But this slight pause was enough to make the riding group wide.

In fact, although many team heroes practiced daily, their riding skills were slightly inferior to the Turks, and their advantage was that the horses they sat down were even more majestic.

As soon as the distance widens, their advantages begin to expand again.

"shoot!"

Hissing...

The arrow shot out like a locust, and a piece of it fell from the Turkic formation like harvesting wheat.

They had already begun to get anxious, but every round of flying would cause chaos in the formation. Once chaotic, the war horses could not be used and could not be galloped and pursued. Their empty dancers had long swords, but they had no effect at all. They actually felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing the riding group.

But... they still gritted their teeth and continued to pursue them stubbornly.

The riding group was a little unfamiliar at the beginning, but gradually they mastered the tricks. For them, actual combat was the best practice.

Wang Er was carrying a horse. Just a year ago, he was a lazy and greedy guy. At that time, Qin Shaoyou's greatest pleasure was kicking his butt and picking him out. As a model of a slag, he wanted to tie him up and parade around to show his presence.

But now, he has long become a powerful Guandong man with a powerful back and waist. He rode on the horse and the wind blew, but he seemed to be unaware of the cavalry tactics. Although he was mixed in the cavalry team, when Fang Jing shouted, "Going the wind." Without much explanation, he would, like many people, change the direction of the war horses, and roar and run half an arc like flowing water. Then he took out the ox horn bow and pulled out the arrows from the quiver. The arrows did not have to pass through the sun according to the wind direction. He just needed to master the strength and at the same time, he would fly out his arrows when the war horses were galloping.

A bunch of dense locusts flew into the Turkish formation like raindrops.

The casualties began to increase.

What's even more terrifying is that the formation of the Turks completely collapsed. Once the war horses start to attack, they must not easily pull up the reins. Because once the horse speed is slowed down and running again, it will be difficult to exert the maximum sprinting power. This is like a car in later generations. When you keep stepping on the accelerator, the speed will continue to rise, 100 yards, 120 yards, 150 yards, and even 200 yards... But once you collect fuel or brake in the middle, then you must sprint again and stop brakes, which is a taboo for cavalry.

However, the arrow kept falling like raindrops. Many people fell off the horse, their horses lost control, and they began to run around. If you can't slow down the horse speed, you are very likely to collide with Ranma. Not to mention, many Turkic people were only injured after falling off the horse. If they just ran wildly, they might trample on them to death.

So many people subconsciously began to tie the reins, waited for the horses to run away, but continued to sprint. After running and stopping, the originally dense charge formation suddenly scattered. The horse team that originally gathered within a hundred feet was dispersed within four or five hundred feet.

Anima already felt something was wrong.

Once the cavalry dispersed and lost their sprinting power, they were just infantry riding horses. Even the infantry was inferior to that. If they lost their mobility, the war horses would become a burden.

She was already surprised because in her impression, Qin Shaoyou was just a very funny guy. During the banquet, he chatted and laughed, which always touched her thoughts. But when they were riding in the same carriage, Anima's impression of him changed. This person was very insightful and a person with extremely delicate minds and clear logic. Therefore, Anima knew that this person was not as simple as he thought, and he was a very powerful person.

But she never expected that Qin Shaoyou would lead troops, but it would be fine to lead troops. A militia in his hand could exert such great power.

At least...their tactics are extremely powerful. This tactic has greatly improved the advantages of Han cavalry, which is to use sharper bows and arrows to arm themselves, so as to maximize their effectiveness.

In the blink of an eye, seventy or eighty Turkic people lost their combat power and fell off their horses. At this time, the formation was extremely disordered. If this delayed, the Turkic cavalry would undoubtedly be defeated.

Thinking of this, her whole body was soaked in fragrant sweat, and she didn't care to touch her forehead, her hair was already floating around. She gritted her silver teeth and decided to cut off her arm.

"Enter the city!" she shouted in Turkic.

The Turkic cavalry immediately understood the princess's intentions, so dozens of personal guards surrounded her without hesitation and galloped towards the imperial city of Xuanwumen.

The other Turks went against the rules and continued to rush towards the cavalry.

