Rumble...

Hundreds of cavalry rushed straight towards Xuanwu Gate from the direction of the Siguo Pavilion.

Standing on the city tower, someone couldn't help but exclaim: "The leader is His Highness, the Turkic Princess?"

Everyone looked closely and it was true.

But although Anima was wearing a wedding dress, she was wearing a horse and a knife, and was brave and brave. She was surrounded by hundreds of Turkic people and rushed straight to this direction with this black cavalry team.

Getting closer...get getting closer...

At this time, someone could even see the outline on Anima's face.

But just as everyone was relieved, black spots suddenly appeared in the direction of the northwest gate.

In the end, there are more and more black spots and become more and more dense.

Here comes!

The other party has raised a flag and Henan Road Unity Camp.

This is a very strange feeling. In the eyes of all the officials, this flag is like a joke.

But today, in the rush of wind, the rushing flags still make people feel worried.

The Turks noticed the movement.

Originally, at this time, they could have left a group of people to stop them, and the rest of them surrounded Princess Anima and entered the imperial city.

But at this time, Anima raised the scimitar.

Under the scorching sun, the scimitar burst out like a strange force, shining with a cold light.

The Turkic bloodline on her body obviously did not allow her to escape in panic. She looked at the cavalry team like a whirlwind in the distance, feeling complicated, but she was determined in her eyes.

The moment she raised the scimitar, the Turks quickly understood His Highness's intention.

Fight and defeat them!

These Turks, who had been on horseback since childhood, were already very skillful in drawing out swords and hula-stopped the horse and stayed there, ready to go.

In fact, they are not stupid to do this.

These carefully selected samurai were proud. If they were facing the flying cavalry or imperial guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they might be able to admit defeat and quickly escort His Highness into the imperial city to avoid any trouble.

But they knew that the enemy opposite them was just a group of militias, that's all.

A militia attacked. If the Turks chose rationality, then... they had no face to face. They could not be shameless.

As a result, hundreds of Turkic cavalry began to gather in dense crowds, and the people and horses approached each other. They were uneasy to control the war horses sitting down, and the war horses had already felt something, panting heavily.

Anima was surrounded by a triple inside and outside. She looked over the Turkic cavalry in front of her and looked at the far and near flags. She naturally couldn't see Qin Shaoyou clearly. But she knew that this guy was in the team, so she gritted her silver teeth and waited patiently.

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Rumble... Rumble...

After hundreds of martial cavalry brave men approached, they heard Fang Jing's order and began to slow down their horses and then began to move forward slowly.

The two cavalry teams began to approach, and everyone was like cheetahs who were about to rush to eat. While walking slowly in the garden, they looked at their opponents carefully.

It was just this subtle action, but it was soon captured by the Turks on and down the city tower.

At this time, the Turkic people began to tense up. They realized that the opponent they were facing was not just a group of militias. It is necessary to know that people were on horseback. Unless they had been trained for a long time, they could achieve unity of people and horses and fully understand the horse nature, so that they could control the horses to sit down steadily. It was necessary to coordinate, but coordination was the most difficult. It was easy for a team of infantry to coordinate because infantry traveled on their own legs. People could always control their feet, but it was another matter to coordinate the horses that had to sit down with the people around them. Fang Jing of the Unity Camp called the order, and the cavalry team began to jog in unison in steps, and the formation was not scattered. From this, it can be seen that this was an elite cavalry that had been practiced for a long time.

Even the Turks who grew up on horseback became a little afraid of them.

In addition, the Pegasus of the Unite Camp came and did not rush to sprint. This also shows that in this cavalry team, some people are well versed in the methods of cavalry combat. When cavalry combat, the most important thing is sprinting power. After all, a horse is not a machine. It cannot be able to run continuously. It will be exhausted and exhausted. Therefore, a general who is truly versed in cavalry combat must not only know people, but also know horses. Before sprinting, the war horse must reach the best state, so that the power of the war horse can be increased to the highest level.

Obviously, they slowed down their horses and started walking in the garden. They were hundreds of steps away. They seemed to be just rational and refused to rush easily, but in fact they were accumulating horsepower.

Some people above the city tower have begun to change their colors.

In their impression, the so-called Unity Camp certainly made great contributions, but after all, the victory over the Jinzhou bandit army was based on fire attacks. Now, seeing the excellent weapons of this Unity Camp, the magical horses and orders were imposed, people suddenly looked at it with admiration.

