Chapter 493： Snowfield battle

Different from those horse thieves.

These large tribes, even if they are fighting each other, can also explode good combat power.

At this point, Battelle thought it was thorough.

Directly carrying the seven hundred horses of his Hanal tribe, began to break out to the side.

The situation is now in chaos.

Batel intends to temporarily withdraw from the main battlefield.

Wait until the regrouping and then kill it.

However, the idea is good, but the reality is often cruel.

Seven hundred people just rushed out.

The hoof of the hooves that almost came on the face made Bartel's face suddenly change.

They raided the rear, how could they let go of the flank?

In the midst of the snow, the riding and shooting skills of this bowman's armor under Brigud's sire are certainly not open.

Fortunately, their archaic cavalry in the world of civilization is also equipped with a blood-sucking gun!

"All bloodshot guns are ready!"

At the same time as the shouting, Buzhgud had already pulled out a blood-sucking gun hanging on the saddle.

"Give me!!"

When it comes to throwing blood-staining guns, they are much more professional than the cavalry of Luo Cheng.

When Bartle looked up, it was directly a piece of black pressure.

The death threat is almost overwhelming.

I have already seen the blood-staining guns just now.

Where does he dare to be hard at this time?

"spread!!"

With a loud bang, Battelle ran wildly, waving his arms in madness, trying to sweep away all these blood-staining guns.

It’s hard to get through this robbery.

I found that suddenly a little cold in front of my eyes!

Bart, who realized that the death was approaching, was instantly blown up by the cold hair.

A back of the body instinct.

Most of the back is directly attached to the horse.

While avoiding the fateful blow.

Bartle is also discovering that the people who have blocked the road have already rushed to their front!

Buzhgud’s shot was quick and awkward, and he did not expect that Bard could still escape.

For a moment, his eyes flashed a bit of surprise.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

This Battelle is well known among the people of the grasslands.

Buzhgud once had a face-to-face with him, but he did not officially hand over it.

It seems that this Battelle is obviously true!

In the moment when the two figures are staggered.

Buzhgud and Battelle also pulled the reins in their hands.

Controlling his Majesty's war horse to return directly to kill and go back.

The two brave figures became a group at the moment.

And at the same time the other side.

Luo Cheng, who had just brought this grassland cavalry to a head-on attack, did not hesitate to lead the cavalry unit under his arm and collided with one of the grassland people.

The slaughter between a cavalry and a cavalry officially began.

Later Hill and Harold and others, also quickly control the mammoth and the ice bear to keep up.

Yes, this time the attention of the grassland people is attracted, and the people of the northern tribe are also present.

After all, Huck is so conspicuous.

And in the past few times, they have been transporting food and grass.

If there is no shadow suddenly, it may be suspicion.

Moreover, the mammoths like the Huck and the Ice Bear tribe are also a powerful force in the snowfield.

Luo Ji and Guo Jia are obviously unreasonable not to use this power.

The number of grassland cavalry is as high as 3,500.

But the cavalry team that was prepared early is not too much.

In addition to escorting the 100 cavalry of the real grain team, all the cavalry on the grassland have been assembled.

The number has also reached more than 3,000!

This is undoubtedly the biggest cavalry war in the history of the world.

More than 90% of the cavalry units within the Wanjie civilization have been dispatched.

This was a cavalry war that was later called ‘Snowfield Battle’.

It is also destined to be included in the annals of the Wanxiang civilization!

At this moment, history is born on this snowfield that has been dyed with scarlet color.

The rich **** smell is everywhere.

The shouting of the horror of the sky constantly impacts everyone's eardrum.

However, it is in this ambiguous and chaotic environment.

A group of prairie people quietly withdrew from the battlefield.

The leader is the first warrior of the Chalkhan tribe, Bazar.

In this chaotic battlefield.

It’s not bad that the two sides of the war can still get the enemy.

No one was aware that the people of the Chaer Khan tribe had left.

After running a long way, Bazar turned back and looked at the battlefield still madly killing, and there was a glimpse of the embers in his eyes...

"Sure enough, the leader of the Central Plains has set up an ambush in advance."

"So what are we now?"

"According to the meaning of the leader, we withdraw!"

----split line----

At the same time, somewhere in the grasslands.

The leader of the Hanal tribe is in the camp.

Bileg is thinking about something with anxiety.

I don't know what happened. After he woke up this morning, the whole heart was always swaying.

This feeling of flustering made him unable to calm for a long time.

"Don't you say that Batel has an accident?"

While thinking about it, Brigant reached out and took the kumiss on the table.

Want to drink a sip of wine, drive a cold.

Unexpectedly, the hand just stretched out looked at the ripples that spread out on the surface of the wine.

Brigger's face suddenly changed!

"There are a lot of people coming close!"

"Battle them?"

"Is it wrong? They have just left their forefoot. How long has it been? How could it be so soon?!"

"That is, the enemy!!"

The Brigg, who came to this conclusion, rushed out of his own camp.

However, this time, it is already late.

I saw a large number of strangers in the distance who had already rushed directly into the camp of their Hanal tribe.

Looking at the number of people at a glance, there are thousands of people!

After being taken away by Batel for seven hundred people.

Hundreds of people who stayed in the Hanal tribe simply could not compete with it.

Bileg's face was pale, and the whole face was already half-stained.

"Where is this coming from?! Who else can gather such a force on this grassland?!"

Just as Brigard’s thoughts flew, a rough voice came from afar...

"Brothers, one does not stay, all kill me!!"

The man who shouted was clearly the head of the unit.

The shocking scar on the left eye was too glaring.

Even if he had not seen the person's appearance beforehand, Bileg had more or less guessed the identity of the person.

"The left eye is awkward, there is only one eye..."

"One-eyed dragon cloth and?!"

Brigant’s face is unbelievable.

A horse thief head, how many people are there?

According to his son Batt before.

After the war, the one-eyed dragon cloth and the horse thief under his arm also lost a lot.

Where are these thousands of people now? !