The goshawk's arrow came out with a whoosh, and a cavalry behind Nacha happened to tie the reins. The goshawk's arrow was about to shoot towards Nacha's back, but he didn't expect to be blocked by this guy.

A long arrow was thundering under the ribs of the Hun cavalry. The Hun cavalry fell off his horse with a "ah". The eagle was about to shoot again, and found that the snow fog that was rising from the horse's hooves had covered their figures. It was impossible to tell the leader who was the Canghu's finger in the haze.

The helpless goshawk had to take a random arrow. Anyway, it would be difficult to shoot a big bun of people if they couldn't hit someone.

Sure enough, a Hun fell off his horse. But it was unknown whether it was the leader. Canghu restrained the pursuit of the village warriors. Since the enemy was running towards the sun, it must be a well-trained team. The reason why the enemy did not pursue the enemy was that Yun Xiao repeatedly warned them that Yun Xiao only allowed them to chase the defeated infantry. For those cavalry with strong mobility, Yun Xiao did not allow them to pursue. The reason is very simple, the horses they rode were almost the same. Even if they caught up, they were exhausted. Without special circumstances, they were really not worth it.

Gu'er took two brave little sisters and sneaked out of the carriage, which was convenient for a few horses not far from them. Children on the grassland could walk and started riding horses, and it was not a problem for horses with bare backs. Moreover, these horses were all in one place.

When they heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves, they knew that there were people from tribesmen coming to save them. These girls eagerly hoped that the Huns' cavalry could defeat these damn Han people and kill them all. The bodies were taken to feed the dogs and wolves.

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny. The Hun cavalry was defeated. And the defeat was very miserable. More than 100 people, but in the end only twenty or thirty people escaped. It is better to slip away while the Han people are cleaning the battlefield.

"Dun" an arrow wiped Gu'er's face and nailed it to the carriage next to him. The tail of the arrow continued to tremble, and Gu'er'er's face blankly touched his hot face. Fortunately, it was not scratched by the arrow. His face was very beautiful, and it would be bad if it was scratched and left with scars.

The big eyes looked in the direction where the arrow was shooting, and the goshawks riding on the horse were looking at them coldly with their bows and arrows.

"Get in." Gu Erbaisu looked at the man on the horse in disbelief. He was speaking in the Huns. Moreover, his eyes were light blue, which was very different from those Han people with black eyes. Could it be that he was also a Hun?

"Go in," said Goshawk, pulling his bow.

If only a few girls were found today, the arrow just now would have shot through Gu'er Biesu's head. The Marquis said that women are women with particularly beautiful resources. These women would be transported back to the Yunjiazhuang as spoils. The village warriors would receive them as spoils. Those who have made great contributions should be the first, and those who have made little contributions should be the first. When they return home, they can be the slaves or the wife and concubines. If they care about them, these people cannot even get into slavery. Their status in the Han Dynasty is equivalent to that of animals. Even if they are killed, no one will care.

The Marquis said that the local tyrants will be rewarded when they go back to the expedition. As long as they serve for one year, they can retire if they help the Yun family train new local tyrants. Zhang Shisan has already started recruiting in Jiangnan according to Yun Xiao's standards. I believe that when they go back, they will see a thousand new recruits with childish faces on their faces.

Although allowing a group of people to serve for a long time can train a team of elite soldiers of hundreds of battles. However, it will be difficult for these people to supplement once they lose. The military service system is also a helpless choice. The Yun family can only support a thousand local brave men. Whether in terms of policy or economic terms, this is the limit that the Yun family can bear.

A group of people served on the battlefield to practice and arranged for them to retire. Only the elites would be left as officers, and of course the retired soldiers would naturally settle in Yunjiazhuang. In this way, hiding soldiers to the people, perhaps in ten years, Yun Xiao could bring up a team of ten thousand people at any time.

Gu'er and her sister trembled and got back onto the carriage again, and they never dared to escape. People could not run away from horses, nor could they run away from bows and arrows. If the arrow just now was shot a little, their life would be explained.

The first cavalry duel in the field ended with the victory of the Han cavalry or the Yun family cavalry. Seventy-three bodies were found from the Huns, and they collected their weapons and cut off their heads and put them in an empty car. It just so happened that today was not as much as they had robbed yesterday, and there were many empty carts.

The Eagle went to check in person and confirmed that he did not shoot the guy with white feathers on his head to death. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and whipped the horse whip and returned to Cang Hu with a frustrated look on his face.

"Seventeen dead were all trampled to death by horses, and injured more than twenty. It seems that it would be a bit lucky to survive on the battlefield. The Huns' arrows were not very good. Look, this one was made of bones. It's a fucking hell for such an arrow to penetrate the armor."

Canghu handed the goshawk an arrow, but it turned out that the arrow was made of unknown bones.

"I have seen this kind of bone arrow in Seoul. Batu said that the Huns had poor iron smelting skills and were also very short of iron. They often used bone arrows when hunting. It was not like our arrows casually. The arrows they could use after the war were all retrieval. I don't know how the waste on the Eastern Front fought, but they actually made people gather around them. Last time, my elder brother said that thousands of people would die a day.

A general is incompetent and exhausts thousands of troops. If our Marquis goes...hehe."

"Don't talk about state affairs, have you forgotten your elder brother's instructions? I'll call these guys to clean up quickly, and you'll have to go into the city if you're late."

The eagle returned the bone arrow to Canghu and shouted the local warriors to hurry up. If they delayed like this, they would definitely not be able to return to Yin Seoul before dark.

After packing up these Hun cavalry, they gathered up useful war horses. The bodies of the dead were carried into an empty carriage, with enemy heads placed next to them.

The large group of people rushed back to Yin Seoul. When they returned to the city, the sky had completely darkened. The entire Yin Seoul was pitch black, and only one outline could be seen in the hazy state. It was like a huge beast ready to choose people and eat them at any time.

The leading scout had already passed the news to the city. When it was still ten miles away from Yin Seoul, Canghu met Dai Yu who led the Sanhung Township Yong to pick him up.

"I heard that I met the Hun cavalry, and the Marquis asked me to pick you up."

Through the lights, Dai Yu led the village warriors to surround both sides of the team.

"Yes, I met a team of Huns. It was about one hundred, but the combat power was very high, but the guys were a little worse. Seventeen of us died and more than seventy of us were killed. Most of them were killed by iron-tied crossbows. The rest were riding guns, and the saber did not kill many of them."

Canghu and Dai Yu rode together, introducing the battle.
Chapter completed!