"Enemy cavalry! Enemy cavalry! Enemy cavalry! Enemy cavalry!" At the top of Shicheng, the sentry suddenly rang the alarm bell.

Almost instantly, overwhelming cavalry rushed in from three directions, and the light cavalry galloping on both wings were like two big claws stretched out by a crab.

Nasr II's light cavalry howled and charged forward, trying to buy time for other troops.

The infantry that besieged Prince Hamid also quickly retracted their formation. Many people fled in embarrassment, trying to get to the foot of the stone city and form their formation again.

However, it was too late. Before the light cavalry on both wings could reach the enemy, the opponent's light cavalry perfectly fired a wave of arrows.

They adopted a wedge-shaped formation, and the locust-like arrows were all thrown at the heads of the Gulam light cavalry.

Suddenly, these Gulam light cavalry who had been fighting for more than two hours fell down in pieces, and the remaining ones were chopped to pieces by the enemy light cavalry with a saber attack.

The infantry retreating towards the stone city fell into greater chaos. The light cavalry on the opposite side did not come over to directly charge into the formation to kill them, but took advantage of their maneuverability to make dizzying maneuvers.

The light cavalry kept making strange noises and shooting arrows to intimidate the infantry, cutting the retreating infantry into small pieces one by one.

These panicked infantrymen were forced to crowd together in a mess.

Immediately afterwards, armored cavalry appeared in a tight charging formation. They wore black iron armor that made people tremble at the sight of it, and they all held long lances in their hands.

‘Dong Dong! Dong Dong!’ The armored cavalry suddenly accelerated at about thirty paces, and they almost saw more flying over.

How could the infantrymen, who were crowded together in a mess, have the courage to fight against such armored cavalry?

Often when the armored cavalry from the opposite side started to charge, they would scatter in all directions, howling, and then be easily stabbed through the back.

After defeating several chaotic infantry regiments in this way, the entire battlefield became even more chaotic.

No one resisted, everyone was crying and running for their lives! Everyone was frightened by this sudden battle, or called a one-sided massacre.

The 10,000 heads of the imperial guard of Nasr II could only quickly gather the four to five thousand people under the stone city to prepare for the final resistance.

There is still a slope under the stone city, which is not conducive to cavalry attacks and is more convenient for infantry defense. What's more, without the speed of cavalry, cavalry bows are definitely no match for infantry bows.

However, he immediately discovered that this idea was unnecessary, because the main force on the opposite side was not cavalry, but mounted heavy infantry.

Zhang Zhao stood in the crowd wearing golden armor. The Persians opposite did not have a catapult, and they could not build a crossbow. It should not be a big problem if he wore it to attract attention.

Five hundred sets of cotton armor were all supplied to the soldiers around him. With this timeless armor, the front row soldiers could also wear a set of chain armor inside, doubling their defense power.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!" The three thousand heavy infantry roared loudly, then pulled out the arrows from the Hulu, and almost at the same time fully drew the long-tip bow in their hands.

All of this was completed within a few minutes, including forming the formation.

Zhang Zhao squinted his eyes and pulled the bow string, then suddenly released his thumb, and the bow string, which was almost full, quickly rebounded, and a huge thrust was transmitted to the arrow.

The arrow flew out rapidly amidst the buzzing sound of the bow string, and the arrow shaft even twisted in the air due to the huge force it endured, just like a carp swung its tail rapidly and wanted to jump over the dragon's gate.

‘Boom!’ The sound of three thousand bowstrings vibrating at the same time was as loud as thunder exploding in the sky, and the rain of arrows all over the sky fell like raindrops from the clear blue sky in the clear sky.

On the hillside outside Shicheng, a large number of arrow shafts with trembling tail feathers sprouted up like bamboo shoots after rain.

The four to five thousand Nasr II gulams and guards were as fragile as scarecrows, falling down in pieces under the terrifying arrows.

First round, second round, third round, fourth round.

The warriors, whose physical strength seemed to be infinite, did not even need the command of the officers. After Zhang Zhao shot the first arrow, they would throw the arrow out.

After firing four rounds in a row, the enemy on the opposite side didn't even organize for an effective exchange of fire.

Blood flowed down the hillside of Shicheng, almost forming a stream.

After the bows and arrows were fired, four thousand people lined up in a neat formation, raised their rifles and spears, and moved forward.

The almost collapsed enemy did not organize any resistance and was killed continuously like puppets.

Occasionally, those who were brave were quickly sniped down by the Hanshandu soldiers in the back row holding divine arm bows.

Prince Hamid was completely numb. He stared at everything in front of him in stunned silence. Even the ecstasy of surviving a desperate situation could not cover up his shock at this moment.

It turned out that in his eyes, the Alka Forbidden City guards, who were almost invincible, were so fragile when facing Juer Khan's army. Hunting them was as easy as a tiger knocking down a yellow sheep.

"Your Highness, here! This...is called professionalism!"

Xue Shouli rushed to Prince Hamid's side and patted Prince Hamid's shoulder carelessly.

"Wait to be the Emir! But the premise is that you will fulfill your promise."
Chapter completed!