The banner of King Zuoxian is getting closer and closer.
The Xianbei people were ready to attack at any time.
As the Donghu people of Zengjin, their ability to ride unexpectedly is not small. Compared with the Huns who are good at riding and shooting, they are better at close combat on horseback.
As long as they can withstand the first wave of arrows from the Huns, they are sure to deal a fatal blow to the Huns. They are all peoples on horses, and there is a competition in riding skills to see who is afraid of whom.
Zhang Qibu was at the forefront of the Xianbei people. He asked for the vanguard, and the Xianbei King agreed. The first wave of arrows from the Huns was fatal. If someone resisted, he would be happy to reduce the casualties on his side.
As for whether he would be blamed by the Chanyu for eating this wave of Huns, King Xianbei was not worried. This was a battle between tribes, and the Xiongnu Chanyu was not qualified to intervene.
"It's long!"
The distance was getting closer, and King Xianbei shouted loudly.
Zhang Qi laughed and said, "He is a warrior in his department!"
"Follow me!"
"Charge!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
The Xianbei people under Zhang Qi's command were screaming strangely, while Hu Shuiqi's archers were silent and focused.
The cross-country horse raised its front hooves and rushed forward like wind and lightning.
Behind it, hundreds of cavalry also charged at the same time.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Riding on the horse, Zhang Qi raised his sword and pointed it forward.
The distance between the two sides is only two or three miles, which is only a matter of minutes for the cavalry at full speed.
But what is strange is that the Huns under the banner of King Zuoxian did not use bows and arrows when facing the charging Zhang Qi and others.
Just like Zhang Qi and the others, they held weapons in hand and launched a charge.
The sound of hooves of nearly ten thousand galloping horses suddenly exploded.
King Xianbei was startled, and bad thoughts flashed through his mind.
Immediately, he saw a scene that was hard for him to accept.
Zhang Qi did not give any orders, but he and his men suddenly turned their horses' heads, exposing the two hundred Xianbei cavalry directly to the iron hoofs of King Zuo Xian's troops.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
The moment Zhang Qi and the others deflected, countless arrows rained down like a waterfall and instantly drowned the two hundred Xianbei cavalry following Zhang Qi.
Before King Xianbei could get angry, a cry of killing suddenly erupted from his military formation.
"! Those are the best!"
King Xianbei was shocked and suddenly remembered that he had dispersed Zhang Qi's army and incorporated dozens of elite cavalry into his own army. He thought that all these people had been dispersed and reorganized, and they could be counted as his own strength. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Qina showed his fangs, these people immediately attacked him.
"They are not afraid of death?!" A terrifying thought flashed through King Xianbei's mind.
——
After circling their own army, Zhang Qi and others adjusted their direction and looked at the Xianbei army formation that was already in chaos. Under the visor, the corners of Zhang Qi's mouth were outlined.
Why does he want to spread the faith?
This is the terrible thing about faith. In the eyes of those devout soldiers, they have this life and the next life!
The cross-country horse did not stop for a moment, and within ten seconds Zhang Qi and others were tied with the front cavalry.
He shouted loudly: "Warriors of the gods! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"kill!"
Zhang Qi's army, charging at full speed, was as powerful as a tiger. The two hundred Xianbei cavalry just fell to the iron hoofs and arrows in an instant.
Zhang Qi shouted at Hu Shui, who greeted him, and all the cavalry archers in the army moved to one side of the battlefield with him. They were cavalry archers, and their goal was to hunt.
The Xianbei people blooming in the center were in chaos at the moment. They didn't know whether to face Zhang Qi's army or deal with the dead soldiers on their own side first.
Zhang Qi's army was getting closer and closer. King Xianbei shouted loudly. The Xianbei cavalry in front seemed to have found a backbone and turned towards Zhang Qi.
"Warrior of Xianbei! Don't panic, keep your target straight ahead and charge!"
"Takumu! Take your people and clean out those dead soldiers!"
"As you command!"
The situation is now like this. King Xianbei can only hope that Zhang Qi's army is not as strong as it seems, and hedging will be done first. Otherwise, once he flees, the entire Xianbei will be reduced to lambs for slaughter.
The Xianbei army moved, and after firing several rounds of arrows, the cavalry and cavalry were already facing the front.
The cry of killing suddenly swept across the battlefield. Zhang Qi, as the arrowhead, was the first to come into contact with the Xianbei cavalry.
