Realm of Power

The cold wind burst, and in this April weather, fighting continued all day long on the edge of the grassland near the northern cold land. It was like a storm gathering smoke and dust. Under the eyes of everyone, the grassland people seemed to have the advantage on the battlefield. The huge crescent formed by the prairie cavalry suddenly began to break from the front. The prairie cavalry have the habit of wrapping the reins around their hands before launching an attack. This can ensure that they will not be thrown out by the horse during the attack. In the case of injury, they can also lie down on the horse and let the horse support them. Quickly leave the scene, and at this moment, this habit can be regarded as killing them

The war horses tumbling forward one by one directly pulled these prairie cavalry into the ground together, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The prairie cavalry looked shocked as they saw themselves being thrown away by their beloved horses, but more cavalry were not so lucky. The changes only lasted for a short second, and their bodies, let alone jumping up, did not even have the most basic reaction. The horse and the horse fell to the ground together, and the sound of broken leg bones was horrifying. The screams of the cavalry came one after another, the men fell on their backs, and the smoke billowed.

The unclear situation did not attract the attention of the prairie cavalry behind them who were seizing the flag. Most of them only saw the smoke and dust in front of them, and looked at the rolling horses. The first thing they thought of was not that there was an ambush in front, but that there were cold people in front. A big shot, because the giant bear flag is so obvious that it pierces into the eyes like a weathervane.

"Come on, crush them and seize the leader of Giant Bear Mountain"

The eyes of the prairie cavalry were bloodshot with excitement. They just stared at the giant bear flag fluttering in the wind in front of them. They wished they could step over and grab the leader of the cold people under the flag in their hands. The battle situation was so obvious. Under the impact of the cavalry, The cold people have already collapsed, what else is there to doubt?

At this moment, whoever can seize the leader of the cold people will be rewarded with a thousand gold and the position of captain of a thousand. How can the prairie cavalry not be tempted? Everything is right in front of them, even if they are mountains of swords and seas of fire, they have to rush through it. That's it, those people in front of me shouting stop The people below simply have bad intentions. The shouts from the front have been directly ignored by the prairie cavalry behind them. When the front cavalry are reining in their horses, the prairie cavalry behind are already rushing forward like moths to the flame, riding faster and faster. Afraid of falling behind others

"Go to hell!" Atua, the prairie cavalryman, could already clearly see the face of the leader of the cold land in front of him. He raised the scimitar in his hand, waiting for the moment it flew by to chop down the man who was looking at him coldly. The head of his own leader of the cold land people. With this head, he can get a bounty, get ten good horses, and marry the girl he likes home.

"Boom"

The charging horse seemed to have hit an invisible wall. It let out a tragic neigh and fell to the ground without any warning.

Atua had a look of astonishment on his face, and was pressed down by the horse due to the inertia.

It felt like there was a huge devil underground, trying hard to pull the horses and people down to the ground. Atua's wails and screams were drowned in the sound of horse hooves as dense as drums. Atua's legs were pressed under the war horse, and the hands wrapped around the horse's reins revealed even more bones.

Atua felt that his soul no longer belonged to him, his ears were ringing, and his eyes were blurry. When his vision became clearer, he saw the leader of the cold people again. The early morning light shone on him. Behind this majestic leader of the cold people, there are countless white giant beasts covered with metal armor. On their heads is a bridle made of iron chains, thick and long. The canine fangs and the front ends of the four claws are actually sharp metal thorns. Each of these giant beasts is nearly two meters high and more than three meters long. It looks like a mountain. Like a mountain, the red eyes of those giant beasts were staring at me. There was saliva flowing between the teeth. The long red tongue was full of fleshy barbs. It was obvious that he and the food were the same.

"The giant bear of the North!" This was the last thought that flashed through Atua's mind. His eyes were blurred by a blood-red color. His body was severely crushed by another tumbling and fallen war horse, and his body was directly hit. It was broken into two pieces. At this moment, Atua was even a little lucky. It was much better to die like this and be eaten alive. Even if so many people died, these giant beasts might not be able to finish the meal even if they vomited!

Zhaguo Temu stood on his horse, his armor-clad fingers holding the riding whip tightly, his joints pale from the excessive force. His eyes were also bloodshot, and his teeth were biting on his lips.

