On an iron-wheeled chariot in front of him, there stood a banner with the word "call" more than one zhang high. Li Kui recognized at a glance that the one who was wearing bronze armor but looked like a pinnacle was Zhao Bohu. At this time, Zhao Bohu, dressed in bronze armor, wearing a red embroidered gold cloak, wearing a spear-shaped helmet, stood on the railing in front of the cart, looking solemnly at the endless rear, like a gold-clad god.

The people were in a panic, but when the entire Zhou cavalry army approached, they estimated with their naked eyes that the enemy was only two or three thousand, and they suddenly came to their senses. One of the Hundred Ladies roared, "Look! That's the Xiangguo of the Zhou people, isn't it better to capture him than to take a little girl? The king will be rewarded!"

After a burst of wild laughter, hundreds of knights who couldn't hold back waved their scimitars and rushed towards the chariot where Zhao Bohu was.

Zhao Bohu still didn't move, and a general jumped out of the ambulance next to him, tall and unusual to ordinary people, with more than a dozen spears under his armpits, it was Qiang Xing, the general of the escort army. In the face of the roaring Donglu flying horse, Qiang Xing roared and flew to meet it, and the spears roared sharply and pounced on the enemy horsemen, whose momentum was comparable to that of a strong crossbow and a big bow.

In an instant, the Eastern Lynx cavalry turned on their backs. Qiang Xing walked quickly, and at the same time took the spears sent by the small soldiers like flowing water, and one after another flew out one after another. The tidal wave of the East Lynx Flying Rider suddenly rolled back as if it had encountered an iron wall, and there were still groups of dead people rushing behind them, shouting to kill the chief.

Unexpectedly, in this way, he was even more willing to do so, holding three spears in each hand, and stabbing downwards, whether it was a war horse or a knight, they all fell to the ground one after another. Qiang Xing's body in the sword bow and arrow of the Eastern Lynx Flying Horse was also blocked back by his bronze armor.

The lord will be so brave, a thousand warriors of the royal city, and two thousand elite horsemen of the patriotic country were deeply inspired, and they drew their swords and entered the fierce battle. The two armies fought on both sides of the endless traffic......

Zhao Bohu's chariot drove to the side of the Likui ox cart and whispered, "Take advantage of this opportunity to lead your troops eastward at a speed. I have gone to the book at the song, and when there is no problem, I can go with confidence."

Li Kui bowed deeply, her eyes filled with tears: "Zhao Xiang is the life-saving benefactor of our clan, but in the future, if you have an order, you will not obey your fate. Take care!"

With a wave of his hand, the warriors of the royal city wedged into the edge of the endless end, opening a passage to the east in the phalanx of the two sides fighting and fighting. As soon as Li Kui raised his whip, the 100,000 people of the endless army passed eastward as fast as possible......

As soon as the old and weak of the end department left, the cavalry of the Zhou army had no scruples, and they could give it a go, and the two armies were in full swing. On one side is a white suede sheepskin, and on the other side is a red cloak that is bright and unrecognizable.

Zhao Bohu ordered Sima to wave the banner, and the soldiers wedged into the white sea in centurions, stirring up countless huge whirlpools. The Eastern Lynx cavalry is still the same primitive field warfare method for thousands of years: the tribal army is the largest group, and the outside is basically fought separately, whether it is a centurion or a thousand, once it falls into a melee, it is immediately impossible to control the whole army. In addition, half of these tens of thousands of cavalry are still left behind, and they are still behind to collect the endless cattle, sheep, horses and other trophies, so Rao is a large number of cavalry, or is it torn apart and devoured piece by piece.

After a while, Qiang Xing was so strong that he roared and tore apart a war horse, and half a piece of flesh and blood flew in each hand, like a blood-red god stepping between a group of dwarfs...... The knights of the East Lynx were terrified for a while, and the men and horses collapsed to the ground together, and the waves fell to the grassland like a low tide, shouting that the king should retreat.

Zhao Bohu saw the banner of the king of the East Lynx trapped in the middle of a white flock of sheep in the endless part very early, and knew that it must be the Golden Wudu of the King of the East Lynx, and suddenly had a plan.

He ordered the chariot to move forward, and shouted, "Is there a son of the frontier army on the other side?"

Along the way, all the way roaring, a few suede sheepskins glanced at his chariot a few times, their eyes flashing. Zhao Bohu keenly caught these gazes and shouted at them, "I am Zhou Xiang Zhaohu. Zhier and others followed General Ziliang in a desperate situation and determined to resist the army, and you are the pure son of the country, and it is really helpless to surrender to the enemy for a while. With the guarantee of the right of Xiangguo, I swore to the heroic soul of Ziliang that as long as you return to our camp, Dingbaoer and others will return to their homeland safely and reunite with their parents, wives and children."

A young man suddenly approached the front of the car, and the driver was frightened

jumped, but before he could react, Qiang Xing, who was covered in blood, jumped to the front of the car. Zhao Bohu felt that the young man's eyebrows and eyes were quite familiar, and after carefully identifying them, he suddenly shouted, "Are you ...... Bei'er?"

Bei'er wept and knelt in front of the car: "Summoning the prime minister, after General Kui's death, we will return to the Rong camp, miss our hometown, and be restless day and night. However, after all, it is a descendant, and if you don't make meritorious service, you can't face the criticism of your father. Please wait a moment!"

