The earth was vast under the gray sky, filled with smoke. After the fierce battle, the battlefield was covered with corpses. Facing the 10,000 elite cavalry under Murong Ke, the 20,000 vanguard troops sent by Zhao Feng were easily defeated.

"Young clan leader, this rebel is vulnerable." A burly cavalry carried his scimitar that symbolized the identity of the Tata clan and wiped blood on the corpse of the enemy on the ground, and his words were full of disdain for the enemy.

The soldiers of the Tata tribe have always been rebellious. With the help of Lin Chuan, Murong Ke, the Tata tribes, subdued the remaining Tata tribes in Jiuyuan Province. Now the Tata cavalry has become the main force of the cavalry under Lin Chuan.

"It's not that the rebels are vulnerable, but that we are too strong." Murong Ke replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, the young patriarch said this well." The cavalry around him applauded.

These Tata warriors who eat raw meat and drink blood are particularly powerful. The scimitar they use can easily cut through the enemy's armor. They are the most elite sharp blades in Lin Chuan's hands.

The former cavalry commander Wu Jing was injured and recuperated. Murong Ke, the rising cavalry general, temporarily served as the cavalry commander. Murong Ke not only had the courage of the Tata people, but he was more inclined to learn the culture of the Far Eastern people. Therefore, he was a young general with both wisdom and courage. Lin Chuan's temporary handing over the cavalry to him was also full of respect for him.

"Young clan leader, there are a lot of good things for this rebel." The cavalrymen who cleaned the battlefield habitually searched for the dead enemy's bags and found that each of these rebels had a lot of good things, and many of them seized a lot of gold coins.

Murong Ke didn't care about the soldiers who were searching for items on the corpse, and he walked straight to a prisoner who was being held by the cavalry.

Murong Ke raised the chin of a captive soldier with a knife and asked coldly: "How far is your large army from here?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me," the prisoners shivered in the face of Murong Ke's interrogation, and their eyes were filled with fear. They had personally experienced the scene of being rushed back and forth by these black-armored cavalrymen, which was simply a nightmare.

"Say! Otherwise I will kill you!" Murong Ke's face was cold, like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing his sharpness and shocked the prisoners.

After a while, Murong Ke threw the trembling prisoner back, and he already knew the information he wanted.

"Everyone got on the horse!" Murong Ke walked towards his war horse and ordered.

Although the black-armored cavalry seemed careless on weekdays, they did not vaguely when executing the orders. They all got up from the ground and turned on their horses. Soon the cavalry had gathered together and rolled towards the West.

Murong Ke has already received the news that the main rebel forces led by Zhao Feng are not far from here, and the infantry on his side have not yet arrived at the Grand Heights, so Murong Ke is ready to fight against the enemy and buy time for friendly forces to build a line of defense.

In the dark night, Zhao Feng led 200,000 troops to advance eastward, and the torches raised were like long dragons, illuminating the hustle and bustle of marching.

These troops, which once belonged to the Nanchuan Army, have now become private soldiers of the Zhao family. All officers who dared to resist the Zhao family were executed one by one. Almost all important positions were held by the Zhao family's children. This huge army has now become the sharp teeth of the Zhao family.

“Camp in Grand Heights tonight!”

“Camp in Grand Heights tonight!”

The war horses under the commander's crotch galloped back along the marching line, and the voices resounded in the ears of every soldier. The soldiers whispered in a low voice throughout the day of the march.

The marching line lasted for more than ten miles, with torches shining, and the people were noisy. The whole team was very lively. Zhao Feng had promised his soldiers that as long as they annihilate the Linchuan army, they would be allowed to live in Aokichuan for three days. Thinking of the prosperity of Aokichuan, these soldiers could not wait to rush into Aokichuan and vent their vent.

The Nanchuan Army had strict military discipline and established a military judge. The Fourth Legion, composed of bandits and bandits, hated the military judges and soldiers. This time, Zhao Feng rebelled, and the military soldiers among the generals killed one of them and got the support of these bandits and bandits. All the villages and towns along the way were looted by Zhao Feng's people. Each soldier's pocket was full, filled with various treasures and valuable items. This is also the reason why Murong Ke was afraid that the rebel vanguard troops would find the rebels rich.

Although Zhao Feng is a commander, he prefers to sit in a comfortable carriage and march. In his opinion, this is the symbol of status.

"General, the enemy cavalry was found harassing in front of him-" Zhao Feng was playing with the beautiful maid in the carriage, and an intriguing voice sounded outside the carriage.