The situation changed too quickly, and it filled him with a feeling of being insulted.

He was the majestic king of the grassland, but he was deceived by the cold people. When did the cold people start to learn to use strategies? It’s a joke. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, Zhaguo Tiemu would have sneered at this possibility. It’s absolutely impossible. In an environment like the cold region, the significance of military formations is not great at all. In order to save energy as much as possible, the people of the cold region Confrontations are often swift and short-lived , there will never be a situation where tens of thousands of armies confront each other for a long time. Under normal circumstances, the full impact of 60,000 royal court cavalry is enough to plunge more than twice the number of cold people into chaos, and finally they are killed by the cavalry group. , beheading 10,000 people is nothing unusual.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The attack of the prairie cavalry easily defeated the outer perimeter of the Coldlanders. Under the cover of the army, the Coldlanders ran and scattered. There was no trace of premeditation at all. Zhaguo Tiemu did not know that Han Local people start hunting with their tribesmen at the age of six. The first one needs to learn The first thing you know is to escape. The second thing you need to learn is how to make your escape look realistic. Otherwise, those cunning snowfield beasts will not be fooled, let alone follow them and fall into the designed trap. This kind of escape is so realistic. The extreme escape eventually led Zhaguo Tiemu to make a wrong judgment.

"Order the entire army to withdraw!"

Zhaguo Tiemu took a deep breath with an ugly face. This order was still a little late. From just now to now, even if it can be passed to the front now, the damage will be irreparable, but this is the only thing he can do now. Yes, who would have thought that the cold people would dare to take such a risk and boldly let the royal cavalry go? The impact was just to lead the Royal Court Cavalry into the trap behind. At least half of the 60,000 Royal Court Cavalry were trapped in the siege of the Coldlanders and were struggling to break out. Even if no order was given, the result would not be There are too many changes. What Zhaguo Tiemu cares about is the impact of this battle on the prestige of the royal court.

Ever since the Royal Court abandoned Yanzhou and returned to the Northern Grassland, Zhaguo Tiemu has been working hard to restore the Royal Court's prestige and forcibly gather all the ministries in winter in order to regain people's hearts. The cold land people going south in winter is exactly what he sees. An excellent opportunity. In the end, the prestige of the royal court still needs to be defeated with a sword. With Nan Compared with the various forces competing for supremacy, it is obviously much simpler to just defeat the cold people from the north. However, I did not expect that in this battle that was bound to win, I would make such a simple mistake because of greed. He advanced so rashly that he was trapped by a large army, but even so, it doesn’t matter. There is no way to avoid death in a war.

Under the military order of the royal court, even if they die, they must move forward. Their life and death should be controlled by King Khan's thoughts.

"Woo!" The horn sound representing the retreat, tearing the sky, sounded from the prairie army. Compared with the high-spirited attack at the beginning, it was obviously a bit more desolate. The prairie cavalry who heard the horn sound began to respond. Withdrew, but more cavalry were already surrounded by the Coldlanders, charging left and right, their horses neighing, and the two armies were completely mixed. In the chaos, the cavalry rolled from their horses to the ground. The scimitar of the prairie cavalry slashed into the body of the cold man, and blood spattered from the body of the prairie cavalry. Just like now, Zhaguo Tiemu looked at it with a livid expression. , the cold people used an extremely terrifying tacit understanding, and the situation of chaotic escape just now turned into a siege and killing of their own cavalry.

The people who had dispersed just now were surrounding the fallen prairie cavalry. The decelerating prairie cavalry suddenly looked like insects caught in a spider web.

"Everyone, rush out with me!"

A general from the royal court shouted loudly, but his figure on horseback was a natural target for the cold people who were surrounding him. The superior physical strength of the cold people who hunted all year round made him feel like a target. Turning a simple spear into an armor-piercing weapon, even giant beasts in the snow can be pierced, let alone the grassland. The man was wearing armor, and before the shouts of the royal court general could be heard, a roaring spear was projected, and it pierced into his body like a skewer, with a powerful and heavy impact. He was so powerful that he even knocked General Wang Ting off his horse. The blood-stained spearhead came out from behind and was nailed to the ground.

