The classic Cavalry battle of heavy infantry was weakened by the well-trained Roman heavy infantry regiment. The overwhelming rain of arrows from the Parthians, but the end of Crassus' ambitions and his life was the terrifying iron cavalry of the Parthians!

It has to be admitted that the Han Dynasty was lucky because the Huns did not have the exquisite iron cavalry skills as well as the Parthians. The northern grassland peoples in the past dynasties seemed to lack metal except for the abundant production of Turkic iron products. If the charge Hu cavalry was like the Kalai Battle, the men and horses of the Anxi Iron Cavalry were armoured and held three-meter cavalry rifles in both hands, the 800 infantry sent by Wang Hou would have to be explained!

But now, Hu Qi, who was far from missing, was still killed by the death.

In exclamation, before the human head could react, the physical reactions trained by countless times of squatting on horse stance had already caused the retreating heavy infantry to hold axes and guns in both hands, and the gun rod was pierced, and the spear head was densely supported. Even the light infantry in the back row did not react and shoot arrows. The Hu cavalry running on the horse had already run into the 50 meters.

If men have to be long, Wang Hou's axe and rifle was a little over three meters, but these Hu cavalry's rifle were only two meters. As a result, they first hit the axe and rifle, but the impact rifle in their hands had not yet stabbed the Han army.

With a creaking moan, even though the Han army, who had eaten more and practiced more and were still wearing heavy armor, moved the small iron tower and was hit by the huge impact force and slid backwards. The gun tail rod drew deep marks on the ground.

The Hu cavalry that hit the infantry gun formation was much more miserable. Some horses had their necks pierced, while others were stooped together, and they were tied into blood gourds. After finally squeezing in through the gap, the Hu cavalry yelled desperately and pierced the cavalry, and there was another slamming iron.

The not-so-sharp cast iron cavalry spear was pierced on the forged plate armor and iron helmets in Qingzhou. The heavy infantrymen with axes and guns in both hands lowered their heads and gritted their teeth hard, their faces full of patience.

War always kills people. Wang Hou's heavy infantry is not the kind of human-shaped Gundam who can't be beaten to death in the Qing Dynasty. In his screams, some infantry were unlucky to be stabbed into their necks and into their arms by their guns. Some covered their vital points and spit out blood and fell down, while others let go of the axe and gun and screamed loudly. But even if they barely attacked in close proximity, it ended here. The light infantry who reacted later suddenly picked up crossbows, and a series of shots against their faces could be comparable to the effect of queuing up to kill them.

Looking at Hu Qi who had left more than a hundred bodies and retreated in panic, Wang Hou, who was standing on the top of the city, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately remembered an important thing. After fighting for a long time, he didn't even know who the other party was!

Fortunately, he was the leader, so he raised his voice and started shouting loudly.

"Which tribe is this Hu people?"

And he really knew it! Zhang Yan nodded solemnly with his eyes narrowed and looked at Hu Qi who was slowly retreating.

"Malu Daqi, Xianbei people! As for which tribe in the Xianbei region, there are more than a dozen tribes in the east, the strongest ones are the Murong tribe, and the Yuwen tribe. Only one of these two tribes can have such a powerful cavalry unit!"

Murong and Yuwen sounded like two very noble duo surnames, but at this time they were just transliterations. Even Zhang Yan's strange accent made Wang Hou not realize that he and the ancestors of Murong Fu of Gusu were going to war. Looking at the retreating Xianbei cavalry, he couldn't help but slapped his head with a headache.

Being a neighbor with this trouble is really troublesome!

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Not to mention the future, it will be a headache now. Like all nomadic peoples, the Xianbei people have no choice but to use the city wall. The Han Great Wall, which is two or three meters long, is enough for them to drink a pot, not to mention the Jinzhou City, which is eight meters tall and has an arrow tower on it.

But the problem is that Wang Hou also had no tricks on them! It was the Wuhuan Husky's tactic that he had encountered before! Thousands of Xianbei cavalry flags were inserted there, and they squatted outside the west wall of Jinzhou City, and stared there with big eyes, just like groups of grassland wolves staring at the flock of yellow sheep. What flaws do you have? I'm using a thunder attack.

Moreover, these Xianbei people were not picky about food. The pickaxes, hoes, shovels, and barrels left outside the city were all pulled back, and even the Yexiang bucket was not spared. Wang Hou stood on the city wall and looked down, and saw a guy washing the Yexiang bucket he picked in Daling River, then set up a fire and cooked dried meat and cheese and snorted. Wang Hou was disgusted.

Although Jinzhou City, which is like a turtle shell, has no broken bones, but being surrounded like this can't do anything. During this period, Wang Hou was annoyed and photographed the infantry leaving the city to expel him twice. However, when he saw that the Han army infantry was fighting, these Xianbei people stopped fighting and went on the horse and left, so they were so carefree.

No wonder Emperor Wu of Han wanted to raise a large number of cavalry to fight against the Huns. He had no mobility and could only be beaten passively!

Wang Hou was not without cavalry in Liaodong, but at this time, all of Zhao Yun's cavalry were placed north of the Jinzhou defense wall!

Now is the season of autumn harvest. Thank you Tian Yu for his eight generations of ancestors. Wang Hou didn’t have enough food to eat, so he could not rob the neighbors and who would go! Continuing last winter’s practice, Zhao Yun was also sent by him to the Liaohe area. When the Gongsun family had harvested in autumn, he also plundered the spot on the spot and ran away.

It is really a good way of heaven to reincarnate. Who can the heaven spare? He sent someone out to rob, and he was besieged by the robbery so that he had no temper at all.

Fortunately, Wang Hou was not without hope. The Xianbei tribe in front of him was not like the two Wuhuan tribes who besieged his granary before, but now they are serfs in Lianjiao. The entire tribe drove sheep to fight. They took advantage of the autumn high horse and fast horses to rob, so there was no follow-up tribe. They couldn't last long with the little supplies they brought immediately. They had to withdraw their troops in a month.

But this year is easy to pass because Wang Hou didn’t even have any hair outside the city. What about next year? Once you plant paddy fields everywhere, it doesn’t mean you can retreat to the city by retreating! On this day, you were bored and trapped in the city again, lying on the city wall, and while making a oven to roast fresh lamb leg meat, Wang Hou looked down with a sad face.

Suddenly, carrying the tribal banner of the red deer totem, more than a dozen Xianbei nobles suddenly came out of their tribe, plucking their courage and actually ran to their Ximen, screaming, Wang Hou was really curious to stretch his head out.

Fortunately, there is no Barrett these days, otherwise he would have to shoot him in the head.

"What are these guys going to do?"

"They... must be negotiating!"
Chapter completed!