Zhao Feng was disturbed by someone and was furious: "What's the use of raising you bunch of waste? Just send someone to kill them. Do you still need to ask me for advice on such a small matter?!"

"Yes" The scolded officer hurriedly left the carriage, not wanting to touch Zhao Feng's brow again.

During the day, the vanguard of the two flag regiments were defeated by the cavalry of the Nanchuan Army, which made Zhao Feng feel very bad. Therefore, despite the fatigue of the troops, he ordered the troops to march overnight to the Gran Heights, hoping to get back to the venue.

Murong Ke sent a cavalry team to continuously attack the rebels marching in the dark. At the beginning, he just attacked from afar with cold arrows. He didn't dare to chase after the rebels. Some small groups of cavalry even launched a charge towards the rebels in the marching.

Facing the harassing Nanchuan cavalry, although the rebel soldiers were very angry, they were helpless because they were just infantry. Every time they wanted to chase them out, the enemy had already run away. Not long after they returned to the queue, the other party started an attack. This kind of fly usually fought, which made the rebels very uncomfortable.

"Young clan leader, they can't help it!"

In the darkness, Murong Ke was leading the main cavalry to stand in the wilderness. When he saw a team of cavalry running out of the rebels, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There are only five thousand cavalry among the rebel troops, and Murong Ke’s goal is to eliminate these five thousand cavalry. As long as these five thousand cavalry are eliminated, the rebels will no longer be able to move. Although the rebels are strong and have a large number of troops, they will become fish on the chopping board.

Murong Ke's plan was successful, and he sent a small group of troops to attack the opponent's cavalry. In the darkness, two cavalrymen were speeding, one in front and one behind, and five thousand rebel cavalry stared at the hundreds of Nanchuan cavalry in front and chased them. It was this group of flies that caused them to lose dozens of soldiers. They swore that once they caught up with them, they would be dismantled.

"Kill!" Just as the rebel cavalry was about to catch up with the haunting group of Nanchuan cavalry, suddenly there were roars of killing sounds in the dark wilderness.

Countless cavalry holding sabers cut them into two sections from the flank with attack formation, and they were immediately unable to take care of each other.

"Retreat! Retreat!" There were countless Nanchuan cavalry coming in the darkness, and the rebel cavalry commander made a quick decision to issue an order to retreat.

But Murong Ke had been ambushing here for a long time, so how could they easily escape? The retreat had already been blocked.

"Puff--" Blood was dripping, Murong Ke crashed into the enemy group, and the saber in his hand brought a large piece of blood.

There were constant shouts of killing in the darkness, and the collision of sabers and armor made a series of sparks. Cavalry kept screaming and rolling to the ground. Faced with Yu's sudden attack, the rebel cavalry were in chaos and were soon dispersed by the Nanchuan cavalry and were then killed one by one.

The rebel cavalry commander broke through the encirclement under the desperate protection of a group of guards and ran wildly towards the road, but without walking a mile, he encountered the Nanchuan cavalry who had been waiting here.

Two thousand Nanchuan cavalry stood solemn among the war horses, lined up with crescent moon formations, blocking the road of these rebel cavalry breaking through.

"Get out!" the rebel cavalry commander shouted bravely.

But facing the net of heaven and earth that had been laid long ago, they could not escape at all and soon fell into a pool of blood.

Half an hour later, the Nanchuan cavalry led by Murong Ke threw the heads of thousands of rebel cavalry into the rebel marching queue. Facing the bloody heads, the rebels stared at the darkness, as if they saw beasts in prehistoric times, and their morale plummeted.

The Nanchuan cavalry were like the god of death in the dark. They were in groups of three or five, constantly finding the weak links of the rebels to launch sneak attacks, cold arrows, and traps...

After two hours of trouble from Murong Ke and his friends, the rebels in the marching were exhausted and their speed was reduced to the lowest level.

They held their shields, cautious and mentally tense, for fear that a trap would appear or a cold arrow would be shot in the dark. Because in the face of the elusive sneak attack, the rebels' attacks were gone without returning and were killed by Murong Ke and the others. Now the rebels no longer dared to send troops to counterattack, but in the face of the constant attack, the soldiers were helpless, but exhausted. After the advice of Hanhai's military adviser, in order to maintain the soldiers' physical strength, Zhao Feng could only order to stop advancing and camp on the spot, and decided to go to the Gran Heights the next day.
Chapter completed!