Although the level of the drivers is similar, the gap in the horses has gradually become apparent.
As the distance got closer, the sharp-eyed man in the carriage gradually saw what kind of troops were chasing from behind. With just one glance, he showed a solemn expression, stared at the back, gritted his teeth and said: "It's... the elite barbarians, the Barbarian Ghost Cavalry!"
As soon as these words came out, some people in the carriage suddenly looked solemn... The barbarians were not good at any type of soldiers, but they were born riders. Taming a ferocious horse was as easy as eating and drinking. Therefore, the barbarians never lacked cavalry, and the barbarian ghost iron was the elite soldiers selected in such an environment. Their eliteness can be imagined. They were also the best at tracking and killing. It was rumored that if they were tracked by this iron cavalry, without support, the possibility of escape would be only 10%!
The people in the carriage knew how crucial "that information" would be, but they did not expect that the barbarians would react so quickly. Even the barbarian ghost riders quickly rushed out, vowing to kill them.
The rain was heavy and the wind was strong. The people in the carriage could even smell the cold iron of the other side's horse, as well as the strong smell of blood.
"We must stop them!" The young man in the lead had sharp eyes. He knew that if the Barbarian Ghost Riders were behind him, the battle would inevitably turn into a close combat. The enemy was well prepared, but they had just experienced several sieges and everyone was seriously injured...
"Xiao Die, take this." The young man said, and handed a package wrapped in heavy cloth to the only woman in the field. Although he didn't say it too clearly, everyone in the field knew what he wanted to do...
“Brother…” The young girl named ‘Xiao Die’ was filled with grief, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was about to say something, but the young man had already smiled and said, “It’s time to stop being such a little girl. We can die in battle, and our bodies can be torn to pieces, but you can’t… Women of the Great Zhou cannot die at the hands of these barbarians, even if they die!”
Hearing this, Xiaodie immediately remembered what she had known in the past, all the disgusting things those barbarians did to women. It was said that they would not even let go of corpses. They were simply a group of beasts... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder. When she saw the loving eyes of the people around her, she burst into tears. She sobbed, clutched the package tightly, and said intermittently: "Brother... I..."
"Okay, stop crying. It's not a life-and-death separation. Maybe if you call for reinforcements soon, everything will still be in time." The young man grinned, but no one in the car found the joke funny. They just gradually showed a firm look on their faces, as if they had some kind of enlightenment.
Seeing this, the young man touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "It seems that everyone is ready... Soldiers of the Great Zhou!"
The last shout was no longer joking, but full of majesty!
Everyone in the room stood up immediately.
"exist!"
"Today, I swear to serve my country till death!"
“Yes!”
As they were talking, several people moved as fast as lightning, completely ignoring their own injuries and other things, and jumped down from the speeding carriage and quickly formed a battle formation.
The young man took one last look at the receding carriage, looked at his sobbing sister, grinned, and gave a thumbs up.
Xiaodie burst into tears and fell on the edge of the carriage, but this was not her first day on the battlefield. Even though she was heartbroken, she gritted her teeth and did not impulsively jump off the carriage.
Seeing this, the young man showed a look of relief.
Then he turned around and his eyes became extremely cold.
"Everyone, get ready!"
With a shout, everyone skillfully took out their crossbows, half-crouched, and stared intently at the group of black war horses galloping in front of them, as well as the tall barbarians wearing black cloth armor...
There was hatred and a determination to die in everyone's eyes.
Each of them held a crossbow, and a fierce murderous aura naturally came from him, fixed on the knights in the front row of the opponent.
With a small force against a large one, knowing full well they would die, yet still maintaining such momentum. It must be said that the Great Zhou was, after all, the number one empire in China.
"Shoot the horse!"
The young man silently calculated the distance, and finally at a certain moment, he gave an order!
Then there was a soft sound, and several crossbow arrows shot out like meteors, piercing the thumbs of the horses rushing in the front.
The thumb touched the heart, and the horse suddenly neighed, turned its front hooves up, and threw the rider off.
Puff puff!
With a few whooshing sounds, the crossbow arrows mixed with rain water sprayed out a vortex-like airflow behind them, constantly piercing the horses' thumbs, injuring one black horse after another, and knocking them to the ground!
The barbarians' follow-up troops were immediately blocked!
However, there was no joy on the young man's face, because he saw that the group of barbarian knights did not care about it at all. After a little confusion, they waved their weapons wildly, shouted and scolded loudly, and stepped on the bodies of their companions to kill them!
"What a bunch of lunatics! Barbarians!"
The young man cursed but was not surprised because he knew the situation would eventually turn into a close combat.
If you don’t have a shield, then just charge forward and die!
Soldiers of the Great Zhou, die for your country today!
"Draw your sword!"
The crossbow arrows had been used up. Faced with the barbarian knights who were charging at them with overwhelming force, all the soldiers suddenly threw away their crossbows, drew out their shining swords, and then, under the leadership of the young man, they charged forward without retreating, shouting and charging at the group of barbarian knights!
Using infantry to counterattack the elite cavalry, and these were a group of injured and incomplete infantry... Their fate was almost doomed at this moment.
But no one was afraid, their eyes were only on the opponent's horse legs, and all they wanted was to risk their lives to delay this group of people for a while!
As long as they can bring that information back, what does it matter if they all die here
"My sister Xiaodie, please!"
The young man muttered something in his heart one last time, and then his eyes became extremely cold. The blade flashed with white light, and he rushed forward suddenly, chopping off the front right leg of the wild horse in front!
With a puff!
The barbarian knight fell off his horse, and before he could see anything clearly, his head was chopped off with a single blow.
"court death!"
It would have been bad enough that he was blocked by a group of wounded soldiers numbering no more than twenty, but they actually counterattacked the three or four hundred barbarian ghost riders led by him. The bald barbarian who was leading the group felt that he had been greatly provoked!
"Kill them all!"
As the voice fell, all the barbarians showed fierceness on their faces, and the sound of horse hooves was heard, and it seemed that they were about to trample the group of wounded soldiers who didn't know whether to live or die...
But at this moment.
The ground in the distance suddenly shook slightly...