Due to the chaos at the scene, the mobile battalion was extremely scattered, and it was constantly interspersed back and forth in the front, even though the Ninghu Bow Battalion had a large number of people, but in order to prevent accidental injuries and it was difficult to aim at the target, its role was extremely limited.

The cavalry battalion, which also suffered heavy losses, could only rush up to catch up with the mobile battalion, but it was a pity that the heavy cavalry chased the light cavalry, which was a fantasy.

And the mobile battalion is all "horse archers", while running, while shooting arrows reflexively, after a pursuit, but the cavalry of the Ninghu Army suffered heavy losses, and there were only a dozen horsemen left.

Seeing that the cavalry battalion and light infantry battalion of the Ning Hu Army were harassed by the mobile battalion and had become a mess, Qin Feng's solemn brows had completely relaxed.

No longer hesitate, immediately wave the flag!

The firepower battalion received the order, put the bow and arrow on his back, threw down the Mo knife, pulled out the waist knife, and the foot archers changed to foot combat, outflanking from the flank, like a sharp blade, straight into the back of the Ninghu Army bow barracks.

Due to the emptiness of the treasury of Daliang, the role of archers is almost only left with archers, and it is difficult to arm archers to the teeth like a tyrant like Qin Feng.

The gap between the archers of the Ninghu Army and the archers of the Xu Mo Army is even greater than that between the heavy infantry and the light infantry.

In the face of the surprise attack of the fire battalion, the bow battalion, which had the advantage of numbers, could not organize any effective resistance, and almost one-sided slaughter.

The light infantry battalion tried to support several times, but unfortunately it was entangled by the mobile battalion and could not get out at all.

In just one tea time, the bow battalion has been completely wiped out!

Ning Hu was deeply involved in the chaotic battle in the middle of the battle, and he didn't know anything about it.

Qin Feng stood on the city wall, the movement of the battlefield was under control, and the moment he annihilated the enemy's bow barracks, Qin Feng had already given the order.

The firepower battalion threw down its swords, took out its bow and arrows, and began to really play to the advantages of the archers.

The front was attacked and entangled by the mobile battalion, and the rear was fired indiscriminately by the fire battalion, and the light infantry battalion of the Ninghu Army was gradually encroached upon, and finally collapsed. g

The remaining dozen or so cavalry of the Ninghu Army carried out a suicidal assault.

But it was still limited by the field, and the horse could not be lifted quickly, and it was difficult to form a decent impact, but it was surrounded by the fire camp, or shot by random arrows, or directly dragged off the horse, and there was a burst of madness.

As a result, only Ning Hu's heavy infantry battalion remained.

But at the same time, Xu Mo's armored battalion was almost exhausted, and only eight people led by Xu Mo remained, gathered together and struggled.

And the Ning Hu army already has a numerical advantage, and there are still more than 100 people left.

Facing more than ten times the enemy army of his own, Xu Mo's forehead was covered with green tendons, and he shouted hysterically: "Our tactical goal has been achieved, although there is no regret in death!"

"Kill one is enough, kill two to earn one, brothers, fight!"

Driven by Xu Mo, the remaining eight people were not afraid of death, carried out life-swapping tactics with the enemy, and killed three or four more people before they were surrounded and annihilated by the Ning Hu army.

Xu Mo was hit with a blow in the chest, almost turned his back on his back, clutched the handle of the axe tightly, knelt on one knee with unwillingness, looked at Ning Hu, and said word by word: "It is worthy of being the little marquis, excellent martial arts, a child of Beijing, no one can be out of your right!"

Although Ning Hu won, he was not arrogant, on the contrary, he looked at Xu Mo's eyes with a scorching heat, and he actually felt a little sympathy: "I am outnumbered, and I can still hold on for so long, Xu Mo, you are also a hero...... However, the middle formation has been broken, and the overall situation has been decided. ”

The corners of Xu Mo's mouth rose slightly, revealing a miserable smile: "That's right, everything is as Brother Qin expected, tactically you won, and strategically you lost...... Tactical sacrifice in exchange for strategic victory. ”

Hearing this, Ning Hu chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly looked up at the city wall, only to find that Qin Feng had already thrown down the flag, returned to the rattan chair, and comfortably gnawed on the sugar cane.