated, from thousands of meters away, the shouters, waving the weapons in their hands, rushed towards the towering handsome banner of the army led by Yan Liqiang, until the last Shatu warrior of that team fell like hedgehogs with men and horses, and they rushed to the front of the person...... The distance from Yan Liqiang was still two hundred meters away.

Under the blow of dense and accurate long-range firepower, this traditional cavalry charge, except for the soldiers of the archers to come to a few volleys, each consumed a few cheap arrows, there is no meaning, this change in the way of war, obviously those Shatu people can not adapt, in this vast grassland, there are no walls, no barriers, not even superfluous war tools, except to rush over desperately, they have no way, at that moment, for those Shatu people, maybe they only have a simple thought in their hearts- The Han people who rushed in were the enemy, and behind them were their homes and relatives.

Iron hooves stepped on their corpses and donated blood, rushed into Xingxing Lake, and after breaking through the last defense line of the Seven Divisions of the Shatu, what was finally shown in front of Yan Liqiang was the dense variety of tents and tents in the core gathering area of Xingxing Lake in less than 100 square kilometers......

These days, because of the relationship between killing Hu Ling, the people of the seven divisions of the Shatu gathered here were all killed by the rangers and militia groups of the Han Empire, in order to survive in a group, not to give those rangers a chance, so the gathering areas of the seven divisions of the Shatu gathered here are very close to each other, and the living density is very large.

Countless Shatu people were running in a panic in their gathering place, screaming, and some people had already mounted their horses and were already fleeing for their lives, and the entire Shatu Seven Divisions had become a mess at this time, as if the end was coming, and the Shatu people gathered here also did not expect that Yan Liqiang and they would have killed Xingxing Lake today.

Looking at the scene in the distance, Yan Liqiang made Caiyun chase the moon to stop, and the entire army also stopped with Yan Liqiang's stop.

Yan Liqiang calmly looked at the panicked scene of the seven Shatu tribes in front of him, his heart was like stopping water, but after more than ten seconds, he raised the war bow in his hand, his mouth bloomed like spring thunder, and roared out a word, "Kill!", and then the first one rushed towards the gathering area of the Shatu people, and the tens of thousands of soldiers of Qiyun County behind him shouted "kill" in unison, shaking the sky and the earth, and also rushed over with Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang led an army of 30,000 from the east side of Xingxing Lake to drive straight in, pushing all the way, what he saw along the way, he could no longer encounter organized resistance of more than 500 people, and before those Shatu people rushed in, the arrows of the archers had already covered their place, even if a few people were lucky enough to rush within 100 meters of the army, waiting for them was also the crossbow arrows of the other cavalry of the Dragon Tooth Army.

And the nearly 100,000 rangers and militia groups that followed the arrival of the army, seeing the scene in front of them, where could they still endure it, they had already avoided Yan Liqiang's route from the northwest and southwest directions, and completely surrounded the gathering place of the entire Shatu Seven Divisions, many people rangers and militia groups saw that some Shatu people had run away, so they turned around to chase and kill those fleeing Shatu people, and more rangers and militia groups swept through the gathering area of the seven Shatu tribes like a flood, they followed Yan Liqiang's army to Xingxing Lake, waiting for this moment, the heads of the Shatu people are the merit, the grassland and wealth, so everyone is fighting for the first.

The rangers and militias who dare to come to the Gulang grassland, the martial arts cultivation is above the level, especially those rangers, about three or four rangers, at least one of them is a warrior or has a samurai or above cultivation, most of the rangers are carrying bows, or carrying weapons such as crossbows, and hidden weapons such as darts are the favorite of the rangers.

There were slashing and screaming everywhere, and where Yan Li's powerful army passed, it was really screaming, corpses were everywhere, and the billowing smoke rose to the sky in the blink of an eye and scattered in the sky of Xingxing Lake, like a mourning flag raised by the seven parts of the sand tutu, in the afterglow of the setting sun, it was extremely desolate......