There is no emotion in the scimitar in his hand, and he with stirrups is definitely stronger than the Xianbei people without stirrups.
The two scimitars clashed together, sparks of light bursting out, but with a click, the blade in the Xianbei man's hand suddenly broke. In his horrified eyes, Zhang Qi coldly closed his eyes forever.
From contact to killing the Xianbei cavalry, this scene happened in just a blink of an eye. The army did not stop at all, Zhang Qi kept moving forward!
Holding the long sword high, Zhang Qi made a few gestures. No one could understand them, but within a moment, there was another heavier sound of horse hooves trampling.
The NPC army is moving!
Zhang Qi's strongest trump card has never been Wang Li and Ying's thousand-man team. What he really hides deepest is these most ruthless killing machines.
Armored cavalry, heavy cavalry archers, crossbowmen sergeants, Fiona champion archers!
The twenty-four NPC soldiers who had been hiding in the Xianbei Royal Court from the beginning also showed their fangs at this moment.
They had no words, only constant attacks.
The armored cavalry rushed away from the rear of the Xianbei army, and deadly arrows and crossbows were shot from the hands of the long-range soldiers without a moment's hesitation.
The center blooms, but the back is attacked.
The outcome of this battle goes without saying.
Some people wanted to escape, but Hu Shuibu and other mounted archers had been hunting outside. In their haste, they were unable to resist these hunters.
Time passed little by little, and the shouts of death weakened little by little.
King Xianbei, who was lying on the ground with several arrows in his body and leaning against a horse corpse, glared angrily at Zhang Qi. During the battle, his eyes would be covered with a layer of mist from time to time, making it impossible for him to see clearly.
In the past, he thought he was drinking alcohol, but judging from Zhang Qi's actions now, he was afraid that he had been poisoned long ago.
"Huh-huh-"
King Xianbei panted violently. There were actually no fatal injuries on his body, and the defensive power of the infantry armor given by Zhang Qi was nothing to say.
"Uh-huh," wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, King Xianbei looked at Zhang Qi who was walking towards him: "It seems that you are King Zuo Xian's man, Yu Shan is a very clever kid!"
King Xianbei moved up so that he could lean on the horse corpse more comfortably.
Zhang Qi walked up to him and knelt down to look level with him.
"No, I didn't lie to you. Those cattle and sheep were indeed obtained by me from plundering King Zuo Xian's tribe."
King Xianbei was stunned and even more puzzled: "What about you..." As if he thought of something, King Xianbei looked at Zhang Qi and laughed wildly.
"Hahaha, I was right. Your courage and bravery are the best in the grassland!"
"I understand, I understand, what you have to do is just like what that old dog in Moton did decades ago!"
"Okay, okay! My elder brother will promise me something and ask the military officials and old dogs to come down and accompany me as soon as possible!"
Zhang Qi didn't say much, just nodded, pointed the steel knife in his hand at the gap in the armor, and pressed it hard, causing King Xianbei to die on the spot.
Looking around, he saw that the battle had come to an end. There were fallen corpses and kneeling soldiers everywhere on the ground. The battlefield was so big that there would inevitably be places that could not be controlled. Zhang Qi didn't pay attention to some defeated troops who fled.
"Give me the order!"
"Be humble!"
On the battlefield, Zhang Qi was the absolute focus of attention. There were flag bearers and trumpeters beside him.
"Call Wang Li and lead his troops into the Xianbei Royal Court to control the situation!"
"promise!"
"Call the eagle and ask his troops to inspect the surroundings of the Xianbei Royal Court. No one is allowed in but no one is allowed out!"
"promise!"
"Send a message to Hu Shui and order his troops to pursue the defeated army and bring back those who surrendered. Those who stubbornly resist will be killed on the spot!"
"promise!"
"Call to Naqi, medical soldiers are coming in to treat the wounded!"
"promise!"
Military orders were issued one after another, and several figures dispersed following the orders.
Zhang Qi lifted off the face armor on his face, and his face was stained red by the blood that seeped in. The grassland in the moonlight was blood red, and a few burning flames were dotted with different colors. Under the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, he Knowing that I have won another game.
He walked a few steps forward and picked up an overturned jug next to the fire. The wine was warm and he took a sip.
“Good wine!”
(End of chapter)
