King Ruoqiang crossed the stone tablet and walked forward for about ten miles. When he saw the mushroom-like tent in the valley, he was immediately excited.

As a forward, the biggest advantage is that he can plunder first. Especially for these weak people with limited strength and limited property, plundering in front of everyone is the only thing worth being happy about. As long as he goes such a long way, the forward can eat some meat, but the rear army may not even be able to drink soup.

The King of Ruoqiang immediately ordered preparations for battle and sent scouts to climb up to see the distance and check the terrain.

The result was very satisfying. This was a very unfavorable place for ambush. The place was spacious, with two ridges between the north and south ridges nearly three miles apart. It was impossible to block such a large gap without 20,000 people. However, the terrain on the east side was relatively narrow, and the number of people could pass through in a short period of time was limited.

King Ruoqiang felt that he might have taken advantage of it, and accidentally broke into the other party's rear.

Qimo Wang and others also thought so. They were so excited that they all whipped up the trumpets to prepare for the war. For whom they launched the first wave of offensive, they even turned red. In their opinion, there was no enemy worth mentioning in front of them, only a group of lambs to be slaughtered. This is definitely not a time to be polite. Whether this expedition can be worth the cost depends entirely on this battle.

The sound of the horn resounded repeatedly, excited, and even a little excited.

Liang Xiao sat upright on Mingzhu's back, looking at the enemy lined up in the distance, and couldn't help laughing. He turned to look at the panicked camp, and couldn't help but curl his lips. A group of cowards who were scared by Tianlang. Before Tianlang arrived, they were just a few thousand forwards, and they were in a mess.

I hope Batu and Maqi can stabilize their position and become famous in one battle. After this battle, he will advance westward and control more areas, and this place will be handed over to Batu. If he wants to take over this important task, Batu must first prove his courage and strength.

Batu also understood this. Although he was nervous, he still stood in front of the formation with more than a hundred cavalry. Many of these knights were subordinates of Aliusu. Although they were not the strongest, they were people that Batu could trust and had the best equipment, using Han army-style equipment. In the chaos, these people were his last reliance on winning or surviving.

There were more than a thousand knights behind Batu. Half of these knights were wearing armor, which was the best equipped force besides the knights under Liang Xiao. Half of them were old members of the Yuezhi, and most of them had a pair of armor; half were prisoners of other tribes. There were very few people with complete armor, most of them were simple leather armor, and even the shield in their hands was just a wooden board.

However, this is already a rare powerful cavalry within a radius of 300 miles. There are more than three or five hundred people in other tribes, only a hundred people in the few, and even dozens of people, so they can only be mixed together. Seeing the three or four thousand cavalry opposite, many of them were scared and trembling. If Batu hadn't arranged for Maqi to supervise the battle behind the formation, these people might have run away long ago.

Batu was also nervous. But now he had no way out. The people around him were the last force of Yuezhi to the east of the Pamir Mountains, and the land under his feet was also the last pasture of Yuezhi to the east of the Pamir Mountains. Qilian Mountains were already the territory of the Han people, and he could not even think about it. At the moment, he could only seize this last opportunity as much as possible.

Fortunately, Liang Xiao told him before the battle that he did not need to be the main force in this battle, and Liang Xiao would personally defeat the invading enemy. All he had to do was to be calm, take the posture of a hero, and order attacks at the right time to expand the results of the battle.

Batu had no other choice, so he could only hope that Liang Xiao could defeat the enemy and win the flag, so he could take this opportunity to establish his prestige.

He raised his eyes again and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The leaders of each tribe looked at him enviously. Apart from the Han generals, Batu was the only person with a magical weapon like Qianliyan. This is enough to prove how close he has to the Han people. If anyone wants to be unfavorable to him, he must first consider Liang Xiao behind him.

Batu felt the envy of everyone, and felt more pride in his heart, and he felt more calm.

In Qianli's eyes, the opponent had already formed a formation, and more than 200 riders came out, rushing towards the depths of the valley.

On the hillside on the north side, Liang Xiao raised his hand and ordered an attack.

The sound of war drums sounded, and the sound of trumpets sounded, and the battle flag of the Eagle Tribe shook. It should be Huang Ruo who led his army to attack. Batu smiled. He knew that besides him, Huang Ruo was the tribal leader that Liang Xiao trusted more. If it weren't for him, Huang Ruo would be the ideal leader of the eastern part of Nanshan. Because of him, no matter how good Huang Ruo performed, he could only give in to three points.

