The three tribes of Mustang, Leeds and Puyou, the strongest wild horses and the weakest.

The three tribes have 5,000 warriors in total.

But even if they join forces and use 5,000 tribe warriors to face the two thousand heavy armored cavalry led by Zhao Yun, they have no chance of winning.

The equipment gap between the two sides is too big. Two thousand heavy armored cavalry can completely crush the five thousand Wuwan cavalry on the grassland at will.

When Zhao Yun set out with heavy armored cavalry, the people from the three tribes were not aware of it.

First of all, the nearest Puyou tribe.

Among the three tribes, the Puyou tribe has the smallest strength, and the tribe has only a population of two thousand.

If the elderly, weak, women and children are deducted, only a thousand people can fight.

But how could these thousand men stop two thousand heavily armored cavalry?

"Report to the general, the three miles ahead is the camp of the Puyou tribe." Gao Lan had just touched the two of them.

Most of the people in the Puyou tribe are there, and only a small number of people are driving cattle and sheep and going out.

"Go to fight."

The spear in Zhao Yun's hand was raised high, and the tip of the spear was towards the dark sky.

Two thousand heavy armored cavalry have already worn their own armor.

People and horses were all wrapped in armor, and they were invulnerable to swords and guns.

Since the establishment of the heavy armored cavalry, the number of casualties they have experienced has not exceeded double digits.

Most of the people who died in battle were unlucky and fell off the horse's back.

"kill!"

The horse's hooves stepped on the green grass just now.

Two thousand war horses, the iron hooves are heavy, just like the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

They started a sprint, and the tribe's tent was shaking, three miles away.

"Bang!"

On the roof of the tent, the snow that had not yet completely melted fell off under vibration.

What's going on?

Most of the people in the Puyou tribe have not yet risen and are awakened by vibration at this moment.

They came out of the tent in panic.

"not good."

Someone shouted, "This is the sound of horse hooves."

The Chief Puli, wrapped in a sheepskin, yelled in the tribe: "Warriors, enemies are coming, and you won't take up your weapons and follow me to fight."

The vibration is getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of horse hooves is getting louder and louder.

Like raindrops, like drums, dense and intense.

Run, their warriors may have a chance to run away, but the women and children in the tribe will definitely not run away.

The distance is too close.

They are all on the grassland, and they can easily judge from the sound of horse hooves how many enemies there are and how far they are.

However, this time they made some differences in their judgment.

The sound of iron hooves of heavy armored cavalry is still somewhat different from that of ordinary war horses.

They only had two thousand war horses, but the momentum they ran out was like five thousand war horses sprinting.

Prior thought it would be too late, but when all the warriors in the tribe were holding weapons and riding war horses, he had not seen the enemy yet.

"Does this want to surround me?" Puli was puzzled.

The heavy armored cavalry ran very loudly, but after all, they carried too much weight and were a little slower.

"Warriors, come with me."

"kill!"

Priley took the warriors of the tribe and killed them out.

If a cavalry wants to exert their combat power, they must rush.

There was a little more hope in his heart at this moment than when he heard the sound of horse hooves just now.

If the enemy rushed in before they even rode their war horses, the Puyou tribe would inevitably be destroyed today.

The other party was too many people, and he hadn't heard the sound of rumbling iron hooves for a long time.

"kill!"

A thousand people, riding war horses, waving the sword in their hands, rushed out.

Then, their voices seemed to be cut off.

In front of them were two thousand heavy armored cavalry led by Zhao Yun.

All over his body was wrapped in black armor.

It’s not obvious, but just one glance at it is enough to make people scared.

Even if the grassland people claim to be warriors, they cannot raise their courage when facing two thousand heavy armored cavalry.

But now, they have no way out, even if they are afraid or afraid in their hearts.

They can only rush forward.

Prie shouted loudly and he rushed out.

As Chief Puyou, he could not retreat.

Today, he has only two results.

Repel an invading enemy, or die in battle.

There will be no third result, and he will not accept the third result.

He will not run away, he will live and die with the Puyou tribe.

However, facing the two thousand heavy armored cavalry, they not only lag behind in equipment, but also have a disadvantage in number.

This is not a war, it is just a massacre.

Puli led his men to rush towards Zhao Yun.

Among the two thousand armored soldiers, Zhao Yun, wearing white robe and silver armor, was the most obvious.

But Puli couldn't rush in front of Zhao Yun.

He had been hacked to death by a heavy armored cavalry.

Just one encounter, two thousand heavily armored cavalry rushed into the camp of the Puyou tribe.

Behind them, all the warriors of the One Thousand Puyou tribe had fallen.

The war horse that lost its master stood in a daze and wandered around on the bloody battlefield.

In the tribe, the rest were all elderly and children, not even a strong woman.

Seeing the heavily armored cavalry entering the camp, some of these people hid in the tent and dared not come out.

Some of them showed their eyes, and they didn't know what their fate would be like next.

Some people have fearful eyes, while others have resentful eyes.

But no one rushed to do it, and they could only pray now that Zhao Yun would not kill them.

Children may not be used to it, because the grassland has been very peaceful over the years.

But the old people in the tribe are already used to it.

This is the grassland.

In the past grassland, a tribe was destroyed in a blink of an eye, the warriors and elderly people in the tribe were killed, and women and children were taken away.

However, it was not the other tribes who came to destroy them today, but the Han people.

How will the Han people treat them?

Looking at the deep cold armor, even the war horses were covered with armor, only the Han cavalry could have it.

According to legend, the Han people's invulnerable cavalry.

They appeared on the grassland again.

And this time, what we have to deal with is their Wuhuan, their Puyou tribe.

But why did the Han people destroy them?

Most people in the tribe don’t know the reason.
To be continued...