The scale of the fighting gradually increased, with lightly armored or unarmored Tibetan soldiers constantly joining in.

Standing on the mountainside, Oritsugu Yu could see the starting position of the Khitan people on the opposite side in the distance.

Their cavalry were crowded together, numbering in the thousands, and it seemed that many soldiers from the vassal tribes had joined them.

The cavalry at the front had spread far apart and began to sprint hard. The middle part was still slowly increasing speed, while the knights huddled together at the back were noisy and kept urging the people in front to make room.

"Dong dong——" the drum beat.

Oritsugu Yu descended to the gentle part of the hill.

Groups of cavalry soldiers have begun to form a formation.

The horse kept snoring, and the knight pulled the reins and controlled it carefully.

"In the battle at Yuyi Town, the Khitans were nothing more than this. Today the thieves actually invited a fight, so let's teach them a lesson." Oritsugu Yu said to the generals who came to listen to the order: "Your Highness is about to do something big. If you all fight to the death,

If you make great achievements, it will be easier than before to win the favor of his old man. On the other hand, if you make a mess, it will be difficult to turn around."

The generals called for battle one after another: "Envoy, please give the order."

"Okay, in today's battle, we promise victory but no defeat. Anyone who dares to look back will die! Everyone returns to their respective camps and obeys orders." Oretsugu said loudly.

The generals immediately galloped back to their respective camps.

"Dong dong..." The second tom sound sounded.

As if they understand the military orders, the horses gently scratch the ground with their hooves. Some of the impatient horses even want to jump forward, but are held back by the knights.

The war horses sometimes take two steps forward, and sometimes take two steps back, but generally maintain their formation - they are trained war horses, not the kind of barbaric horses that don't understand anything, nor can any horse be used as a war horse.

The third tom sounded.

"Advance slowly!" the military commanded, and the cavalrymen jogged downhill one by one.

At the foot of the mountain is a large expanse of barren meadow. The grass is withered and yellow and has grown very tall. After the cavalry from both sides poured in, almost only the area above the shoulders was visible.

"Those who dare to look back will die!" the officer leading the charge shouted.

"Those who dare to look back will die!" everyone echoed in unison.

And this was also a signal. The horse speed began to slowly increase, and the sergeants took out their long and short weapons and got ready for battle.

Yelu Laogu gave the order to speed up almost at the same time.

He was defeated from Ruyuan and today he no longer dares to retreat. He can only fight hard and survive in death.

The tall dead grass fell down under the powerful impact of the war horses.

Within a hundred steps, dense arrows flew to both sides at the same time.

This time alone, the Khitans suffered a big loss because they had too little iron armor.

"Boom!" The two torrents collided.

Looking from the high slope, Oritsugu Yu could clearly see the entire battlefield situation.

The cavalrymen who passed by fell down in large areas.

At this moment, no matter you are brave or cowardly, no matter you are a newcomer or a veteran, under the intensive confrontation of war horses, you can only leave your fate to God. You can't even hide, you can only use your body to carry the opponent to greet them.

weapons.

The auxiliary soldiers gathered at the foot of the mountain.

One group of people were on guard with long guns and rifles, and another group of people stepped forward and waited quietly.

After a while, a large group of empty-running horses emerged from the decaying grass.

The sergeants swarmed forward, blocking their way and gathering their horses.

Needless to say, every empty horse means a lost life.

"Dong dong..." Another war drum beat.

The auxiliary soldiers who were gathering their horses had different expressions.

The newcomers were confused and didn't know what was going on.

After staying for two years, the envoy knew that he had sent in a large group of cavalry.

Only the experienced old man comforted everyone: "There are fewer empty horses running over, which means that the Khitan people have turned and returned in defeat. The military envoy has sent people to pursue them."

The result on the battlefield was just as the veterans said.

In just one charge, the Khitan cavalry suffered a big loss. Except for the first wave of high-speed hedging, there was not much difference with or without armor. When they entered the low-speed close-quarters combat stage where men and horses were mixed, there was a huge gap in equipment and martial arts.

It's reflected.

If the Khitans chose the wrong tactics, they would have to bear the consequences.

Thousands of riders were rolled back and pushed back.

The cavalry soldiers shouted loudly. They waved their swords and chased behind them, killing them wantonly.

Seeing the enemy running further and further away, some people simply put their weapons back into their sheaths and took out their riding bows to shoot.

The wave of galloping war horses gradually spread to the opposite hill.

The flag on the hill was waved, and he jumped back first, not wanting to fight.

The herdsmen of the vassal tribe who were fighting on the flanks lost their fighting spirit when they saw their own banner retreating, and fled in disarray.

The chase lasted until nightfall.

The results of the battle were mainly obtained by the Tibetan Qingqi.

They rode back talking and laughing, and many of them had heads hanging under their saddles.

In contrast, the cavalry soldiers who returned to camp did not gain much, because they could not catch up with the enemy. However, when the Tibetan people saw it, they stood aside and treated them respectfully.

Oritsugu Yu was still standing on the hillside with a smile on his face.

If you don't want to fight, I'll force you to fight.

Tomorrow we will go plunder in the wild. There must be tribes fleeing nearby, just in time to obtain key supplies.

Later I will drive into the flat pine forest, will you come?

There is no doubt that he is very courageous. He never thought that if he encountered the main force of the Khitan and attacked and surrounded them with several times the number of light cavalry, he would still be able to escape unscathed.

Maybe he had thought about it, but it didn't matter. He felt that he could continue teasing until the main force of the Khitan brigade arrived, and it would not be too late to retreat.
Chapter completed!