"How dare you, thief." A voice rang in the Huren's ears.
The Hu man remained unmoved and continued to chop at Zhao Yang with the scimitar in his hand.
Zhao Yang knew that the barbarians were attacking him. He wanted to avoid it, but found that he was powerless.
The barbarian shouted loudly, but there was a shrill scream that was not human.
It turned out that his waist was stabbed by a sharp object, and it kept stirring.
After the barbarian shouted, he reluctantly turned around.
He found that behind him, a Nanman was desperately trying to stab the pear gun.
He never expected that he would be stalking the cicada, forgetting the oriole behind him.
The Nanman stirred so much that his right hand was in pain and unable to lift the scimitar. It fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell softly from the horse's back.
It turns out that Chen Hua arrived in time and saved Zhao Yang's life.
Zhao Yang forced a smile and said, "Thank you Zimei."
After saying that, Zhao Yang lay on the horse's back and held the horse's neck tightly in his hands.
If he doesn't hold the horse's neck tightly, he is very likely to fall off the horse's back if he is weak.
"Quickly take Zhao Camp leader to rest." Chen Hua said to his own soldiers.
After saying that, he took his troops and stood at Zhao Yang's position to welcome the attack of the barbarians.
A barbarian captain of three hundred men led his men in pursuit of Tianzi Renhao.
His eyes were indeed vicious. He saw many small holes and knife marks on the Tianzi Renhao, and he had a deep smile on his face.
"Warriors, this monster is riddled with holes. As long as you put more force, you can chop this monster to pieces." The three centurions shouted as they chased the giant chariot.
Their horses were basically uninjured, and they quickly caught up with the giant chariot, and finally swarmed up.
A Hu man with a big body and a thick waist shouted and slashed at the monster with his scimitar.
Bang bang, bang bang, the sound of scimitar slashing at the giant chariot was endless.
Then there were the surprised voices of the barbarians, which were also heard constantly: "The monster is powerful." "The edge of the knife is gone." "Is my knife going to break?"
A centurion shouted while slashing wildly: "Give me more strength, I'll chop this monster to pieces after a few chops."
"What kind of iron is this made of? It can't be cut into pieces." A barbarian almost cut off the scimitar.
Another barbarian centurion shouted loudly: "Fortunately, I finally cut a crack in this monster."
What he held in his hand was a handful of hundred-refined steel. After several more cuts, he finally cut a small hole in the giant chariot.
Hearing that the monster could be chopped to pieces, all the barbarians waved their scimitars desperately and kept slashing at the monster.
These barbarians are now determined to chop the monsters to pieces even if they cut off their machetes.
"Boom, boom, boom." Bursts of explosions suddenly sounded from the top of the Huren's bow cavalry.
In the flashes of lightning and fire, and in the black smoke of a country, barbarian archers and war horses continued to fall.
When the barbarian centurion saw them cutting the monster's body, he couldn't help but cursed: "Idiots, stupid pigs, the monster is made of iron, how can it be chopped to pieces?"
"Only the war horse should be chopped. There is no iron skin on it." After saying that, his war horse had come to the side of the monster war horse.
The two horses were side by side, bumping along the way, and he couldn't cut them for a while.
Hearing the centurion's words, other barbarian archers also abandoned the monster's body and concentrated on the monster's horse.
It's just that their horses are parallel to the monster war horses, so it's not easy to cut them down at the moment.
Just at that moment, the monster war horse suddenly made a sharp turn.
The barbarians couldn't help but be overjoyed. They raised their scimitars and slashed at the monster's horse.
"Boom, boom, boom." The iron artillery, shadowless cannon, and whirlwind cannon on the monster fired one after another.
The thunderbolts kept exploding on the barbarians' bows and cavalry, sending up bursts of black smoke.
A group of barbarians rushed towards the giant chariot and suddenly screamed.
Under the impact of the flying ceramic shards, their hands and arms were injured, or their faces and brains were injured.
