Changing places with one shot is the fighting purpose of the guerrillas, and it is also the current combat plan of the 500 cavalry led by Ling Zifeng. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ling Zifeng led them around the avenue and rushed all the way from the remote path to the Persian army, and sure enough, not a single enemy light cavalry team was encountered along the way.

On the fourth day after they left Babylon, they finally encountered a serpent-like Persian march.

Looking at the boundless Persian ranks, the five hundred archers couldn't help but feel uneasy. However, they had already known about Ling Zifeng's battle arrangements in the past three days, so their fear had dissipated a lot.

Ling Zifeng did not have the slightest fear, they were lightly armed and were not afraid of these bulky and sluggish Persian teams at all.

So he looked at the other side and ordered: "Attack!" Prepare for the first round of throws! ”

"Yes!"

All the cavalry immediately drew their sabers from their waists one by one, and rushed towards the Persian army in unison.

When the Persian army discovered the enemy's attack, they hurriedly sounded a warning call.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Hurried warnings rang through the Persian army, and they had to stop and respond in a hurry. One by one, the hoplites tightened their formations and erected their shields in front, waiting to resist the charge of the cavalry.

However, a scene that they could not understand appeared.

I saw that the cavalry that was charging forward, after sprinting for a certain distance, suddenly changed their formation, and formed a circle in front of the Persian army and kept spinning.

Then, they bent their bows and arrows at the Persian camp in a flurry of arrows.

"Whoosh."

The feathered arrows fell densely in the Persian army, and the Persian soldiers were caught off guard, and hundreds of people were shot to the ground immediately, wailing for a while.

"Ahh

The archers of the Persian army noticed that something was wrong, and they hurriedly raised their bows and fired back.

There was a "buzzing" sound, and Ling Zifeng and Mo Sandi were already at the firing point of the circle camp, spreading their shields in front of the archers.

"Dangdangdang" The feathered arrows of the Persian archers were blocked by the shield and fell. Looking at this scene, the Persian archers opened their mouths wide one by one and were dumbfounded.

The Persian archer missed a single blow, and a gap leaked between the preparations for the second shot, and Ling Zifeng immediately ordered loudly: "Wind Demon Arrow, the second round of throwing!" ”

The Wind Demon Arrow is a feather arrow that Ling Zifeng enchanted for everyone and can shoot farther.

Everyone obeyed the order, bent their bows and arrows and threw them at the enemy team for the second time, and the five hundred Wind Demon arrows instantly left the string.

"Xiu Xiu Xiu" feather arrows rubbed against the air and made a strange sound, as if a group of desperate ghosts flew into the crowd of the Persian army at an incredible speed.

"Oops, Mom! Raise your shield! Hundreds of terrible screams came again, and the archers who had just fired back fell in an instant.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the Persian general hurriedly ordered the infantry to raise their shields against the feathered arrows, and then sent knights to chase the Babylonian archers.

Seeing the enemy chasing after him, Ling Zifeng immediately ordered a retreat.

The archers, who were already circling in circles, instantly slapped their horses and left, not to mention that they were much lighter than the enemy, and they threw the enemy away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that they could not catch up, the Persian knights had no choice but to return to the camp.

The Babylonian archers shook off their pursuers and hid behind a certain hill, Ling Zifeng calculated the enemy's march time and sent scouts to continue tracking the Persian army.

The Babylonian crowd, who had won the first battle, was so excited that they hid behind the hill and discussed the amazing results they had just achieved.

"It's incredible! We've killed and wounded so many enemies! ”

"Yes! It's a miracle! ”

Attacking a team of tens of thousands with 500 cavalry took away hundreds of enemy troops in ten minutes, and there were no casualties on your side! With this exaggerated record, they can't help but not be excited.

Ling Zifeng looked at the five hundred cavalry archers who were extremely excited, he cleared his throat and said, "Soldiers, do you want to go again?" ”

"Yes!" The crowd shouted in unison.

"Well, this time you have to deal with the pursuing cavalry!"

"Roar!" The crowd shouted in unison, and the morale of the Babylonian archers was now at its peak.

Ling Zifeng immediately ordered: "Let's go!" ”

In less than a cup of tea, the crowd caught up with the vanguard of Persia.

As soon as the Persians saw that this group of fellows was coming again, they hurriedly mobilized their cavalry to charge them directly, and in order not to delay the march, the large Persian army continued to rush to the city of Babylon.

It seems that they have also discovered Ling Zifeng's true purpose, and it is a fool's dream to fight hundreds of thousands of people with a few hundred people, but it seems that it can still be done by delaying time.

However, for the sake of safety, the Persians only divided a small cavalry in the army to pursue Ling Zifeng and them.

Of course, the "not much" mentioned here is only relative to the huge number of Persian troops, whose number has long exceeded two thousand.

However, these cavalry were all heavy cavalry, and their heavy armor pressed the war horses out of breath, facing the light cavalry led by Ling Zifeng, where could they catch up.

After a few rounds of pursuit, the Persian knight troops were killed and wounded by the archers commanded by Ling Zifeng, who ran and fired several rounds of volleys.

The commander of the Persian knight saw that the momentum was not right, and hurriedly ordered a retreat to the large army, Ling Zifeng immediately turned back, chasing his ass and shooting again.

The cavalry commanded the troops to turn around and counterattack, and Ling Zifeng fled again and fired another volley.

The Persian cavalry was miserable now, they ran and ran but could not chase and could not chase, like a mouse pulling a turtle, and could not find a chance to attack.

After a few rounds, in less than half an hour, the Persian cavalry was wiped out by the Babylonian archers.

Ling Zifeng was secretly worried that he would teach these Babylonians the invincible cold weapon tactics of the Mongols in this way, would it greatly change the course of history in the future?

However, he thought that this was only a reincarnation world, and even Babylon had been restored, and the future history of Europe would definitely be completely different from what he was familiar with.

"Retrieve the feather arrows, search for food, eat in place, rest for six hours, and prepare for the next round of harassment!"

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Five days later, the archers and heavy cavalry in the Persian ranks suffered heavy losses.

The Persian army had to shrink its formation, allowing the heavy infantry to march slowly outside with their shields raised, and finally cracked Ling Zifeng's terrifying archery tactics.

However, although this formation was effective against the archers, it was also very unfavorable for the march, and the march of the Persian army finally slowed down.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ling Zifeng was also worried that the Persians would recall the light cavalry to deal with them. Moreover, the team has also lost most of its weight in the continuous raids, and now there are only more than 200 people left.

So, he stopped fighting and let the rest of the team quickly withdraw to the city of Babylon.