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When the group of cavalrymen held torches and moved closer to this side, Ling Chen had already understood what these people wanted to do.

"Run forward, close to the enemy, ready to throw" Ling Chen gave a new order, the reason why the infantry suffered against the cavalry was that in a short period of battle, there was no way to grasp the initiative, the enemy could escape if he was defeated and injured, and once the infantry was defeated, most of them would be wiped out.

After giving the order, Ling Chen's phalanx began to move.

Previously, the enemy cavalry had used the power of horses to throw at a distance to achieve a long range, but this time they approached the distance from Ling Chen's phalanx in order to throw torches and firewood.

Although they saw the ability of this unit to use weapons to shoot arrows before, they still didn't really pay attention to it from the bottom of their hearts, especially since the other party was passively beaten from the beginning, only a wooden stick in his hand, and did not show any long-range counterattack means.

Many people couldn't hear Ling Chen's password at all, and they didn't understand what he was ordering.

The male who was standing in front of the army could vaguely hear Ling Chen's command, and he also saw those soldiers making a throwing gesture, but he felt a burst of amusement, and said to the cavalry around him, "These monks, even their own weapons have to be thrown, just let them throw, it will be easier for us to kill later."

He didn't let the cavalry in front retreat, in his mind, how lethal these thrown wooden sticks can be, not to mention hitting, even if they hit the body, they will only be injured and not killed, but the other party has no weapons to resist, and the next time he throws arrows, he can kill a lot.

But when the seemingly sparse hundreds of wooden sticks flew into the air, the male who had the heart to laugh at these monks one moment ago, opened his mouth wide in the next second, and his face was shocked.

"Bang" a wooden stick that flew straight in, while spinning, with incredible precision, with its edge smashed into the bare head of a cavalryman, and suddenly saw the brain burst, the cavalry did not say a word, and fell directly from the horse to the ground.

And the horse had not even reacted, motionless, as if he did not know that his master had been beaten to death.

This was not a special case, and more than a hundred people who were about to throw torches suffered similar doom almost simultaneously.

"How is this possible, what kind of tactics are they?" The male was taken aback, he had never seen so many soldiers, all of them had such high throwing skills, the southerners had a kind of pot throwing game, but also with bamboo sticks or small wooden sticks, standing far away to throw the wine pot, whoever hit the shot could drink the wine, but that was just a game, never seen the southerners army had this kind of throwing. If it was a collective spear throwing tactic, he also knew a thing or two, but he had never heard of it being able to throw a wooden stick to smash his opponent to death from twenty or thirty meters away, just by running and arm strength.

Immediately afterwards, more than 200 people rushed out of the phalanx, and quickly picked up the enemy's war horses, weapons, bows and arrows, and even wooden sticks that had just been stained with the enemy's brains.

The male was momentarily frightened, and did not have time to give the order to attack these people, and by the time he reflected, these people had already taken away seventy or eighty horses that had fled without being frightened.

Then he looked at the strange phalanx, and once again in an incredible formation, obtained horses and bows and arrows, and immediately men came out of the ranks, turned on their horses, and struck at them with scattered horses.

With intelligent clones of horses and bows, it is absolutely impossible to resist in this kind of skirmisher attack. Ling Chen already knew this from Ling Qi's memories before, those 25o people, when they had horses, the six thousand elite cavalry had no way to take them at all, until they were frozen to death by the so-called great wizard, they were at a disadvantage.

Soon, the commander of the thousand cavalry, saw more than fifty scattered horsemen on the other side, like a blunt knife cutting meat, teasing his nearly 1,000 cavalry.

These people know how to maintain their horsepower very well, and generally do not let the horses increase, and after inciting his cavalry to pursue, they are often within ten meters of a frontal attack, and a light arrow hits them in the head, either in the eye or in the throat, and then slowly retreats.

The male soon ordered a large number of cavalry to round up the stragglers, but the men quickly retreated cunningly to the vicinity of their own infantry phalanx, and as soon as his cavalry approached the opposing side about twenty meters, more than a hundred sticks flew out, each of which accurately hit a cavalryman, unless he was lucky enough to dodge it by chance. And after throwing it out, some people ran out quickly, not caring for the danger, and went to retrieve the sticks and horses and weapons.

After a few back and forth, his nearly 1,000 cavalry lost three or four hundred, while the opponent's cavalry had more than a hundred, some of the horses were scattered in galloping, and some of them rushed to the infantry phalanx in a daze.

He soon saw that the horse-catching skills of these men were simply stronger than those of the best horse chasers in the steppe, and that those frightened horses could easily be captured by a few men, and then pacified and used by them, and increased the number of their cavalry.

"Retreat, retreat quickly" Xiong Ji saw that something was wrong, his cunning mind had already let him know that this group of monks and soldiers was not a simple soldier, but more like a group of skilled combat masters who were proficient in fighting skills, and they were also proficient in arrays.

Soon the Hun cavalry, under his shouting, escaped faster than when they came.

Ling Chen looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, he couldn't chase after the captured horses, more than half of the horsepower was consumed, and slowly under the cover of the infantry, it was okay to deal with the enemy, such a urgent pursuit, the consumption was too great, and he would soon lose his strength, and the other party still had a lot of horses in rotation, he couldn't do this.

What he has to do now is to drive the enemy out of this area, and then slowly gather the remaining 8,000 people, so as to form an army of 10,000 people, and then gather weapons and equipment, and sweep away 100,000 people, which is also the fundamental reason why he brought so many people into this battle world.

He also wants to mobilize more, but hopes that the materials and resources on the island are insufficient, these have been all accumulated in the past three years, but they have not been used, and more than 1,000 people have been mobilized in front, and then excluding the people who have to stay in the real base, these 10,000 people are the whole number he specially made up.

The volley can split out millions of intelligent clones, but it is not easy to make up millions of clone shells for them, Hope Island is only a few dozen square kilometers, excluding forests and beaches, the construction area that can be effectively used, but a few square kilometers, is not enough to accommodate such a large number of people, let alone other resources needed. The large floating island designed by Ling Chen, Pagoda Island, is still in the second phase of the project, and there is only one prototype, which is far from being enough to be put into formal use.

The final design of the Pagoda Island's carrying capacity, Ling Chen set to 1.6 million, the investment is huge, and like many projects, at this time, the construction party has more problems, changes in ocean currents, the price of building materials, etc., in order to meet the technical standards that Ling Chen wants, it is necessary to increase the investment several times, and the future addition is likely to be more.