Chapter 213 Confrontation

"Woo~woo~woo~woo~~~"

Three short and one long, the strange horn suddenly sounded from the rear, and the loud horn crossed the distant void and clearly sent it into Pound's ear. Ponder held the reins and asked Liang Xing, "What does this horn mean?"

"It is the horn of the march. This Qiang people make good use of the horn to communicate with each other. This horn actually has the meaning of inquiry. I will show it to the general at the end..." Liang Xing said and waved his hand to summon the guard on his left. The guard held up a horn flute, held his breath, and continued to say:

"Woo~~~Wow~~~"

"These two long horns mean that they are safe ahead and can march." As the guards blew, Liang Xing explained to Pound.

"You're good, very good! If someone had you before, then my lord and I wouldn't have to be so embarrassed at the time of the grassland war..." Pound looked calm, as if he had fallen into remembrance. However, even in memory, Pound waved his hand, and the 5,000 cavalry behind him suddenly moved in silence.

Five thousand people moved at the same time, as if one person did it. Liang Xing listened carefully. With years of experience, he heard that it should be the sound of the bow and crossbow.

'This crossbow attack distance is short, and the distance of 200 steps can launch up to two rounds, which is almost useless... What else are the Ma's cavalry equipped with bows and crossbows?' Liang Xing was puzzled, but did not ask. He knew that he had not yet integrated into the Ma family and would be disgusted by others if he asked questions, especially when the war was coming.

"Look, General, the Qiang people are coming!" A sharp-eyed colonel suddenly screamed, "Cavalry, they are all cavalry!"

"Well, the Qiang people have been athletes since they were urinating. The clear cavalry is also reasonable. Pound nodded, but thought to himself: This battle should be able to capture a lot of war horses, right? These are all military achievements!

Liang Xing didn't know what Pound thought. He just saw Pound's bloodthirsty and greedy eyes, and his heart beat violently. In order to avoid showing his gaffe, Liang Xing put up a cool canopy and looked ahead. He saw a thick black line rising on the flat line in the distance, which was slowly squirming on the black line. In front of it, there is a flag made of cowhide. Although it is far away, you can still feel its rough and majestic posture.

In just a moment, the wriggling black line became much thicker. Like ink rendering, it seems to cover the whole grassland.

"Okay, guys, it's time for us to appear!" A strong figure of Pound turned over the horse, which made Liang Xing a little stunned: everyone can turn over the horse, but like Pound, after getting on the horse, he can immediately stabilize his body and rush straight. It is the first time that Liang Xing has seen it.

Looking at the turbulent but chaotic Ma family army passing in front of him, Liang Xing vaguely saw that all the Ma family army knights crossed the horse's abdomen on both sides, as if there was any support in the horse's abdomen, which could make them change their center of gravity arbitrarily on the horse...

'This Ma Jiajun, everything is very mysterious...' Liang Xing sighed, but roared behind him, "Buckles, they say that we just need to wait here!" But I ask you, are you such eggless women?!"

"No! No!" Three thousand cavalry raised the machetes in their hands and shouted. Naturally, they were full of bandits. Naturally, they had an indescribable toughness.

"Very good, what are you waiting for? Turn over the horse and charge from the flank!" Liang Xing turned over and sat up straight. Thinking of Pound's advice, he couldn't help adding another sentence: "All your eyes are wide open and follow me!" If you make a mistake in Ma Jiajun's formation in the first battle, don't blame Liang Xing for not recognizing his brother!"

The rapid drum sounded, and the hairy troops who were marching leisurely had no time to react and saw a cavalry unit holding a black flag suddenly appeared on the hillside in front of them!

"Despicable and untrustworthy Han people!" Where didn't the leader of Faqiang know that he had been fooled by Liang Xing? I had to order loudly to close the formation quickly and run the horse after the enemy rushed over! But... Everything is too late! Almost as soon as the order of the leader of Faqiang was given, the rumble of thunder came through the air. In an in an anus of time, there was no other sound between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of countless unprepared hair chivalrous knights, the green hillside in front of them seemed to turn into thousands of Xiliang iron riders in an instant, with smoke rolling and horses in the sky, sweeping towards the chaotic self-armed army! Fear spread in the hearts of the Faqiang warriors like poisonous grass. They have long known the power of the Ma family and the battle of the grassland that humiliated them a year ago. Even many of their veterans have witnessed the power of Xiliang's iron cavalry charge!

The kind of strong domineering that crushes everything, the kind of determination that still has to fight in the Jedi, is by no means what a chaotic force like yourself can resist!

"It's Ma Jiajun!"

A handsome man howled vigorously, his voice trembled, and the hair Qiang leader's heart jumped. His wolf-like eyes came out of his eyes, staring fiercely at the almost flamboyant black flag in front of him, which was indeed embroidered with the strong and crazy word "horse". Behind the "horse" flag is a battle flag embroidered with the word "Pang".

The leader of Faqiang, who has fought a lot with the Han army, knows that this should be Pound's cavalry under the Ma army. Because the beautiful flag did not appear on the battlefield...

'Fortunately, fortunately... Fortunately, that guy didn't come!' The leader of Faqiang was relieved, and then slashed the previous screaming handsome man with a knife. The fear in his heart turned into a hot murderous intention in an instant and shouted behind him: "This is not Ma Chao's troops. Run fast, charge, charge, and knock them down!"

The 10,000 troops rushed forward, struggling to control the **'s war horses, and desperately bumping away their very crowded companions, which made the war horses barely run. In this way, all the troops behind also charged in a mess, which made the whole marching formation chaotic, not to mention the combat formation.

On the contrary, although Pound's cavalry troops rushed quickly, they were rigorous and not randomly arranged into a frontal formation, like an unbreakable awl, fiercely piercing the 10,000 chaotic Qiang army! These Xiliang iron riders are veterans who have experienced many battles. Countless killings and bloody battles tell them that on the battlefield, only those who are not afraid of death can not die!

"Rumble~~"

The galloping iron hoofs ruthlessly trampled on the earth and made a huge roar. The two armies were less than 500 steps apart. Without the order of the officers, the Qiang army had already squatted on the horse and stabbed the spear in their hands straight into the void: in such a first round of charge, their own troops must be the one who suffered losses. Because Xiliang Iron Horse has raised its speed to the extreme, but its own side has just warmed up the horse... In this round of charge, as long as the spear is not broken, your life may be saved...

It's close, it's close, and the Qiang warriors can even clearly see the ferocious expression on the opposite Xiliang Tieqi's face. However, why is there a trace of joke in their ferociousness? Like the devil's smile, it's so scary?

The Qiang athletes were puzzled, but when they understood, they found that it was the moment of death!