Tian Xinyu sat on the land soaked in blood, gasping heavily. Even though he was the most brave in martial arts, he had a strong bones and soft muscles after fighting for the past half day. Once the enemy retreated, he felt weak all over. Sitting on the ground, he no longer wanted to move. He ran over with the military doctor and took off his armor. The armor was covered with scars, and some places were smashed to pieces. Take off his clothes and exposed his strong muscles naked. Several wounds were bleeding. The military doctor He quickly treated it, stopped bleeding, applied medicine, bandaged, and when the wounds were treated, Tian Xinyu had already recovered. Looking at the bandages wrapped around his body, he hummed a few dissatisfaction. In addition to these injuries, there were some places with blood. Large areas of blue and purple were shocking. The military doctor poured some medicinal wine and was about to rub Tian Xinyu to promote blood circulation. Tian Xinyu had already stood up, naked, rubbed himself, and striding towards the center of the battlefield.

The red horse lying quietly in the middle of the battlefield and had been dead for a long time. Tian Xinyu squatted down and gently stroked the long mane of Aima. Tears couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes. The horse had been following him for a long time, and had a very tacit understanding with him on the battlefield. He had accompanied him through crises again and again. Unexpectedly, Aima finally did not survive this time.

Tian Xu walked over and whispered: "Xinyu, we killed more than 300 people in battle, and almost 500 people were seriously injured."

Tian Xinyu nodded and stood up: "Treat it, brothers who died in battle, let's take their ashes away. Uncle Xu, take Dahong's ashes with us, let's go to the tea shop, here, give it to Guo Quan!"

When night fell, Tian Xinyu's troops, who were guarding Yazikou, retreated quietly and sneaked into the tea shop. The two sides were about a hundred miles apart. Considering the confidentiality, the army had to lie down during the day and go out at night, but this hundred miles would take several days to reach.

In the tea shop, Lu Fengchun's cavalry is slowly approaching. Nearly 10,000 war horses advanced at the same time. The team stretched for more than ten miles in front, and in the rear, there were more vehicles and supplies advancing. Lu Fengchun rode on the horse. As the brigade advanced, although there were only more than 5,000 cavalry of Lu Dabing in front, Lu Fengchun knew his own affairs. Although there were more than 10,000 cavalry in his troops, less than half of them could be called cavalry. Others, it was more appropriate to call them infantry on horseback, while the more than 5,000 cavalry of the opponent were truly elite. The iron cavalry was unparalleled in the world. This cavalry evolved from the Red Division was even more powerful. Even if it was not as good as Li Qing's Ace Directly-Legislative Changsheng Camp and the Tornado Camp, it would not be worse than that. If we insist on talking about the differences between the two sides, it would probably be only a difference of half will.

"General Lu, I found an enemy cavalry ahead. Zhaoting's prince sent more than 100 cavalry to expel him. There was a fierce battle between the two sides!" A school official rode over from the front and immediately reported to Lu Fengchun.

"Have you already fought in front?" Lu Fengchun was stunned. Did Lu Dabing let the whistle cavalry so far? "How many cavalry do the other party have?"

"About fifty horses!" the school official replied.

There will be a lot of fifty cavalry provocates gathered together. Could it be that most of Lu Dabing is not far away?

"Send the order, the entire army is ready to fight." After Lu Fengchun finished speaking to the central officer beside him, he lifted the reins of the horse and ran forward, and said to the school official who was coming and reporting: "Let's go and have a look!"

The group rushed forward to a hill about dozens of meters high, and the fierce battle in the distance was obvious at a glance. Lu Fengchun's brows frowned even deeper.

More than a hundred cavalrymen in blue clothes were killed by dozens of black-armored Dingzhou cavalry, but the other party was the one who had the upper hand. Whenever they saw a soldier in green clothes dropping his horse, Lu Fengchun's brows jumped involuntarily.

Lari Lata was very excited, and the bearded man on his face revealed murderous aura. Tuotuo cut down dozens of enemy sergeants during this period, and he was much inferior to him, which made him very angry. Although Tuotuo was the number one warrior in the clan, he was not bad either. He stood firmly in the second position, and his brain was much more intelligent than Tuotuo. Tuotuo was simply a mess in other aspects except cutting the enemy's head.

But what made Lari Lata depressed was that Zhong Jin, who was pursuing the same clan, was hesitant and did not know how to choose. If he made Tuotuo compete in this battle, the opportunity would be slight. The last time the two fought in front of Zhong Jin, he lost with great shame. Moreover, the son-in-law gave Tuotuo two hundred riders to Xiaoerhe this time, and the chance of making contributions was much greater than that of him. If he didn't catch up, Zhong Jin would run away.

