Dakun finally reunited the escaped tribesmen, but these people were already scarred.

The morale of these defeated soldiers has been reduced to the extreme, but Da Kun is in urgent need of a punching bag. Of course, it is not purely personal revenge, but he needs to find someone to take the blame.

The most suitable person to take the blame at this time is the boy Wu Qige. Ever since this boy saw the defeat, he was instantly devastated.

But this is not the time to settle accounts. It's not that the people from the Central Plains are chasing after him, or that the infantry is chasing the cavalry. Unless they take the wrong medicine, they should carefully control him when they return.

At this time, a big man pointed forward and shouted, "Chief, look there is someone in front of you."

"Ah, where."

"What, there are enemies."

At this time, these Ding Ling tribesmen were already in a state of panic. This battle was really torturous. It was obvious that they were the attacking party and the initiative was in their own hands.

In the end, the battle was like this, and our own side lost troops and generals, and was completely defeated.

Dakun was stunned, narrowed his eyes forward, looked at the clansmen around him, rolled his eyes and smiled.

"A mere twenty or so riders, huh, Central Plains people, do you really think that we Dingling people are prairie dogs?"

Da Kun raised his arms and said with a ferocious expression, "My dear fellows, this is our way home. Kill these Central Plains people who are only about twenty or so riders!"

Immediately, the boys started making some crazy screams, but it seemed that they did not have a strong will to attack, but more like using these strange screams to dispel the fear in their hearts.

Yang Qian wore heavy armor, held a four-meter horse pole, and sat on the rhinoceros against the wind. His ferocious face armor heralded that another battle of blood and fire was about to come.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, and more than twenty cavalry spread out in a cone formation, with Yang Gan at the head, followed by Fei Lian, Krisna, and Belika, and behind them were the twenty selected cavalry.

Each of these twenty people is eight feet tall, and the horses are all the best horses in the army. Not only are they tall, but their endurance and sprinting power are also top-notch.

It can be said that they are the best among the best. Any one of these people can serve as a general in the army of the vassal states.

But this is also impossible, because these people are the products of Yang Qian's intensive brainwashing, regardless of the fact that Wu Gaolang, Jing Huai and others were pushed out.

To talk about the level of loyalty, these people are not so much die-hard loyalists as they are dead warriors.

"Huh~~~!"

A thick smoke ring blew out from Yang Qian's mouth, he turned his head and looked behind him, revealing a relaxed look.

"Everyone, the other side has four to five hundred cavalry, and we only have about twenty cavalry. Are you afraid?"

Krisna spat out a puff of white mist from the corner of her mouth and said disdainfully, "Hmph, I think we should annihilate them all this time."

"Well, it's better to annihilate them all." Bellica said coldly.

Fei Lian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it's been a long time since I fought alongside you. I miss you so much."

But he said in a depressed tone, "It's a pity that Ran Jing didn't come, and my mount..."

Fei Lian was huge, and an ordinary mount could hardly drag him even though he was fully armored. Even a good horse might not be able to fight for a long time, which gave him a headache.

Yang Gan smiled and said, "Our natural power is God's reward. Although Ran Jing is good at martial arts now, I hope he can become a general."

"Your mount, I will help you find a solution today."

After saying that, Yang Gan raised Ma Shan high and shouted, "Everyone, prepare for the cone formation. I have already said that whoever dares to show a knife to us, we will kill them all."

"Kill them all."

"Kill them all."

"Kill them all."

More than 20 people shouted in unison, and their voice was so powerful that the morale of dozens of people directly surpassed the four to five hundred cavalry troops.

"Hahaha, let these grassland people see today, the romance of us Central Plains people, the sky is covered with snow, horses trample on Hulu, and the soldiers follow me to kill!!!"

Yang Gan waved his horse, and the twenty or so people turned into an awl and rushed towards the opponent's four to five hundred cavalry.

If the cavalry collides with the cavalry, both sides will suffer a great loss, but Yang Qian has never been afraid of colliding with each other.

Who asked him to ride a rhinoceros, or a super rhinoceros fed by violent blood pills? After putting on the horse armor, the ordinary war horse was directly knocked out by its collision, and even the cavalry on the horse were thrown away and fell from the horse. And died.

The two torrents, one small and one large, collided together in an instant. If you look down in the sky, you will find that the cone-shaped formation headed by Yang Gan is like a red-hot knife, directly smashing the cavalry of four to five hundred people. Chisel through.

Yang Qian wielded Ma Shu, with unparalleled power and a sixty-centimeter Shuo blade, and he often swung it.

It can cut off the necks of the galloping cavalry and war horses, and rush all the way, leaving behind only corpses on the war horses with no heads and blood spraying.

After breaking out of the encirclement, Yang Gan turned the reins and once again formed a cone formation to continuously wash away the Ding Ling cavalry.

The cavalry team of more than 20 people was about to annihilate the opponent within ten minutes, when suddenly Fei Lian secretly cursed.

