A huge plume of smoke has appeared in the west. The arrogant party members and Turkic descendants appeared on the north bank of Huangshui River.

In front of them, a group of herdsmen were running away in panic.

The arrows whizzed past, and the shepherds fell off their horses one after another. The party members burst into laughter, as if they were very proud of the feeling of teasing their prey.

"This is a party from Yinshan. They are not..." Before Yelvshenechi could finish his words, the tribe suddenly burst into an uproar.

The sound of intensive horse hooves also sounded on the south bank of Huangshui River, and endless cavalry appeared in the wilderness.

They were not new to the battlefield, so they could naturally estimate the number of enemy troops: the total number of horses on the north and south sides was more than 10,000.

Looking at our own side, there were originally more than 5,000 cavalry, but a large part of them have just been lost, and there are still about 3,000 left.

"Listen to me, the Xia Army is the most capable of fighting. It is called the 'Iron Cavalry Army'. I heard that the full strength is only ten thousand people. It will kill more than eight thousand people. It has a lot of servants and vassals, but they can't fight..."

Yelvshene shouted at the top of her lungs, and some young men ran away.

Who listens to the nonsense of you, a bad old man? On the grassland, we always fight if we can fight, and leave if we can't. The enemy's strength is several times that of our own, and they are the victorious army. Why should we fight hard? Why don't we let Hende Jinhan Khan's relatives

When the army comes, we won't accompany them.

The collapse is like an infectious disease that cannot be suppressed at all.

Yelvshenechi let out a long sigh and was carried away by others.

Seeing this, the morale of Dang Xiang's Qingqi soared, and they followed up with shouts, showing how brave they were.
Chapter completed!