If nothing unexpected happens, this encounter tonight with a huge disparity in strength will end with the deaths of all the unknown soldiers of the Great Zhou.
Yes, there is no sympathy in war, and the outcome will not be changed by courage, belief, or justice.
The only thing that determines the outcome of a war is strength.
It's stark, but that's the reality.
At this moment, if Man is strong and Zhou is weak, then Man will win.
This is inevitable and cannot be changed by human will.
And once these people who are going to die are completely dead, then with the speed of the Barbarian Ghost Riders, they can still catch up with the carriage and destroy the key information.
In other words, if everything goes well, the barbarians should win a great victory.
But... in this world, how can anything be as it should be
Just as the bald barbarian leader was furious and vowed to completely crush this group of Great Zhou soldiers, a sound of horse hooves came from not far away...
The earth tremor it brought actually arrived far ahead of time!
"Are there reinforcements?"
"Does the Zhou people have a backup plan?"
These were the thoughts that emerged in the minds of the young man and the barbarian leader respectively, and then the next moment, a scene that they would never forget until their death appeared.
The cavalry in the distance had not yet arrived, but the strong bow was already in hand.
Everyone in the field with good eyesight could see that the knight on horseback with a blurred face skillfully drew the bow in almost an instant.
Then he let go.
Arrow out!
A rapidly spinning milky white vortex, with a murderous intent that could shake the earth!
The feather arrows cut through the raindrops falling against the wind, causing them to break into countless smaller raindrops, which then drifted away with the heavy rain and strong wind.
brush!
The feather arrow flew like a meteor, very fast, very fast, very fast!
In just a moment, reach the forefront!
In the next instant, all the barbarian horses in a straight line had their right legs pierced in the blink of an eye, and then... they shattered into debris with a loud bang!
Even the elite Barbarian Ghost Riders had no time to do anything at this moment. They didn't even see the shadow of the arrow before their horses were shattered and they fell heavily to the ground in an instant.
Thick blood gushed out of their nasal cavities, mixed with rain water, and flowed all over the ground!
In just a blink of an eye, just a feather arrow, it broke through ten ferocious horses in a row, and blasted them all, which were the best among the first-level ferocious beasts, into pieces!
The feather arrows followed the rain, drawing a snow-white path between heaven and earth!
On this road, the rain falls and cuts!
The sound of night rain is annoying, so I will shoot it with an arrow!
This shocking scene not only shocked the barbarian ghost riders who were about to charge, but also deeply shocked the group of Zhou soldiers who were ready to die.
"This... this distance... this killing power? What kind of arrow is this? Which powerful brigade is this?"
Before anyone could react, the same snow-white feather arrows came one after another!
Countless barbarian horses fell one after another, and were pierced and smashed into pieces, with blood and flesh all over the place. Countless elite barbarians were wailing in the blood. The horses and men were in chaos, trampling everywhere in fear, and this already narrow road was blocked by nearly 80%!
Seeing this scene, even the dumbest people knew that what happened next would not be related to the group of disabled Zhou soldiers. The bald barbarian man had already stared at the enemy in front of him, and quickly integrated the army. The knights at the back threw out the steel cable from their horses, and threw all the horses and knights blocking the road, and threw them behind them without a care. After falling heavily, the other barbarians were able to pass, but those knights who were thrown were destined to become a ball of flesh and blood.
The Zhou soldiers were not surprised by this, because they had long experienced the brutality of the barbarians. At this time, they also realized the situation. After looking at each other, they slowly retreated in a retreat formation.
But it's not because he is afraid of death, but because he wants to make way for those who come to help!
The barbarians did not pursue them. In their opinion, these wounded soldiers could not go far and could be killed with a single charge. The only thing they had to worry about was that mysterious and powerful brigade. As long as they defeated them, wouldn't the wounded soldiers here be lambs to be slaughtered
"Where are the strong shields that the high priest gave to our barbarian warriors? Take them out! Put them up!"
"Notify the rear team that the Zhou soldiers are ambushing. Ask them to gather the barbarian warriors and send reinforcements as soon as possible!"
"The Barbarian Crossbow Team, move forward and suppress!"
It must be said that this bald barbarian man was really capable of leading the elite barbarian ghost riders. Under his three orders, this well-trained army quickly regained its composure and used a series of methods to withstand the offensive, while preparing for a decisive battle!
"How many cavalrymen does the enemy have? Five hundred? One thousand? The Zhou people are really cunning! They actually set up such an ambush at this time!"
Just when the bald barbarian man was feeling uncertain, the sudden army was gradually approaching. At one glance, everyone was stunned.
"This... this amount?"
"Less than fifty?"
"Are there any reinforcements behind us?"
No matter the soldiers of the Great Zhou or the barbarians, they could not believe their eyes at this moment. They saw a team that was completely "strange" to the soldiers of the Great Zhou galloping towards them. There were only about fifty of them! What was even more terrible was that they had nothing in their hands except a longbow with a sparkling white light!
Not even an arrow!
"Isn't this one of our four great armies? Judging from their armor, they don't look like elite troops... They, they actually dared to charge with longbows? Are they courting death?"
The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty looked at each other with puzzled expressions, except for the man in green who gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brothers in front, we are here to help! Those bastards are the Barbarian Ghost Riders. There are probably more than 300 of them. You are no match for them! Go!"
"Just pour us a pot of good wine next year, don't come and die!"
The hope that had just risen was almost shattered the moment he saw the true face of this team. The man in green easily deduced that this group of people were probably just like him and others. They believed that they would die because they knew something, and they would fight to the death to stop the Savage Ghost Riders! But he... really didn't want these people to die in vain!
Because he had just witnessed that terrifying archery skill, he decided that these people were more valuable alive than dead!
This is the Great Zhou army! If it were another country, who would care whether the reinforcements were coming to die? The best thing to do is to take the opportunity to escape!
The Great Zhou is, after all, the Great Zhou.
Hearing the blue-clothed man's voice, the soldiers beside him also reacted and shouted together, trying to persuade the reinforcements to retreat quickly. The barbarians were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter!
"Less than fifty riders, charging with longbows? How interesting!"
"This is the first time I've heard of this method of committing suicide!"
The bald barbarian smiled undisguisedly and waved his hand violently.
"Only you Zhou people can do such a stupid thing! Since you dare to come, don't even think about leaving!"
"Warriors of the Barbarian Tribe, charge! Let these ignorant Zhou people see the might and power of our Barbarian Tribe!"