"Tsk - another one to die! If you die too, wouldn't the morale of the northern border collapse?"
Jiang Pengji carried the blood-stained knife on her shoulders, and sneered at Abalu who was driving the horse.
Abalu pursed his lips. He was burly and fat, and his temperament was more like a wood. He couldn't make a fart for a long time.
This kind of temperament is a little boring, but the psychological quality on the battlefield is higher than that of ordinary people, because they are less affected by trash talk.
"Stop talking nonsense - let's fight!"
When Abalu said this, he fought when he said it.
He knew that he was not Jiang Pengji's opponent, but he still had a bit of luck in his heart—
Jiang Pengji had already fought with two people, and had more than 100 strokes back and forth, which must have been a lot of physical exhaustion.
If you take advantage of this, you might be able to win.
Even if you can't win, you can get away with a little bit of caution.
However, this bit of luck soon collapsed - when he and Jiang Pengji fought for the first time, the heavy mountain-like force almost knocked him off the horse, and the horse that stepped on it roared with difficulty - Abalu knew that the former The two died not unjustly.
When strangers see Jiang Pengji, they will subconsciously feel that she is walking the agile route and has little strength.
Ordinary people always think that strength is related to size, the bigger the size, the stronger the strength.
Abalu is extremely heavy and naturally strong.
Although he is not the most powerful person in Northern Xinjiang, he can still rank in the top ten.
Unexpectedly, this young man in front of him does not take the usual path. Only after fighting each other will he know how terrible this guy's strength is.
Abalu subconsciously thought that Jiang Pengji was not strong enough, and suffered a small loss when he met him.
He grunted, adjusted and attacked again.
at the same time-
"Find someone with the best archery skills and kill that kid—
The Sixth Prince looked coldly at the two people fighting on the battlefield. He knew that Abalu would be fierce, but he still let Abalu go up. Just to make Abalu attract Jiang Pengji's attention, and then send someone to kill Jiang Pengji with a cold arrow in secret.
The husband only had two sons, and the eldest son died. Hakey was not only an old man, but also the only son of his husband.
This account, the old man will definitely count on him, and maybe he will turn his head to support other brothers to replace him as the king.
In order to avoid this possibility, the sixth prince could only use the murderer's head to quell the opponent's anger.
Secretly unleashing cold arrows is despicable
Ha ha - Northern Xinjiang is not a dead-headed Han family in the Central Plains, and they don't pay attention to so many rules in war.
Victory is everything, and who will investigate the means used in the process.
In addition, the sixth prince has his own considerations.
The fighting generals have already damaged two generals, and their morale has dropped by half, and they must find a way to restore some.
Beijiang is not only good at riding, but their archery is also very good.
Almost every citizen of northern Xinjiang grew up on horseback, and was first-rate in riding and archery.
Put a cold arrow in the dark or something—
definitely no problem!
Abalu was completely unaware that he had become a victim of the lure. He was struggling with Jiang Pengji, and soon he was out of breath.
The sun was shining brightly, and Abalu was sweating profusely, and soon his hair and clothes in the armor were wet.
The more this is the case, the more terrified Abalu is in his heart.
Why
Because the boy in front of him not only breathes smoothly, but he didn't sweat much after playing for so long!
This shows that the other party did not exert all his strength at all, and was playing with him from beginning to end.
Realizing this, Abalu knew that there was no need for him to continue fighting, and he should find a way to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible.
Continue to fight, his physical strength will increase, and the hope of escaping will become increasingly slim.
When Abalu was thinking about escaping, Jiang Pengji felt a chill.
She faltered and retreated, and out of the corner of the eye glanced at the other side of the northern border, and saw that the soldiers who were fighting for Abalu raised their bows and arrows at her.
The audience in the live broadcast room reacted and cursed.
[Yamada Mia]: It's getting old, and the Northern Xinjiang is shameless? They're going to put cold arrows behind their backs, so the anchors should be careful.
[Industry Kan]: Zha-Aren't these people in Beijiang afraid of accidentally hurting their own people? How shameless!
Injured yourself
The sixth prince had already given up on Abalu. As long as Jiang Pengji died or was about to die, Abalu's sacrifice would be valuable.
Therefore, the archer aiming at Jiang Pengji did not care about Abalu at all.
When Jiang Pengji caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of the sky, he had already pulled his bow to the full moon and was ready to go.
buzz-
The bowstring trembled softly, and several arrows attacked Jiang Pengji's vital points from various tricky angles.
The arrow came through the air, and the audience who had been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield screamed and closed their eyes in fright.
Jiang Pengji, who had always been at ease, suddenly attacked, stabbed Abalu to death with one knife, grabbed the opponent's collarbone with the other hand, dragged him off the horse and used it as a human shield, blocking several poisoned arrows. Shoot down the remaining arrows with your weapon.
Without Jiang Pengji's command, Xiaobai turned around and ran back to his army.
At this time, Xiaobai's explosive power was displayed.
Before the archers opened the second wave, Xiaobai had already run out of range with Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji smiled and threw the dead body of Abalu on the ground—
"The whole army - kill!"
The drums of war were as dense as showers, and the horn of attack sounded.
Jiang Pengji even thwarted the three of them and escaped the enemy's dark arrows. The soldiers who witnessed everything were full of anger and desperately needed to vent.
Seeing this, the sixth prince turned pale with fright—
If you want to hit the horse, you will fight, and if you say attack, you will attack. Anyway, give some buffer time!
"kill-"
Killing and shouting, the cavalry took the lead in attacking, and countless horses' hooves passed by, and Abalu's body was trampled into flesh.
Jiang Pengji took the lead, and the Northern Xinjiang strategy was rushed.
When the Northern Xinjiang cavalry reacted, Jiang Pengji's cavalry had already rushed for a long distance.
Jiang Pengji's cavalry was different from the northern cavalry.
The cavalry in the northern Xinjiang was mainly clothed in rattan armor, and the horses had little protection.
They are extremely fast, run like a gust of wind, and are highly mobile but weak in defense.
The cavalry on Jiang Pengji's side was different. The armor on their bodies was similar to that of the soldiers of the Chopping Horse Battalion, each wearing heavy armor and holding a spear or a large sword. Not only that, but even the war horses under their crotch were covered with armor.
The speed of the war horse is not fast, and its load-bearing capacity and endurance are much better than those of similar horses.
This is one of Jiang Pengji's cards against Northern Xinjiang.
The number of people is only more than 3,000 people, which is less than the horse-killing camp, and each of them is like a moving small silver mountain.
If the northern cavalry is the wind, roaming and fighting, this cavalry team is a heavy hammer, and the front is just!
Fu Wang was the commander-in-chief in the center. He had already received a small note from Jiang Pengji, which painted the distribution of the military formations in the northern Xinjiang.
After Fu Wang took a closer look, he knew something.
He has already guessed how Beijiang will deploy troops.