Faced with the Tatars' counterattack, it seemed so weak to the entire Xihe Jingqi. Even though they had left the primitive tribal life and had weapons cast by iron, even arrowheads could use iron in a "luxury way" instead of bones or stones. But is this enough?

No, the strength of the two armies is not the strength of their individuals, but the cooperation and joint efforts. Even if an innate master like Zhang Yuan dares to break into an army, he still relies on the mobility of the snow lion to get rid of the other party's pursuit. He will never dare to fight head-on with an elite army and waste it.

Compared with the innate masters, these Tatars are obviously much worse than those of the Xihe Jingqi. Their individual strength is even worse than that of the Xihe Jingqi. In terms of cooperation, they are still in the original hunting cooperation, without a system, without effective and concise training, and the results can be imagined.

With Zhang Xiu as the sword edge, the Xihe Jingqi was like an invincible sword, stabbing into the Tatar formation.

Faced with morale, the fierceness was no lower than that of him, the Xihe Jingqin. The brave and fearless Tatars instantly found that they were forced to retreat and cut open. The courage that was not afraid of life and death seemed so weak at this moment, and the entire team melted like snow.

Unbelievable, the Tatars roared angryly. How could they believe the result in front of them? They were defeated by the Han cavalry? Is this the Tatar troops who were proud of growing up on horseback? Is this the Tatar army that was still the one who fought for him in front of the great Genghis Khan?

The Tatars struggled tenaciously, but no matter how hard the Tatars struggled, they could not get rid of the increasingly tilted battlefield, and victory was irreversible. Facing the Xihe Jingqi, which seemed to be one, the Tatars' troops seemed so fragile in front of them. If they hadn't had a trace of courage to support them, they might have collapsed long ago.

Even so, the Tatars were broken up and they were involuntarily broken up.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, there were chaotic and crowded tribe members everywhere, and the invincible Xihe cavalry that was plundering among the Tatars team, blood was everywhere, but no one had noticed these things. Killing and killing all the enemies in front of us was the only thought of both the enemy and us.

"The enemy chief has been killed, and you will follow me to kill all the enemy enemies!!!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiu let out anger and saw that the big flag that was originally floating in the Tatars army appeared in his hands. The thick blood-stained flagpole was constantly waving by him and smashed on the Tatars one by one. Under his horse's hooves, a Tatar in armor was lying in a pool of blood, obviously no longer alive.

The Tatars, who were already in chaos, lost their last pillar, and some people had no idea of ​​fighting. Facing the Xihe Jingqi, they had already been killed and had no temper at all. Fear occupied their hearts. The moment they saw the big crow, they could not stop fleeing.

After the Tatars who had no advantage in numbers and had even had a disadvantage, they had no threat to the Xihe Jingqi. Facing the dying Tatars, Zhang Xiu raised the spear in his hand without any pity, and led his Xihe Jingqi to plow over hard, then drove away the remaining ones and kept chasing those fleeing enemies.

As we walked along the way, the bodies were used as markers for guidance. When the follow-up troops were led by Zhou Bo to the battlefield, they looked at the corpses lying everywhere, densely packed with people and war horses, and blood seemed to gather together like small waters, and the broken limbs and arms were exposed to the ground in a row.

"So cruel!" There were no one standing on the battlefield. Zhang Xiu didn't know where to go. Zhou Bo spit out two words fiercely, and then said to the soldiers beside him: "Why are you still standing there? Leave a hundred people to clean up the battlefield and rescue his own wounded. As for those Tatars, don't let them die too happily!!"

A hundred people were left hurriedly, and Zhou Bo continued to rush along the way. The corpses of the Tatars along the way were not broken, and basically no corpses of the Xihe Jingqi. At the beginning, dozens or hundreds of corpses gathered together. In the end, the Tatars obviously had no last trace of courage and dared not turn around to resist. The corpses were discarded on the road. Apart from the wounded horse whine, there was no corpse of the Xihe Jingqi.

"It's so unlucky. I won't go with Zhang Xiu next time!"

Zhou Bo held the hilt and muttered unhappily that they mainly recruited Han infantry on the spot. They couldn't get fast. It was fine if they followed behind and ate dust along the way. They also helped Zhang Xiu pick up one or two wounded people from time to time, but they couldn't even touch the enemy. The depression can be imagined.

I don’t know if Zhang Xiu ran too fast or Zhou Bo walked too slowly. Anyway, Zhou Bo chased him for two days before he caught up with Zhang Xiu who was resting in a city that had been killed.

After following me for the past two days, I have seen what it means to stay without leaving any chickens and dogs during the past two days. But when I entered the city, eighty percent of the team led by Zhou Bo vomited again, and the newly recruited Han soldiers vomited so much that they were so earth-shaking.

The broken city appears vicissitudes and destruction under the urging of time. When this vicissitudes are stained with a charming blood red, it becomes particularly strange. In the river outside the city, the corpses block the water flow, and the flowing water is red and dense, and it is clearly visible that the broken limbs and arms are floating in the water.

The whole city is like a ghost creature, and the Jingguan standing in front of the city is the benchmark of this ghost creature, which seems to tell people that this place no longer belongs to the human world.

It seemed as if he noticed someone coming. Zhang Xiu took people out of it. In addition to walking and strolling, Xihe Jingqi, who was invisible to the surroundings, there were many Han people who gathered from every corner of the city, with disheveled hair and strong evil spirits all over his body. This Shura team that was like coming from hell made the people following Zhou Bo dare not make any noise.

Even Zhou Bo, who had experienced countless wars, was oppressed by the momentum emitted by the calmness of the team, and his breathing became a little heavier. He had never seen such a calm and crazy army. After the crazy killing, he seemed to have nothing to do with them. His sharp eyes in his calmness and calmness told others all the time, don’t mess with me!

"Tsk tsk, you are so cruel. You've killed them all, so don't leave any for me to train soldiers!" Zhou Bo said with a tsk, breaking the calm and depressing atmosphere.

"How could it be that there was no one left? It was a little scared inside. It's the most suitable thing to use it for practice!"
Chapter completed!