Ning Hu couldn't help but wonder for a while: "The heavy armored infantry was completely annihilated and lost the middle formation, why was Qin Feng so easy? Although those infantry archers were strong, they did not have an advantage in numbers, let alone in equipment, could they turn defeat into victory?"

Just then, there was a neighing of horses.

Ning Hu's face changed drastically, and he slowly turned to look, but saw that the enemy cavalry had already surrounded him, wandering around the inner and outer three layers, and from time to time a cold arrow came.

Looking at the heavy armor soldiers around him, they are constantly being eliminated and consumed.

Ning Hu's heart was full of unwillingness, regained his strength, and roared angrily: "I haven't lost yet, kill!"

Ning Hu took the only remaining heavy infantry to counterattack the mobile battalion, but unfortunately the heavy infantry wanted to catch up with the cavalry, which was more difficult than a turtle catching up with a cheetah.

What followed was extremely tragic.

Riding is "flying a kite", the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I chase, and the enemy is tired and I fight.

Under the consumption of the rangers, even though Ning Hu was full of martial arts, he was helpless.

What made him even more desperate was that there were dozens of firepower battalion foot archers armed to the teeth, carrying bows and arrows, armor-piercing knives at their waists, and holding Mo knives, standing on the periphery to rest.

In just one stick of incense, Ning Hu's proud heavy infantry battalion was exhausted, and in the whole process, the firepower battalion did not interfere at all.

Qin Feng, who was sitting on the city wall and nibbling on sugarcane to moisten his throat, couldn't help laughing: "Without the cooperation of other arms, the heavy infantry is not hung up and beaten by the rangers? The cavalry is all golden lumps, how can they be used to do such rough work. WwW.YSHU gE. ORG”

As the last heavy infantry was eliminated by the arrow, only Ning Hu was left on the scene.

The mobile battalion is surrounded but not stupid, and it seems to be deliberately playing Ning Hu.

Ning Hu has superior martial arts, and the small golden gourd in his hand is full of threat, but he can face the mobile battalion, but he can only be killed by the neck, and there is no chance to display his martial arts at all.

At this moment, the firepower battalion that had been corrected surrounded him, and one after another, Mo knives were forced towards Ning Hu from all directions, and he let out bursts of sneers: "Little Hou Ye, don't you throw away the golden gourd?" You can change your life with a hard blow, but you will be cut into meat sauce in the next second." ”

Ning Hu secretly hated the pair of little golden gourds in his hands, if he changed to a rifle, he still had the strength to fight!

Let's ......

The little gourd fell to the ground.

Dozens of step archers rushed up, held Ning Hu down, tied up directly, and walked towards the city wall.

The civil and military officials at the scene were silent, and they all had a ghostly expression.

Qin Tianhu was sometimes shocked, sometimes excited: "Win more with less, annihilate the enemy army, and capture the thief leader alive......?"

Li Xu looked shocked: "A thousand forbidden troops, led by Ning Hu, were actually given by three hundred guards...... Qin Feng'er, isn't it the reincarnation of Wu Quxing?!"

Emperor Liang was speechless for a long time, with a pair of deep eyes, he always looked at Qin Feng on the city wall, and he loved and feared in his heart.

What I love is that this son is unparalleled in talent, and it is the luck of the great beam to get it! I am afraid that this son is too capable, and I am afraid that his merits will be overshadowed......

It's not okay to be too weak, it's not okay to be too strong!