In the dark night sky, the dazzling stars are quietly disappearing. In the distance where the grass and sky meet in the east, there is a touch of deep blue, emerging in the boundless darkness.

The corner tower of the Yanmen military camp was cold in the faint moonlight. A soldier with a posture like a pine raised his horn with his head up, and in an instant, a thick and desolate whimper sounded, piercing the silence of the night.

The white tents in the camp were lit by lights, and the figures of the people were like ghosts and swift arrows. The grinding sound of the iron armor ring is like a deep rhythm, playing in symphony everywhere.

The curtain of the felt tent was lifted, and in the lamplight, Zhao Ning, who had a long waist and a straight waist, stood like a spear, and a soldier was behind him, tightening the last strap of the armor for him.

This is a black and red talisman armor.

Up to the collar, shoulder swallow, down to the hanging legs, supporting the mud, including the cuirass, falcon's tail, cassock, skirt armor, there are almost no gaps in his body, and even his arms are covered and protected by armbands.

Tie the waist (belt) and put on the phoenix wings, and the armor and the person will be completely integrated. The half-foot red tassel on the top of his head echoes the abdominal swallow (abdominal armor), and under the reflection of the lights, Zhao Ning is majestic even if he stands still.

It is no different from the sky.

Putting on his waist knife, stretching out his hand, and taking the long lance handed by the guard beside him, Zhao Ning strode out of the military tent and turned over on his horse.

Nearly 5,000 soldiers of the B-shaped battalion have been assembled in the school field. A man and a horse stood side by side, the queue was as neat as a forest, everyone held a lance in their right hand, and held the reins of the horse in their left hand, silently.

They are all light riders, and their armor is not as thick as Zhao Ning's, but they are also heroic.

Zhao Ningze glanced back and forth, saw Zhao Xin, Huang Kejie, and Yang Jiani, who was also wearing Xuanchi Fu Armor. In the end, he stopped his horse and marched in front of the army, raised his lance, and shouted: "Get on the horse!"

Five thousand soldiers stepped on their horses, and their movements were uniform.

The dark blue of the eastern sky has turned into a line of fish belly white.

The whimpering of the horns in the camp had ceased, and the beating of war drums, the thunderous sound of the summer night, struck everyone's hearts and caused their hearts to shake.

Zhao Ning looked in the direction of the handsome tent, recognized the flag on the corner tower, pulled down the hideous ghost-like mask, and the whole person only had a pair of sharp and deep eyes, which could be seen.

The long lance in his hand pointed to the gate, and at the feet of the war horse of the B-shaped battalion, he immediately raised dust and swept away outside the camp.

The first rays of orange-red morning light illuminated the thousands of miles of wilderness, and when it fell on the cold and hard iron armor, 30,000 elite horsemen with bright armor and clear banners rolled up bursts of yellow dust and poured out of the camp like a torrent.

All the way to the north, straight to the low hilly grassy slope in front of Fengming Mountain, unstoppable.

The B-shaped battalion was led by Yang Jiani, the deputy commander of the capital, and Zhao Ning went to Zhao Beiwangma. When he looked up, he saw the Tianyuan army on the grassy slopes, the team was tightly organized, dressed as a Khitan army, and full of oppressive force, his eyes were like iron.

Before and after the Yanmen army left the camp, the Tianyuan army was also prepared at their position. Their formation was simple, occupying the heights of the grassy slopes and deploying their forces from a high position.

Condescending and overwhelming, this sentence is not just talking.

In the middle of the grass slope is low, and in the center of the passage is wide, there is a large array of the Tianyuan Army. The dense number of soldiers, with no end in sight, choked the throat leading to the heart of Fengming Mountain.

The strength of the entire defense line was no less than 20,000, and it was clear that Charahan temporarily sent the main force to the first line of defense. If he wants to be here, he will crush the offensive of the Yanmen army.

Only when the first line of defense is about to be unable to hold it, will the Tian Yuan army retreat to the second line of defense. Under the cover of friendly forces, the retreating soldiers entered a new combat position and built a complete and substantial second line of defense.

Ordinary cavalry battles, especially the steppe cavalry, must first chase the cavalry and shoot a decisive victory with the skill of arching horses.

But right now, whether it is the Yanmen Army or the Tianyuan Army, they are obviously ready to fight each other in a short battle.

The orange-red morning light had already turned into golden sunlight, indiscriminately falling on the Tianyuan warriors, setting off their towering figures as if the heavenly soldiers had descended to earth, looking at the Quartet.

Zhao Ning stared at the Tianyuan army formation in the valley mouth in front of him, but in his ears he could only hear the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, as if he could overturn him in the next moment. Other than that, nothing is heard.

The ground was trembling, like the waves of the angry sea, and he and his war horse were just a flat boat on the waves, quite with the meaning of drifting with the waves, and they could not help themselves to advance and retreat.

Even the breathing and heartbeat seem to have been in a beat with the sound of horses' hooves. The undulating body on the horseback has long been integrated with the war horse, and the war horse has also become a part of the military formation, indistinguishable from each other.

At this moment, he is the battle array, and the battle array is him. The blue sky above thousands of miles, the fiery red sun far away in the sky, and the thousands of miles of grassland stretching under your feet have all lost their meaning.

The bustling traffic in the bustling market of Yanping City, the rouge gouache of the picturesque green building, and the laughter and scolding of the warm house, I don't know how many clouds have been thrown away.

The elite ride in it is all there is at the moment. At this moment, the world became extremely simple in Zhao Ning's eyes. Forward, charge, engage, kill the enemy, is all there is to life.

