Arrows hovering over the battlefield, falling

Bang!

He waved his sword and cut it off, just like a plow-punched heavy cavalry in front of him. Hua Xiong took the lead, wearing black armor, cutting off the cold arrow flying in. With another knife in his backhand, he slashed the Xianbei cavalry rushing towards him and held the knife and raised it.

Silence for a moment while running.

"Ahhhhh"

The armored war horse hit the head of the opposite horse. The armored leaves trembled for a moment. The heavy tiger-mouth knife slashed out from the air. The fierce slashing sounded on the flesh and blood. The galloping war horse fell down, and the Xianbei people rushed down. The warm plasma splattered on the cold armor. The armored heavy cavalry behind him ran freely on the grass with iron chains. Large pieces of figure were scraped to the ground by the iron chains.

With a huge impact, the iron armored torrent that was first to break into the Xianbei cavalry formation, some of them staggered down by the corpses on the ground. The knights on the horse also instantly released the copper buckle on the saddle. Then the people rushed out and rolled hard on the ground. Behind, more cavalry rushed in and ran into it in this brilliant autumn day...

The charge of the Xiongnu cavalry hit the Xianbei war horses at high speed, as if the air was twisted. The moment when the war horses collided with the war horses almost stopped in the air, they made a shrill neighing, and fell to the ground and kicked their limbs and struggled. The human body flew up in the air. The cavalry on both sides who were rushing out the rushing troops in the back row, and the war horses almost stagnated. The collision almost sparked.

The corpses of people on both sides and horses were all piled up and spread out in the gaps, and sticky blood sputtered from the wounds of people. A Hun man got up from the ground and was tied into a hedgehog by the pricked gun forest. The corpse was picked out. Four thousand chargers of Xiongnu cavalry kept rushing here. Two thousand Black Mountain cavalry behind abandoned their spears, took out the small leather shield and ring-headed sword behind them, and tried hard to cut into the battlefield from behind with the cover of the Huns.

The cavalry stopped sprinting. Without the same number of opponents, the Heishan cavalry abandoned the traditional charge and killing, but instead scattered a team of more than ten or even dozens of people to maintain the formation in small units, cooperated with each other to restrain the enemy, and continued to advance in the crowd, distinguishing the nearby wolf throats to cut the Xianbei people's front.

In the sea of ​​people, Yan Rou waved her shield to smash the spear. Before the other party could take it back, she chopped off the spear with her backhand, and poked half of the body out of the horseback and chopped the Xianbei people off the horse. There were fighting figures around her. The shrill shouts were mixed with a vague sound of wolf throats. Someone was shouting: "The leader was shot in the arrow! I'm fine! Damn... I was hit by an arrow in the thigh!" The sound of pulling the move responded to the chaotic crowd.

"Don't worry about the dead, collect the corpse of the comrades after the war." After wiping the blood on his face, Yan Rou shouted loudly: "Push!!!"

This is a Xianbei front of more than 10,000 miles spread out, not so thick. Two thousand Black Mountain cavalry only attacked one point, held their shields and waved their swords, and stood like reefs in the waves in small units, stomping the ground in the Xianbei cavalry group. The Huns cavalry spread out and intercepted the Xianbei cavalry rushing in the rest of the direction. The leaders of various tribes shouted and scolded in the language of the Huns, resisting the scattered for a moment, and then someone made up for it.

The cavalry on both sides who had lost their rushing force were in a stalemate.

The vision rose to the sky, and the two sea tides hitting the grassland formed countless melee fighting with dog teeth. The horses galloped, and someone chased after them, then took the bow and shot back at the other side. The body fell down, and teams of cavalry chased each other and interspered, occasionally taking advantage of the enemy on the other side's inattention, they roared and killed...

"Front attack is not the way the Han people play..."

In the rear, a cavalry had just been dispatched to intercept the right-wing bow and cavalry of the Huns to harass him. Ke Bi Neng stared at the interlaced battlefield under the flag. The cavalry, which was very small, became the strongest line in the sea of ​​people. The impact of the cavalry was combined with the battle formation of the Han infantry, which was unpredictable.

However, what he didn't understand was that the enemy's cavalry was transformed by the Black Mountain infantry. After more than ten major and large wars in a year, it was not as fast as the White Wolf and Dildo Cavalry in terms of speed and range. It was not as powerful as the Black Armored Heavy Cavalry. It obviously had its own fighting method and rushed into the enemy's formation. After using the war horses to transform their solid defense, it was like a steel needle nailed into the enemy's body, destroying the opponent's formation, and even abandoning the battle of the war horses crossing mountains and ridges.

This was something that even Gongsun Zhi could not predict. It was like the somewhat useless cavalry he had mentioned before. In Yan Rou, he led the two of them to become a multi-functional cavalry that no one in the world would look down upon.

Suo Nu pulled the reins and rushed towards Ke Bi Neng over there: "Shanyu, Gongsun Zhi's trump card has not yet been released, that strange cavalry must be cleared... Our formation was... stuck..." He could not describe such a scene, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

"Wait a little longer... How can Xianbei athletes be defeated so easily?" Ke Bi Neng gritted his teeth, waved his hand for a moment, and shouted in a low voice: "Blow the horns and let the leaders of all the fronts resist."

The desolate horn sounded.

On the other side of the battlefield, tens of thousands of cavalry crowded over, and only three thousand Hun cavalry left were constantly tearing the torrent, and then they were hit and bounced away. Around, the figures of war horses were crowded. The Black Mountain Cavalry tried their best to avoid the spear and spear that had come. Some even rolled down the war horse and pressed the side of the horse with their backs. "Ah!" roared, and then the man and horse were pushed and moved, and their feet were naked in the soil. Then they pounced down and their heavy horse body was pressed down.

In the team, Su Ren pinched the spear head and stabbed the opponent's horse with a backhand. He rushed over and waved the iron spear. A Xianbei man smashed the horse off the back, looked around and took a deep breath: "Send the order"

The iron spear slashed, turned the horse's head, and shouted: "Cross the formation!"

The figures holding the small shield began to gather back in groups. The Xianbei people continued to compress and formed a huge circle. The shields and swords were placed on the horse's back. Two thousand formed a wall of swords. Everyone fell silent, staring at the Xianbei cavalry with red eyes and agitated with horse's hooves.

...

Ke Bi was wearing a cloak and watched all this with great satisfaction, but this satisfaction lasted for only a moment. On the side of the military formation, a group of elite Xianbei cavalry with two thousand people under her command changed.

This quiet change also made Gongsun Zhi, who had been watching the situation on the battlefield and making corrections, was a little surprised.

...

The left wing, Suo Nu returned to the formation, closed his eyes for a while, and then looked to the rear of the opposite battlefield. The most elite wolf cavalry of the white wolf had not yet moved. Now more than 10,000 people on his side were being mixed up. Under such a situation, the momentum of defeat had already revealed signs.

"Shanyu... why can't you see it..." He murmured in a low voice, then opened his eyes and waved.

The confidant beside him nodded and rode his horse in the array, tying flags. The two thousand Xianbei cavalry looked at each other silently. Some people were unwilling to make a sound. They were killed by the supervising knights. Under the forced order, everyone pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.

As time came, there was a faint sound of thunder.

Kebi can turn his head.

Over there, the iron hooves moved and the bow was pulled up.

The figure who turned his head suddenly pulled the reins, widened his eyes, and shouted: "Shunnu, what are you going to do?"

The horse's hooves accelerated and galloped. On the sprinting horse, the burly and muscular figure tied the bow and arrow, and the arrow flew out of the string for a moment, and his voice roared.
Chapter completed!