After all, the barbarian was a warrior. Although he was in pain, he still raised his scimitar and slashed at the monster.
Only when they cut down the giant chariot did they realize that their arms were weak, as if they were tickling a monster.
A barbarian centurion wielded his scimitar and slashed at the horse. His armor was very obvious.
Suddenly his head disappeared, and his body followed the horse for a few steps before falling. It turned out that he had been hit by an iron artillery cannon.
Another group of barbarians raised their scimitars and slashed at the horses.
Suddenly, screams came from their mouths, and the scimitars in their hands were weak and weak, leaving only a shallow mark on the back of the horse.
These barbarians were almost all ordinary barbarians. They had no leather armor on their arms, just a layer of cotton armor, and were hit by lead bullets at close range.
A lead bullet hit at close range is more painful than a poisonous bee sting.
A barbarian captain rushed over and shouted: "Cut this monster, chop this monster."
He had already seen that if they did not destroy the Djinn chariot, no matter how many times they charged, they would be crushed by this monster.
This barbarian captain led nearly a thousand barbarians and came towards the place with great momentum.
"Cut the monster, chop the monster." They shouted as they ran.
If there are too many ants, they will kill the elephant, not to mention the ferocious barbarians here.
Seeing another thousand people rushing towards him, Li Hua couldn't help but turn his attention to Huang Xiaoniu, hoping that he would think of a way.
Huang Xiaoniu thought for a while and said: "Don't the barbarians want to use the wolf pack tactic? Then we will use the tiger pack tactic and do the opposite."
"How to implement the tiger tactic?" Li Hua didn't understand for a moment.
Huang Xiaoniu said in a deep voice: "Three cars went in the wrong direction and killed each other."
"Three cars went wrong and killed each other." Li Hua read along and suddenly realized.
The messenger came to the top floor and waved the flag to the other two giant chariots.
Amidst the rumbling sounds, the three vehicles continued to move forward.
Suddenly, the Tianzi Renhao chariot suddenly slowed down. The barbarians couldn't help but be overjoyed and waved their machetes at him wildly.
The barbarian captain couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted loudly: "This monster is dying, concentrate your weapons and take it down."
"Report to the general, this monster is not big, and it is difficult to use in large numbers. What should I do?" Three centurions came to the captain's side and asked with a bow.
The barbarian captain looked at Tianzi Renhao, glared at him, and roared fiercely: "Have you forgotten the wolf pack tactic? The wolf pack tactic is to attack in turns."
The three centurions agreed and were about to leave. The barbarian captain shouted loudly: "Remember, your main attack direction is the war horses."
"Yes." The three three centurions bowed their hands and agreed to leave.
Captain Fu Qianfu said to the two three centurions: "You are constantly attacking the monster war horses from three directions, using wolf tactics and taking turns to attack."
The two three centurions nodded and walked away.
"You three, attack the attacking monster from three directions," Captain Fu said to another three centurion next to him.
The three centurion nodded and took the order and left.
Rumble, rumble, the ground shook and dust flew up.
Boom, boom, boom, the barbarians from six directions on the Tianzi Renhao rushed towards them.
Led by six centurions, they frantically attacked Tianzi Renhao.
Step, step, step, although the Tianyu Renhao has slowed down, it is still running, but not as fast as before.
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, the barbarians slashed at the giant spirit chariot frantically, and the chariot kept shaking.
The barbarian seemed to be going crazy, waving the scimitar in his hand frantically towards the giant chariot.
The giant spirit chariot kept running, and the horses that cut the chariot kept falling.
The barbarian archers behind had already rushed to the front, wielding their scimitars and continuing to kill.
The lagging barbarians rested for a while, then became the next wave of attacks, and then continued running and slashing.
Boom, boom, boom, the thunderbolts thrown by the hands continued to explode above the heads of the barbarians.
