Night passes, day comes, day comes, night comes.

At the highest point of the incomplete Tucheng, the soldiers looked at the entrance of the canyon with their eyes wide open, and did not dare to leave at all.

Near the entrance of the canyon, Ning Jun scout, who was lying in the grass, moved carefully and looked into the canyon under the moonlight. The canyon was like a giant beast's mouth, and I wonder what monster would spit out in the next breath.

At this moment, the scout heard a slight sound, which was a very strange sound, just like a thick layer of sand on the surface of the war drum. When the drumsticks fell, the sand was shaken up, but the sound of the drums was not heard. Only the sound of the sand falling down could be vaguely heard, shattered and dense.

Here comes!

The scout suddenly raised his head, quickly got up from the grass, and accelerated to run wildly. The horse was hidden behind the tree. He ran over and rode his horse back towards the ancient city of Beima. He did not dare to take out the fireworks used to show the warning and fired up, which would make the black warrior alert in advance. He blew the fire sticks he was carrying and kept moving up and down in front of him, blocking them with his body, so that the light would not be seen by the people behind him.

No matter how bright the moonlight was, it could not shine on the whole night. Fortunately, the Ning soldiers at the highest point were focused enough. Seeing the light floating in the distance, they immediately shouted to the bottom: "Enemy attack!"

Ning Jun, who was quietly sitting behind the low walls of Tucheng, stood up. At that moment, no one needed to order.

In the sky, an eagle owl nearly three feet long slid through the air. The huge wings spread out made people shudder. It stared at the war horse running forward below, as if it wanted to pounce on it at any time. What it finally gave up was not the size of the war horse, but the cold light reflected from the knight on the horse's back.

It is not difficult for this type of eagle owl to fly into the sky with a fat and heavy calf. It belongs to its world at night, and even the falcon that quietly rests at night will be its target for hunting.

Looking down from the sky, the eagle owl spreads its wings and slides. Under the huge wings of the eagle owl, the war horses gallop.

It seemed to be more keener than a human. The war horse felt the threat from the sky and began to exert force to accelerate. The war horse's reaction made the scout look up subconsciously. The black shadow covered the moon and flashed by. He pulled out the long sword tied behind him, and the moon blew up cold light.

The eagle owl let out a very ugly cry and spread its wings and flew away.

On the Tucheng side, scouts came back one by one, and the soldiers on both sides of Tucheng also had scouts sent out messages. Everyone took off their hard bows and placed them at their feet within reach.

"Don't worry about arrows."

Shen Leng said while walking, "It is difficult for the enemy to judge how many of us are in the dark. The more arrows we shoot, the more they are confused. Now is not the time to give Daning a heart-wrenching feeling, so don't worry about not shooting correctly. Follow my order to fire the arrow."

"call!"

The soldiers responded in a low voice, like an ancient beast awakening in the Tucheng City.

On the horizon, black military cavalry, like a tide, ran towards this side. If you see this kind of galloping horses during the day, it will be shocking, but at night, it will bring people a irresistible pressure, and you will feel that it is not a cavalry but a sweeping wave.

Shen Leng took off the iron arch, grabbed three feather arrows with one hand and pressed them on the bowstring, staring at the front.

In fact, when he saw the black warriors' beacon towers one by one during the day, he knew that the black warriors' reinforcements would come soon, and the first one to rush to rescue would be the white-clad Black Warriors, who were only sixty miles away from here.

"put!"

With a cold shout, the sound tore the whole night, more piercing than the heavy horse hooves

Transparency.

call!

A feathered arrow flew out neatly, and the eagle owl that was still hovering in the distance screamed and flew away quickly.

Looking up from the ground, you will see black shadows quickly passing by under the moon, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air is dense and terrifying.

The black-mart cavalry who was running wildly suddenly fell down. The war horse was hit by an arrow on its neck. In severe pain, the war horse pounced forward. The black-mart cavalry on the horse was thrown out before he could react. After he landed on the ground, he got up in panic. The moment he stood up, he saw that the war horse had arrived in front of him. With a muffled sound, the soldier was knocked out by the war horse galloping from behind. The soldier fell to the ground again and could not stand up. In severe pain, all his strength seemed to be imprisoned.

With a bang, a horse's hoof stepped on his chest, his body bent upwards, his chest as if it was being trampled through, and the broken ribs were inserted into the internal organs, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.

The war horse that stepped on the human was losing its center of gravity and deviated from one side, hitting another knight's war horse, two horses entangled together and fell down at the same time.

The black feather arrow fell from the sky, and the sound of the arrow penetrated into the ground and the sound of the flesh inserted into it is difficult to distinguish. The moment the feather arrow fell, the horse neighed and the people wailed. The night gave the killing a layer of cover, but it was just one layer. When this cover was untied, the killing would reveal its already hideous appearance.

A black warrior's breastplate was pierced by feather arrows one after another. The oncoming feather arrows became stronger because of his forward speed. The arrow pushed the man off the horse's back. After the man landed on the ground, he was trampled to death by the war horse.

"attack!"

In the Black Martial Army, with someone shouting loudly, the sound of the horns began to whimper.