"Boom, boom," the thunderbolts rushed, and a white line began to press towards the battle line. In order to respond to the retreating prairie cavalry, Zhaguo Tiemu sent out his Wang Ting Guards, and rows of Wang Ting Guards with long white manes above their heads began to move forward. , the horse's hooves roared like thunder, and while running, a loud shout was made, "Hand up the bow!"

"Brushing" Wang Tingwei's prairie compound bow, and uniformly began to lift it towards the sky. The cold metal arrows looked a bit colder in the sun, half red and half white when illuminated by the light, like the two sides of life and death.

"Asshole, what does the other party want to do? Doesn't he even want to do it?" Bai Kujiaye gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Tingwei's bow string. His fingers tightened. It was a melee now, and the other party was actually preparing to launch an arrow rain attack. , this is a one-size-fits-all approach that makes no distinction between ourselves and the enemy.

The other cold tribe leaders' faces also changed color when they looked at the rushing white line.

, White Feather Royal Guards, the most elite cavalry who have been in charge of the Prairie Royal Court for two hundred years. Even in this era of decline of the Royal Court, their combat power is still astonishing. In the several battles with the grassland people in the history of the cold land, the cold land people have already learned from the Wang Tingwei. The fierceness of the arrow rain and the arrow rain tactics of the prairie cavalry once traversed the earth, and countless Humans can reach it. The so-called long bow and fast horse also have a long bow in front. The terrifying heavy rain of arrows is a nightmare for any infantry unit, especially the shooting frequency of the grassland bow is extremely fast. In just ten seconds, it may Even the three or four rounds of rounds of shooting, even the thick-skinned and thick-skinned people from the cold area, still paid heavy losses for this.

"What should I do, sir?"

The other leaders of the cold people looked at Baiku Jaye. The prairie cavalry had been entangled by them. The prairie people who had lost the impact of their horses looked like prey that had fallen into a trap. Harvesting these prey happily, the injured horses are the second most important thing that worries them. The weapons and equipment on these prairie cavalry, looking at the fine scale-like armor on the prairie people who are still struggling to break through, are so smooth and bright that it is dizzying. The eyes of the people in the cold land are all red, looking at the cold and sharp weapons, it is just With just a few strokes, you can cut off the wooden stick in the hands of the people in the cold area. The eyes of the people in the cold area are all bright.

They urgently need these things. Coldland people are born warriors. As long as they are given a wooden stick, they can become a warrior. If they can hold such weapons, coldland people will naturally dare to fight with the gods. What a good thing. , even the armors worn by the cold land people and the weapons in their hands are not so exquisite.

It is said that there is also a shortage of iron on the grassland, but these grassland people really can't feel the lack of iron. On the contrary, the sophistication of the weapons and equipment on these grassland cavalry far exceeded their expectations. Such good things, It's just one step away from getting it. It only takes a few more rounds of javelin to get it. Are we just watching helplessly now, these things that have already been obtained slip away again?

Damn it, how can this work?

The people in the cold area did not know that during the two marches of the grassland people, most of the weapons and equipment came from Central Asia. They regarded these weapons as being of the level of the grassland people, so they invisibly improved the forging skills of the grassland people by several degrees. Level, facing such grassland people, the cold people are no longer satisfied with simple weapons such as wooden sticks and spikes.

One hundred meters, eighty meters

The white line is getting closer

The bowstring has been stretched to its limit,

That depressing feeling also began to make the cold people feel that danger was approaching. They saw Wang Tingwei with red eyes, an arrow in his mouth, and his right hand skillfully released the bow string at an extremely fast speed, snap, snap, snap. , that is, shooting three times in a row in front, almost on the first arrow Within a second of being in the air, the second round of arrows was shot out again like rain covering the ground, and then the third round of arrows flew out. In just a few seconds, the three rounds of arrows were already flying into the sky. So many arrows were flying into the sky. The cluster of arrows is like a black line stretching from left to right, forming a large curtain that blocks the sky and the sun. It's so dense that even the sunlight is blocked, and it even makes people feel as if the sky has become dark.

Looking at the sky covered by arrows, Bai Kujaye roared unwillingly, "Collect the whole army!"