At the end of the vast wasteland, the black pressure of the barbarian army frantically advanced to the position of Pingbei, and heard the sound of horses' hooves like muffled thunder from a long distance, the archers who had already lined up could vaguely feel that the earth was trembling, the barbarian army was getting closer and closer, and their shouts and the neighing of the war horses could already be faintly heard, and the war horses on the side of the Beifeng Army heard the roar of the barbarians not only did not panic, but rubbed the horse's hooves on the ground anxiously, eager to rush to the barbarian army with the cavalry behind them to fight. The cavalrymen clenched their spears in their hands, their eyes full of bloodlust and excitement.

The speed at which the barbarians rushed over was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were almost in front of the formation of the Beifeng Army

"Shoot the arrow!" With a shout from Pingbei, the horn soldier blew the horn in his hand. The archers then loosened their tight bowstrings

"Boom!" Bows and arrows flew out, and the dense bows and arrows in the air formed a black rain of arrows, and the scalp tingled to break the air, and a rain of arrows fell on the heads of the barbarian army

The barbarians were also prepared, raised the small round shield in their hands to resist the terrifying arrow rain, but it still had little effect, a round of arrow rain down many barbarian warriors and war horses full of arrows fell to the ground, setting off a thick cloud of smoke and dust, but this failed to organize the pace of the barbarian attack, leaving behind the barbarian warriors who died in the battle, the war horses still did not stop, and continued to rush towards the camp of the Beifeng Army with all their might.

On the side of the Beifeng Army, after the archers finished shooting two rounds of arrow rain, the cavalry regiment immediately set up a charging formation in front, and the war horses rubbed their forepaws impatiently, just waiting for the general to give an order, they would rush to the barbarian camp more frantically than the barbarians, and pierce the chest of this group of invaders with the spears in their hands.

The barbarian army has approached the charging range of the cavalry regiment, and the barbarian warriors are also very familiar with the Beifeng army, and they all took off the bows and arrows behind them.

"Woo!" "Woo!" With the horn of the charge remembered, the cavalry couldn't hold back the restlessness in their hearts, accompanied by the neighing of the war horses, the cavalry raised their spears one after another, shouting and rushing towards the barbarians, the experienced cavalry knew that on the way to the barbarian army, it was also full of danger, and the archery skills of the brave and warlike barbarian soldiers were also first-class, although they were not as powerful as the arrow rain of the Beifeng Army, which was shocking, but the barbarian warriors and their accurate arrows were also a nightmare for the cavalry

"Whew!" A bow and arrow unexpectedly shot the neck of a cavalryman, the cavalry's eyes widened, and he looked at the arrow that penetrated the neck in front of him in disbelief, and fell off the war horse with hatred, such a situation is everywhere in the cavalry, the barbarian arrows are very tricky to shoot to the fatal part of the cavalry, which is also one of the most headaches for the Pingbei general, and at present, the cavalry can only test the rich combat experience of the cavalry to deal with the barbarian arrows, however, although the barbarian arrows are difficult, but also like the archers of the Beifeng Army can not stop the footsteps of the barbarians, these arrows are not enough to stop the charge of the Beifeng Army, and the cavalry regiment still rushes towards the barbarian army at full speed, and then stabbed the spear to the chest of the barbarian warriors, and even some of them penetrated the chests of several barbarians in a row, and hung a string on the spears, the cavalry sneered, mercilessly stabbed the spear into the chest of the barbarian warriors, and the same as the cavalry, the barbarian warriors were not soft, picked up the scimitar in their hands and slashed at the heads of the cavalry, the war horses on both sides were also not afraid, and rushed to the opponent's formation even harder, or the two war horses collided together, the huge impact force made the heads of the war horses smash, and the cavalry on the back immediately reacted when they fell off the war horses, and still shouted to stab the spear at the barbarians。 The two armies collided violently and began a tragic and tragic battle

Gunsmoke and black blood stains are the eternal tone of this battlefield, under the feet of the fierce fighting of both sides, countless dead soldiers fell together, the corpses of the barbarians pressed the corpses of the Beifeng Army, only the dead barbarians and the Beifeng Army can get along harmoniously.

When the adrenaline of the battlefield has faded, the fierce battlefield has come to an end, the battlefield has faded away from collisions and shouts, and all that remains is the thick depression condensed in mid-air to make people breathless, and the wind blowing across the battlefield makes a whining and mournful roar, like the unwilling roar of the dead heroes.

When the spear pierced the chest of the last barbarian, the war was nearing the end, the cavalry stepped on the piled corpses without saying a word, the frenzy of the war faded, and the mind was already blank and sad, the comrades who used to talk and laugh together, and agreed to return home together may now have no idea which corner of the battlefield they are lying in and lost their vitality, the horn soldier issued the last horn, and the remaining cavalry dismounted and the soldiers who came to clean up the battlefield silently cleaned up this messy battlefield

This war was a complete victory, the attacking barbarian army was all annihilated, and the damage of the Beifeng army was not too much compared to the barbarians, only a few thousand, this kind of big war would not happen often, about a month the barbarians would organize one or two such large-scale attacks, and the number of people attacking this time was relatively small. After cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers returned to the camp, at this time it was dark, the camp was also lit with smoke, after a battle, there was nothing more than spirits to appease the soldiers, although it is now an emergency period, can not let go to drink, but also need some wine to make the soldiers happy, through the smell of wine, around the campfire in the camp, the heavy mood of the soldiers is also a little relieved, driven by some veterans, they also began to talk and laugh,

But Pingbei was not happy because of this victory, he received a letter from Mo Yangbei, the lord of Wuyang City, in addition to asking about Pingbei's recent situation, the letter also revealed to Pingbei that there have been eight consecutive barbarian sneak attacks in Wuyang City this month, which made Pingbei very worried, and at the same time faintly felt that all this seemed to be a little wrong;

The weather is a little cool, Pingbei tightened his cloak, came to the camp tent, looked at the soldiers in the camp, tonight's sky is very good, a bright moon shines in the sky, looking at this round of bright moon, Pingbei talked about it, although it has been decades since the name Pingbei was high-spirited, but can still remember clearly, but now decades have passed, still with the name of Pingbei he has a little bottomless in his heart, the moon in the sky gradually lost its light, the huge black clouds will swallow the bright moon little by little, looking at the dark clouds eating the moon, Pingbei's heart is more gloomy, Pingbei is full of sadness, sighing heavily, a cool drizzle fell from the black clouds that obscured the moon in the sky