This is the Hu tribe’s tactic!
Use wolves to eliminate the threat of the opponent's cavalry, then force the opponent to form a defensive square, and then attack with cavalry.
Without giving Liu Mo time to think, the light cavalry troops of the Hu tribe rushed forward with the unique scimitars of the Hu tribe. And beside them, bloodthirsty war wolves hoarsely grinned, trying to tear all the Daxia people into pieces.
The Hu people who grew up on horseback are all natural cavalry, and their riding skills are better than any Daxia soldiers. Moreover, each of them is proficient in one combat ability: mounted shooting!
The Hu warriors on horseback set up bows and shot arrows. Bows and arrows hailed at the Daxia soldiers like hailstones, hundreds of branches, thousands of branches, countless in an instant.
They bounce off armor or find exposed flesh. Liu Mo raised his shield and hid underneath.
"The fighting ability of the Hu people is so damn strong!" Zhu Min couldn't help but sigh.
Liu Mo also had this idea. From the beginning of this battle, his side had been suppressed and had no power to fight back.
Burst after burst of arrow rain ruthlessly harvested the lives of Daxia soldiers.
In less than a moment, the troops following Liu Mo lost nearly a thousand more.
On Glowing Daxia's side, not a single Hu warrior was killed!
The fighting continued, and after several rounds of cavalry archer attacks, the Hu cavalry launched a frontal charge.
"Everyone, get up and fill your position!" Zhu Min yelled, "Hold your spear high and face the enemy!"
Liu Mo ran to the front row, raised his arms and shouted, "Great Xia is mighty!"
The Daxia soldiers mustered up their courage, stepped on the corpses of their comrades, formed a phalanx of spears, and charged forward!
However, the riding skills of the Hu warriors are simply unbelievable.
Facing the large row of spears, most of the horses of the Hu warriors stopped sprinting at the last moment and dodged away.
And some just jumped across the square formation and landed in the Daxia formation.
In an instant, Daxia was in chaos, and Daxia's shield wall also collapsed at the same time!
"Kill!" Zhu Min picked up the ax and slashed wildly.
At this time, the Hu tribe rushed in before the cracks in Daxia's shield wall could be closed, followed closely by their wolf warriors.
The battle soon turned into chaos, and it could even be said to be a massacre of the Hu tribe!
Liu Mo caught a glimpse of his attendants falling to the ground and dying. A young Daxia soldier was split open in the face by a Hu tribe's scimitar. Another Hu tribe's horse kicked off a tall Daxia soldier's horse. rib cage.
Except for Liu Mo, Zhu Min and other generals with strong martial arts skills, the other Daxia soldiers could offer minimal resistance!
"Where are the others? Where are our allies?" Zhu Min shouted while swinging his axe.
Liu Mo also found it strange that Liang Ding and other allies had remained stationary until now.
"They... used my Daxia soldiers as bait!" Liu Mo thought to himself.
At this moment, a shower of arrows fell on their heads. He was not sure where it came from. In short, he treated Daxia soldiers and Hu soldiers equally.
"Damn it, are you going to kill us too?" Zhu Min yelled.
Liu Mo turned his head and saw that a Hu light cavalry foolishly rushed towards Zhu Min. As a result, Zhu Min swung his battle ax and hit him in the chest, penetrating the armor, leather, muscles and lungs, killing him instantly.
The ax blade was stuck in the opponent's chest, but Zhu Min did not stop and directly used the battle ax in his left hand to split the other enemy's shield in half, while the corpse in his right hand bounced limply with the horse.
Finally, the dead body fell to the ground, and Zhu Min raised his two axes high, clashed with each other, and let out a frightening cry.
At this time, he himself rushed into the enemy formation, and the battlefield instantly shrank to a few feet around him.
A Hu light cavalryman slashed at his face with a scimitar. He waved his long sword and blocked the scimitar.
The swords clashed and made a loud noise.
In one-on-one situations, Liu Mo has been able to fight for more than ten rounds with a master like Yang Yizhi.
How could the Hu's light cavalry defeat him?
This blow was so powerful that the Hu light cavalry fell off his horse.
Liu Mo roared angrily, took a step forward, thrust his sword down, and pierced the throat of the Hu light cavalry!
When he turned around, he saw that Zhao Da was surrounded by three enemy soldiers, but he cut off the first scimitar that came towards him, and hit another person in the face with a backhand sword.
A Hu cavalryman ran past him on horseback and lay limply on the horse's neck. A spear was inserted into his belly and came out from behind, although the man was hopeless.
Seeing this, Liu Mo, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled the body of the Hu cavalry off the horse, then turned over and rode up.
Then, Liu Mo galloped his horse across the battlefield, unleashing slaughter with one sword after another.
The fever of fighting makes time blur, slow down, and finally come to a standstill. The past and the future disappear together, leaving only this situation, this moment, and the fear, thoughts, and even the body no longer exist.
"You can't feel the pain of the wound, the heaviness of the armor, or the sweat flowing into your eyes. In fact, you no longer feel, no longer think, and are no longer yourself.
There is only fighting, only opponents, one, and the next, and the next. They are tired and scared, but you are full of energy. Even though death is around you, why are you afraid of their slow swords, dancing and singing, laughing loudly. "
At this moment, a Hu cavalry galloped towards him, waving a scimitar above his head.
Liu Mo was not distracted, and the two horses collided with each other. The tip of the scimitar penetrated the weak metal protection of the right elbow joint, and a burst of severe pain suddenly exploded.
He reached out and drew his sword to stab the opponent, but the scimitar was faster than him and was already rushing towards him. There was a sickening crash and he fell from his horse.
At this time, Liu Mo only felt his hands were numb and his vision was blurred.
"Go to hell, you bastard!" the Hu cavalry roared.
"It's you who deserve to die!" Zhu Min arrived in time and split the head of the Hu cavalry with an axe.
"Brother Xian, are you okay?"
Liu Mo staggered up and bumped into Zhu Min's chest.
"Retreat quickly, quickly!" Liu Mo squeezed out a few words from his mouth with difficulty.
"Retreat? No, no need!" Zhu Min told him, "Look over there! They finally moved out!"
Liu Mo turned around and saw that Liang Ding sent the Chinese army to support the forward, and a large number of heavy cavalry forced the Hu army back to the hills. The two armies were fighting to the death on the gentle slope.
There was another rain of arrows falling from the air. The heavy cavalry had thick armor and completely ignored this wave of attacks. However, the Hu tribe's light cavalry was different.
Not far away, all the troops assembled by Liang Ding rushed out and rushed towards the enemy.
Liu Mo watched Liang Ding galloping past, surrounded by 5,000 heavily armored knights. The sun shone on the tips of the spears, and the remaining troops of the Hu tribe completely collapsed under the impact.
"Treat us as cannon fodder..." Liu Mo sneered, "Your kindness is over!"
