Under the light of the setting sun, two fast-running cavalry formations on the flat ground of the Wanning River Valley were rushing towards each other with all their might.

When the barbarian cavalry was about to approach the black cavalry led by Wen Renlie, the black cavalry immediately changed formations and turned into an offensive formation.

Then Xiao Pengtian's cavalry rushed into the cavalry formation of the heavy cavalry.

The next moment, on the beach of the Wanning River Valley, the sound of ping-pong weapons colliding and the earth-shattering sound of fighting sounded.

Not far away, the 20,000 heavily armed cavalry led by Xuanyuan Chen just stood in place and did not make any move.

The black cavalry needs to be divided into two parts, the front 30,000 are led by Wen Renlie, who is responsible for rushing and killing, and the back 20,000 Xuanyuan Chen are led, responsible for blocking the Wanning River Valley and preventing any barbarian cavalry from rushing out.

The combat effectiveness of the black cavalry is very strong, the barbarian cavalry that rushed into the black cavalry formation was cut off one by one, and the weapons used by the black cavalry were also extremely sharp, and the barbarian cavalry who was accidentally cut by the black cavalry broadsword was basically killed.

After two quarters of an hour of charging and killing, the black cavalry and the barbarian cavalry led by Xiao Pengtian finally separated.

When Xiao Pengtian rushed out of the cavalry formation of the black cavalry, he found that there was a black cavalry in the distance that had not taken any action and was looking at them indifferently.

Those black cavalry were like emotionless ghosts, an army of ghosts from the underworld.

Xiao Pengtian glanced at the sparse barbarian soldiers behind him, almost all of them were wounded, and many of the soldiers' arms were cut off.

In one charge, they were left with less than 10,000 soldiers.

Is this the hoplite cavalry of Great Xia!

Xiao Pengtian never thought that the heavy cavalry of Great Xia would one day be able to crush the cavalry of the barbarians.

They met real opponents!

Xiao Pengtian looked at the torn armor on his body, he directly took off the armor and threw it on the ground.

In front of this cavalry, no armor was of any use.

Xiao Pengtian did not attack Xuanyuan Chen's immobile black cavalry at this time, on the contrary, he turned around instead.

Now that they were surrounded, they couldn't get out even if they charged in the direction of the setting sun.

Xiao Pengtian already had a premonition of his end in his heart, and he would definitely die today.

Rather than charging and killing those immobile cavalry, trying to escape, and finally dying an embarrassing death, it is better to die on the battlefield.

Xiao Pengtian's trembling hand raised the axe, and he shouted again: "Reforge the glory of the wolf god, and charge with the general!! ”

"Kill !!"

With the remaining barbarian cavalry of less than 10,000, Xiao Pengtian once again rushed towards the black cavalry led by Wen Renlie.

A moment later, the two cavalry teams met again on the Wanning River beach, and the sound of fighting once again echoed in the Wanning River Valley.

The sun was setting and only half of it was shining in the Wanning Valley.

The sound of ping-pong became more and more sparse, and the sound of fighting became less and less, and in the end, only one man and one horse dragged their wounded bodies out of the black cavalry formation.

Xiao Pengtian faced the direction of the sun and looked at the indifferent and ruthless black cavalry in the distance, at this time, blood slipped from the top of his head, and his eyes were obscured by blood.

The whole world turned red, the color of blood.

Countless images flashed in Xiao Pengtian's mind, and he recalled the memory of growing up with his sister without a father or mother since he was a child.

In the setting sun, he saw the snow.

I saw cattle and sheep that froze to death, and I saw yurts that were blown away by the strong wind.

I also saw the barbarian army going south to plunder the Daxia people, and the Daxia people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy but were still killed.

Xiao Pengtian wore his unkempt hair and laughed, and then he said to himself: "Yaoyao, it seems that Uncle has no way to send you to Great Xia......

When the words fell, Xiao Pengtian raised the axe again, used his last strength, and roared hoarsely:

"Reforge the glory of the wolf god! Kill!!! ”

One man and one horse, under the background of the setting sun, his figure became longer and longer, and became lighter and lighter.

Wen Renlie raised his hand and made a gesture that the soldiers were not allowed to move.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Renlie picked up the sledgehammer and went straight to Xiao Pengtian.

Soon, the two met on the river beach full of corpses, and Wen Renlie took the lead and passed with a hammer.

Xiao Pengtian was about to resist, but found that he no longer had any strength in his body.

Immediately, his body was directly knocked out by the hammer, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, completely losing consciousness.

Seeing that the 50,000 cavalry in the rear were cleaned up, Xuanyuan Chen, who had not made any movement or said anything, said indifferently in an emotionless tone: "Keep going!" ”

It seemed that the battle just now seemed to Xuanyuan Chen as if it had not happened at all.

Wen Renlie glanced at Xiao Pengtian on the ground at this time, and then said to the soldiers next to him: "Take him and hand him over to the prince." ”

"Yes, General."

The soldier immediately came to Xiao Pengtian, tied him up to Wuhuanda, and put him behind the horse.

In a short time, the fleeing barbarian cavalry encountered the black cavalry who had heard of them.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark, and at first those barbarian cavalry thought that the black cavalry in front was Xiao Pengtian who was guarding the rear.

As a result, after the fleeing barbarian cavalry approached, they suddenly discovered that this was actually tens of thousands of heavy cavalry.

Wen Renlie and Xuanyuan Chen did not hesitate, and began to advance in the direction of Yancheng with 50,000 heavily armed cavalry, and everywhere they passed, there were the corpses of barbarian cavalry.

The barbarian cavalry has lost the will to fight at all because they have been frightened by the previous howitzers, and their kings are all dead and there is no one to command, and the current barbarian cavalry has almost no combat effectiveness.

The black cavalry advanced very fast, and it didn't take long to enter the range of the artillery battalion, but at this time, the artillery battalion's shells were basically finished, and they didn't have to worry about accidental injuries at all.

Mu Jingwu stood on a large protruding rock, looking at the black cavalry that kept advancing forward at the bottom of the mountain, and felt very shocked in his heart.

Is this the combat power of heavy cavalry!

Everywhere you go, there are corpses!

The Black Cavalry kills the barbarians like chickens.

If these 50,000 black cavalry were known by the imperial court, Mu Jingwu believed that the imperial court would definitely send troops north overnight, and then stationed hundreds of thousands of troops in King Qi's fiefdom.

What the heavy cavalry means in this era, Mu Jingwu knows very well in his heart.

Mu Jingwu couldn't help but think in his heart, and he didn't know when the prince would fight for that position.

……

The sunset in the sky gradually dissipated, and a huge moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, allowing people to see clearly even at night.

It's a pity that the barbarian army can't see the direction of return.

The sound of fighting kept echoing in the Wanning River Valley, and even in Yancheng, the sound of fighting could be faintly heard.

Those people who did not leave Yancheng hid in their rooms, listening to the sound of fighting outside the city, and stayed awake all night.

(End of chapter)