"Rockets, rockets, let me burn Camp Hu on fire."
Ran Liyuan gave an order to Ran Bo, who opened the lid of the giant chariot and hurriedly waved a small red flag to convey the order.
Huang Xiaoniu and Princess Ayi could no longer bear it. Before the chariot reached Hu Camp, the rockets had already been fired.
Fortunately, their giant spirit chariot rushed ahead, and Rocket was the first to hide on top of the Hu Camp tent.
Puff, puff, rockets kept flying out from the giant chariot and landed on the barbarian tent, and the barbarian tent began to burn.
Boom, boom, boom, wherever the giant spirit chariot went, the barbarians set off one fire after another.
Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, the fierce mountain wind is blowing at this time,
The barbarians were so happy that they shouted: "Thank you to Changshengtian, thank you to Changshengtian, blow out the fire, blow out the fire."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Hu people's smiles suddenly became dull, and their mouths opened wide one after another, almost unable to close, and they could almost fit a duck egg in.
"How could this happen?" Some Hu people couldn't believe this was true and rubbed their eyes desperately.
It turned out that the mountain wind not only failed to extinguish the fire, but instead burned bigger and bigger.
It turns out that the rockets fired by the security group were not ordinary rockets, but ones with heavy fire oil added to them.
Seeing this, the barbarians were stunned and hated the iron monster to death.
They had no way to deal with the iron monster, so they took out their anger on small tanks.
Compared with the iron monster, a small chariot is so protected by its iron skin that it is difficult to withstand the arrows of the horse archers.
Hu cavalry came from all directions, targeting small chariots.
Buzz, buzz, the barbarian arrows filled the sky and flew towards the small chariot.
Clink, clang, clang, the sound echoed over the small chariot.
The three spearmen in each small chariot did not dare to be careless. They waved their spears desperately to intercept the arrows of the barbarian bows and cavalry.
There are too many barbarians with bows and cavalry, at least five thousand.
The arrows were so dense that they almost covered the sky.
Although the bow cavalry was powerful, the small chariot kept running, causing most of the arrows to miss.
Most of the remaining arrows were intercepted, but a small number still hit the small chariots and horses.
Tuo Yesan couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Nanman, no matter how powerful your chariot is, we are not only archers, but also have a numerical advantage. See how powerful the archers are."
As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.
The arrows that hit the war horses immediately shook, so that was nothing.
After all, the war horse is parallel to the ground and running at high speed, so it is difficult for the arrow to shoot steadily, and it may fall if it shakes a little.
But people are different from war horses. After all, people stand vertically, so it is extremely difficult to shoot, and it is very easy to hit the chest and abdomen.
The barbarian's arrows hit the soldiers of the security group, but they seemed to have no impact at all.
They still used their spears to sweep away the bows and arrows, and they still shot with hand-held crossbows.
How did the Hu people know that the soldiers of the security regiment only wore a thin layer of leather armor on the surface, and there were miniature Xianjia plate armors inside.
This miniature Xianjia plate armor protects the vital points of the soldiers of the security group. Even the combination of swords and axes does not have much fear, let alone arrows that are far less powerful.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, the barbarians’ arrows were flying all over the sky.
Puff, puff, puff, the security team's crossbows fired deftly.
Amidst the buzzing sound, the barbarians' groans and screams continued to be heard.
Some Hu men were seriously injured and left the battlefield holding their horses' necks tightly.
There were also barbarians who fell from their horses to the ground and were dragged around by their horses.
Although the number of crossbow arrows of the security group is not as good as the number of arrows of the Hu people's bows and cavalry, their quality far exceeds them.
As long as he is hit by a crossbow arrow, the arrow will almost penetrate into the flesh, at least an inch deep, and blood will flow out along the arrow.
The mouths of the soldiers who were dragged away were so wide that they could hardly close their mouths. They could almost fit a duck egg into them.
Tuo Yesan couldn't believe his eyes, and pinched his hands again before he believed it was true.
Wu Lianghetai saw it more clearly on the hill. His face almost turned the color of pig liver, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
The iron-clad monsters of the security group bullied the barbarian bow cavalry and knocked them down. Unexpectedly, the small chariots also bullied the bow cavalry and came up.
At the foot of the mountain, the barbarians on horseback and on horseback flew with thousands of arrows. Although the scene was beautiful, the effect was not satisfactory.
Not to mention, the iron monster charged while burning his base camp.
Although his base camp is two or three miles away, it will not be able to withstand the fire if it continues like this.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the hills two miles away.
Flags were flying on the hill. Among them was a red flag with a big word Zhao on it, which was Zhao Ping's base camp.
Looking at the sparse figures on the mountain, a sarcastic smile appeared on Wu Lianghetai's face.
He shouted loudly to the captain Wu Shu: "Send the order, let Tuo Yesan and Ali Hague attack the hill where Zhao Ping is, and let Ah Shu hold back the cavalry of the security regiment."
Seeing that the Hu people with many archers and cavalry were bullied by small chariots, Wu Shu naturally felt uncomfortable.
The general was indeed the general, and he quickly figured out a way.
"Nuo." Wu Shu suddenly smiled brightly and immediately led his soldiers to deliver the order.