This is what those who accept first appreciate it. When Batu thinks of this, he feels very proud.

Huang Ruo was not interested in this at this moment. He had won the opportunity to fight and was determined to show off in front of Liang Xiao. He led more than 300 cavalry of his tribe to run down the hillside and face his opponent. Everyone knew that this tentative battle could not affect the overall situation, but he had to let Liang Xiao see his loyalty and courage. Only in this way could he gain Liang Xiao's trust and gain greater benefits.

"Kill" Huang Ruo stood up while stepping on the stirrups, raised his knife and shouted.

The knights of the Eagle Tribe responded one after another, and the war horses gradually increased, and the chaotic sounds of hooves gradually formed a group and merged into one.

The two sides were more than 300 steps apart, and the archers began to shoot continuously. Instead of rushing head-on, they staggered about thirty or fifty steps, and tacitly chose their most familiar way of riding and shooting.

The string sounds buzzing, the arrows left the string, rushed into the sky, drew an arc, and then dived down. At this time, almost all the knights didn't care about protecting themselves, and even if they had a shield, they didn't have time to lift them up. They could only pray to God for blessings and not be shot into the vital points. The Han people not only brought excellent equipment, but also magical medical skills. They did not use wizards to treat injuries, but special doctors. As long as they did not shoot into the vital points, the Han doctors had the opportunity to help them save their lives.

When they thought of the Han people who seemed to be omnipotent, the knights of the Eagle Tribe increased their confidence. They shot continuously, shooting a rain of arrows into the other party's formation, and at the same time they were also undertaking the other party's shooting.

Huang Ruo supported Liang Xiao for a long time and also obtained more than a dozen pairs of Han army armors. He arranged all these knights on the far left side of the position and faced his hands. With the protection of these armors, it is difficult for ordinary arrows to seriously damage the key points, and the survival rate will be greatly improved. With their cover, the losses of the Eagle Tribe can be minimized.

In a moment, both sides passed by. Nearly a hundred people were caught in the arrow, some died on the spot, but more were injured and wailed. The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became a little more tragic.

Huang Ruo didn't have time to count, but just took a rough look and let out a long breath. His losses were relatively small, and he was already sure to win this battle. Without saying a word, he immediately ordered the trumpet to blow and turn around and fight again.

The same goes for his opponents, turning their horses' heads and charging forward again.

After two round trips, the accumulation effect of the Eagle Tribe's numerical advantage and equipment advantage appeared. Only half of the opponents were still sitting on the horse's back, and many people were shot and injured, while the Eagle Tribe's losses were very limited. Huang Ruo immediately decided to give up riding and shooting and act as a decisive melee.

With a command, the knights of the Eagle Tribe put away their bows and arrows, pulled out their swords, raised their spears, and rushed towards the opponent.

Seeing the knights of the Eagle Tribe rushed over face to face, looking like they were fighting to the death, their morale, which had already been frustrated, suddenly collapsed, and many people subconsciously chose to avoid it. Seeing this scene, Huang Ruo was overjoyed and ordered to add again, and rushed out first.

The knights equipped with Han army armor gathered around Huang Ruo and took on the important task of breaking the formation.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Boom!" The two armies met, Huang Ruo and more than a dozen knights around him slashed left and right, and the sharp sword cut open the opponent's leather armor, cut the opponent's skin, leaving behind killing marks. Blood splattered, which made them even more excited.

The two sides were about to part. Before Huang Ruo turned around, he heard the sound of war drums on the hillside. He couldn't help laughing. This must be Liang Xiao who saw the battle situation and cheered him with the drums to celebrate him. The victory was decided, so he turned his horse's head and looked back at the battlefield.

The knights of the Eagle Tribe all tied the reins, slowed down, and gathered beside Huang Ruo.

There were very few opponents left, and the rest of them fled in panic, without the courage to turn back and fight.

Huang Ruo raised his sword and roared violently, his face flushed with excitement.

The knights of the Eagle Tribe also raised their weapons excitedly and roared in unison.

On the hillside, the drums were loud.

In the distance, Batu lowered his eyes and laughed. "Blow the trumpet and cheer for Huang Ruo. He won the battle and won so easily. It was Tianyou Dahan, General Liang, and Tianyou us."

The horn soldier immediately took a breath and blew the horn.