He felt that the hot blood in his whole body had rushed to his brain, he felt that every vein in his body had been burning, and he felt that he had endless power to open up the world!

He looked to the left and right, because at the front of the line, the soldiers around him were also wrapped in iron armor, and their faces were all hidden under the terrible armor.

The sunlight illuminated half of the armor, one eye blazing with intent, the other in the deep darkness.

He looked behind him, and what he saw was the endless yellow dust, the cavalry that constantly broke through the yellow dust and was covered by the yellow dust, like a warrior who had been killed from another world.

On each resolute face, there are pairs of burning eyes, staring at the front.

Zhao Ning knew that they were in the same mood as himself.

At this moment, Zhao Ning heard the voice of Zhao Beiwang spreading with his true qi, which was louder than the thunder, and even covered up the sound of the surging horses' hooves. He was shouting, "The generals are ready to fight!"

Looking back, Zhao Ning realized that the Tianyuan Army Forest with no end in sight in front of him had galloped towards him at some point.

The opponent's military formation was full of vision, even if it was rushing forward, it was only a silent amplification of the front queue, but the dust raised by the horse's hooves still allowed Zhao Ning to accurately identify the opponent's movements.

He tightened his grip on the reins.

At this moment, amid the earth-shaking sound of iron hooves, Zhao Ning heard a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air. Looking up again, Zhao Ning saw a black cloud - a black cloud composed of arrows!

Overwhelmingly covering himself.

On the grassy slopes on both sides of the passage, black clouds rose into the air at the same time, converging in one place halfway. Many of the arrows of the arrows, and the light of the two stars, that is true qi, and the lethality is extraordinary.

The last moment I saw the black clouds in the sky, like a waterfall pouring and Mount Tai pressing the top, and the next moment, countless sharp arrows like locusts had already smashed into the team!

The sound of ping-pong, one after another, is connected in a very short period of time, and it is extraordinarily loud, and people feel sore and trembling when they hear it. The terrible neighing of the horses sounded from time to time, and there was the thud of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The sharp arrows in his ears fell like a rainstorm, as if he would become a hedgehog in the next moment. This makes people wonder if the comrades next to him have been shot into tofu scum under such a blow.

Zhao Ning, who had protected his body with the power of the Yuan Shen and had not suffered any damage, quickly glanced back.

The captains beside him were all dressed in talisman armor and were not afraid of such a rain of arrows, but the ordinary soldiers of the Yanmen Army were only light horses, and they were only wearing leather armor!

Zhao Ning's eyes lit up.

There were horses that fell head-on, and knights who were left behind and swallowed up by the rolling yellow dust.

But most of the soldiers put their bodies behind the horse's neck at this moment, and raised a round shield with one hand to protect the vital point, many of which were full of arrows, but very few soldiers were killed.

However, there were many arrows on the ground, and they were drowned by the cavalry in the blink of an eye, and most of the overturned cavalry were shot by multiple sharp arrows.

Three arrows.

After three rounds of arrows, the two armies were able to engage each other.

It's common sense.

But that's not the case right now.

Before the Yanmen Army collided with the cavalry of the Tianyuan Army, the fourth round of arrow rain fell!

A round of arrow rain, there are no less than 10,000 sharp arrows, one more round and one less round, the difference is not ordinary!

Except for Zhao Ning, all the officers and soldiers of the Yanmen Army, including Zhao Beiwang, all showed surprise on their faces. In their minds, this is a sight that should not have been seen at all!

But Zhao Ning knew that this was the Sky Wolf Bow.

A unique structure, less consumption, faster rate of fire, and more powerful Sirius Bow!

After the fourth round of arrow rain, the casualties of the Yanmen army have far exceeded expectations. Half because of this fourth round of arrow clouds, and half because of arrow penetration.

A war horse that could have taken several arrows now has to be planted after two arrows, and the arrows that could not break the armor can now pierce the armor!

Unexpected mutations are lethal on the battlefield.

However, after all, the Yanmen army was well-trained, and this episode would not make them mess up, although they couldn't help but be surprised, but no one's movements changed in the slightest.

Zhao Ning, who was short of his waist, glanced back at the casualties of the B-shaped battalion, and gave a judgment on whether it was acceptable according to the experience of his previous life.

The losses were not particularly large. Although the Yanmen Army has not fought for a long time, the rigorous training of General Zhao on weekdays has had its due effect at this time.

The sweat shed in the past allowed many people to save their lives at this time.

The two armies are running relatively fast, and the battle is in the feeling, it is only a matter of a moment.

In the sound of horses' hooves that filled the four fields, the mountains and rivers seemed to be responding frantically, and the heavens and the earth were echoing, Zhao Ning heard Zhao Beiwang shouting angrily at the bullfight:

"Kill!"

In an instant, 300 soldiers, 3,000 soldiers, and 30,000 soldiers let out three waves of neat roars, one tide higher than the other, hysterical, and full of indomitable and undying evil spirit.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

At this moment, Zhao Ning only felt that the blood all over his body seemed to be spurting out from the Heavenly Spirit Gai. The whole person is like a lit cannonball, eager to fly out and detonate himself and blow up the opponent's military formation!

Like the other soldiers, he quickly straightened his waist, tightened his grip on the horse, and straightened it up.

He took a deep breath.

Because of this adjustment, he quickly became distracted.

In the ten years of national war in his previous life, he experienced countless battles, and he was already a veteran on the battlefield, and he was used to seeing all kinds of scenes.

Although the iron blood of the galloping army still makes him feel uplifted, proving that his blood is not cold. But as long as he wants to calm down, he can calm down immediately.

At this time, the cavalry battle formations of the two armies finally met together.