At this point, the Song cavalry, composed of 4,000 reserve forbidden troops, was defeated on all fronts.

"Haha, don't let them run, kill!" When Mandu Latu saw that the enemy was crushing without a fight, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

I thought Song Jun was so powerful before, but I didn't think about it, they were all two-legged sheep, just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered who could only shout but didn't have any power to hurt people.

Mandu Ratu was still laughing, he seemed to have seen the scene of his great achievements, the scene of becoming the commander of the Ten Thousand Masters and the high-ranking of the Kaqi tribe, and the scene of his descendants worshipping him because of his great achievements.

These scenes appeared in front of my eyes, but they were smashed to pieces by a rumbling sound.

"Where's the movement?" When he heard the rumbling sound, Mandu Ratu was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right, and then patches of black and oppressive clouds appeared, like the end of the world, like a hurricane is coming.

"Nope! It's not a gale, it's... Black Ride. Mandu Ratu looked at it carefully, and soon his eyes widened, and he spat out the word "black horse".

The black ride is a nightmare for people.

The black rider is the terminator of the blinds.

But there is no old man of the Kaqi tribe who does not know the existence of the black horse.

In other words, the Kaqi tribe will become stronger, and it is precisely because of the help of the black knights.

Although, in the process, the black cavalry took advantage of it, but in the end, didn't the Kaqi tribe also come out and have the current achievements?

Although Mandu Ratu was not an old man of the Kaqi tribe, he had also heard about the black horse.

I still remember defeating the Liao army and not going to the Song Land for the first time, because the high-level tribe was afraid of the black horse.

It was only when the Western Xia army launched an attack on the Song land, and it was still very smooth, that the huge temptation made Mengqi forget his fear and take the first expedition to the Great Song Dynasty.

I thought that when the battle came to this point, the black rider would not appear.

Mandu Latu also heard that when the black horsemen returned to Song from Mongolia, there were only more than 200 people left.

This makes everyone unconsciously ignore their existence. But he never thought that now the black rider would appear on his left and right.

"There are more than 200 people here, and 20 or 200 people are about the same." Mandu Ratu scolded in his heart, looked at the left wing, and then looked at the right wing, and when he saw that there was also a black horse in front of Yangxing Village behind him, he was a head and two big.

After the black cavalry returned to Shangcang Mountain, the training did not stop, and the pace of army expansion did not stop.

Up to now, although it is still divided into three main battle teams: Black Cavalry, First Brigade, and Second Brigade. But their strength has increased considerably.

For example, the black horsemen, who originally had 400 people, now numbered 800.

The first brigade originally had a quota of 1,200 men and 10 squadrons, but now it has 1,920 men and 16 squadrons.

The same is true of the second brigade, sixteen squadrons, 1,920 people.

The three teams are together, more than 4,000 people, and 5,000 small formations.

No wonder Mandu Ratu would say that there were nearly twenty black horsemen of two hundred men.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, withdraw." Mandu Latu saw that there were so many black horsemen, his face was full of fear, he didn't dare to fight, he was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out, and he was even more afraid that his life would be lost here.

Some of the later Mengqi still don't understand what's going on. Isn't it just that there are thousands more Song horses, so what, these people are mediocre in battle, as long as they continue to have a siege and killing battle like the one just now, maybe these Song horses will escape?

Mandu Ratu didn't explain anything to anyone, all he had to do now was to kill and rush out before the black knights could form a siege around him.

Instead of rushing forward, and not caring about the Gla Department that had already rushed out, Mandu Latu gave an order, and ran towards the road with more than 1,700 Mongolian horses, and ran towards Yangxing Village.

In Yangxing Village, when Wang Yi saw the black cavalry appear, he grinned, smiled, and said to the two commanders beside him, Wen Yang and Zhang Qi, "Look, our reinforcements are coming." ”

Eight hundred black horsemen lined up in two rows, keeping a distance of one zhang between each rider and each rider, and crossed in front of Yangxing Village.

This scene, how it seems that Meng Qi appeared just now, they are all in the same formation, and they also give people a strong sense of oppression.

"This is the reinforcements of the adults, and they look very powerful just by looking at them." Wen Yang's eyes lit up for a while, and he said from the bottom of his heart.

Over the years, he has been mixed in the border army, and Wen Yang has also seen the Song cavalry border army, and he was also envious of them at that time, thinking that they must be very powerful. But for some reason, when he saw the black rider in front of him appear, he just felt that these people were more powerful.

Just standing there is full of murder, and standing there makes people feel invincible.

This feeling is not comparable to the previous Song cavalry border army.

"This, the reinforcements of the adults are very powerful, but the number is not too small." After Zhang Qi swallowed a mouthful of spit, he couldn't help but ask.

"You know what, this is a black ride, the most authentic black ride." Wang Yi glanced at Zhang Qi, looking like you don't want to talk nonsense if you don't understand.