With that, he stood up and waved at the other knights, who were dressed in shearling jackets but had faces that were very different from those of the Rong people. A few people took advantage of the fierce battle between the knights of the Eastern Lynx and the Ruishi of the royal city, and quickly touched the banner of the Golden Vulture.

Over there, the golden vultures were standing on a high place, paying attention to the fierce battle in front of them, and on the other hand, they were also taking care of the hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses that had just been snatched from the endless department. He already knew that the Zhou army was only 3,000 men, and that it was only less than 20,000 troops in the battle, and compared with the number of the enemy and us, there was no doubt that it would win. So I wasn't particularly nervous about the battle ahead.

Seeing Bei'er galloping with a few knights, Jin Wu was defenseless. In the battle of ambushing Zhi Yu, this Bei'er presented an ambush method of warfare that was different from the method of field warfare, which was very effective. Since then, he has always been very important to this Zhou Ren's general.

"Your Majesty," Bei'er said as he walked up to him, gasping for breath, "The front is tight, and the commander asked me to come over with you for reinforcements."

"What?" Jin Wudu was furious: "20,000 people can't eat just 3,000 horsemen? What Commander? It's a ...... at all."

Before the word "bucket" could be spoken, I saw a cold light flash in front of me, and a stream of blood splattered from the neck onto Bei'er's face...... Jin Wudu covered his neck, pointed to Bei'er in front of him, shook his body and said, "Okay...... You ......" and fell limply.

Several guards around saw the sudden change, and before they could react, they were also cut by several suede sheepskins beside Bei'er, and their necks were also cut, which was fast and dizzying.

Bei'er kicked over the Daxu flag, and several people shouted, "Oh no, the king has been killed!"

Due to the fierce fighting, except for a few close guards from the nearby Jin Wudu, the rest of the Donglu cavalry did not know what was happening on the hillside. Bei'er shouted, and when he raised his eyes and saw that his big flag was gone, he was afraid, and he couldn't care about the fat sheep, cattle and horses that had just been captured, so he spread his legs and ran in the direction he came.

On the prairie, facing the same flying opponents, once the troops retreated, they had to let their horses gallop, otherwise they would be chased by the enemy and possibly annihilated. And once the horse escapes, it will inevitably spread all over the mountains and fields, and the formation will not echo at all. At this time, the Donglu group happened to encounter the most embarrassing situation of this kind of cavalry battle, and the army was defeated like a mountain, and fled all over the field.

Zhao Bohu's escort flying cavalry did not need the commander's military order at all, and immediately gathered into a red torrent, outflanking and chasing from both wings. Qiang Xing rode his horse and rushed to kill at the forefront, and the three thousand flying horses behind him were divided into three strands: one thousand patriotic elite horsemen on the left and right wings, and the rest of the Donglu Raccoon was encircled to prevent it from being scattered all over the wilderness; The thousands of royal city warriors along the central road were like huge iron tongs, and they were determined to chase and kill the white horse team. and nearly 3,000 border soldiers led by Bei'er also took off their white suede sheepskin at this time, revealing only the thin red armor inside to respond in the rear.

At this time, the autumn sun is rising, under the morning glow, the grassland is vast, the red Zhou army is like a storm sweeping the grassland, and the white Donglu is like a torn cloud flying in the sky......

In this battle, the king of the Eastern Lynx King Jin Wu was killed, and the entire tribe lost nearly half of its strength, and the remnants could not gain a foothold in the eastern foothills of Yinshan Mountain, so they could only move west and reunite with the Western Lynx Tuge Department who had just returned to their hometown. Zhurong at the eastern foot of Yinshan Mountain entered a period of balance of power in which no tribe could dominate, and there were no major wars for ten consecutive years. Nearly 3,000 surrendered border troops led by Bei'er followed Zhao Bohu to return to the Middle-earth Guard.

The Zhao Bohu Department did not devote itself to pursuit, after all, even the remnants of the broken spirit were several times the number of their own side, and "the poor do not chase" is a wise saying. After cleaning up the battlefield, a group of five or six thousand people marched forward for two days, and finally caught up with the endless 100,000 people, and returned the 100,000 livestock looted by the Donglu Raccoon to Li Kui.

This mighty team came to the Kui Rong grassland, Li Kui saw the abundance of water and grass here, very happy, and ordered to set up a tent to garrison. And Zhao Bohu is

Rejecting Li Kui's kindness to ask him to stay for a few days, he was worried about whether the coffin of Kui Duoyou, who was escorted by Uncle Mi first, had entered the court, and went south with the escort path.

According to his idea, he wanted to temporarily hand over Bei'er's 3,000 anyway border troops to Weiguo for management, and then reorganize them into the Western Sixth Division after Kui Duoyou was wronged. I didn't want Bei'er to refuse to go with him, and said, "Thank you for your kindness. However, even if General Kui is wronged, after all, we have surrendered to the enemy, and we have no face to see our hometown fathers and elders, and we have no face to return to the king's division. This is not a place for the rest of my life."

After persuading for a long time, Bei'er was unmoved, and repeatedly stated that this decision was not his alone, but the result of the collective deliberation of 3,000 people, and Zhao Bohu had no choice but to go to him. Li Kui was already worried about the lack of strong men in her clan, and Bei'er and the other three thousand people were willing to stay in the clan, why did she refuse? Naturally, they raised their hands in favor.

Bei'er's matter was settled, and before leaving, Zhao Bohu and Li Kui had a heart-to-heart conversation.