Some barbarians exploded and fell, but more barbarians swarmed up.
After all, there are only a few deaths, and most of them are injuries.
It doesn't matter if the scimitar in his hand has no edge, but the knife is still there.
The war horses in front were also wildly chopped down by the barbarians on both sides, and the screams of the war horses kept coming.
The war horse did not fall, and its cowhide armor protected it better.
Although the war horse has not fallen down, the pain still spreads.
There are more and more cracks in the cowhide of the war horses, and it is only a matter of time before the horses are injured or killed.
The barbarians attacking directly in front were more cunning. They did not use scimitars.
They made full use of their special skills and continuously fired rockets to attack the horses among the monsters.
After seeing the cattle and horses charging towards them, they did not fight hard and separated to both sides.
Boom, boom, boom, iron artillery, cyclone cannon, and shadowless cannon fired wildly.
Rumble, rumble, bang, bang, the barbarians kept falling.
The barbarians were completely aroused at this time, and they waved their scimitars towards the giant chariot without fear of death.
They had already seen that not only was the monster riddled with holes, but even the war horses were beginning to be scarred.
The Hu people believe that as long as they work harder, they can win.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, two giant chariots suddenly ran in front of Tianzi Renhao.
Facing hundreds of barbarians in Tianzi Renhao, the two chariots rammed directly towards these barbarians without any hesitation.
Boom, boom, boom, its iron artillery, shadowless cannon, and cyclone cannon kept firing.
Bang bang, bang, bang, bang, there are thunders and thunders, explosions among the barbarians, and barbarians falling down.
Boom, boom, boom, Hu people were constantly being knocked away, killed, injured, killed, killed, beaten to death by the Tianzi Renhao.
Boom, boom, boom, the barbarians who had been attacking crazily just now were plowed by two giant chariots. Most of the seven to eight hundred people were killed and wounded, leaving corpses and blood on the ground.
These corpses were both those of barbarians and war horses. The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke was intertwined with the whole war horse body.
The remaining more than two hundred Hu people who had the chance to escape were trembling all over, as if they had changed from wolves to sheep.
They saw so many barbarians and horses falling to the ground, and they no longer had the courage they had just now.
We are not afraid of killing or injuring the barbarians, at least we have to see the hope of victory.
Now he pays a huge price, just injuring three monsters.
Not only the ordinary barbarians were frightened, but even the centurions and three centurions were pale, and their upper and lower teeth kept tapping.
This was not over yet. The three giant chariots turned around and charged towards the barbarian cavalry who were frantically attacking the square formation.
The barbarian captain wanted to shout loudly, but found that his voice was drowned by the battlefield.
The commander of three thousand Hu troops was beating the war drum when he stopped unconsciously and concentrated on observing the situation on the battlefield.
He could only watch helplessly as the three monsters plowed through the barbarian's three-round attacking formation again.
Most of their 3,000 troops were killed or injured.
And this monster was indeed a monster, and it actually caused more than half of his troops to be killed or injured.
Weiyang, the leader of three thousand Hu men, saw his eyes darken and fell from his horse.
His soldiers quickly dismounted and rescued the captain of three thousand men.
Weiyang woke up leisurely, and without saying a word, he pulled out his soldier's scimitar and wiped it directly towards his neck.
The captain of the guard hurriedly took the scimitar from Weiyang's hand and urged: "General, our reinforcements are here."
"There are monsters in the southern barbarians. With such a disastrous defeat, don't expect any reinforcements." Wei Yang was completely disheartened now.
The captain of the guard pointed at the billowing dust in the distance and shouted to him: "General, the reinforcements include not only cavalry but also chariots."
When Weiyang heard this, he couldn't help but look to the east. Sure enough, there was darkness in front of him. There were not only cavalry but also chariots.
"General, although the southern barbarian monsters have won, it has come at a great cost. Their horses can hardly run anymore." The soldier wanted to make his general happy and report him good news.
