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Chapter 507 Counterattack

The moon enters the round shield, and the wind is like a knife.

The vast grassland is filled with a chilling atmosphere, cold and sharp.

Qin Huaidao led two battalions on horseback. If he was leading the imperial army, he would definitely dare to go head-to-head with more than twice the enemy. But he was leading the horse bandits. Although he dared to fight, his combat effectiveness was lacking, so he could only use his wits.

After taking it, I looked back and saw that the pursuers had indeed divided their forces, and I was reassured.

Not long after, a larger ravine appeared in front of them. The road down was a bit steep. War horses could charge down it directly, but they had to slow down. Both sides of the ravine extended longer, but on the opposite side of the ravine was a broken slope, which was a bit steep and war horses could not charge up.

You can only run along both sides.

Such terrain was not conducive to running, but Qin Huaidao had an idea and shouted: "Slow down and follow me down."

Everyone doesn’t know why. Isn’t this ravine a place of death?

But everyone understood that military orders were like mountains, so they accelerated down the hillside and came to the ravine to look at Qin Huaidao. Lin Ping saw that Qin Huaidao had stopped and had no intention of continuing, so he couldn't help asking: "Sir, what is this?"

"Dismount, disperse the horses, and prepare to fight."

"ah--"

Lin Ping didn't expect Qin Huaidao to fight the pursuers here, and instinctively wanted to refuse. More than 500 people were fighting more than 1,000 people. How could this be possible? But when he saw Qin Huaidao's cold gaze, as sharp as a knife, he couldn't help but feel his neck.

He shrunk and shouted quickly: "Quick, dismount and prepare for battle."

Everyone dismounted one after another and drove the horses behind them, but they didn't know what to do.

Qin Huaidao shouted: "Stay behind me and follow the three-three system of training to kill the enemy. If you don't want to die, cheer up."

As soon as everyone heard that they were forming up behind Qin Huaidao, they were not blocking the front as cannon fodder like other troops. Their nervousness immediately calmed down a lot. They quickly took their positions according to the three-by-three system of usual training. The small triangle formed a big triangle, and the two

The battalions formed two huge triangular squares.

The various types of troops are mixed together and are waiting seriously.

Having experienced the attack on the tribe last time, everyone has a little more confidence in this cooperative combat method.

The pursuers came up, and there was a large area of ​​darkness, as cold as a devil under the moonlight, but there was a steep slope in front of them, so they had to slow down their horses and control their bodies, so they could not shoot arrows, let alone rush down the ravine to hit them.

Qin Huaidao calculated this accurately, his face was frosty, his eyes were cold and stern, and he shouted: "Archers, listen to the order, shoot freely, kill me -"

The archer didn't know why, but he still picked up his bow, drew his arrow, and shot at the chasing soldiers who were rushing down. The guards battalion also picked up their repeating crossbows and took action quickly.

The pursuers had to slow down as they descended the hillside. They suddenly became moving targets. A wave of arrows passed by and many fell down. Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened and they accelerated their shooting speed.

"Boohoo!"

The arrows shot away like deadly poisonous snakes passing through the moonlight.

The continuous crossbow output was even more crazy. Twenty-five people killed more than two hundred people, and the crossbow arrows penetrated the night sky, forming a deadly net that enveloped them.

"ah--"

Screams rang out one after another, one after another.

The Turks went crazy with anger. They grabbed the saddle tightly with one hand to stabilize their bodies, and swung their swords with their other hands to chop at the flying arrows. However, the war horses kept jumping and moving irregularly as they went downhill.

Involuntarily, he hit the flying arrow and was shot off his horse.

On a short steep slope, nearly five hundred people were either shot and dismounted, or were thrown off their horses by unstable horses. They were immediately trampled by the horses behind them, losing their combat effectiveness.

When Qin Huaidao saw that everything was being planned, he immediately laughed, turned over and dismounted, and signaled the white-tied crow to hide in the rear. When he saw his pursuers rushing down the steep slope, he couldn't help but shout: "Keep the formation and kill!"

As soon as the pursuers came down the steep slope, their footing was unstable, and when they saw someone coming up to fight them, they all screamed in anger, their eyes were red, their horses had lost their speed, and they all jumped off their horses to fight.

What Qin Huaidao wants is for the opponent to dismount and fight on foot, so that the advantage of the three-three system can be fully utilized.

"The Guards Battalion will respond with cold arrows, and the others will follow me to kill—"

With a roar, Qin Huaidao rushed forward, like a crazy humanoid beast, suddenly jumped into the air, and slammed his horse towards a general who had not had time to dismount, as fast as a meteor.

The opponent roared angrily and raised a mace to block.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the mace was smashed to the ground, and the general felt a rush of force reverberate, as if he was hit by several war horses. He screamed and fell off the horse, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he lost his life.

With one successful move, Qin Huaidao landed firmly on the ground, Ma Shan slashed left and right, and charged all the way up. No one could stop him, leaving only corpses on the ground.

