The barbarians only saw Xia Ruize stand up and ride on the best war horse that should have belonged to their small chief, and drove the war horse back ten meters, turning his hands into crossbow arrows. Crossbow arrows were more powerful at medium and short distances, and the continuous shooting of crossbow arrows saved more time.
Cheng Huaiqian was finally able to use it. First, he shot all the 30 arrows of the middle-grade crossbow. Then, instead of backing up, he rushed towards the fastest barbarian with the knife in his hand. The big knife in his hand even danced handsomely.
Obviously, Cheng Huaiqian's figure was thinner and smaller than that of the barbarians, but Cheng Huaiqian who rushed into the barbarians was like a wolf rushing into the flock. He was extremely fierce and unstoppable. Under his hard work, the barbarian group fell one after another under his sword.
Xia Ruize always paid attention to the situation of his teammate, and the crossbow in his hand was constantly shooting out, helping to clean up the barbarians a little further away from Cheng Huaiqian, ensuring that the number of barbarians rushing in front of Cheng Huaiqian at the same time could be controlled.
The two who cooperated in a tacit battle fought against the barbarians who rushed up the hillside. There were obviously only two people in front of them, but the large number of barbarians couldn't move forward.
When the small Chief in the barbarian camp below first saw the Daxia cavalry on the hill, he was out of breath and his eyes turned black. The damn Daxia man dared to provoke him in an open manner, was this mocking him?
Thinking of how he would be ridiculed by other leaders when the news that he was provoked by the Daxia cavalry passed back to the barbarian side, the chief felt that he was going to be mad!
When the barbarian chief slowed down, he saw that there were already subordinates who could not restrain the anger and rushed up the hillside. He did not order to stop. On the contrary, when he saw that the Daxia people did not immediately turn around and escape, the small chief showed cruel smile, these damn Daxia people! After catching them, he must crush them!
As a result, the barbarian chief and the two big leaders looked expectantly as the big commander with his men rushed up the hillside, waiting for the good news of their victory.
The night attack performed by the Daxia people must have been successful because the Daxia people used insidious methods. The barbarians would not lose to this Daxia people in the daytime!
But waiting and watching, the barbarian chief found that the situation seemed a bit wrong.
Not to mention the process of rushing to the hill, many barbarian warriors fell down. In the end, the barbarian heroes who rushed in front of the Daxia people still fell in pieces? So many barbarian warriors couldn't kill a weak and poor Daxia person? Were they blind or was a fate playing a joke to them?
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer barbarians standing on the hillside, more and more barbarians were falling down, and large swaths of blood were flowing down the rocks, and even a small piece of land was stained red. The face of the small barbarian Chief could no longer be described as ugly. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he waved his hand and ordered to prepare everyone to attack.
The guards immediately led all the remaining horses in the stable, and the only twelve usable horses made the barbarian chief's face even more ugly.
But at the moment of death, it was more important to kill the two damn Daxia people. The small chief had to temporarily suppress the heartache of the BMW being robbed, and stepped on a horse, rushed out of the camp, and rushed to the hillside.
The three guard leaders and the two big leaders immediately turned on their horses and followed. Then, the four powerful commanders and two archers also turned on their horses and chased them.
The remaining war horses have been used up, and the other barbarians, regardless of whether they were small commanders or big leaders, could only run to keep up.
The barbarians of the big leader level were all equipped with war horses, and even some of the small leaders with good strength had long been equipped with war horses. Not to mention the small commanders. These high-level barbarians have really not experienced for a long time not to ride war horses and rely on their feet.
In particular, most of the barbarians just woke from their sleep, and immediately entered the battle before they even had time to release the water to relax. One could imagine the suppressed anger in their hearts, and they cast hatred glances at Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize.
If their eyes could eat people, Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize might not even have a bit of meat left.
Under the personal leadership of the small chief, the barbarian army, who had just woken up from their sleep, rushed towards the enemy on the hillside in the early morning.
"A large force rushed up."
Condescendingly, Xia Ruize immediately noticed the changes in the barbarian camp and loudly reminded his teammate.
"Good, come! Cover me."
Cheng Huaiqian replied loudly.
If it weren't for being surrounded by the barbarians at this time, Cheng Huaiqian might had laughed out loud. When the voice fell, his attack suddenly increased and was unstoppable. At the same time, Xia Ruize's crossbow bolt fell on the barbarian next to Cheng Huaiqian. The bolt suppressed the barbarians for a short time and were unable to approach. After breaking out a bloody path, Cheng Huaiqian ran out of the barbarians encirclement.
