Facing Hu Qi, you have to be professional!

First, Zhang Liao had speed, a small whirlwind on the bed, five seconds at a time..., cough cough, the male silver like a big Han wind, Wang Hou's infantry couldn't catch up with him with two legs, and he easily caught up with him with four legs. Second, Zhang Liao had vision, and he glanced at the vital heart of the Wuhuan people at a glance.

Herd!

When in danger, the Wuhuan people could throw away tents, elderly people, or even women and children, and turned around and ran away without any hesitation, but they could not discard one thing, that was the herd of the tribe!

The Five Barbarians Invasion of China and the collapse of the Western Roman Empire occurred almost in the same era. One of the particularly important causes is that the weather suddenly became particularly cold. The nomadic peoples who originally lived in northern grasslands or forests could no longer withstand this severe cold and could not support enough tribal survival food. They had to go south to find food to make a living in waves of farming peoples!

The power of the ice age is just now obvious. These tribes that do not belong to the Wuhuan, the conquered people who did not belong to the Wuhuan tribe are unable to withstand it. So even if they pay hundreds or even thousands of losses, these three Wuhuan tribes will come to rob Wang Hou, because after robbing the food, they can starve two thousand people, three thousand people, and four thousand people to death less, so that their children can grow up again into soldiers who leap horses and control their strings.

But looting is to protect the present, but the livestock herds are the lifeline and future of the tribe! When there is no major ice age catastrophe, unless your surname is Boerjijin, you will lose the sheep tribe. No matter how noble the bloodline is, you can only become a horse bandit or surrender to other tribes as cannon fodder.

Now, when the various tribes have severely insufficient food and grass for winter, if they are really taken away by the Han army or killed all the sheep, the three tribes will have to starve to death!

What's more, there are also nobles sent by Qiu Juli, the Wuhuan royal clan, to command and supervise the battle in the camp!

With a hula, Wang Houdu was sweating heavily, tens of thousands of Wuhuan cavalrymen walked around in front of him in a circle, and then turned around and ran back to rescue his camp.

But even though the horse's hooves behind him were shocking, Zhang Liao didn't even look back, and he still focused on lowering his rifle, staring at the front of him.

I have to say that the nomadic peoples are brave and good at fighting and are not afraid of death, but the fatal flaw in the tribal character is that men are too lazy!

In the tribe, most of the livelihoods are done by women. The elderly have to help regardless of gender, regardless of gender. However, the middle-aged men will never extend their hands!

On the edge of the tribe, the extremely plastic ice and snow were about to fight, but they would rather squat there like a husky than dig a dog.

The woman built those short and unsolid fences in front of the iron cavalry and was no different from those made of paper. She even stepped on the running horse's hooves. In the tent, several fat men who were still baking fire, wearing new fur coats on the outside and silk cloth on the inside were covered with Han silk cloth. When they heard the horse's hooves vibrated, they just came out with a milk tea cup in surprise. When they saw countless cold rifles heading towards their heads.

Puchi...

Zhang Liao shook slightly at the long gun shot half a meter. In the cold weather, white hot steam came out from the hot blood, and suddenly splashed on the yellow totem of the deer's inner skin, and the totems applied with yellow paint were blurred.

Looking at the gorgeously dressed fat Wuhuan nobleman, covering his throat that had been torn apart, collapsed and kneeling on the ground, Zhang Liao's knife and axe were shattered, and the handsome face of an extremely tough guy couldn't help but feel contempt and a pleasure of hatred for no reason. The tip of the gun under his armpit was finely adjusted. Two or three seconds later, another Wuhuan woman who ran out of the tent was also suddenly scratched by Zhang Liao's gun blade. The crisp sound of her neck was cut off more than half, her head was crooked into a strange posture, and her expression collapsed on the ground with fear and pain.

