"Retreat!"
Following the order, the Tiger Troop began to retreat.
However,
The bow and arrow in his hand still had no intention of stopping. He was actually aiming at the target as he galloped.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
……
The arrows continued to fall, and before long, all of them had sunk into the charging Wuhuan soldiers. Like wheat after autumn, they fell to the ground one after another.
Until this moment.
Only then did the Wuhuan people realize that the Great Han cavalry in front of them were proficient in riding and archery. It was not difficult to shoot arrows on horseback, but to be able to continue shooting while the horse was moving forward was something that only true warriors could do.
Even for the nomadic Wuhuan and Xianbei, only a handful of them could do it.
In front of him…
These Han people all knew how to do it.
In their memories, the Han people were not proficient in horsemanship and were far inferior to the Wuhuan and Xianbei tribes. It was precisely because of this that they dared to invade the border repeatedly. In any case, even if they could not defeat them, they could still escape.
However, these Great Han cavalry were not only skilled in archery and riding.
In fact,
He could even shoot on horseback.
The Wuhuan soldiers were so shocked that they even forgot to charge forward. They just stood there in a daze, and the arrows of the Tiger Troop did not hold back. They rained down like snow, and in an instant, a large row of Wuhuan soldiers fell to the ground.
Puchi! Puchi!
Puchi!
As blood splattered, many of the Wuhuan cavalry had already fallen. Facing the continuous reduction of their comrades, they finally reacted at this moment.
"Damn it, how can these two-legged sheep be so proficient in riding and archery?”
"This is impossible."
"Oh my god! What should we do?"
The Wuhuan people who came to their senses couldn't help but feel despair.
The current battle situation was already quite obvious. The riding and archery skills that the nomads were proud of in the past were not worth mentioning in front of this Han army that had suddenly appeared. They were actually completely crushed. Under such circumstances, attacking was simply a joke.
It's no different from suicide,
One had to know,
As long as the Great Han cavalry slowly kited them to wear them down, all the Wuhuan soldiers would probably fall on the battlefield.
Thinking of this, fear appeared on his face.
At this moment, the tribe leader of the Wu Shan tribe saw the low fighting spirit of the warriors in the tribe and shouted,"What are you guys still standing there for?"
"Our wives, children, cows and sheep are behind us. If we don't fight to the death, they will all be slaughtered.”
"For the sake of my wife and children, follow me! Longevity Heaven will protect us."
"Charge!"
The tribe leader of the Wu Mountain Tribe shouted. At this moment, they had no choice.
In the past, they had always taken the initiative to invade Youzhou's border. Therefore, even if they were defeated, there was still room for them to relax. They only needed to lead their troops and retreat. However, this was not possible now. Once they escaped, their wives, children, and cattle would face the butcher's knife of the Great Han Dynasty.
So,
He could only fight to the death!
As soon as he finished speaking, the warriors of the Wu Shan Tribe could only raise their scimitars again and charge towards the Tiger Troop. As they got closer and closer, the arrows of the Tiger Troop were almost used up. At this time, Li Cunxiao did not say anything else. He held the Yu King Spear and pointed it at the Wuhuan camp. He shouted,
"Kill them!"
In close combat, there were casualties every second.
The tribe leader of the Wu Shan tribe subconsciously approached Li Cunxiao. In his opinion, as long as he could get rid of this big guy, the situation of this battle could be smoothly reversed. However, how could there be such a good thing in the world?
Perhaps…
This clan leader was considered powerful in their tribe.
However, compared to Li Cunxiao, it was nothing but a joke. He raised the Yu King Spear in his hand and swung it forward. The spear slashed across his neck, and in an instant, a large head rolled to the ground.
With just one move, the tribe leader of the Wu Mountain Tribe fell to the ground.
The surrounding Wuhuan warriors who had witnessed this scene said,
At this moment,
His eyes were filled with shock and even a little fear.
"Patriarch!"
"Lord Wuka."
“……”
Without giving the Wuhuan people any time to grieve, Li Cunxiao led the Tiger Troop and began to gallop through their formation after killing the Wu Mountain Chief. The Tiger Troop was already strong, but after their general killed the enemy general, their morale was boosted.
Their fighting spirit was high, while the Wuhuan people's morale was low.
In the long time that one side disappears,
The outcome of this battle had already been decided.
Puchi! Puchi!
Puchi!
……
On the grassland, heads fell to the ground one after another, and the stench of blood filled the surroundings.
The Wuhuan people were thrown off their horses and trampled into meat paste.
The Tiger Troop had the advantage in terms of equipment and strength. This battle was simply too easy. In fact, the current situation could no longer be called a battle, but a one-sided massacre.
Not long after, the Wuhuan cavalry formation was completely destroyed.
Li Cunxiao led the charge into the army and shouted,""Brothers, follow me and charge!"
"Kill the alien races and raise the might of our Han clan.”
"To seek justice for the people who died in Youzhou.”
With that, more and more troops charged into the formation.
The Wuhuan people were no match for them and could only wait to be harvested. As the cavalry in front fell, the Wu Mountain Tribe appeared in front of the Tiger Troop. Li Cunxiao's eyes revealed a fierce light as he looked at the Wu Mountain Tribe. He did not pity these people. When the Youzhou border was in chaos, almost all the nomadic tribes took advantage of the situation.
In the hands of these people, there was the blood of Youzhou's dead citizens.
Therefore,
They had to die.
"Kill them! Those who are higher than the wheel will be killed without mercy."
After the iron-blooded order was issued, the Tiger Troop charged forward. Only now did this elite troop, once famous in the long river of history, truly show their fangs and charge into the tent. They charged left and right, blood splattering all over their armor, but they still had no intention of stopping.
At this moment,
The Tiger Troop was like a god of death who had walked out of hell, facing such a terrifying army.
Finally, the members of the Wu Mountain Tribe broke down completely. They turned around and fled from the tribe. At this moment, they finally understood how the innocent people in Youzhou felt.
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