The three phalanxes had reached the edge of the clearing, and the two hundred Imperial Forest troops, led by Tomahawks, were preparing to meet the enemy in front. Five hundred people followed, ready to bluff and follow the charge.

Only then did Li Chengzhou realize that the stone axe before the battle axe had been replaced by the current iron axe, and it could even bring a gust of wind when wielded.

Jin Ding led Jin Wuwei around from the right, where the terrain was rocky and needed experienced soldiers to stabilize.

General Wang led the Sanzi battalion around from the right, where the terrain was flat, suitable for them to charge, who were originally barbarians.

Teams are on standby.

The battle axe causes all the Kings to raise their crossbows and aim at the densest concentration of the Fire Bull Tribe.

The phalanxes in the other two places were also in place, one hundred crossbowmen of Jin Wuwei and three hundred crossbowmen of the Sanzi battalion.

Due to the inadequate training of the Sanzi Battalion, the 300 crossbows of the Sanzi Battalion could only withstand the firepower of Jin Wuwei's 100 crossbows.

The two phalanxes on the left and right had already aimed their crossbows at the Fire Ox Tribe army, but they were all waiting for a signal from the Royal Forest Army in the middle.

Tomahawk looked at Meng Biao, Meng Biao himself looked to the side, the tactical method Tomahawk knows, he just chooses the timing himself.

The tomahawk ordered in a low voice: "Fire!" ”

Two hundred Imperial Forest Soldiers fired the first round of crossbow arrows in unison, and at a distance of 200 meters, more than 200 lives were taken away in an instant.

However, the warriors of the Fire Bull tribe did not even discover the source of the crossbow arrows, only heard the sound of the whizzing wind, and the lives of their nearby partners were harvested.

"What about the sentinels? The enemy has come in! Pick up arms and prepare to meet the enemy! ”

Taking advantage of this gap, the Tomahawk had the soldiers reload their crossbows and strode out of the forest.

"Put!"

A total of 600 crossbowmen on three sides fired in unison, and the Fire Bull Tribe lost more than 400 people, and the crossbowmen on both sides also came out, and began to load the crossbow bolts in front of the Fire Bull Tribe, and the tribal warriors did not dare to step forward.

In the midst of their hesitation, a third wave of crossbows had arrived.

Before engaging the enemy, almost a thousand fighters had already been lost.

The tribal commander hurriedly drove the hungry warriors to the enemy line with the planks on the ground as improvised shields.

Just as they were in a mess, the fourth wave of crossbow bolts arrived, but this time the barbarians had a shield to resist, but they couldn't kill too many people, but they still broke the morale of the enemy army.

The Fire Bull Tribe warriors just want to get close to this group of crossbowmen as quickly as possible and settle the battle as quickly as possible.

However, what they didn't expect was that the enemy in front of him drew the spear he was carrying and threw it like a javelin, instantly piercing the warrior in front of him, even a simple shield could not resist it, and the formation of the charge stalled for a moment.

Then they picked up their shields, drew their long knives, and began to charge with their shields against them. They were followed by warriors armed with stone spears.

Behind the crossbowmen on both sides, some soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding swords, shields, and spears also rushed over.

The moment the vanguard of the two charges collided, the Fire Bull Tribe was overturned on the back of the people who were hit.

The soldiers took the opportunity to slash and slash.

The warriors of the Fire Bull tribe were so hungry that they could barely walk, and now they mustered up the courage to charge reluctantly, but it was as if they had hit an iron plate.

The last bit of spirit was also shattered, and he got up and ran desperately.

The commander of the Fire Bull Tribe was also dragged away from the battlefield.

As Meng Biao expected, the remaining more than 3,000 soldiers all ran away from the opening.

The soldiers did not chase after them, and let them flee.

Under the leadership of the commander of the Fire Bull Tribe, most of the remnants of the army were reunited.

All the soldiers now just want to escape, they just want to get back to their base camp - even if their commander still wants to fight back.

The soldiers of the three phalanxes gathered together, and after inspection, only a few soldiers were a little dizzy due to the violent impact, and there were no other injured people.

Under the leadership of Li Xiaojiang, the shadow guard quickly broke away from the large army and hung far behind the defeated group of remnants.

The commander only collected the scattered soldiers, he knew that there were enemy troops behind him, but it was too late to care about those behind.

He even thought about finding a place to hide and ambush a wave.

But the defeat was overwhelming, and if it weren't for the greater punishment they would face when they returned, the warriors would have now scattered instead of gathering.

In this way, Meng Biao led the army to advance slowly, constantly revising the marching route in the direction of the shadow guard's reconnaissance.

The Fire Bull tribe, like a frightened bird, now jumps up and continues to flee for their lives when they hear the slightest movement.

After a while, all his stamina was exhausted, and his speed became slower and slower.

The army led by Meng Biao in the back also gradually approached.

Even with the help of forest trees, a salvo of the Arbalest is not easy to stop.

The warriors of the Fire Bull tribe continued to flee.

He ran away from him, and the same drama kept playing out in the forest.

The commander of the Fire Bull Tribe no longer has the heart to fight back, and only wants to flee back.

Day or night, canyon or mountain.

As long as he is chased by the Tang Army, he will definitely take a hard bite.

After chasing for a day and a night, there are now less than two thousand people left in the team of the Fire Bull Tribe, and not many of them have been killed, most of them are scattered.

The crossbow arrows of the Don army were greatly weakened in the forest.

But when the Tang Army, who had eaten and drunk enough to recuperate, rushed towards the team of the Fire Bull Tribe with a shout, no one dared to go up to stop it.

The people in the Imperial Forest Army also take on the task of finding the way, after all, the shadow guards also need to rest.

Several waves of men took turns chasing the enemy to ensure that the Don army was always on the right course.

Meng Biao calculated the time and distance, and now he had been chasing for a day and a night, and now he was nearly a hundred kilometers away from Los Angeles, and the soldiers and people of the Sanzi Battalion had been left behind.

Now only the Imperial Forest Army and the more than 700 people of Jin Wuwei are in pursuit.

But even the well-trained ones are a bit overwhelmed these days.

So Meng Biao ordered the whole army to rest and recuperate, and only sent spies to keep reporting the news, and the large army waited for the follow-up troops to follow.

The city of the Fire Ox tribe should be approaching ahead, and if you go deep into the hinterland of the enemy army, you must be more careful.

At the same time, it also relaxes these warriors and smoothly takes them to the city.

Seeing that the city was in front of them, the warriors of the Fire Bull tribe gradually calmed down.

They were also a little bolder, and they also slowed down, chasing them all the way, they could only collect the wild fruits around them to satisfy their hunger, and they really couldn't stand it if they didn't eat anymore.

It wasn't until noon that Wang Ping caught up with the soldiers of the Sanzi Battalion and the people.

After resting for a while, they continued to set off, at this time the Fire Bull Tribe was almost twenty kilometers away from them, but it was not a big problem to have spies to explore the way.

In order to be able to gather the troops together, Meng Biao also slowed down his pace and slowly hung more than twenty kilometers away from the Fire Ox Tribe.