Without pause or hesitation, the cavalry of the black warriors rushed towards Tucheng, and even their speed did not decrease. Some of these soldiers came from the South Courtyard Camp, some came from various tribes, and some were soldiers from the North Courtyard Camp who were defeated and fled here from Xifengkou. They all knew very well what kind of opponent Ningren was, and that was the enemy in their destiny.

Among the fine feather arrows, a heavy crossbow with a thick arm roared out. The powerful force made the heavy crossbow quickly surpass the feather arrows around. Compared with the heavy crossbow, the heavy crossbow is like a flying fish. The heavy crossbow is a dragon. The heavy crossbow arrow is like a dragon set off but surpasses all the dragon kings under his command. It poked a cavalry's chest with a bang. With a huge force, the cavalry's body was knocked away from the horse's back. The heavy crossbow arrow hung the body and hit the second cavalry again.

The fallen soldier was not dead for a moment. He looked down at the heavy crossbow that penetrated through his chest and howled. His hands wanted to touch him but he dared not touch him. This was his last pity for him before he died.

Groups of war horses carried knights to charge towards Tucheng. When less than ten feet away from Tucheng, the war horses suddenly fell down one by one. At this speed, the war horses that fell down could make people dizzy, and the legs of the war horses would also break.

That's a trap.

Ning army soldiers dug out dense earth pits outside the Tucheng City. Once the horse's hooves were stepped into the trap, they would immediately overturn. The fallen war horse tripped the horse behind them, and the howling of ghosts and wolves.

The fallen man was shot over by Ning Jun's feather arrow before he could stand up. At night, no matter how bright the moonlight was, he could not see the direction of the feather arrow. When he arrived in front of him, he realized that there was still time to avoid it, not to mention that Ning Jun's feather arrow was so dense that it was impossible to avoid it.

Tucheng is too short, but outside Tucheng, Ning soldiers placed horse-rejected piles, and sharpened wood rose outwards. The war horses that escaped the horse trap were too late to stop. In the night, they hit the horses on the horse-rejected pile. The wood penetrated the body of the war horses deeply, and the neighing sound of the horses was so miserable.

Lie, the knight on the horse's back fell forward and hit the horse's stake, and blood gushed out of the horse's body sprinkled all over him.

"General!"

A black martial lieutenant ran back from the front, rushed to the high slope on one side of the battlefield, jumped off the horse's back and knelt down on one knee: "There are a large group of Ningmen in the ancient city of Beima, with dense feather arrows and heavy crossbows. They dug countless traps outside the Tucheng City, and our cavalry could not rush up."

The black general who led the army was Korolio.

After the battle at Sanyan Hushan Pass, he learned about the different combat power of the Ning army. There were two young men in the Ning army's leading general who made him feel scared, one was Shen Leng and the other was Meng Chang'an, and the two were two swords.

He had felt the fear of being dominated by those two people on the battlefield. He met Ning Jun again in the dark night, and the names of the two young Ning generals appeared in his mind involuntarily.

"How many people are there in Ning Jun?"

"Judged by feather arrows, there are no less than ten thousand people."

After hearing this, Korolia fell silent. Even though the cavalry had an unparalleled speed advantage in such a dark night, the dense horse pits and horse-repellent piles outside the Tucheng made the attack extremely difficult. It was the most effective and simple tactic of the Ningguo border army to fight against the black military cavalry. It didn't seem like a fantasy idea, but this extremely simple tactic had great lethality on the cavalry.

Especially at night, it is impossible for the cavalry to see clearly that there are pits on the ground ahead.

"Try going around from both sides."

Koroli, who had been silent for a long time, ordered.

Nearly an hour later, another scout rushed back: "General, Ning Army was divided into troops on both sides of the Tucheng City, and there was no way to see how many people were in the dark night. The teams that were around could not climb up the Tuslope and were suppressed by Ning Army archers."

Korolia frowned, Ning army assigned defense, which was not airtight, which showed that the general who led the troops was meticulous.

"Wait, wait for an hour."

Koroli suddenly said something, and his subordinates were all stunned.

"General! Don't be a good old city is still waiting for our support!"

"General, if the other ancient city is broken, our defense line will be over."

"General"

"Shut up!"

Koroli's eyes suddenly shook: "Don't you guys say I don't know? Are you all more than I think?"

All of his subordinates fell silent and all lowered their heads.

Korolia sat on the horse and looked at the night sky: "Let the soldiers put pressure on them, but don't attack hard, don't give Ning's army a chance to breathe. From now on, you can only suppress and not attack within an hour. After one hour, organize cavalry to charge again. Now you will first dispatch scouts to see if there is a suitable way to go around."

He dismounted and sat cross-legged on the high slope: "When charging, select two thousand people to dismount, drive two thousand war horses to rush forward, and soldiers are behind the horses, allowing the horses to attack the Ning army's defense line."

He was silent again, but this time the silence was short.

"If two thousand is not enough, three thousand is not enough, three thousand is not enough, five thousand is not enough. I would rather lose more war horses than lose you."

The generals leaned over: "General!"

Korolia let out a long sigh: "Ning people know us better than ourselves, but we are less and less aware of Ning people. Maybe the balance has already tilted, and we are the ones who want to press the balance back. If we all die, the Black Martial Arts will be over and ordered to rest. After an hour, I will lead the team to attack. If there are escapees at the battle, there will be no mercy to kill!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!