The intention is already very obvious. Ahnima refused to hand over the battle in a short time? Then Ahnima would not go to accompany her. She chose to go directly to Xuanwu Gate. As long as someone entered Xuanwu Gate, Qin Shaoyou's intention would be frustrated.

But the cavalry wanted to intercept, but the hundreds of Turkic cavalry were standing in front of them. Although they were already out of breath, trapped and exhausted, and no longer had the previous aura, unless the cavalry could defeat it in a short time,... the raw rice would have to be cooked. Even if the Unity Camp could make people look at them with admiration, so what? After all... it could only make people look at them with admiration.

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On the city tower, the officials who were originally ashen-faced and Li Longji, the King of Linzi, finally breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw Qin Shaoyou's power and the lightning-like unity camp, many people's mood could only be described as horror, because... this was incredible.

A cavalry group can actually defeat the Turkic cavalry. Even the most elite soldiers and horses in the Great Zhou Dynasty may not be able to defeat the place so easily.

Li Longji had already begun to become impatient. This happy event was only one step away, but because of this small step, there was such a turning point. Once the princess was not married, all the previous scheming would be completely lost.

However... when Anima brought people directly to Xuanwu Gate, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although this time, the Tuanjie Camp was full of popularity and almost made him lose face, at least his wedding was about to come.

He couldn't help but glance at Wu Zetian carefully.

Wu Zetian just held the female wall and looked out from afar. Her eyes were deeper than others, as if she didn't care about the current situation, and what she cared more was far more important than this.

Although she looked indifferent, Wu Zetian's breathing was a little rapid. Obviously, her mood was not as calm as she showed.

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It was too late to go, and the cavalry group was no longer allowed to continue to deal with the Turks.

Qin Shaoyou raised his sword and roared: "Break the enemy!"

The riding group still maintained high-speed maneuvering. They never stopped since the moment they started running. Many war horses were already a little weak, but... they could continue to persevere.

Breaking the enemy is a signal of a frontal sprint.

With a command, the horse team began to rush rapidly, and the dense horse team was like an arrow. The arrow cluster was like Fang Jing, who put away the ox horn bow and held an iron spear.

"Break the enemy!" Everyone became excited, pulled out their long swords, and continued to activate the war horses as fast as the wind. They then rushed towards the Turkic formation like a wave.

Rumble... Rumble...

The real decisive battle has begun!

The sharp sword reflected the eyes and the spears of the forest pierced the void. They ran, running closer and closer, sweeping across the sky with an unstoppable momentum, and finally appeared in front of the Turks.

It was just a short distance, and in this moment, it seemed as if all the scenery in the world had stopped.

The white air that spurted out from the mouth, the war horse spread its four hooves for a moment, the spear tightly started to lift it straight, the sword was raised high, the athlete who was about to jump into the enemy formation, the flags were waving and rushing, connecting to the heaven and earth.

A moment later.

Rumble...

call……

Bang...

Countless sounds are like symphony.

The scattered Turkic cavalry team could not withstand such an impact at all, not to mention that most of them had lost their mobility, and what they were waiting for was the collision of the cavalry group.

Countless people collided.

Someone flew several feet away, the war horses were neighing, and the Turks suddenly... were desperate!

Because when the cavalry team, like a sharp arrow, did not stop, they knocked away a person, waved a long sword in their hands, and slashed wildly, but the horse sitting down still spread its hooves and rushed forward.

The defeat is like a mountain of defeat, and the outcome is just between this breath.

When the flesh and blood of the Turks could not stop the horsepower of the Iron Cavalry of the Unity Camp, they knew that everything was over.

Because of this scene, they experienced so much. They and their ancestors once formed a cavalry like the current Iron Cavalry of the Unity Camp, intensively sprinted, rushed into the poor lamb with swords, and killed a lot.

But this time... it's people who serve as the slaughter and I serve as the fish!

The first cavalry rushed out a hole. Before the Turks could react and make up for it, two...three...ten...the iron cavalry of the Unity Camp, who had been rushing in a wildly manner, was constantly expanding, like the land plowed by iron, but what was left was not the renovated loess, but flesh and blood.

"Break the enemy!"

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It is really hard to write about this kind of action plot. I feel like I have run 800 meters in many circles. Is there anyone who comforts and encourages the tiger? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!