Unlike the light cavalry archers of the Northern Wilderness Ranger, most of the riders of the Great Xia Kingdom are halfway monks, not like the warriors of the rangers, who have lived on horseback since childhood.

In order to maximize the combat power of the cavalry, the Tiger Battalion chose the spear and machete that do not require the stability of the rider as the main combat weapon.

When fighting, it is also different from the individual combat ability pursued by the rangers, and the Great Xia Tiger Benjing Cavalry is a group of three, advancing and retreating together, to ensure that they can take care of each other, and can also ensure continuous combat power output.

Yang Sheng took the lead, and when he wanted to cut off the iron spear, his two partners, one on the left and one behind, although they were half a distance behind the horse's body, always resisted the arrows from both sides for Yang Sheng.

Seeing Tucker's iron bow shoot out a line of black light, the comrade who guarded Yang Sheng's flank slammed the war horse, stretched out his left arm forward, and used the hand shield on his left arm to block the direction of the black light's advance, and also protected Yang Sheng's body.

Click, with a crisp sound, the powerful iron arrow actually directly shattered the hand shield of the Great Xia Tiger. Even the arm that was holding the shield was severed by the blow of the iron arrow, and the flesh and bones exploded in the air.

The wounded tiger warrior was frightened by the scene in front of him, and then the severe pain came, straight to the henchman, the warrior's eyes were dark, ah a scream, free up the right hand that was originally used to hold the reins, and wanted to help up the broken arm that had been hanging in the air swinging, but unexpectedly, in a trance, he fell down the horse, and then was blurred by the flesh and blood of the war horse behind.

On the battlefield, you can't be reasonable, you can only talk about life and death, Yang Sheng didn't notice that the comrades around him had become minced meat under the iron hooves, but at the same time, the machete in his hand did not hesitate at all, along the position between the barrel of the iron spear and the head of the gun, and slashed over, with a click, a few wisps of horsehair were still fluttering messily in the air, and the head of the spear more than three feet long had broken off from the barrel of the gun, and plunged into the ground next to it that was still covered with thin snow.

The second horse team that followed Yang Sheng's front line, after there was a gap in the front line, quickly found the right personal gap and replenished it to the front line, and the second warrior who protected Yang Sheng's left flank instantly filled in to ensure the safety of the leader.

However, at this time, Tucker's second iron arrow came out again, without the slightest mercy, and even brewed a more tricky angle, so as to shoot down Yang Sheng, who had cut off the iron spear. But the Ranger who filled the position was in front of the iron arrow again, and he didn't even have time to raise his hand shield, he stiffly puffed up his chest and met the iron arrow, but the flesh and blood wrapped in leather armor, how could he be against the iron arrow with the roar of death, poof, the iron arrow pierced through his body, and drilled most of the shaft of the arrow directly from the back. Another hot-blooded man, silently falling off the horse.

The iron arrow killed two tiger spirits in a row, but Tucker was still dissatisfied with the detachment behind him, "Stupid!" he cursed as he stretched out a bear-like slap and slapped Tucker on the cheek viciously,

"I'm asking you to kill him for me!" Totoku stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed straight at Yang Sheng, who had cut down the iron spear gun. Tucker didn't dare to slack off, and touched the third iron arrow.

Yang Sheng also saw his fallen brother, and the tip of his sword pointed at Tucker, and rushed towards the ranger man with the iron bow in his hand.

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Although the territory of Great Xia is vast, there are not many places suitable for horse herding, when the first emperor of Great Xia enabled the Tiankui Marquis to march to the north, he had the intention to ask the high-spirited general in public,

"How sure are you that the general is attacking the guerrilla in the north?"

"Eighty percent. ”

"Oh?" the answer surprised the man sitting in the dragon chair.

At that time, Tiankuihou had already shocked the enemy, and it could be said that he had won a hundred battles.

Originally, the first emperor's intention was to create an opportunity for Tiankuihou to announce in public that Great Xia was determined to win, so as to boost morale, but what he didn't want to get was such a not very optimistic answer, which made the old emperor feel gloomy.

"General, why are you still unsure?"

"Your Majesty, the projectile ranger rides the grasshopper and shakes the tree, repeatedly violating the realm and plundering the people of Great Xia, and offending the heavenly power of my Heavenly Empire, damn it. The emperor was sympathetic to the people, rode in the north, and his division was famous, and he was very fortunate. I, the military and the people of Great Xia, all support the holy will and have the same heart. So this battle can be won. ”

Seeing that the emperor's face on the dragon chair softened a little, his fat body moved towards the back of the chair with difficulty, and slumped on the soft cushion of the dragon chair, Tiankuihou continued,

"My army of tigers and wolves in Great Xia can only fight a decisive battle with the rangers if they lack excellent war horses. ”

The old emperor couldn't help but nodded, "The Northern Expedition is a desolate place with poor mountains and bad waters. originally thought that Tiankuihou wanted more money and food, and more soldiers, but he didn't expect that all he needed was war horses. Well, I would like to pour out the treasury to buy the best war horses for the general. ”

Seeing that the old emperor had agreed so simply, Tiankui Marquis couldn't help but get excited, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and blurted out, "As long as the war horse is in place, it will be necessary to completely eradicate the ranger border trouble for Great Xia." ”

The Northern Wilderness Ranger is born to live in the grass, and there is no shortage of war horses in the nature of the Ranger. However, if Great Xia wanted to provide enough cavalry to compete with the ranger light cavalry, it had to go to a neighboring country that raised horses to buy it.

