On the way Yan Liqiang returned to Fengbianzhai with his men, you could see the bodies of the Shatu people who were chased and killed on the road.

Following Yan Liqiang's cavalry, they were all excited and their morale was bursting. They kept putting away the ownerless zing dragon horses along the way as spoils, leading the empty horses one by one, and following Yan Liqiang back to Fengbian Village.

Along the way, the cavalrymen at Baishi Pass were quietly looking at Yan Liqiang's 500 guards, with their eyes full of amazement. Many of the veterans of these cavalrymen in Baishi Pass thought that the cavalrymen that Yan Liqiang led by him were too young, and it was hard to say whether they could fight on the battlefield. After the fight this time, the performance of the 500 archers and cavalrymen around Yan Liqiang shocked all the cavalrymen at Baishi Pass.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, the 500 archers around Yan Liqiang had the most outstanding record, killing the most Shatu cavalry, but from the beginning to the end, the 500 archers were not dead, only a few were slightly injured. Those slightly injured were injured when the two sides first started fighting, but they were not fatal, at least they could still ride on horseback. Then, after the archers of the Shatu were killed by several rounds of volleys, no one of the more than 500 archers was injured again, because the Shatu cavalry could not even stand their side, let alone cut them.

I remember that when a Shatu cavalry broke through, it rushed to the nearest 30 meters away from the 500 archers. But in a blink of an eye, the Shatu cavalry turned into a hedgehog and could no longer go further.

It is a miracle that one person has not been hurt after such a battle.

Wang Naiwu looked at Yan Liqiang's 500 archers and cavalrymen, his eyes were hot and shocked. As a battalion general, Wang Naiwu's vision was naturally wider than that of ordinary soldiers, but even so, Wang Naiwu never expected that on the battlefield, when the archers and cavalrymen were concentrated together to use them together, they would have such great power. When Yan Liqiang's 500 archers and cavalrymen were fighting against the enemy, they were already quite organized and integrated, and they were completely different from the tactics and tactics of ordinary cavalry fighting. This brought a huge impact to Wang Naiwu.

If I could lead a battalion of such people...

This idea flashed through Wang Naiwu's head. Wang Naiwu then glanced at Yan Liqiang's 500 archers and cavalrymen, all of which were wrapped in silk and wood carved paint on the saddle, shattering the idea in his mind, and sighed secretly. Such archers are too luxurious. In Wang Naiwu's view, in the whole northwest, only Yan Liqiang, who had made a fortune every day, could equip his subordinates with such luxurious and expensive equipment.

Let’s not talk about how difficult it is to train a qualified archer, just talk about the 500 rhinoceros dragon horses under the crotch of the 500 archers and the 500 hard guys. These two things combined together are enough to discourage many people. Even the rhinoceros dragon horses are not even said to be. After all, in Ganzhou, there is a military horse farm in Ganzhou, and it is close to the Gulang grassland. The rhinoceros dragon horses in the northwest are famous in the Han Empire and not rare. However, qualified combat bows have always been the most scarce and expensive equipment in the Han Empire's army. The entire craftsmanship system under the Governor of Ganzhou Palace can produce about a thousand qualified combat bows in a year. If these combat bows are distributed, even fewer qualified combat bows fall into the hands of each state and army every year.

Moreover, these qualified combat bows will still suffer after being assigned to the army. No matter how well you maintain it, a combat bow will be taken into the army, ranging from two years to five years, and its service life will be almost the same. Daily training and natural moisture and heat will gradually make these qualified combat bows gradually lose their power and be eliminated, so the combat bows on the army can not accumulate more and more.

Of course, there are also cheap bows. For example, the bow made of bamboo slices is very cheap and can be very large in quantity. However, such bows are a joke on the battlefield. They can't even shoot leather armor outside 50 steps, and they will loosen after using them in a few months. Except for those from the White Lotus Sect who will use them to make up the number of people to scare people, it seems that only some natives in the southern mountains are using them.

When Yan Liqiang led these cavalry to Fengbianzhai, the battle at Fengbianzhai was also over. The most corpses left on the ground outside the village were the scattered bodies of Shatu people.

The Shatu cavalry who just left here didn't expect that the battle in the distance would end so quickly. As soon as the Shatu cavalry fled there, the morale here fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant. They also wanted to escape, but they were entangled by the Han people in Fengbian Village. After a while, when Tieyunshan brought people to kill him and was attacked from both sides, failure became inevitable. Except for more than a dozen people running away, the others turned into corpses.

"Peng Chaohan has seen the Supervisor..." Yan Liqiang's feet just landed on the ground. Tieyunshan was already wearing an ordinary civilian uniform with thick eyebrows. It seemed that a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties came to Yan Liqiang to worship him.

"Sir, Peng Chaohan is the leader of the Han people in Fengbian Village, and he is also the leader of the village!" Tie Yunshan explained on the side.

Yan Liqiang glanced at the man. The man's eyes were red, his face was sad, he had several injuries on his body, and a blood-stained sword hung on his waist. There were four or five hundred young and strong Fengbian Village holding various weapons around him, all looking at this place silently. The fire inside and outside Fengbian Village had not been completely extinguished at this time. On the ground outside the village, in addition to the corpses of Shatu people, there were also many Han people wearing ordinary civil uniforms. Many old people and women from Fengbian Village were holding the corpses and crying, shouting the names of those who fell down. The scene was filled with sorrow. Seeing this scene, Yan Liqiang could only sigh in his heart. The Shatu people who were invading had basically been eliminated, but the damage caused to the village by the Shatu people will not disappear with their deaths.

"How many people are there in Fengbian Village now?" Yan Liqiang asked straightforwardly. Now is not a busy time to comfort people. As Qi Yun's supervisor, he must make decisions and deal with them as soon as possible to minimize the losses here. At the same time, he must feel the greatest pain for those Shatu people. The rest are nonsense.

"There were more than 2,300 people before, but now there are less than 2,000 people in Fengbian Village!" Peng Chaohan replied with grief in his grief.

Yan Liqiang pointed to the burning and damaged village walls and said firmly, "You can't stay here anymore. If you stay here, the Shatu people will come again next time. We will come a little later. None of the people in your village can survive. You immediately organize the staff in the village to evacuate and return to Baishi Pass..."

Peng Chaohan also looked back at the scene behind him, knowing that he really couldn't stay here anymore. The Shatu people were determined to pull out Fengbianzhai. If they stayed there, it would be as Yan Liqiang said. No matter how unexpected it was, even the defenders of Baishi Pass could not save them. He turned his head, gritted his teeth, and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Yes, it's all up to the Lord's order, I'll arrange people to leave now..."

"Let the sergeant who was injured and unable to fight just now leave with them!" Yan Liqiang looked at Tieyun Mountain.

"Yes!" Tie Yunshan's face was serious.

"How far is the Tuli Ministry from here?"

"The Tuli Ministry's big tent is a hundred miles away!"

Yan Liqiang's eyes were filled with his eyes, and then his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He directly ordered, "Everyone got on the horse, let's go flatten Tuli's troops and cut off Tuli's head..."

"Sir, we are going to go too to avenge the people in the village!" Peng Chaohan clenched his fists and looked straight at Yan Liqiang.

"You left two hundred young and strong men to escort the people in the village to Baishi Pass. Others who dared to fight, please ride on the Rhino Horse and follow me!" Yan Liqiang didn't say anything more and agreed directly.

"Sir, there are many arrows in our village that have been prepared to deal with the Shatu people, which can be used by your soldiers!" Peng Chaohan glanced at the 500 archers beside Yan Liqiang and spoke directly.

"good!"
Chapter completed!