Wu Zetian's face showed a look of expectation. Her eyes were faint and she looked at the direction of the Unity Camp without moving.

At this time, the Turks, who knew the intention of the Unity Camp, felt something was wrong.

A burst of shouts erupted in the crowd, and then, there was a thunderous sound of joy. The Turks raised their scimitars and rushed towards the Tuanjie Camp together.

Rumble... Rumble...

The black cavalry team rushed towards the opposite side like an arrow that was riding its string. Everyone was greedily breathing the thin air, holding the sword tightly, and a fanatical murderous intent ignited in their black eyes.

The impact of these hundreds of people was no less than the rush of thousands of troops. He hit the thick bricks heavily in front of the horse's hooves, like a war drum that urged the murderous intent to rise up.

Rumble... Rumble...

The earth was trembling, and every heart beat rapidly with the roar.

"kill!"

Fang Jing pulled his horse and was only beside Qin Shaoyou. He looked at Qin Shaoyou.

Qin Shaoyou gritted his teeth, his face a little bit stern. He really wanted to fight his life, and the determination that burst out was amazing. Now he could not take care of so much. He did not hesitate and shouted: "Break the enemy!"

Fang Jing let out a long breath and shouted: "Follow me!"

So hundreds of strong horses moved.

Fang Jing did not charge and snatch the Turks immediately, but instead made a beautiful detour and began to wander towards the edge of the wide square.

The cavalry immediately followed with a rumbling sound.

Two iron cavalry began to capture the land covering an area of ​​nearly thousands of acres, and the two sides began to move in different directions.

As quiet as a virgin, as if it were rid of a rabbit, whistling wildly in the ears of the brave men, like a knife, but they were used to it. The breed of horses they sat on was excellent and carefully raised. Therefore, once they moved, they would be like a meteor. They sat on the horse, rising and falling with the horses, as if they were walking on the flat ground. The harsh riding exercise for half a year has already made them familiar with everything in front of them, because what they have done now has long been integrated into their lives.

At this time, Fang Jing shouted: "Wind!"

The flag-holding soldier responded: "Dongfeng!"

"Good wind!"

Just two short words, but the information contained in them is familiar to everyone.

The cavalry team began to detour like the wind.

The Turkic cavalry behind them bit them tightly.

At this time, the group brave men had already taken out their ox horn bows and took out their arrows.

Someone shouted: "Good wind!"

After a perfect arc of one and a half, everyone was already sweating profusely. They clamped the horse's belly with their legs, held the ox horn bow in their hands, and put on the arrow in one hand.

The arrowhead refers to the Turks who are at the lower vent.

Qin Shaoyou was extremely excited. Although he did not hold the bow, he ran along with the cavalry. He couldn't help but shout: "Shoot!"

Arrows fall like rain!

The rain of arrows covering the clouds and sun fell directly into the Turkic formation. Suddenly, dozens of people were caught in arrows and fell off their horses.

However, the sudden rain of arrows and the fallen Turks made the Turks' charge formation begin to appear in a little confusion. The fallen horse screamed and the war horse that lost its master's control ran around like a flies, causing the Turkish cavalry on one side to avoid it. So they collided, and the others had to slow down some horse speed and adjust.

But at this time, the cavalry of the Unity Camp had already rode their horses away.

The Turks finally realized the power of the Unity Camp.

They regretted it at this time. If they had known this, they should have brought a bow and arrow.

However, people who are really familiar with the inside story are probably also aware that even if they carry bows and arrows, they will be useless.

Because the united camp is equipped with a ox-horn bow, and the power of the ox-horn bow is that it is a compound bow, with great power, but the bow is only one meter long, easy to carry, and the arrow is short, and it is not a problem for one person to carry fifty arrows. This kind of bow is very difficult to make and costs a lot.

As for the Turkic bows, they seem a bit terrible. In theory, it belongs to a longbow. Because it is not the category of a compound bow, it is generally two meters long, which is very inconvenient to carry, and shooting on the fly is even more cumbersome. Because the bow is too long, the combined bows often require nearly one meter in length. The longer the arrows, the smaller the power and penetration. Holding this bow and shooting with a team of guys holding ox horns is simply seeking death.

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Every time I write such a plot, the tiger feels exhausted, but I am looking forward to the next duel. Well, I finally got another chapter, everyone goes to bed earlier! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!