The steppe horses of the Ranger Nation are relatively short, but they have excellent endurance and are good at long-distance running. The Moon Rabbit Horse of the Xiqiang Kingdom is tall and accelerates very quickly, but the back of the neck is insufficient, and it is not good at running around.

Then there is the Western Fan Kingdom, they are especially good at raising war horses, especially the sweat and blood BMW known as the unicorn in the horse, which is really a rare thing, according to the national policy of the Western Fan Kingdom, selling war horses without permission will be a crime of killing the head.

Therefore, the way for Great Xia to obtain war horses was also quite difficult, but even so, the Great Xia Emperor, who trusted the Marquis of Tiankui, finally tried his best according to his wishes, and finally collected some excellent war horses.

Just looking at these war horses in front of him who are tall, short, fat and thin, and have different personalities, even Tiankuihou is angry, if the soldiers are allowed to ride these things to the battlefield, I am afraid that they have not killed the enemy, and the mount alone can laugh the other party to death.

However, fortunately, with the determination of the first emperor to completely alleviate the trouble, as well as the grace of the Heavenly Emperor Tiankui Marquis, the Great Xia has been screened from generation to generation on the basis of these ancestral war horses, and finally laid the prototype of the Great Xia Tiger Ben Jing Cavalry.

The war horses of Daxia are taller than the war horses of the rangers, and they are much more tame than the war horses of Xiqiang, and more importantly, they also have a little bit of the arrogance of those sweaty horses of the Western Fan Kingdom.

Raising such a group of majestic war horses, the amount of forage consumed every day alone is astronomical. Therefore, after these years of peace and prosperity, the quantity and quality of the fine horses of Great Xia are not as good as the level of the heyday.

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But the mount under the crotch of the fast horse Yang Sheng is still such an excellent war horse of Daxia that has experienced countless battles of life and death on the battlefield, under the skillful control of the master, like a flowing cloud, carrying the master to kill in the chaos of the army.

Those rangers who had an advantage in numbers and had just rampaged on the territory of Great Xia had just been broken by the army of Great Xia at this moment, and coupled with being defenseless, they were unexpectedly rushed by Yang Sheng, a horse team of less than a thousand people. In hand-to-hand combat, Daxia's saber is much better than a ranger's bow and crossbow.

But now seeing Tucker's iron arrows, he attacked and killed two battle-hardened Tiger Ben warriors in succession so easily, Yang Sheng couldn't help it anymore,

"Up!" the master ordered, and the war horse under the crotch led the two companions beside him, strictly maintained the battle formation, like an arrow, and shot straight towards Tucker.

In the confusion, Tucker couldn't find his horse. The ranger brothers beside him, under the impact of the strange soldiers of Great Xia round after round, have been knocked around.

But looking at the three most heroic warriors of Great Xia, rushing straight towards him, Tucker did not hesitate at all, just like his father back then, standing on a small hill, his body like a pine tree growing between the gaps in the rocks, firmly grasping the earth, the third iron arrow was full again, and then with a little hesitation, galloped towards Yang Sheng's horse's head.

At this time, Tucker began to be a little distracted, the previous two iron arrows, easily solved the two Great Xia knights, but to Tucker's surprise, such a tragic death, the two Great Xia riders did not have the slightest intention of retreating, knowing to stop breathing, they all guaranteed the posture of fighting.

Tucker's arrow, which seemed to be intentionally out of the Great Prince, did not rush towards Yang Sheng, but the arrow was lowered by half an inch and went straight to Tucker's mount.

Tucker didn't want to take the life of this Great Xia cavalry leader.

Yang Sheng is worthy of being the elite of the elite in the Great Xia cavalry, losing two brothers around him one after another, he stared at the iron arrow in Tucker's hand, and predicted that the direction of the iron arrow's flight this time was the war horse that went straight to his crotch.

At this time, Yang Sheng was furious, in the era when the cavalry was the protagonist of the battlefield, attacks on mounts would be regarded as actions against riders, and the saber in Yang Sheng's hand used wide sides to protect the front door of the mount as much as possible.

The iron arrow landed in response, but the huge impact force also forced Yang Sheng's saber to hit the head of the mount under his crotch fiercely.

Tucker still wanted to touch the iron arrow, but Yang Sheng's horse was fast, and at this time his mount had already pounced in front of Tucker, and the saber raised high reflected the light of the stars and moon, and slashed at Tucker head-on.

There was another crisp sound, the saber slashed on the back of the iron bow, rubbing out a spark, the war horse couldn't hold back its footsteps, the two staggered by, Yang Sheng continued to rush forward to kill, and under the waving saber, there were a few more souls that had no time to fight.

Tucker continued to draw his iron arrows, swooped out again, and another tiger rider rolled over and fell off his horse.

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Listening to the camp of the ranger army has been in chaos, Chang Poyu took his own Chinese army, and took the lead in attacking the broken Tongluan army, the leader of the 10,000-strong team of Tongluan was in a state of confusion for a while, and his spies continued to send the military information back, and the camp behind was copied by the horse team of Daxia, and the eldest prince was uncertain about his life and death, and the Daxia pursuers in front launched a fierce attack, whether to meet or retreat, so that this man from the Northern Wilderness who had been fighting all his life had no idea for a while.

After struggling for a while, he finally made up his mind, "Withdraw, first return to the aid of the eldest prince, once something goes wrong with the eldest prince, even if he blocks the frontal attack of Great Xia, according to the temper of the great king Liangmuha, he will still cut off his head to vent his anger." ”