"Ding Ding Ding!" "The three hundred ironclad heavy riders in the front row, if they were cut wheat, most of them fell down in an instant!

The crossbow bolts that followed behind shot half of the three hundred ironclad heavy cavalry in the second row!

Even the ironclad heavy cavalry in the third row has fallen a lot!

After a whole day of fierce fighting, only more than 100 people were damaged by the ironclad heavy cavalry of the pro-military battalion, but more than half of them were shot in an instant, and less than 400 cavalry remained!

And the cavalry battalion behind them, although the crossbow arrows were blocked by more than half of the ironclad heavy cavalry in front, there were also more than 300 horsemen, who were shot in an instant!

There were more than 2,000 cavalry, but after being washed by this wave of crossbow arrows, there were only 1,400 cavalry left!

Even the remaining 1,400 horsemen were mostly injured by crossbow arrows!

Although the ironclad heavy cavalry is protected by heavy armor and riding shields, the crossbow arrows are too dense and too penetrating!

The crossbow arrows instantly penetrated the cavalry shields and heavy armor, and penetrated deeply into the bodies of the Northern Yan cavalry. The cavalrymen who were shot were all stuck in their bodies like hedgehogs! Not only them, but even their mounts were killed instantly!

Hou Fatzi, who is an arrowhead, rushed to the front of the cavalry of the brigade, of course, he was the focus of the Qiben warriors, and there were at least thirty or more crossbow arrows, which were aimed at him!

But the fat man is worthy of the blessing of a great man! The xenomorph sweat and blood god horse under the crotch saved his life at a critical time!

Seeing the dense rain of arrows like flying locusts, the four hooves of the xenomorph sweat and blood god horse unthinkingly exerted their strength, soaring high into the air, and countless crossbow arrows flew over against the horse's belly!

A crossbow is not a bow, and the bolt is fired at the enemy in an almost straight line, so that it can exert maximum lethality. It is precisely because of this that Hou Fatzi was able to escape!

Turning his head to look at the dead and injured behind him, Hou Fatty's slitted eyes instantly turned blood-red!

These are all his brothers who accompany him in life and death! Many of them are comrades who have fought with him for more than ten years, and they are even closer than siblings!

After so many years of fighting with the Western Qin people, these brothers did not die! After fighting so many times with other races, these brothers still survived!

But they actually died at the hands of the Fuso people!

Hou Fatzi's eyes were blood-red and his eyes were about to split, he raised his thick-backed knife high, and roared: "If you are not dead, continue to rush with Hou Ye!"

After speaking, without waiting for the brother behind him to follow, the back of the knife slapped hard on the horse's buttocks, and he rode alone and went straight to the enemy formation!

The Northern Yan cavalry, who were shot by a round of crossbow arrows from the Fusang people, saw Hou Fatzi flying alone and rushed up alone, only to feel the blood in their chests churning, and the blood surname hidden deep in their bones was instantly stimulated.

"I'll join your Fusang ancestor!" The remaining 1,400 horsemen, roaring and scolding, urged the mount fiercely, followed closely behind Hou Fatzi, and rushed up.

Seeing the Northern Yan cavalry rushing up, the commander of the Qiben Legion smiled contemptuously and shouted: "Knife!"

The 30,000-banner warrior put the crossbow on his back and drew out the cold and shining sword.

"Mill plate!" the Legion Commander continued.

With this order, dozens of phalanxes on both wings quickly outflanked each other from both sides.

Seeing that the Northern Yan cavalry had rushed a few zhang away, the Fusang general ordered again: "Sword formation!"

Several phalanxes in front of the Northern Yan cavalry suddenly began to change formations.

The samurai in the front row crouched down with the tip of the sword pointed upwards at the horse's belly, the samurai in the second row lunged forward with the tip of the sword facing the horse's head, and the samurai in the third row straightened up with the tip of the sword aimed at the cavalry on horseback.

One by one, the extremely compact knife formations suddenly took shape, just waiting for the Northern Yan cavalry to come up and send them to death!

But how can the fat man who takes the lead be so easy to think with!

I saw Hou Fatzi's feet clasp the horse's belly, and the xenomorph sweat and blood god horse suddenly understood, and the four hooves exerted their strength again, soared into the air, and flew over the cold and shining knife array!

Hou Fatzi was in mid-air, he leaned down, and the big thick-backed knife slashed down, and the head of a banner warrior wearing a dark red helmet immediately flew high, and the blood in his neck rushed up several feet high!

The xenomorph sweat and blood god horse landed behind the sword formation, and the two thick hind hooves immediately kicked out, hitting the backs of the two flag warriors!

"Click!" Two muffled sounds, although the two flag warriors were wearing heavy armor, they couldn't withstand the hooves of the xenomorph sweat and blood god horse! Not only were they kicked high and flying, but even their spines were kicked and broken into several pieces!

Hou Fatzi was not slow to react! Turning the horse's head, the thick-backed knife in his hand slashed down again, cutting a flag warrior into two!

A complete knife formation suddenly revealed a gap!

Hou Fatzi was unforgiving! One knife after another, constantly killing one Fusang banner warrior after another. A good knife formation, being twisted like this by Hou Fatzi, suddenly changed shape. More than 200 Qiben warriors had to divide dozens of people to surround Hou Fatzi and his horsemen, trying to solve this scourge first.

And the cavalry that followed behind Hou Fatzi saw that this sword formation was scattered, and rushed over to this side. In an instant, a sword formation of more than 200 people rushed to kill!

Hou Fatzi, who has received support, is also extraordinarily brave, and every time he cuts down with a thick-backed knife, he will definitely take away the life of a Fusang person. Even the xenomorph sweat and blood god horse was unwilling to be behind, with front hooves and hind hooves, mouth biting and kicking, and from time to time, a flag warrior was hit and was kicked high and flew out of the encirclement.

The commander of the banner legion, when he saw a phalanx of 300 people, was wiped out in an instant, he was so angry that the mustache on his mouth was curled, and he waved his arm fiercely: "Turn!"

Although the battle formation of the Banner Legion is strong, it is not flexible enough. Without the order of the corps commander, no one dared to move, and no one dared to go up to reinforce when he saw that a phalanx was destroyed. It wasn't until he got the order to make a big battle formation that he moved.

The bannermen on both wings had already joined together, surrounding 1,400 Northern Yan cavalry in the battle array. Hearing the word "turn", the 30,000 banner warriors suddenly circled around the Beiyan cavalry like a windmill.

This banner army is not wandering around the Beiyan cavalry, but constantly stabbing the cavalry with the sword in his hand!

Whenever the cavalry was about to counterattack, they lost the enemy's trace in front of them, and suddenly another knife stabbed behind them, stabbing the cavalrymen in half!

The cavalry on horseback was, of course, not as agile as the infantry. For a while, people kept falling off their horses and were cut into meat puree in an instant!

The 30,000-banner warriors, like a huge grinding plate, slowly strangled more than a thousand cavalry.

In just two quarters of an hour, of the 1,400 cavalry, only 500 or so remained.

Even Hou Fatzi had several scars on his body. In particular, a knife in the thigh almost pierced the leg!

Maybe in a quarter of an hour, all the Northern Yan cavalry will die in the battle formation of the Qiben Legion!

At this moment, the sun, which had not been seen for a long time in winter, suddenly drilled out thick clouds and radiated a thousand rays of light! As soon as the sunlight was reflected by the snow on the ground, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be brightened countless times at once!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With this ray of sunshine, a muffled thunderous sound suddenly came from afar!

The voice grew nearer and closer, and even the earth trembled with it!