Seeing this, Wuliang Hetai could only smile bitterly.

I have to admit that in the construction of heavy cavalry, the Xihe Army is more than a step higher than the Yuan Army. As a military general who crisscrossed the Western Regions and destroyed countless countries, how could Wuliang Hetai not know the role played by the heavy cavalry to the Yuan army, it was precisely because he knew that he understood better that the heavy cavalry could not be compared with the light cavalry who came and went like the wind, but they could dominate the victory or defeat of a war.

Although the heavy cavalry has many shortcomings, as long as they can be invincible on the frontal battlefield, then no matter how many shortcomings they have, it does not matter.

Now, in the face of the heavy cavalry of the Xihe Army, Wuliang Hetai has experienced the pain of the Yuan army's former opponents, and this feeling of being powerless to return to the sky and can only watch defeat is really bad.

'Forget it, it's just two inconsequential pawns, if you lose it, you lose it! ’

Wuliang Hetai could only comfort himself like this, because apart from this, unless he chose to completely fight with the Xihe Army, he would not be able to rescue those two.

However, the Yuan army is not ready now, and it is unpredictable whether it will win or lose now, even if it wins, it will either be a big victory, or a miserable victory will be equivalent to losing.

Didn't get the order of Wuliang Hetai, but the Yuan army generals in front understood Wuliang Hetai's thoughts, no instructions is acquiescence, looking at the heavy cavalry getting closer and closer, the Yuan army generals roared, and then led a hundred light cavalry to turn around suddenly, almost a ninety degree change, the side to meet the edge of the heavy cavalry, draw the bow, shoot arrows!

Woo Woo Woo ............!!

The Yuan army was good at riding and shooting, and this team of low-ranking generals was especially so. The speed of pulling the bow and shooting arrows one by one was extremely fast, and for a time it seemed neat and orderly, and more than 100 arrows were drawn from the sky. Rushing from the front, the heavy cavalry instinctively lowered their jaws and squinted eyes, hiding the holes in their faces under the steel.

Bell bell ......!!

A dense sound sounded in my ears, and before it was over, another round of arrows struck.

The Yuan army splashed three rounds of arrows in one breath and fired sideways. Round-up shots, projectiles, fixed-point shots. There are many tricks, and under the gallop of the war horse, he is still calm and calm. It makes people even more amazed by their strength.

It's a pity. Under the heavy armor of the Xihe Army, which is really armed to the teeth, the effect achieved is almost nothing, and hundreds of heavy cavalry are still surging down, without the slightest intention of stopping, and put on a posture that will drown you as long as you dare to stop, which really makes the Yuan soldiers and soldiers who are watching feel a headache.

Once upon a time, they also watched their companions flee with two or three sets of armor and chase the enemy wolf bèi?

Now it's good. They could only watch as their companions were driven away, and they faced the same kind of enemies that they could not beat. The guy who can't gnaw, which makes people feel frustrated, can be imagined.

"Bell Bell Bell ..................!!!"

The sound of Ming Jin collecting troops drew back the attention of both the enemy and us, and the Yuan soldiers involuntarily turned their eyes to the direction of the main camp of the Xihe Army, only to see that the two prisoners had ropes on their heads and limbs, and the five war horses were tightly held by the Xihe soldiers, uneasily digging the soil.

Whoa............mm

The heavy cavalry, who were originally in hot pursuit, changed their direction in unison, without the slightest confusion, as if they had been trained thousands of times, and directly compared the Yuan army.

In such a high-speed situation, it takes less than ten seconds to hear the sound of Mingjin closing the troops, and he can react, without slowing down to buffer, such discipline makes Wuliang Hetai envious, jealous and hateful.

The elite cavalry of the Yuan army wanted to intercept, but in the face of the retreat, it was still neat and orderly, although the speed was not fast, but it was unswervingly going back, without the slightest nostalgia for the heavy cavalry, they could only look at the ocean and sigh, and finally watched the heavy cavalry Shi Ran return, and powerlessly stopped at a place of nearly 300 meters in the Xihe camp.

"Kill ......!"

With Zhang Yuan's cold shout of killing, the ten war horses neighed in pain, and rushed to five directions, the two of them were like rags, they were torn into six pieces in the blink of an eye, and their bodies were thrown into the air, spilling a little blood, and the Xihe army camp let out bursts of wild shouts, but the morale of the Yuan army fell, and the feeling of sadness gave birth to a rabbit and a fox.

The cheers stopped, Zhang Yuan looked at the Yuan army without moving, and immediately ordered: "Mingjin withdraw the troops!" ”

The discipline that is more orderly and strict than the enemy is also reflected at this time, the Xihe army can choose to collect troops at any time, but the Yuan army has no choice, just like when the Xihe army comes out, the Yuan army either guards the gate of the wall, or has to send two troops to guard first, so as not to be taken advantage of by the Xihe army.

The Xihe Army retreated in an orderly manner and did not give the Yuan army the slightest opportunity. When the Yuan army faces other armies, it can retreat at any time, but it can't face the Xihe army, because compared with the Xihe army, their orderly withdrawal is full of flaws, which they have suffered in the hands of Ba Dinghan.

"Collect the troops!"

When the Xihe Army retreated halfway, Wuliang Hetai gave an order a little weakly. This time, the Xihe Army hit him badly, of course, what really made him feel helpless and painful was the essential gap between the Yuan Army and the Xihe Army. Not the difference in individual strength, but the gap between armies and armies.

The more he compared, in the eyes of Wuliang Hetai, the Yuan army, which was originally worthy of his pride, became more and more unbearable, and this was why he couldn't wait to change the Yuan army. Because he loves this army so much, he wants him to be better.

Back at the camp, Zhang Yuan knew from the guards that Dong Zhichun was much better and could walk on the ground, so Zhang Yuan ordered someone to bring him.

"The grass people have seen the general in winter and spring!"

Looking at the octogenarian with snow-white hair and a rickety body, Zhang Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "Do you know how the two people who were escorted with you yesterday are doing?" ”

Dong Zhichun's voice was unusually calm, as if it didn't matter: "The grass people have learned from the general's personal guards that both of them have been divided by the general's five horses!" ”

"What do you think?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Dong Zhichun replied: "It's just self-inflicted!" ”

"Blame yourself? Oh, and what about you? Zhang Yuan's voice became more and more cold, what he hated most was the traitor, more than those aliens who had hurt the Han people.

"But there is a slight possibility, the grass people are not willing to do this!" Dong Zhichun said flatly, as if he wasn't talking about his own affairs: "The son of the grass people, the scholar, risked his life and fled back to sue the grass people, and the son of the grass people chose to commit suicide after getting the grass people from the mouth of the Yuan army to be a traitor!" He asked the scholar to bring back a sentence, if there is a trace of possibility, he would rather be a Han ghost than a foreign slave! (To be continued......)