That's right, although the first and second teams are now wearing black stab-proof suits and black cloaks hanging outside, if you want to say that the real black horse, it is the eight hundred black horses brought by Ji Zhu that are the most authentic.

Without it, these eight hundred people are the strongest and strongest in battle, and they are also the existence of the most elite group of people in the black horse.

However, any fighter who performs well in the first and second brigades may be hired by the Black Cavalry. This point once made Feng Yidao and Hu Tongtian dissatisfied, what's the matter, the talents I worked so hard to teach were absorbed by the black knight like this?

But this was Su Shi's order, and no one dared to refute it.

On Shangcang Mountain, Su Shi's order was even better than the holy decree.

Among the black horses, they only recognized the young marshal Su Shi alone, and the others were just helping Su Shi manage the black horses.

The reason why this is so is because Sushi can bring them everything. If one day, Su Shi cares about them, then the black horse eating and drinking will be a problem, and they can't even be self-sufficient, they can only rely on Su Shi, or they are used to relying on Su Shi and obeying his orders.

The eight hundred black horsemen who were regarded as the most elite by Wang Yi were wiping the eight consecutive rounds in their hands on the war horses one by one at this time.

"Hehe, are these people crazy, there is a glimmer of life in breaking through from the left and right, but they don't do it, they have to come at us." One of the Black Riders let out a hey laugh.

"Okay, don't they know how good we are? Even if they seek death, then we will fulfill them. Tell you, don't be careless for a while, if you let one go, then get ready to get out of the black horse. The leader of the Black Cavalry heard the laughter of his soldiers and reminded him.

"Captain, rest assured, the enemy will never escape from our direction, absolutely not." Although there was still a smile on his face, the black rider was very serious.

"That's inevitable, we're the most elite black riders." The squad leader also smiled at this time, obviously he was still very confident in himself and his subordinates.

Ji Zhu, who was dressed in a black robe, was standing at the forefront at this time, and standing beside him was his deputy Wang Can, the black cloak on his body fluttering high with the breeze.

"Prepare for war."

Ji Zhu, who had never spoken, saw that the more than 1,700 black horsemen on the opposite side gave up the attack and rushed towards them instead, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he could kill the barbarians again, this feeling was really good. By the way, the child is almost a year old, he should prepare a walker, well, that thing is in the service club, more kills, more merits, turn around and change one, no! Change a few, who made me the commander of the black horse, my child will not need it in the future, and he can also give it to his subordinates. ”

Jiju became a father.

Still when retreating from Mongolia, his wife He Li became pregnant, and soon after returning to Shangcang Mountain, she gave birth to a baby boy, and later Su Shi went to the mountain and personally named him Zhu He.

Zhu is the surname of the original Ji Zhu, and sooner or later it will be changed back.

Crane is a homonym for Ho. Zhu He just brought the names of both his parents.

The big war was approaching, and Ji Zhu actually thought of his son, who was less than a year old, and there was a rare smile on his face. It can be said that he is distracted, but it can also be said that it is the result of self-confidence.

Directly opposite, Mandu Ratu was running back with a large army. When he saw that there were only less than a thousand black riders on the opposite side, he was somewhat relieved.

When he looked at the other two black horses on both sides of him, he had a sinister smile on his face, "Hehe, you can't catch up, as long as we can break through the blockade on the opposite side, we can escape." ”

"Black Rider, right, although you have a great reputation, but the number is still too small, as long as I return to Xincheng and join the main force, I will kill here when I turn back, at that time, you don't want to live alone." Mandu Ratu thought like this in his heart, and his mood was not as heavy as it was just now.

How about the black horsemen, their number is still too small, and it is impossible for less than a thousand people to block their more than 1,700 Mongolian horses.

Mandu Ratu thought that if he had a large number of people, he could win. I really forgot that the 4,000 cavalry of the forbidden army was defeated by his 2,000 cavalry just now, and fled in panic.

Even if it is something that can be done by Mengqi, how can it not be done by black riding?

"Kill!"

Seeing that Mengqi from the south was less than three miles away from Yangxingzhai, Ji Zhu's mouth cleanly spat out a killing word.

"Kill me!"

Wang Can took the lead and rushed forward with four hundred black horsemen, raising bursts of smoke and dust.

"It's a powerful momentum." Wen Yang, who was behind the low wall of Yangxing Village, just felt that this moment seemed to be a galloping of thousands of horses, and his whole body was a little enthusiastic.

Is this the true power of the Black Rider? There are less than 1,000 people, but when they charge, it gives people a sense of shaking the world.

Bursts of smoke and dust rose, and then slowly fell, Wen Yang's eyes widened again, "What? They still left half of the men and horses, and they didn't even launch a charge? ”

ps: Thanks to the poetry and wine for taking advantage of the youth, the large reward and monthly ticket to the Great Song Dynasty, there are three more chapters, this is the first chapter.

Some people died, but not completely......