Wu Lianghetai stood coldly on the hill in the distance and laughed loudly and said: "Zhao Ping, I admit that you are indeed powerful, but you have a fatal weakness, which is the lack of soldiers and horses. Now it is my turn to attack your base camp and see how you do. Parry.”
After speaking, he said to the soldiers: "Let's go, let's kill each other together and capture Zhao Ping alive."
"Capture Zhao Ping alive. Capture Zhao Ping alive." Wu Liang stepped on his horse and led a thousand cavalry down the mountain immediately.
Seeing the burning base camp, he looked at the hill opposite with a vicious look on his face.
Boom, boom, boom, the barbarians suddenly rushed out of the barracks with thousands of archers.
They no longer struggled with the security team's chariot, but actually rushed outside the gate.
Ran Liyuan did not expect that the Hu people were no longer attacking the chariot, and looked puzzled.
"Why did the barbarian run away without breaking his bones?" Ran Liyuan was puzzled.
He took out his clairvoyance and looked in the direction where the barbarians were fleeing, and was suddenly shocked.
He immediately said to Ran Bo: "Immediately issue an order to send small chariots to support the little saint."
"No." Ran Bo opened the lid and commanded the small chariot to support the little saint.
At this time, not only Ran Liyuan felt something was wrong, but Zhao Yue also noticed that most of the Hu soldiers and horses left the battlefield and rushed up the hillside where the little saint was.
After Ran Bo completed his command, he thought for a while and asked: "Leader, the small chariots have gone back to support the little saint. What should we do with the giant chariots now?"
This is a dilemma. Should we support the little saint or save the soldiers of Dali?
You know, the Dali soldiers are inside the barbarian camp, but they are besieged and cannot come out.
Gao Miao was also observing, his eyebrows furrowed tightly together.
He patted the city wall and said to Gao Sen: "No wait, I'm going to rush out."
"Zihe, wait a minute, what if the barbarians are a trap?" Hearing that Gao Miao was about to lead his troops to rush out, Gao Sen hurriedly stopped him.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Gao Miao's lips: "Zimu, the Hu people's base camp is already burning. Could it be that the Hu people set the fire themselves?"
"Zihe, haven't you seen that our main force of 30,000 soldiers and horses now has less than 10,000 left? Do you want these thousands of soldiers and horses to be sent into the mouths of the barbarians?" Gao Sen hugged Gao Miao, almost burst into tears.
Gao Lin also stopped Gao Miao at this time and tried to persuade him: "Zihe, the barbarians may have a plan to lure the enemy, so don't be careless."
"That's right, we only have this few soldiers and horses left, so we must be careful." Gao Sen was anxious and patiently persuaded.
"Okay, but you have to be prepared." Gao Miao had no choice but to beat the city wall with his hands and said helplessly.
Hearing this, Gao Sen and Gao Lin looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Dali's army was originally small, but now it has lost 70% of its troops, and it can no longer withstand the hardships.
On the mountain, the base camp of the security group.
Although Liu Xianhong was also on the mountain, he was always looking at the battlefield situation.
Seeing the Hu people abandoning the cavalry and small chariots of the security regiment, they attacked the hill one after another.
He trembled: "The barbarian's move is really vicious."
"General, the Hu people are attacking here with many soldiers and horses this time." The formation leader solemnly thought of himself and couldn't help but say.
Another formation leader, Chen Yu, looked at it carefully, gritted his teeth and said, "Good fellow, the Hu people sent out almost 20,000 troops this time."
At the foot of the mountain, the Hu people's base camp was burning with raging fire.
"All the giant chariots drove in to greet the Dali soldiers." Ran Liyuan thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said decisively.
Hearing this, Ran Bo opened his mouth so wide that he could barely close it. He could almost fit a duck egg into it.
He couldn't help but ask: "Leader, can't you let a giant chariot greet the Dali soldiers?"
"Zitao, you have a good idea, but there is only one giant spirit chariot. What do the Dali soldiers think?" Ran Liyuan shook his head, with a teasing smile on his lips.
Ran Bo thought for a while, licked his dry lips, swallowed hard and said: "Leader, send a giant spirit chariot to tell the Dali soldiers that the barbarian base camp is empty and they can come out. "
"Zitao, is one giant spirit chariot more effective, or a dozen giant spirit chariots?" Ran Liyuan did not answer, but continued to ask questions.
Ran Bo was still a little unconvinced: "Leader, the little saint needs the support of the giant chariot wherever he goes."
"I know this too." A faint smile appeared on Ran Liyuan's face, "Wouldn't it be better for us to call out the Dali soldiers to provide better support?"
"Leader of the regiment, send three Dali soldiers and the rest to support the little saint. This subordinate thinks it is the best of both worlds." Ran Bo still wanted to make a final effort.
"Zitao, how many troops and horses do Dali's soldiers have? How many troops and horses did they originally have?" A faint smile appeared on Ran Liyuan's face and he continued to ask.
Ran Bo thought for a while: "I heard that Dali used to have 30,000 soldiers and horses, but now there are only about 8,000 soldiers and horses left."
"There are only so few troops left. Think about it, when the Dali soldiers face the barbarians, will they be afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for three years?" Ran Liyuan put away his joking expression at this time and said solemnly .
After hearing this, Ran Bo fell into deep thought and murmured: "Are the soldiers of Dali Kingdom as brave as mice now?"