Zhang Liao was definitely not a Western knight. He and his command were the real Bingzhou wolf cavalry. Not only was he strong in combat, but he was also cruel and ruthless with no mercy. Thousands of cavalry rushed by, and the camps of the three tribes seemed to be run over by a large truck. The felt bags collapsed, the fences collapsed, and they passed by, regardless of gender, age or young! The corpse was stabbed down by a cavalry and trampled to death by a horse's hooves. He painted a layer of bloody red color on the white snow.

After drawing a circle, passing through the camp, and even stabbed dozens of livestock that were at the end of the camp, the wolves that were sweating profusely, Zhang Liao slowed down his horse and turned around.

On the slender and sharp sunshine green steel gun tip, drops of blood fell into the snow. Bingzhou wolf riders also emitted steaming white hot mist, and horses also emit steaming white hot mist. The murderous aura was filled with murderous ferocity and hideousness, and their eyes were really looking forward like a wolf.

Stepping on the stirrups and carrying the horse's reins, looking at the nomadic riding formation that had gathered behind him, more than ten times as much as his clouds, slightly shook the blood drops on the gun. Suddenly, Zhang Liao shook the horse's reins again, and his voice roared like thunder.

"Kill! Drive!"

Amid the rumbling horse's hooves, once again, the scarlet killing machine roared out.

Although they were indifferent, the Wuhuan people were not without emotions. The bloody massacre of their camps had already aroused their anger. Facing the charge wolf cavalry, a hustle and covered the sky with feather arrows shot overwhelmingly like Guilin Feiniao.

Crackling...

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He was in a false alarm and almost had kidney deficiency, and Wang Hou climbed back from outside the city to his frozen snow wall. Now Zhang Liao is not the only benefit of his subordinates, and he is not so distressed to see his losses.

With so many armors cancelled, the protection is definitely not as tight as before. Under such dense rain of arrows, damage is inevitable. In the telescope, under the colorful rain of arrows, the warriors of the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry screamed and fell from the horse.

But this is the tactic of the Han army in this era. Let your arrows fall like rain. I run forward with passion. Yes, the Han people who farm on the archery are never the opponents of nomads riding horses and grazing rabbits. But don’t let me rush to you, even if half of them are killed or injured in the rain of arrows, as long as you get close, I will fight you to death!

Since the magnificent Han-Hungary War, the children of the three Central Plains cavalry counties who drank the Yellow River water were so passionate that they charged forward against the overwhelming rain of Huns arrows. It is still the case today, and this era is still the case, so that the Hu people during the Five Barbarians invaded China followed this tactic of cavalry.

The effect was also remarkable. When more than 900 Bingzhou wolf cavalry came to the Wuhuan formation, they were like a hot knife that cut into butter, and they were divided with the flow! The sharp and slender gun blades were invincible. The nomadic cavalry that blocked the way was really rushed to the ground. The short battle axe, nomadic picorax, was stabbed and passed through.

Especially Zhang Liao, Wang Hou saw him roaring in the telescope, and no one was even his enemy. At the center of the Wuhuan Army, an old man with a small braid on his forehead was roaring and commanding with all his might. Zhang Wenyuan had already come to him, and his slender gun blade passed by his neck, and his big head hovered up.

No wonder the Wuhuan Xianbei people were willing to combed their braids, and their heads were easy to lift! Qingshu took the head with an unbelievable and horrified look and tied it to the horse's neck, and grabbed the gun under his armpit and held it in his hand again. Once again, Zhang Liao shouted and rushed forward. Along the way, he saw his Wulong mount with a head hanging on his head, and the Wuhuan children were afraid to avoid it. No one dared to have the courage to fight him again.

After a moment, the vast cavalry formation was killed by him.

"This is the wolf rider?"

Although the armor has been reduced, we have to admit that this cavalry is more fierce and fearless than when he is under his command. When he put down his telescope, Wang Hou couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and shook his head heavily.

After a while, Wang Hou suddenly turned his head and roared.

"Zhuge Fugui, blowing the military trumpet, and the entire army attacked, and those reserve soldiers were included. Let me tell you that you will behead the first level and give you a double reward, and the entire army will attack!"

"I will obey the order!"
Chapter completed!