The soldiers of the tribes lined up could not see the situation on the battlefield, but knew that the two sides had already fought and were nervous. Hearing the sound of the horn, he realized that the Eagle Tribe had won. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated each other happily. The atmosphere was warm for a moment, and the originally depressed mood was finally relieved.

On the opposite position, Ruoqiang Wang and others looked gloomy. Although it was just a small-scale test, their defeat was completely surprised. Two hundred knights went to battle, and only thirty or forty people came back alive, but the losses of the other party were negligible. Is there such a big gap in combat power between the two sides?

This is just the Qiang people who depend on the Han people. If the Han army goes to fight, how powerful will they have? If those tribes are as powerful as the Eagle Tribe, they will have no chance of winning in this battle.

Unexpectedly, the stone tablet not far behind me once again appeared in the minds of countless people.

Advance will lead to death, and retreat will lead to life.

Now that they have advanced here, can they still leave alive? The more they think about it, the more worried the more they are, he immediately ordered another battle. This time, he sent out a thousand cavalry and ordered another thousand cavalry to stand by. Since the individual soldiers are unable to fight, they can only use their troops to gain an advantage, otherwise they will definitely lose.

The sound of the horn sounded again, this time it was less excited and more tragic.

Two thousand cavalry galloped out of the battle formation from the left and right sides, one thousand cavalry broke forward, and one thousand cavalry dragged behind, stopping three hundred steps away from the formation.

Liang Xiao also issued an order. Xie Guanglong came out of the battle, followed by two hundred well-trained Qiang cavalry. They kicked the horse's belly lightly, and the horse ran down the hillside with light steps, quickly facing the thousand cavalry that were coming.

The formation they set up was different from the common formations of the Qiang people. They were not long formations commonly used for cavalry and shooting, nor were sagittal formations or geese formations for charging, but horizontal formations. Two hundred cavalry were divided into four rows of front and back, each row of fifty cavalry, about ten steps apart from each other, thirty or forty steps apart from each other. What was even more strange was that the knights in the front row did not take a bow and arrow. They placed the spear in their hands flat, ran faster and faster, and rushed straight towards them.

The Qiang Knights who were facing the battle were shocked. They had never encountered such an opponent. What are they doing? Are they rushing to the formation? Two hundred people rushing to the formation of one thousand people? What is the difference between this and seeking death?

Xie Guanglong and others did not have such an idea. They were full of confidence and rushed over without hesitation. Their war horses ran quickly and crashed into the formation. The spear came over, and the sharp spearhead easily penetrated the opponent's armor and body with the speed of the war horse galloping, and stabbed the opponent off the horse.

In a moment, forty or fifty knights died.

Immediately afterwards, the second row of knights accelerated, passed through the middle of the first row of knights, and crashed into the Qiang cavalry formation.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The spear sounded in his body, and one knight after another was stabbed by the spear, and his screams fell off his horse.

Before the Qiang knights could react, the third row of knights rushed in, like harvesting crops, stabbing dozens of Qiang knights again.

Just as everyone was watching, the four rows of knights took turns to charge, and the rounds of the rush attacked the Qiang people's formation, like a sledgehammer, slamming the Qiang people's head, smashing the Qiang people's formation into pieces. Their degree was not very fast, and there was no fancy change. They just launched a charge and stabbed the spear in their hands into the opponent's body accurately.

Compared with the charge of the Eagle Tribe Knights, their charges are more fierce and fierce. They do not shout or scream, but just kill silently. The spear in their hands is like a soul-catching messenger, and every attack will arouse a bloody flower.

After a few glasses of wine, the two sides broke off contact.

Xie Guanglong raised his spear and strangled the war horse.

All the knights raised their spears and strangled the war horses.

The spears are like a forest. Even if you don’t look at the knights and war horses, you can only look at these spears in rows and rows, you will know that their losses are minimal. However, there are corpses everywhere on the battlefield behind them, and countless Qiang knights fell in pools of blood. The surviving knights rode their horses to the distance, running six or seven hundred steps before stopping, turning their horse's heads, and looking at the distance in horror, as if they wanted to see who the opponent was and why it was so terrifying.

Seeing this contrasting scene, Batu was even more excited. He clenched his fists hard and shouted: "Cai! Blow the trumpet, helping Commander Xie and helping our warriors!"

The passionate horn sounded again, echoing over the battlefield, and could not calm down for a long time-
Chapter completed!