Yang Gan waved his horse, and a large number of soldiers appeared from the bunkers on both sides. Some were holding bows, some were holding crossbows, and even some were holding javelins.
These soldiers with bows were aiming at some ordinary Ding Ling tribesmen, while those with crossbows were aiming at mounts, and everyone knew this before shooting people.
At close range, the most destructive weapon is the javelin. This requires the soldier holding the javelin to judge for himself which of the cavalry is leading the cavalry and kill first.
The moment they saw the ambush, the Ding Ling clan members immediately became confused. Their horses stampeded impatiently on the spot, obviously in a panic.
The leading old man was experienced in many battles when he was young, so he immediately made a choice and roared.
"Charge forward, kill the guy in front, charge~~~!"
After having the backbone, everyone immediately rushed towards Yang Qian.
When Yang Qian waved the horse spear twice in succession, the arrows and javelin tilted down as if they were free of charge.
A large number of Ding Ling people were shot, but bows and arrows were not bullets after all, and the kinetic energy was offset by the penetrating force. Many people had several feather arrows embedded in their bodies, and they were still riding on war horses, running desperately.
Yang Gan shook his head helplessly. In fact, not many Ding Ling tribe members were hit by arrows, because the archery skills in the army were mainly based on arrow formations and group attacks. The accuracy of individual archery skills was not very high.
Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Yang Gan clamped down on the rhino's belly and raised his horse. Suddenly, a cavalry team of about twenty people rushed towards the opposite side in a long snake formation.
The huge movement trampled the white snow into solid ice. Yang Qian tightened his hands, his expression was as usual, and the dozens of kilograms of horses were in his hands, as light as nothing.
Carrying a huge amount of power, he danced wildly towards the charging cavalry, and the leader of the old man widened his eyes.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he bent down to avoid it, but the Ding Ling man behind him was not so lucky, and his head was cut off by Yang Gan.
Yang Qian looked at the old man walking away in surprise, with a playful smile on his lips. It had been a long time since he met someone who could escape his arms, but it aroused his curiosity.
Ma Shan kept waving, and Yang Gan aimed at the head at first, but as the number of people increased, he began to let go, and a large number of broken limbs fell down.
Cao Wushuang, who was following Yang Gan, also gave full play to his powerful martial arts.
Holding a custom-made long hoe in his hand, he touched or scratched the cavalry's neck and head very accurately.
Every blow can kill someone. The dead cavalry is often hit in the vitals before they can react, and they run for a while before falling off their horses and falling to the ground.
The old man looked at the situation behind him. His eyes were bloodshot. Such an ambush caused the originally small number of cavalry to be reduced by one-third in an instant.
Only two-thirds of the people following him were left. These people were either frightened or had arrows stuck in their bodies. They were holding on to the reins with a desperate breath of survival.
When he saw the exit, the old man's red eyes showed a hint of joy. As long as he ran out from here and circled around, he could still return to the tribe.
He had just calculated that there were actually not many enemies. Logically speaking, bows and arrows alone could not kill so many of them, which also puzzled him.
"Hahaha, we ran away."
"Let's go back quickly. Something unexpected will happen to the clan leader. He must return to the clan and gather his tribe to take revenge."
"Yes, revenge~~~~!"
Suddenly, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly tightened the reins.
After the war horse was tightened, it trembled with fright. Some cavalrymen who didn't know why didn't see it and rushed over.
"Bang bang bang~~~~!"
The war horses were directly loaded onto the carriage hidden by the snow. Although a carriage was smashed into pieces, the cavalry was thrown away directly. Their heads hit the ground with a clicking sound, and they were unable to survive.
After being struck by more than a dozen cavalrymen, they finally reacted, turned their horses, and rushed towards where they came from.
"Everyone, don't be obsessed with fighting. Run one by one to bring the news here to the tribe and let everyone in the Ding Ling tribe know that the Central Plains people have invaded."
The old man said, let Yang do it
The color on his face changed slightly. There were only 500 people in total. It would be no problem to destroy one or two tribes.
But he understood that he really couldn't compete with all the Ding Ling people on Lake Baikal.
Yang Qian took a deep breath, raised his arms, and shouted, "There are dozens of Dingling tribes nearby. If the news here spreads, we will die without a burial place. I will wipe out everyone."
"No~~~!" the soldiers responded loudly.
The cavalry of the Ding Ling tribe was already in disarray, but they were not fooled, and they all picked up their bows and arrows to fight back.
It has to be said that the archery skills of the Ding Ling tribe are very good. They were able to hit the Xuanjia Army on their bumpy horses. Several arrows were even shot directly towards Yang Gan's head.
Yang Qian quickly raised his arm and blocked all the arrowheads after hearing two "dang-dang" sounds.
Yang Gan's cavalry team quickly changed formations, swapping heads and tails, using rhinos as sharp knives. At least for now, no war horses could withstand the impact of rhinos.
The entire long snake formation was like a razor, cutting down part of the Ding Ling tribe's cavalry. Many Ding Ling tribesmen fell off their horses, so there was no need to worry about it. As long as they were injured, they would hardly survive in such an environment.
