Just as the deer and crane guards were slowly retreating to the southeast, the cavalry of Pegasus Village had already galloped to the mouth of Heifeng Village.

The wind chasing horse of Pegasus Village turned over and dismounted, and at this time, a smoke was looking at the fire in the village. It burned away his ambitions and his ambitions.

After this fire, he ran out of food and grass, and he no longer had the capital to confront Fengshi Village, so he could only return to the village in disgrace. And after this battle, as the leader of the alliance, his prestige will inevitably plummet, and there will be no way to surpass the other villages.

The Wind Chasing Horse hugged his fist at him and said, "Black Wind Village Master, are you okay?" ”

"What do you call me?" Yiyan's tone was a little abnormal, "Black Wind Village Master? This morning, the owner of the big village called the master of the big village, and now he has become the master of the Black Wind Village? ”

The wind-chasing horse was scolded for not knowing why, so he said a few words and stepped aside.

"Where's your Pegasus master?" Yiyan asked a little lonely.

"The owner of the village asked me to take a look at the situation first, and he arrived later."

"Hmph." Yiyan knew in his heart that after this battle, the biggest force in this area would be Pegasus Village.

It can also be regarded as a winged horse's nose, and he can jump down in advance before capsizing, otherwise this fire, all his horses will be burned to death, and I am afraid that he will also fall.

Just thinking of this section, a smoke suddenly woke up: why did the winged horse seem to know that the stockade would catch fire, and how could it be coincidental that as soon as he left, the fire started?

And this fire also started inexplicably, just when he gathered to attack, the tents in the village caught fire one after another, he quickly asked the soldiers to join forces to extinguish the flames, but the fire was fierce, not only did not extinguish the fire, but many people died in the fire, so he withdrew in advance.

Despite his constant efforts to get his men out of the stockade, the robbers were still running around the stockade like flies, and some fled from all directions. By now, there were only one or twenty people around him, and he kept sending people to collect the remnants, but there was no response at all.

Other villages also had their own losses, and some of them even had only one bare-pole owner left, and all his soldiers disappeared inexplicably.

Only the winged horse of the owner of this Pegasus Village, when all the other stockades were destroyed, only he was the only stockade left, and almost when he withdrew from the stockade, the stockade caught fire.

It's a coincidence, isn't it?

……

Xu Wenshan knew that this fire had caused the entire line of Pegasus Village to be dispatched, and if he could not return to the village before the cavalry found out the traces of his troops, the outcome of this war was likely to be completely reversed.

The deer and crane convoy continued to march southeast, and by this time it had been an hour since they had just set out, the moon had come out, and the clouds had dissipated, and in the light of the moon, the smoke and dust of their stockade to the northwest had billowed up, and the smoke engulfed a piece of starlight in the sky. And a little farther away from the village, there was also billowing smoke, which was smaller than the smoke, but in Xu Wenshan's eyes, it was even more terrifying.

The enemy riders came.

If they had stopped at the edge of the stockade, they would have barely been able to see their troops, and if they were on a search mission, there was a good chance that they would have spotted their troops, unless they could hide in the dense forest on the edge of Windstone before the cavalry arrived.

Xu Wenshan looked to the southeast, and there was a high slope, which was the high slope they had stepped on when they came to Fengshi Village, when they had just come out of the woods.

He still remembers that from the bottom of the high slope, he could see the whole picture of Fengshi Village in the basin.

"Head southeast and head at full speed!" Xu Wenshan ordered.

The soldiers were faster, and from time to time the spears collided together and made a "clanging" sound. But the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind him was getting closer.

Xu Wenshan looked back again, before he saw the smoke and dust and did not see the rider, but at this time, in the moonlight, he could see the horse's head exposed in the smoke and dust. His heart tightened, and he urged: "Go up the high slope!" Go uphill! ”

The soldiers hurriedly walked up the high slope, and at this time Xu Wenshan could already see the riders behind him getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that they also saw themselves.

Although this fire burned most of the enemy's organization, the most miscalculated place was that it did not disintegrate the enemy's cavalry strength.

But at least, he chose the most suitable battlefield for his troops before the enemy attacked his formation.

"Stop! Form a hollow phalanx on the spot! ”

The soldiers were all panting at this time, but the long-term training had made them very familiar with military orders, and they immediately formed a hollow phalanx on the spot, even if this phalanx was only composed of more than thirty people, which could be called the smallest phalanx in history.

As they got closer, the enemy riders were getting closer, and the soldiers could almost see the sweat of the moonlight reflected on the necks of their horses.

"Charge! Charge! Charge! The rider's general shouted loudly, urging the rider forward, and in an instant, the rider had rushed to Xu Wenshan's spear phalanx.

"Chirp!"

The horses neighed, the soldiers shouted in unison, the spears of a row of spears pointed at the necks of the horses, and the riders on the horses whipped the horses with all their might, but the horses did not dare to advance half a minute, they raised their front hooves high, and one or two horses did not control their center of gravity, and they climbed down the high slope with the riders.

"Hold on! Take control! Take control! ”

The leader of the riders kept urging his men to rein in the horses, but no matter how much the cavalry drove them, the horses were not willing to take another half step, and at most raised their front hooves high in front of the spearmen.

The psychological pressure on the spearmen was only greater than that of the riders, and they were faced with a behemoth with men and horses, and their spears were as easy to break as chopsticks in front of the cavalry.

If you haven't faced a horse, it can be difficult to understand the feelings of the spearmen. In Xu Wenshan's previous life, when the Spanish colonists invaded the Aztecs, they used 200 horsemen to defeat 20,000 Aztec warriors. These warriors armed with obsidian weapons were not heroic, but when faced with the modern Spanish cavalry, they still collapsed like a landslide, the emperor's palanquin was knocked over by the cavalry, and the emperor was stabbed to death on the spot, and the reason for such an exaggerated battle loss ratio was actually because: the Aztec natives had never seen cavalry, they thought it was a six-legged and two-handed monster.

The sweat of the spearmen ran against their helmets, and their hands shaking their spears were not entirely out of fear but mixed with excitement, and they were tempted to plunge their spearheads into the necks of the riders in front of them, but the iron discipline welded them to their original positions, and the spears in their hands, no matter how far they went, could not penetrate the throats of the enemy due to their natural lack of mobility.

The leader of the riders knew that it would be reluctant to attack again, and shouted: "Retreat!" Drawdown! Come with me, brethren! ”

The riders roared down the hill from the other direction, and at the bottom of the slope they regrouped and prepared to charge again.

The spearmen, who had just let go of their hearts, lifted their hearts again, and they found that their hands holding the shaft of the spears were actually a little weak.