When Lin Ping and others saw Qin Huaidao being so ferocious and fierce, their morale was greatly shaken. They roared angrily to embolden themselves and kept their formation and pushed forward.

The man walking in front saw the Turks rushing towards him and stabbed him with his spear. The other man was not hesitant. He slashed with his sword and chopped the spear away. Without waiting for other counterattacks, an arrow flew over and hit the man in the heart. This man

Looking at the arrow in his heart in disbelief, his body collapsed suddenly.

When the man with the spear saw that his enemy was shot by his teammates, he suddenly became brave and rushed forward excitedly. He stabbed a Turkic man with another shot. The man dodged to avoid it, stepped forward at the wrong step, and slashed with his sword.

, the spearman was shocked, thinking that he was going to die this time.

"Pfft!"

There was a sound of metal tearing flesh apart.

"Are you dead? Why doesn't it hurt?" The spearman turned his head in surprise and saw that it was the enemy who died.

At this time, a roar came from behind: "Why are you stunned? Push forward and kill."

When the spearman saw that he was his comrade, he reacted suddenly and said excitedly: "This three-three system is great for cooperative combat, hahaha, kill——"

At this moment, the pikeman is full of courage and has no worries. Anyway, his companions are ready to support him and finish off the attack. What he has to do is to block the enemy, force the enemy to protect himself, and create killing opportunities for his companions.

The same situation happened in other places. For a time, the fighting power of everyone increased sharply. The Turks who rushed up were killed all over the ground. The team continued to advance forward, with fighting spirit rising to the sky.

More than a thousand people pursued them, and lost about 500 when going down the steep slope. After the battle, the advantage in strength was not obvious.

With the coordination tactics of the three-by-three system, everyone's morale was high, and they swarmed forward and strangled the Turks.

The Turks couldn't hold it anymore, but they were entangled and couldn't escape.

Qin Huaidao beheaded another man who looked like an officer. His horse swept across the crowd and flew away the people who rushed up. He took the opportunity to sweep the battlefield. Seeing that the situation was great, the Turks could not hold it anymore. He was overjoyed and shouted: "The Turks are going to be defeated."

Come on, work harder and kill them all!"

"kill!"

More than 20 people from the Guards Battalion fired up the crossbow bolts and had no time to replace the crossbow boxes. They hung the repeating crossbows on their waists, decisively drew their swords, roared and slashed, and quickly gathered around Qin Huaidao.

"Spread out, don't block my way." Qin Huai rushed towards a crowded place with Dao Sha's rising voice.

The Guards Battalion was worried that something might happen. They dared to disperse wherever they dared. They swarmed up, chopped down the people in front of them, picked up the enemy's corpses and continued to move forward. Each one of their attacks was sure to kill them. They were very spicy, decisive and swift.

Lin Ping happened to see this scene and couldn't help but be secretly shocked - such a powerful Guards Battalion, it felt like he couldn't defeat any of them. This Lord actually had such a powerful Guards Battalion. What was his origin?

Involuntarily, Lin Ping's eyes fell on Qin Huaidao, and he felt more ambitious in his heart!

The battle ended quickly. A group of Turks tried to escape on horseback, but were shot down with arrows.

Qin Huaidao stopped, Ma Shan stood there, panting heavily and looked at the crowd. He had lost about one-third. Nearly 600 people fought against more than 1,300 people. One to two. This loss was not too big. It was considered a great victory.

, but Qin Huaidao couldn't be happy because his fighting power was still too weak.

"It seems that it is necessary to train hard for a while."

An idea flashed through his mind, and Qin Huaidao looked at Lin Ping who was approaching: "Clean the battlefield, gather the horses, and take all our people with us."

"Follow the order!" Lin Ping cupped his fists and saluted, and quickly went to make arrangements.

"Young Master!" Zhao Long came up with his men, covered in blood.

"Is everything okay?" Qin Huaidao looked at everyone with concern.

"It's okay." Zhao Long said nonchalantly, glanced at the battlefield, and then said happily: "Young Master, we won the battle. It is very rare to win with less and win more. What should we do next?"

"Collect the crossbow arrows and prepare to return to the begging tribe. We must capture them tonight."

"Follow the order!"

The white-tied crow trotted up and snorted, as if complaining. Qin Huaidao touched the white-tied crow's forehead and said with a smile: "It's easy to hurt you in foot combat. There will be many opportunities for you to show off your power in the future."

"Xilulu!"

Bai Ti Wu raised his neck and shouted, as if to express his satisfaction.

Qin Huaidao smiled, thinking of Luo Tong and Luo Ying. With Luo Tong's ability, he could still protect himself even if he failed. It wasn't a big problem. Luo Ying's thousand special forces were all powerful, and they were capable of ambushes, so there was no pressure.

I'm afraid the battle has ended by now, and we're on our way to the begging tribe, right?

Involuntarily, Qin Huaidao looked in the direction of the begging tribe, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.


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