Looking at the Ding Ling cavalry that was once again reduced in number, Yang Gan did not dare to chase too hard. After all, there was a rain of arrows from above. If he chased too fast, it would be difficult for the ambushed soldiers to perform well.
The cavalry of the Ding Ling tribe quickly passed through the ambush point, leaving behind corpses on the ground and wailing and neighing horses.
Yang Gan touched the blood stains on his faceplate, grabbed the reins and rushed out, holding the Ding Ling cavalry in a nonchalant manner.
At this time, the Ding Ling cavalry were already frightened. They wanted to survive and whipped their horses desperately. A large amount of hot air spurted out from the nostrils of the horses.
After running for more than a cup of tea, Yang Gan reached out and stopped the entire cavalry team. Cao Wushuang immediately urged, "Why don't you chase?"
Yang Gan shook his finger and explained, "We are about to enter the second ambush point ahead. There are rocks on it that can trip up the war horses. If we rush there, we will also damage the war horses."
In such an extreme environment, once a war horse is injured, it will inevitably lead to death. Even if it is not in such an environment, once the horse steps on a stumbling stone at high speed, it will definitely roll over.
Yang Gan slowly took out two whistle arrows and shot them into the sky quickly, and two sharp sounds were heard far away.
Fei Lian, who was waiting at the first intersection, had a look on his face. He grabbed his two halberds and struck them with each other. He shouted, "Soldiers, cheer up. The enemy is coming soon. I don't think we can ride more than two hundred people."
All the soldiers climbed out of the snow one after another, shaking off the snow from their bodies. Some even drank a few sips of the kumiss they carried with them to warm their hands and feet, which were about to freeze.
Some soldiers arrived quickly, and the bayonet quickly opened the curtains on the carriages, revealing the ferocious war machines inside.
Not long after, a group of cavalry came over with snow and fatigue. The leader was an old man. At this time, he still had an arrow stuck in his shoulder. If it weren't for his strong body and severe cold, he wouldn't be able to bear the blood. .
Fei Lian waved his halberds and shouted, "Your Majesty has an order, wipe them all out, shoot them hard."
A messenger stood on a high place nearby, waving the flag in his hand and commanding, "The place is two hundred steps away~~"
Suddenly he waved his flag and said, "Shoot~~~"
"Swish, swish, swish~~~~!"
A large number of arrowheads flew into the sky, turned a corner, and then fell rapidly downwards. When the cavalry entered 150 steps, they were directly covered by the full firepower of the feathered arrows.
The leader of the old man grunted, obviously hit by two more arrows. He took a deep breath and shouted to the surrounding tribesmen with all his strength.
"Everyone, rush over and spread the news here to all the tribes where the Ding Ling people belong."
The few young people didn't speak, and they held their breath tightly. Their eyes were full of hatred in addition to fear.
Three waves of arrows rained down, and the cavalrymen were turned upside down by the shots, but they had no other ideas. There were obviously far fewer carriages blocking the intersection here than in the previous one.
With Ding Ling's riding skills, he can easily cross it.
There was no snow on the car, so it was clear at a glance.
When the cavalry approached the 100-meter range, Fei Lian's innocent face revealed a bloodthirsty expression, and he waved to the soldiers behind the carriage.
Three specially-made bed crossbows that can flexibly rotate on the carriage reveal their ferocious faces.
Following Fei Lian's instructions, several soldiers raised a huge mallet and slammed it on the upward-facing trigger of the crossbow.
"Swish, swish, swish~~~~!"
Three two-meter long spears, as thick as a baby's arm, shot away at lightning speed. At such a close distance, they almost directly penetrated two or three cavalrymen.
Ding Ling, who was running desperately, suddenly felt cold all over his body. He had never seen such a ferocious war machine on the grassland.
Not only were the cavalry shot through, but the horses underneath them were also shot through. The blood-stained spears were thrust diagonally into the snow, which was terrifying.
After shooting the spear, the soldiers quickly cocked it and continued to perform three-stage output, as long as they hit the fastest one.
If you still can't hit within a range of tens of meters, then you don't need to be a bed crossbowman.
Unfortunately, this kind of vehicle-mounted bed crossbow has only been developed for a short period of time. In addition, it is not weak and the cocking is very slow.
When the last war horse fell down and died within ten meters of the crossbow, there was no longer any horse present that could stand up. .
When Fei Lian saw it, his face lit up, and he immediately ordered his soldiers to recover the arrowheads and spears. There was no place to supply supplies here, so anything that could be used must be recovered.
There were wailings all over the place, and the dead cavalry were left alone. Those who were seriously injured would be patched up by the Xuanjia Army, while those who were slightly injured would be tied up and bandaged.
When the soldiers were about to use the golden sore medicine, Fei Lian stopped them and strictly prohibited the use of any herbal medicine. He understood.
Your Majesty will never waste medicinal herbs on these people, and will even execute them directly, otherwise there will be more and more prisoners, and supplies will be a headache.
After picking up all the corpses and wounded, Fei Lian returned to the camp. He was excited. It was the first time he commanded an army to fight alone. Even if the number was small, it was an improvement.
