It is already their routine operation to launch attacks in Outer Mongolia in winter, and the Mongols in ancient times even relied on their cold-resistant attributes to kill from East Asia to Western Europe.

However, the current Outer Mongolian people have long lost that kind of strong physique, and they are not much different from Zhao Ming and others from the Central Plains, but they have more fat.

The waist is thicker, and nothing else.

Da Da Da ~

The sound of horses' hooves like a drum was resounding in a neat and orderly manner, and the three hundred horsemen were in unison, and their movements were not dragged in the slightest, as if carved out of a mold.

On the contrary, the opposite team is sparsely lala, and the only thing is that the momentum is full of teeth and claws with the shouts of Ula Ula, like a wolf roaring and full of momentum.

Barrink was even more ferocious as a member of the charge, he was the warrior of the tribe, and he was following the captain at this time.

After visually measuring the distance, a hundred meters apart, it was already possible to come to the first wave of bows and arrows, and give this group of Inner Mongolians a little color.

Sure enough, almost by the time he thought so, the captain had already made a gesture and everyone began to take their bows.

And yet in the next moment, whoosh!

With a sound of breaking through the air, an arrow was actually seen before everyone came to their senses, and Barinck noticed that the captain in front of him had an arrow through the back of his neck.

The arrow passed through the sheepskin felt hat, his head drooped, and under the jolting of the horse, the captain seemed to have his bone marrow sucked out and fell off the horse, and was soon run over by the subsequent hooves.

Suddenly there was a brief panic in the crowd, but fortunately there were three captains in the team, and the remaining two captains hurriedly shouted loudly to command the formation.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! Kill! Kill...."

The words have not fallen, whoosh! Another sound of arrows breaking through the air, poof! ~

The loud captain snorted, this time he was directly shot off his horse by a powerful arrow, the arrow was like a hammer, and it was not in his throat and it was wrapped in powerful kinetic energy to carry him out.

The team had reached more than eighty meters, but at this time, the panic of the team's commotion was getting worse.

The grassland worships the strong, and even more respects the archery masters, especially in Outer Mongolia.

"Be careful! The other party has...."

Sou!

Bang!

Before the last captain's reminder was finished, an arrow pierced through the darkness of the night and plunged into him, following in the footsteps of the former.

The formation was completely chaotic, the front was already unconsciously slowing down the horse, the back was burying their heads and rushing, and the middle was crowded.

The three arrows could be said to have broken the spirit of the entire team.

However, the distance between the two sides is still narrowing, and the distance between the two has reached fifty meters at this time, so even if they still want to retreat, it is too late.

The enemy riders on the opposite side had increased their speed to a peak and began to charge.

"Dead! He's dead! ”

Many of the Outer Mongolian cavalry began to panic, some wanted to retreat, some wanted to charge again.

Fortunately, in the end, it was the pride of Waimeng that overcame the fear, and they temporarily twisted into a rope to continue the charge.

Just as the distance comes to forty meters, bang! ~

Dense muskets rang out, and after a volley of fire, dozens of people fell off their horses.

But the charge continued, and the Outer Mongolian cavalry was still gritting their teeth and holding on.

"Don't be afraid! Keep rushing! Keep rushing! There are many of us, as long as we get close to fight them, we must win! ”

Some people shouted in the crowd, but there were also people who were extremely frightened, but they were coerced by the large army and had no choice but to rush along.

And the second round of salvos also began, bang!

After the dense gunfire, dozens more people fell off their horses.

There were people on the side of the Outer Mongolian cavalry who counterattacked, but without commanding, this counterattack became sparse, and the results of the counterattack were minimal.

Normally, the average cavalry was hit so hard one after another, and the main general was slaughtered in advance. In the face of this situation, I am afraid that it has already been defeated.

It is already very rare that this Outer Mongolian cavalry can still muster up the courage to charge.

It's just that as the distance gets closer and closer, the distance between the two sides comes to twenty meters, after the end of the last salvo.

This will be able to clearly see the expressions of these enemies on the other side, excited!

It was the excitement that preceded a frenetic battle, and the group on the other side lowered their muskets neatly and quickly, while pulling out their knives from their skins in unison, and then leaned over to grab the reins and enter the sprint.

Everything seems so free, it seems that this set of simple actions has been rehearsed countless times, even in the face of urgent panic situations, they will still complete this set of actions freely.

Ten meters, eight meters, six meters!

Five meters!

As the distance came to five meters, the Outer Mongolian people also held the handle of the knife and prepared to accumulate strength.

However, when the distance between the two sides was still about four meters, they found that the group of people on the opposite side had already raised their blades in unison.

The snow-bright blade shimmered scarlet in the light of the flames, just before the first row of Outer Mongolian cavalry could react.

Whew!

The sound of neat blades falling was like a hurricane blowing towards the door.

The first row of Outer Mongolians engaged in the battle only felt a sharp pain in their shoulders or necks, and then a large amount of hot blood gushed out of their bodies.

They had never seen this kind of fighting, and the angle at which the opponent's knife was raised and charged was very tricky.

What's more, the moment the knife is raised and then slashed, with the help of the inertia of the horse crashing into the crowd, the effect of the blade swing and slashing is rapidly extended in an instant.

The knife they saw a second ago was still three or four meters away from them, and according to their previous experience, when the other party dropped the knife, this knife must have missed.

And they can wait for the moment when the other party is disappointed to make a brazen attack and hit the other party with a time difference.

In fact, in the face of the kicking and dragging knife technique, the more experienced you are in white-knuckle combat on the battlefield, the easier it is to suffer this big loss.

On the contrary, it is the kind of reckless person who has no experience, and in the face of the kicking and dragging knife technique, it can create some trouble for the Zhen Song army.

After all, these brothers under Zhao Ming's command have only a short time to learn the technique of dragging knives, and they can only swing knives according to a fixed formula.

Why is it said that the more experienced, the easier it is to suffer, naturally it is the moment when the inertia drives the human body to rush forward, which is very abrupt.

The first second will create the illusion that you can't hit the veteran, and it is this illusion that kills him.

Poof! Poof!

A large amount of blood rushed into the sky, and the Outer Mongolian cavalry in the second row was already a little frightened by the ferocity of the enemy in front of them.

The companions in the first row are like wheat harvested, one by one, they fall crookedly, and then they follow!

I thought that with such a charged blow, the opponent must draw the knife and then charge the force for a long time, but the opponent's knife posture was very ingenious, and the second charge was completed completely with the help of horsepower.

So the second platoon of Outer Mongolian cavalry also suffered and was taken by surprise.

There are also a few people who cut each other, but they just cut the outer layer of the other party's cotton coat, and the feeling of starting is like cutting on the surface of the sand, and the force suddenly disappears into the sea and disappears invisibly.

Before he could react, a flash of snow sword light swept through, and the man fell off his horse in astonishment.