Fortunately, he encountered the enemy's large cavalry. Generally speaking, when the whistle cavalry encountered this situation, he would immediately run away. However, what Larirata, who was eager to make contributions, saw his heads calculating the credit. In addition to sending two cavalry back to report the news, he led the remaining nearly fifty cavalry not far away from the enemy, and provoked the other party from time to time. Finally, the other party sent more than a hundred cavalry to drive them out. Seeing the opponent's posture on the horse when he was riding, Larirata couldn't help but curl his lips, it was about the same level as a rookie.

Without fear, Larirata led his cavalry to face the enemy that was multiples to their opponents.

Forty cavalrymen paved into a fan and rushed forward with a strange cry. During the mercedes, they bent their bows and arrows, and the sound of whistling was endless. The distance between the two was enough to allow these cavalry to shoot out one round, while Larirata could shoot out three rounds and galloping horses to shoot arrows. It was easy to say, but it was not that simple to do. The horses were bumpy and the legs were used to control the horses, and they had to keep their heads in their hands. It was not impossible for a well-trained cavalry to shoot out the arrows. Even if they barely shot out the arrows, if they didn't have a little accurate head, it would be better to save some strength to fight in close combat!

The more than forty cavalry seemed very relaxed. With one round of arrows, more than a dozen cavalry of the Lu family were rushing towards him. After one round of arrows, he put the first-grade bow on his back, reached out to pull out the scimitar, and screamed strangely to meet the enemy rushing towards him.

The sword light flew, screamed repeatedly, and a hedge, more than 30 cavalrymen of Lu fell off their horses, while Lari Lata's subordinates only fell off their horses, turned their horses' heads, and launched another charge. The difference in riding skills between the two sides was fully reflected in this turn. The Red cavalry had just killed the enemy formation and ran forward for only a few steps. Then they turned around and launched another sprint. The turning radius required by the Lu cavalry and the time required to readjust the adjustment was a little longer, but it was this time that was fatal for the cavalry who fought at high speed.

One side had not yet run at the speed, but the other side reached the highest speed. The result of the collision between the two sides can be imagined. In this round of battle, the gap between the two sides seemed even greater. More than 30 cavalry of the Lu family fell off the horse again, and none of the Red cavalry were injured.

This attack completely destroyed the confidence of the Lu family cavalry. They rushed out and no longer had the courage to turn around and rush to fight, but ran directly. Larilata laughed loudly and killed more than 60 opponents at the cost of several cavalry. The battle was beautiful, and what made him even more proud was that this battle was fought under the eyes of the army. Seeing the enemy running away from the horse, Larilata shouted and chased after him. He took out a rope cover from the horse, waved it a few times in the air, threw it out, and the rope covers it in the air, drew a beautiful arc in the air, accurately putting it on the head of the last Lu family cavalry, and pulled him off the horse.

Lari Lata rode back with a loud laugh. The Lu cavalry was dragged to the ground and slid. As the speed became faster and faster, Lari Lata flapped his wrist and the Lu cavalry, who had been strangled to death, was set off like a kite. Dozens of Red Cavalry who were stationed in the place cheered loudly. Flying kites by humans, this kind of game was often used to deal with prisoners or slaves in the past. After joining Dingzhou, this kind of game was already strictly prohibited and slaves also existed. These Red Cavalry had not seen human flesh kites for too long. Seeing Lari Lata push the human zither higher and higher, they screamed excitedly.

Lu Zhaoting's face turned blue with anger. Looking at the more than 30 knights running back, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Come here, shoot all these cowards who escaped in the battle!"

Several rows of archers came out, bent their bows and arrows. With the commander's order, the arrows were like locusts. Thirty deserters opened their eyes wide and their faces fell from the horse with incredible expressions. Only dozens of empty horses ran back.

"Take down those barbarians!" Lu Zhaoting pointed at the group of Lari Lata who was happily flying the zither in the distance, and hundreds of cavalrymen immediately ran out.

Seeing most of the Lu cavalry rushing towards him, Lari Lata let go of the rope and let the man fall from the sky, falling into a meat pie. "Let's go!" As soon as he lifted the reins, Lari Lata shouted loudly and led dozens of cavalry to the distance.

"Catch up with them, I will chop them into meat paste!" Lu Zhaoting shouted angrily.

The sound of gongs suddenly came from behind. Lu Zhaoting was stunned and looked back. On the hill not far away, Lu Fengchun's figure was vaguely distinguishable, and the sound of gold was heard from that direction.

Gritting his teeth, Lu Zhaoting said, "Get off!"
Chapter completed!