Of course, the barbarians had to rise up to catch up, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of Cheng Huaiqian running.
On the contrary, Cheng Huaiqian caught up with Xia Ruize, who had already begun to ride the horse. Xia Ruize stretched out his hand and pulled his teammate onto the horse.
Then, Cheng Huaiqian subtly controlled the horse, turned the horse's head, and ran wildly, shocking the Daxia cavalry in the distance. What made the barbarian army inexplicable was that the direction in which Cheng Huaiqian ran the horse wildly was clearly the direction of the small barbarian Chief.
Seeing Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize's provocative behavior, and seeing Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize's BMW that should have belonged to him, the barbarian chief screamed madly, and with his legs hardened, he speeded up again, and left the army running behind him. He charged straight towards Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize.
When they were still far away, Xia Ruize handed the crossbow arrow in his hand to Cheng Huaiqian, drew his bow and shot the arrow himself, aiming at a small commander who was running behind the small chief, who was also bending his bow and arrow.
Cheng Huaiqian controlled the horse with one hand, and shot the crossbow in the opposite direction with the other.
Xia Ruize shot an arrow to the small commander who was good at shooting among the barbarians. Compared with the small commander who had a wealth of shooting experience, Xia Ruize's experience was indeed much less, but his skills, bows, arrows, and the bonuses of personal strength were too much. In addition, the target he aimed at was the horse under the small commander.
The result of the shooting was that the small commander's horse instantly overturned and threw the small commander on his back, while the arrow shot by the small commander was blocked by Cheng Huaiqian's spear.
Cavalry battles were still battles on horseback. Weapons had one point advantage; long spears were the most suitable.
The process of the two horses galloping and getting closer was the process in which Xia Ruize constantly drew the bow and shot at the opposite barbarian, while the bow and arrow shot by the opposite barbarian was constantly blocked by Cheng Huaiqian.
Under the super high agility value, these arrows seemed to slow down in Cheng Huaiqian's eyes, and it was easy and simple to resist.
The arrows shot by the barbarian archers were easily blocked by Cheng Huaiqian's spear, but the arrows shot by Xia Ruize were not so easy to block, because the arrows carried too much power and the speed of the arrows was too fast, exceeding the expectations of the barbarians.
When the two horses were about to meet in the middle of the barbarian camp and the hill, there were only ten of the original twelve horses on the barbarian side, and all the archers fell. Even the barbarian army running from behind had their archers shot down.
Resolving the archer's long-range threat, Xia Ruize put away the sunrise bow, picked up the crossbow that was handed back, and shot at the barbarian chief who was approaching quickly.
The small chief who had been prepared to fight Cheng Huaiqian's spear had no choice but to stop Xia Ruize's arrows in a hurry. When the horses meet in the next second, he could only retreat with his big sword in a hurry to block Cheng Huaiqian's attack.
The horses galloping at high speed passed by in an instant. Cheng Huaiqian's spear collided with the barbarian chief's big knife, but Cheng Huaiqian came prepared and attacked with all his strength, but the barbarian chief hurriedly challenged and lost for a while, a wound was scratched at the waist and abdomen.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Huaiqian returned his hand and swept down a small barbarian commander, while Xia Ruize's crossbow shot a big barbarian leader.
The speed of the battle on horseback was very fast, and within a short period of one or two seconds, the battle situation changed dramatically.
When the two sides shifted their horses to hedge again, Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize repeated their old skills and cooperated tacitly. Although they failed to injure the barbarian chief again, they once again knocked down a barbarian leader to the ground and killed another one.
Two consecutive battles against the barbarians did not gain an advantage, and he was injured. The chief of the barbarians was angry and at the same time had a little more cautiousness in his heart.
Just when he turned his horse's head and wanted to charge again, and by the way, when the running barbarians finally rushed to surround the battlefield, he found that he did not see the two Daxia people on the opposite side. On the contrary, he only saw their backs riding away.
"what!!!"
Realizing that he had been deceived, the small barbarian chief spit fire with angry eyes, waved his big hand at the back of the two nasty Daxia people, indicating that his subordinates would pursue it with all their strength.
Cheng Huaiqian did not flee to the south as the barbarians expected to control the horse. On the contrary, he rushed to the north.
At the same time, twelve cavalrymen rushed out of the diagonal stab, followed their commander´s horse, and rushed north together.
Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize rode a horse together, with an empty horse and their cavalry behind them, and then eight barbarian horses and more than a thousand barbarian warriors who ran and chased wildly.
"Hahaha..."
Cheng Huaiqian turned his head and glanced at the scene behind him, happy.
The chest trembles, and Xia Ruize, who was in front of Cheng Huaiqian, couldn't help but glanced back, seeing eight lonely barbarian war horses and large swathes of barbarians struggling to run wild.
The barbarians were so "pathetic", Xia Ruize couldn't help but laugh. The two looked at each other, and there was a tacit message in their eyes.
"We have to hold down a little bit of speed and not run too fast, otherwise the chaser will feel that they can't catch up with us and it won't be fun if they don't chase."
After he was happy, Cheng Huaiqian slowed the speed of the horse galloping in time according to the rear situation.
The BMW under them was worthy of being the one-in-a-million BMW that belonged to the chief of the barbarians. Although it was far less than the amber horse in terms of understanding, the quality was already very good, and the speed of the two people could even surpass other loads. A great horse of a cavalry, of course, was very powerful in stimulating the barbarian chief.
Cheng Huaiqian and Xia Ruize ran in the forefront, and now he said that he wanted to reduce the speed, his cavalry could only obey.
To be honest, although these cavalries have been in the army for a long time, it was the first time they had experienced such a thrilling scene.
A barbarian army with the size of a small barbarian chief was chasing after them, but they were not thinking about how to speed up the horse to escape to life, but instead wanted to slow down the speed of the horse and hang the barbarian to continue chasing.
Such an incredible experience, they were afraid that their comrades would not believe a word.
It was also at this time that the cavalry deeply realized how wise and crucial it was for the two commanders to take the horses in the barbarian camp the night before. Without the horses, the barbarians could only be hung by them like flying a kite.
Cheng Huaiqian slowed down the speed of the horse, and the small barbarian chief at the rear also slowed the speed of the horse. After a little bit of anger dissipated, he finally remembered that there were no hundreds of horses galloping behind him. The barbarian warriors under him now had no horses. Only relying on the legs, the marching speed was naturally slower.
In order not to leave the large army, the barbarian chief could only slow down.
But fortunately, the quality of their enemy's horses was so poor that they wouldn't be able to run, so that they won't get lost.
In this way, speeding all the way and chasing all the way, the barbarian army abruptly chased for half an hour.
A big commander who followed the small chief of the barbarian looked tangledly at the Daxia cavalry in front of him, then turned to look at the barbarian army behind him, and continued to look far away, but he couldn't see the camp in which they rested last night…
He felt that the situation was a bit wrong. Wasn´t their mission to go south through Bianlu City and continue to attack the hinterland of Daxia? Why were they heading north now? Even the big camp was lost to the south of the team?
The barbarian commander struggled a bit, and wanted to remind the small chief. At this moment, he saw the leader of the Daxia cavalry in front standing up, one continued to control the horse, while the other turned back and drew bows and arrows!
In the horrified gaze of the barbarians, Xia Ruize half-kneeled on horseback, Cheng Huaiqian hugged his waist to help him fix his body, while Xia Ruize pulled his bow in the direction of the small barbarian chief.
The arrow shot straight at the small chief, and the small chief immediately swung his knife to block it. However, at this block, the calm heart immediately aroused anger. There were no other concerns in his eyes, and he only stared at Daxia's cavalry.
The barbarians riding their war horses were fine, but the running barbarians were suffering. They just woke up, and they had to run back and forth in the desert, sweating profusely, and running short of breath.
But the chief was in front, and the chase order had not been taken back, they had to keep chasing, they were really desperate!
After that, whenever the barbarians chasing slack in the rear, Xia Ruize would shoot an arrow at the small barbarian chief, and the small chief controlled by anger would shout and order his subordinates to pursue it hard.
When the barbarians were chasing diligently, Xia Ruize's arrows changed targets. He didn't aim at the barbarians riding on the war horses at all. He specifically aimed at the high-level barbarians in the barbarian army running behind. Those should obviously ride easily. The high-ranking barbarians on the war horse had darkened eyes and sweated profusely. They couldn't dodge in the face of Xia Ruize's fast and fierce arrows.
The barbarians who fell to the ground with the arrow would immediately be overwhelmed by the barbarians who rushed up from the rear. The small chief of the barbarians who only chased the Daxia people on horseback did not notice that his senior men were falling to the ground and disappearing one by one.