More than a thousand rebel cavalry were galloping in front of them, and Song Qiang had even seen the other party's ferocious eyes.
"Who dares to spy on our barracks! Get off your horse and accept surrender, or you'll have to kill us!" The other party's voice was like thunder, showing that the distance was very close.
Rong Changan's left hand was like Tuotai Mountain, and his right hand was like holding a baby. She pulled the bow round like a fifteenth moon. She watched the other party rushing to the throat of an officer who was at the front.
"Let the arrow!"
When Rong Changan gave an order, twelve sharp arrows flew out, twelve cavalrymen fell off their horses, and died without making a sound.
Especially Rong Changan's arrow pierced straight into the opponent's throat.
"Hoo!"
The rest of the rebels were terrified, and hurriedly brought the horse back, not daring to take another step forward.
They can only see such superb archery skills in the grasslands: those nomadic eagle shooters specialize in shooting wild geese, with every arrow accurate! The twelve archers they saw now, all of them had archery skills comparable to those of the eagle archers.
"Up arrow!"
Rong Changan gave another order.
"yes!"
Song Qiang and other riders bent their bows and set up arrows, aiming at the rebels.
"Shoot another twelve of them, so that they don't dare to chase after them!"
Rong Chang'an specifically looked for those who were dressed differently and had different horses among the cavalry of the opponent. These people were usually officers. She took another aim.
"Let the arrow!"
Twelve arrows passed through the clouds, swishing, swishing, amidst the cavalry's boiling exclamation and the roar of war horses, the twelve rebel cavalry fell to the ground one after another.
Every face of the rebels is full of horror!
"Back back, back!"
An officer on the other side hurriedly yelled loudly and got out of the range of Rong Chang'an and the others.
"General, they retreated!" Song Qiang was very happy, and shot two rounds in a row, overwhelming the opponent's momentum. Seeing a thousand of them, facing twelve opponents, but not daring to take a step closer, that feeling is really great!
"Long live General Rong! Long live General Rong!"
Eleven cavalrymen shouted loudly with Song Qiang.
Rong Changan thought that the other party didn't dare to approach any more, so he turned his horse and said, "Let's go!"
Instead of whipping the horse, he slowly left the rebel camp.
But the rebels did not leave and followed closely behind. One of the officers ordered a cavalryman and said, "Go back and report to General Pan, and tell him that there is a very powerful general named Rong on the other side. Tell him to come here immediately!"
The cavalry turned their horses' heads and galloped towards the camp.
Song Qiang happened to turn around and saw it, and quickly said to Rong Changan: "General, some of them have returned to the camp, and they are probably going to rescue soldiers. Let's get out of here quickly and go back to our camp."
Rong Chang'an smiled sweetly: "No rush. I'm about to meet their coach, and I'll advise him to accept him as soon as he sees it, and go back to Yanyun quickly. If he persists in his obsession, I will definitely decapitate him."
"Besides, there are more than a thousand people following us, and there are only twelve of us. If we run away, they will catch up quickly. Twelve will kill more than a thousand. It's bad luck. Why don't we just take our time like this?" They are suspicious in their hearts, afraid that we may have an ambush, and they are afraid of our bows and arrows in their hearts, so they definitely dare not attack us."
After hearing this, Song Qiang suddenly realized that Rong Chang'an's daughter was so meticulous and thoughtful, which was beyond his expectation. In addition to admiration, he also felt ashamed. I have been marching and fighting for so many years, so I didn't expect such a simple truth, his ability and Rong Changan's ability are really different.
Sure enough, Rong Chang'an and the others walked slowly, and the rebels behind did not dare to let go of their horses and chased after them. They kept a certain distance and followed slowly.
After walking for about ten miles, there was the sound of galloping horses behind Rong Changan. Looking back, they were densely packed with cavalry from the rebel army, and the sky was covered by smoke and dust.
Rong Changan roughly calculated that there were at least 10,000 cavalry behind her. Among the cavalry, under an apricot-yellow banner, was a general wearing dazzling white armor, majestic and menacing. If Rong Changan guessed correctly, that person should be Pan Meichen.
Rong Changan raised his hand to signal: "Stop!"
Song Qiang and others took the horse and turned it around.
Song Qiang's face was stern, with black shadows covering his brows. Twelve people facing more than 10,000 people, this is not a joke, to put it bluntly, each of them can kill them with a spit, and each of them can bury them with a horsewhip.
He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Looking at Rong Chang'an in a blink of an eye, his face remained unchanged, his expression was calm, his beautiful red lips were still slightly curled up in a beautiful arc.
"Spread out the Yanyue formation!"
Following Rong Chang'an's order, Song Qiang commanded ten cavalry to form an arc, facing the rebels. Song Qiang knew in his heart that this was to prevent the rebels from outflanking them from both wings. If they were outflanked and there was no reinforcements to assist them, they had only two choices, either die or be captured.
The smoke and dust stirred up by the rebels floated over, choking Song Qiang to cough.
"Ahem..."
Pan Meichen was at the front on horseback. Originally, he really intended to split his wings to encircle Rong Chang'an, but when he saw Rong Chang's arrangement of troops, he was very sophisticated: Yanyue formation could shoot at the outflanking cavalry, forcing the cavalry to retreat.
Pan Meichen held the horse, stretched out her right palm, and signaled her cavalry to stop.
He glanced at Rong Chang'an, he was calm and fearless, he was really a born general. It's a pity that she was born as a woman. If she were a man, Pan Meichen would probably jump off the horse and kneel down in front of her and surrender.
"The person in front is General Rong Chang An Rong?"
In the past, Pan Meichen always heard about Rong Changan's deeds, but today was the first time he saw Rong Changan in real life. Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved.
Rong Changan let the horse take two steps forward.
"General, don't get any closer!" Song Qiang yelled softly.
Rong Changan didn't seem to have heard Song Qiang's words, so he raised his horsewhip and said to Pan Meichen: "I am Rong Changan, if you have heard of my name, then quickly withdraw your troops back to the north, otherwise, your 100,000 troops will soon be destroyed. were all annihilated."
"Hahahaha!" Pan Meichen's laughter echoed between the two armies, the smile was so conceited and defiant, "If you dare to collide with my army, it will be your army that will be wiped out! I, Yanyun cavalry, the world Famous, going to your barracks to take someone's head is as easy as picking something out of a pocket!"
The Yanyun cavalry is indeed frightening. Pan Meichen's arrogance is not groundless and vain.
"On the battlefield, in addition to fighting bravely, you also need to fight wits. In short, everyone can speak big words, but the winner or loser will only be known through a real fight."
Pan Meichen's crocodile-like fierce and cold eyes shot out a ruthless light: "Rong Chang'an, what do you mean, we are fighting alone now? You are a woman and I am a man. I don't want to take advantage of this!"
Even though there was no favor on the battlefield, Rong Changan was a woman after all, fighting alone, even if Pan Meichen killed her, her reputation would not be good.
Rong Changan took the opportunity to observe Pan Meichen's military appearance, and sure enough, he was as orderly and disciplined as any team she had encountered before. From his military appearance, he could tell that Pan Meichen was not an easy opponent to deal with. A look of worry flickered in her starry eyes.
"I'm a girl, how dare I fight alone with General Pan, I'm too underestimating the general. Tomorrow, we will fight to the death again!" Rong Changan cupped his fists at Pan Meichen, "Let's say goodbye today!"
Suddenly, Rong Changan showed a sorry expression, and said with a smile, "Just now we practiced our skills and killed twenty-four of your cavalrymen. I'm really sorry. General Pan will bury them properly for me!"