Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"Fight to the last stand! Longevity bless you!"

The white wolf wielded a scimitar, rode a fast horse, and rushed to the forefront without fear of death. Under the power of the patriarch's example, those white wolf cavalry showed unparalleled combat effectiveness.

All the cavalry followed the white wolf as if they had learned their wisdom. They didn't charge straight forward, but followed the siege crossbow passing by them like javelins. They ran around the entire battlefield to avoid the siege crossbow.At this moment, the superb riding skills of the grassland people were displayed. Countless Qiang cavalrymen hid under the belly of the horses and rushed towards the camp of the crossbow formation. Two legs are used to control the horse, and the bow and arrow are aimed at the Beifu soldiers.

One shot.

"General, the Qiang people don't seem to be afraid of death anymore!"

The school lieutenant under his command observed the enemy's situation and reported to Wu Er.

Wu Er stared vigilantly at the wandering cavalrymen. Suddenly, he heard the strange sound of horns from behind.

"The Qiang people set up the Golden Wolf Banner!"

Wu Er muttered to the captain next to him with a heavy tone.

Hearing this, the captain subconsciously looked towards the opposite side, and sure enough, he saw a golden wolf-headed banner closely behind the white wolf, and all the Qiang people seemed to be excited like chicken blood.

All under the Golden Wolf banner are dead soldiers!This is a saying spread by the White Wolf tribe on the grassland. The Xiliang Army knows the horror of the Golden Wolf Banner, which is why the White Wolf tribe can dominate the grassland.

No one wants to fight with a group of people who are not afraid of death!

Among the soldiers in the Beifu Army, most of them were formerly from the Xiliang Army, so they are very familiar with the Golden Wolf Banner.

woohoo...

With the desolate sound of the horn, a group of colorful guys are dancing behind the Qiang cavalry. They twist their bodies crazily.

Wu Er saw with his own eyes that there was no hatred or pain on the faces of the Qiang people, that is, the guy whose chest was pierced by the siege crossbow and was flying in mid-air was actually laughing.

Yes!

They were laughing. Could it be that this golden wolf-headed flag and this unknown dance music can give the spirit of the Qiang people some kind of terrible baptism?

baptism!Thinking of these two words, Wu Er was startled, because he thought of what Ning Rong once said, belief is the most terrifying weapon!I remember that it was when King Wei exterminated the Yellow Turban warriors.

Chapter 9 Fourteen Wu Er's Military Strategy

Wu Er's face showed a look of confused memory, which was quickly replaced by ruthlessness. The bullshit is not afraid of death. I'm here today to see if the Golden Wolf Banner can retreat!

"Elevation two, get ready for the siege crossbow! Two hundred steps... three quick shots!"

Wu Er waved the banner in his hand and shouted at the school captain next to him.

"Siege crossbow, three quick shots!"

The lieutenant's complexion was complete, with a taste of fear, he roared loudly, he knew the general was angry.

hum...

The familiar piercing sound sounded again, and hundreds of siege crossbows pierced the silence of the sky like lightning bolts, and penetrated into the body of the Qiang people with thunderous dominance.

Bang!

With a violent impact, countless Qiang people fell off their horses one after another, but the Beifu army didn't even look at it, and continued to load the siege crossbow in an orderly manner, then shouted slogans, and shot it out again.

"Elevation one, prepare the siege crossbow! 150 steps, shoot!"

Following the order of the captain, the sparse siege crossbows rushed over again. Even though the Qiang people were skilled in riding, they were still pierced by the densely packed and scattered siege crossbows.

Two rounds!

The white wolf's eyes were straightened, and the momentum of the entire Qiang cavalry was stagnant, and a trace of fear of not being noticed surfaced in his heart.

They are not afraid of death, they return to the embrace of Changshengtian, they can die with a smile!

but……

That is also to die with the enemy, and it will also take away the soul of the enemy, only in this way their immortality can punish the enemy.

But now what?

The enemy was just a few hundred steps away, but they were rushing to die one after another, and their bows and arrows couldn't even hit the opponent's position. This kind of crushing style of fighting made them a little mentally disturbed for a while.

Once upon a time, they also fought against the Han army. Although they were also afraid of this huge empire, when the world was in chaos, who were the Qiang people afraid of?

The white wolf turned around and looked at the people under his command. He already had the heart to retreat, and subconsciously looked at Ma Teng who had crossed the middle of the river. The white wolf suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

"Boys, the general is right behind us, our reinforcements are here...Come on..."

The white wolf shouted boldly, but secretly lowered his speed to prevent the white wolf clan from rushing to the front. As for the life and death of the other Qiang people, he no longer cared about it.

Wu Er soon discovered this problem. When the siege crossbow was constantly being consumed, he suddenly discovered that the three largest banners had stopped moving, and among them was the Golden Wolf Banner.

"Bah! What nonsense dead soldiers are all a group of people who hide their heads and show their tails!"

Now that Wu Er has the ability to despise the white wolf so much, this should be the prerogative of the winner, just like Huo Qubing can seal the wolf as a xu.

"General, there are not many siege crossbows left..."

The siege crossbow shoots with joy, and killing the enemy is also a joy, but this thing is a consumable, and no number of siege crossbows can withstand hundreds of continuous shots.

"How many rounds of shooting can you support?"

Wu Er was very calm when he heard the bad news, not as flustered as the captain imagined.

"General Qi, there are...less than four rounds..."

The captain made some calculations in his mind, and hurriedly said to Wu Er.

"Very good! Order the soldiers to strike freely and accurately, leaving behind two hundred siege crossbows!"

Hearing Wu Er's words, the captain didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately went to send an order to the quartermaster, saying that two hundred must be two hundred, and even if one is missing, this is the military order!

For military orders, Ning Rong has always been merciless, sometimes even paranoid to the most accurate figures, Xia Houyuan once privately advised him not to be too demanding, after all the soldiers are all illiterate people.

Ning Rong smiled wryly and shook his head. There was no other way. People who study arithmetic are always sensitive to numbers. Later, in order to convince Xia Houyuan, he told the other party a story about nails on a horseshoe.

Following the siege crossbow in pieces, the white wolf hiding behind suddenly cheered.

"Boys! The Beifu army doesn't have a siege crossbow..."

As if to verify what the white wolf said, when the last two siege crossbows flew into the river, the forest fell silent.

"Roar……"

The Qiang cavalry shook their heads with lingering fear, and then let out a roar of joy.