"[Herd] Wooden pole!" Zhixiao blushed his eyes, awakening the standing slaves and Guizhou heads, shouting until his voice was hoarse: "[Herd] push it out!"

Zhijun took the battle himself and led a dozen tribes to work together to pick up a log, trying to resist the terrifying triangular raft.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for the moment when it turned into a meat paste.

The triangular raft went downstream, breaking through layers of obstacles, and hitting straight on the "raft hammer" of the Terdon people.

Zhixiaohu's mouth cracked, blood flowed, and his breathing was stagnant.

Four Teltons were lifted into the tumultuous river, shouting in horror, and soon there was no sound.

Because the breakout of the river cable lost a considerable part of the speed, the triangle rafts that were subjected to the same reaction force were also opened. The triangle raft rushed to the river beach and eventually ran aground.

Zhixiao fell to the ground, panting desperately.

After the disaster, his tribes shouted and laughed again. Some cried with joy, and some cried with tears in their arms.

But almost in an instant, the floating bridge returned to silence.

Zhijun followed the sight of his subordinates and rushed out of the river bend, followed by the third one.

Following two triangular rafts appearing in the sight of the Terdun people was...a windmill.

No matter how the people of Terden wiped their eyes or slapped them in the face, the floating windmill was a solid windmill.

Facing the giant triangular raft, the Teltons also had the wits to fight to the death of the pontoon bridge.

But facing the water mill that was more than three stories high and like a hideous giant, the courage of the Terdens was completely crushed.

Samujin holds a torch, rides a boat, and personally escorts the "windmill" to prevent it from getting stuck on a certain beach or river berth.

Fighting a war does require a little imagination, and Samujin has more imagination than others adds up.

He removed the wind wheel of a water mill upstream, then removed the stone base, covered it with asphalt and pushed it directly into the river, carrying it in four small boats.

The windmill like a giant ship was taken to the pontoon bridge, blocking the river cables and blocking piles were like dwarfs' toys in front of it.

"Go!" Samujin lit the torch and threw it at the windmill with a wild smile: "Go and say hello to his fucking monkey's butt face!

In an instant, the asphalt-filled windmill turned into a ball of fire.

The soldiers driving the boat cut off the ropes, the windmill completely freed from its constraints, and crashed into the downstream pontoon bridge.

The people of Terden watched the burning castle get closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger, shaking but not sinking.

Nothing can stop this giant, nothing can stop the destruction of the floating bridge.

The people of Terdun, who had no time to get off the bridge, jumped into the river in panic, but were rolled back by the huge waves caused by the collision between the pontoon bridge and the windmill, and were crushed to pieces.

Some of the Teltons were stuck to the hot asphalt and screamed and turned into firemen.

The tight cables broke one after another, and the bridge board connecting the floating box turned into pieces in the blink of an eye.

With a loud bang, the bridge trembled, and it was cut in half without causing any obstacles to the windmill.

The windmill continued to float downstream, while the two bridge bodies swayed and rose as the river water swayed, and the fire spread to the cables and bridge decks.

It was not until the last moment that Zhixiao was dragged back to the east coast by her personal slaves, but there was a natural disaster in front of her.

Escape from death, the mentally broken slave kowtowed and worshiped frantically at the wreckage of the floating bridge.

"[Herd] put out the fire!" Zhixiao pointed to the two remaining parts of the pontoon bridge and spoke hard: "[Herd] put out the fire! Not all over yet!"

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves like thunder on the west bank of the river valley sounded.

Zhixiao was frightened and straightened his body in an instant, looking in the direction where the sound of hooves came.

I saw a group of fierce warriors riding on Hed horses and wearing robes racing towards me quickly. The warriors in the lead were so burly that they looked like bears riding rabbits.

Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief, his body collapsed, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

He sorted out his thoughts, grabbed the arm of his close slave, and quickly ordered: "[Hed] Hurry up and cross the river! Go and send a letter to the Khan! Tell the Khan! The bridge has been destroyed, and I will do my best to repair it! Go quickly...

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However, Chihou did not notice that the "Tertons" who were rushing towards them, the samurai leaders wore serious Hussar hats.

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Main battlefield.

The sun slowly climbed up to the treetops, climbed to the top of the sky, and was now sliding towards the west.

The Teltons had seen through the fact that there were no artillery in the hands of the Iron Peak County Army.

So hundreds of light cavalry stayed outside the ground with sparse formations, and occasionally shot arrows, using various means to prevent the Tiefeng County militia from resting.

It was not until this time that Lao Tongzhi understood roughly why the other party did not occupy the mountain to form a formation.

If the mountain hills are occupied, the Tiefeng County Army will fall into uninterrupted fatigue from all directions, and there will be no rest for a moment on any side.

The current situation is: the Tiefeng County Army controls a passage about two kilometers wide between the mountains and forests, and it is difficult for the Telden Light Cavalry to detour to the side, so they can only repeatedly raid the formation in the front.

The tired enemy tactic of "Ring Cavalry and Sparrowing Side" has become "half-ring Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrowing Sparrow

He even vaguely saw that the troops of Tiefeng County seemed to be regressing to the rear of the front line in turn to rest.

But these are all paths. The people of Terden have no intention of letting go, and the people of Tiefeng County will not be easily intimidated.

The outcome of this battle will eventually be decided with real swords and guns.

The sky is gradually changing in a direction that is beneficial to the people of Terdun. The direction of the morning light is wrong and the direction of the wind is not right.

But now, the time has changed hands.

Winters, who was in the central army, also vaguely sensed the subtle changes in the atmosphere: the wind direction was changing, the southwest was turning into the northwest wind; the sun was setting in the west, and the Teltons would no longer face the sunlight when charging.

The most important thing is that the continuous exhaustion of the enemy's tactics made the tense young soldiers on the left and right wings numb and sleepy.

There was a faint smoke rising from the Teltons' front although it was inconspicuous.

"It's going to rush forward!" Winters shook off his cane and stood up suddenly: "Let the second line of the wings be prepared! Take back the light soldiers! Notify the ambush troops in Xishan to get on the horse!"

The sleepy monkey and Doug were woken up by the sergeant, and the front line of the young soldiers suddenly tensed up.

From the seemingly chaotic and irregular scattered formation of the Teldun Light Cavalry, a team of armored cavalry rushed out from the ground.

"Recently come?" The young militia on the first front were already a little impatient. The other party repeatedly rushed forward, rushing to the formation to scare people, and never dared to cross the trench.

After the fear gradually faded, many young soldiers became slackened.

However, the Terdon people did not cross the formation this time. The leader of the army roared and leaped, and flew directly over the horse and the trench. In the midst of a scream, he rushed into the militia that were dodging in all directions and waved his spear to pick up the militia.

Flying several people.

The other Telton Arc cavalry did not have such equestrianism, nor did they have such war horses. They honestly pulled the Juema and Lu Dang, passed through the gap between the trenches, and followed the leader to rush.

At the same time, the main formation of the Terdun tribe suddenly came alive.

Tired enemy? Cavalry? Crown?

The Iron Cavalry's attack formation is the secret skill of the Terdun tribe! [After breaking one point, no matter how many people are, the entire army will advance straight, even if there are 100,000, they will not be able to fight].

The left-wing front has been chiseled a gap, and the Terdons will expand the gap at any cost, invest decisive assault forces, and sweep the entire front.

At the same time, in the mountains and forests on the west side of the army, Angru, who saw the flag-speaking signal, stepped on his horse.
Chapter completed!