"Your Majesty, he wants to run away~~~!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Fei Lian's finger and saw a man dressed very differently from others, preparing to flee towards the north.

Yang Gan hurriedly said, "Fei Lian, catch him, don't let him run away."

"No!" Fei Lian agreed and hurriedly ran towards the Kunda clan leader.

Yang Gan led the crowd to clean up and hunt down some deserters who had fled.

When the last cavalryman's head was chopped off, Yang Gan took a breather and swung his horse's sword to shake off all the blood-stained flesh.

"Yang Gan, why are you chasing these guys? They are all injured anyway, and they probably won't survive long in this weather." Krisna asked without knowing why.

Yang Gan was covered in blood, and the blood sprayed from the necks of some cavalry even flowed down his body, dyeing the rhino's back red.

The ferocious mask on his face, highlighted by the blood, seemed to have turned into a life-threatening ghost, which was extremely terrifying.

"When you come out to fool around, you must keep your word. If you say you want to annihilate everything, then annihilate everything. Otherwise, others will think that we Central Plains people are not trustworthy."

Yang Qian's tone was relaxed. It was obvious that after charging for a while, he felt relaxed. Even behind his visor, there was an expression of enjoyment.

Krisna lifted half of the body on the cold snow, looked at the smooth wounds, and said in surprise.

"Yang Qian, your spear is very accurate. You almost cut off their heads."

Yang Qian was stunned and touched his head, only to find that he was holding on to his helmet. He didn't know why.

"I don't know why it's so accurate. In the past, when I used the sword, I would split them whole in many cases. Now it seems that if I want to, there is a high probability that I can kill them with one strike."

Krisna smiled and said, "It seems that what Cao Wushuang teaches is somewhat beneficial."

Yang Qian nodded silently. Although the training was boring, it had to be said that after his body had been slashed tens of thousands of times, he instinctively used some skills.

Just this subtle skill allowed Yang Qian to save a lot of energy when cutting off the heads of horses and people with a horse spear, and it was also extremely accurate.

Of course, there are still mistakes occasionally made, after all, the rhinoceros is still very bumpy when running wildly.

Seeing that the blood stains were gradually cooling down, Yang Gan came to his senses and ordered the two cavalrymen to go back and report the news, while he and others began to clean up the battlefield, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the corpses once they froze.

Not long after, more than fifty soldiers came to the battlefield on Yang Qian's side, and they came galloping with carriages with arrows stuck in them.

For the soldiers guarding the border, they have their own way of dealing with corpses. They turn the corpse's back to the sky and put the iron knife on its neck.

Kneel on the back of the corpse and use a little force to cut off the head without getting the armor dirty, otherwise the armor is often stained with blood and is inconvenient to clean.

Half of the people carried the corpses, and the other half cut off the heads, and also took away all the valuables on them. Even in the ice and snow, this habit will not be abandoned.

In Yang Gan's camp, after seeing the battle ended, under the command of Ran Jing, he pushed away the carriage and started to cut off the heads and clean up the bodies in a small team of five.

Even when harvesting the spoils of war, they were neat and orderly. From this, we can see the strict military discipline of the Xuanjia Army.

"Ambulance soldier, ambulance soldier~~~!" a soldier shouted loudly.

Not long after, several women wearing light armor rushed out of a nearby small tent, with special straps on their arms.

They directed the soldiers to carry the wounded into the tent and begin treatment.

Ji Xi and the two looked at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield with great fear in their hearts.

It was completely incomprehensible, with smiles on their faces and several bloody heads in their hands.

The painful expressions on these people's heads and the smiles of the soldiers formed a striking contrast.

Not long after, Yang Gan returned from afar with his soldiers.

Back in the tent, Yang Gan took off all his armor, and his body, which was almost frozen and stiff, gradually warmed up.

When I first set off on the rhinoceros, the temperature was still okay. After all, I was wearing a lot of clothes, but no matter what, the enemy's blood would flow in through the gaps in the armor.

As a result, the wool sweater inside was soaked with blood, and he almost froze to death inside the armor.

At this time, Yang Qian's whole body was bright red. After letting his body warm up a little, he walked through the passage with a towel and slowly walked into the hot spring.

Belika and Krisna also followed. The three of them washed away the blood stains on their bodies, and Qin Xiangru walked in with a large bottle of medicinal wine.

Theoretically, you are not allowed to drink alcohol while soaking in hot springs, but who gave the three of them strong hearts.

The strong heartbeat is like a super engine, beating slowly and powerfully.

Don't think that you can quickly warm up after soaking in the hot spring. When the three of you went into the hot spring, you were a little confused.

The water in the hot spring actually feels like it has no temperature at all, which is actually very dangerous.

After taking the medicinal wine handed over by Qin Xiangru, Yang Qian drank three large bowls in a row. Slowly, a trace of warmth began to appear in his body, and it didn't take long for the warmth to gradually increase.
Chapter completed!