In the bloody rain, everyone saw the figure clearly.

"How could it be him?"

"Isn't he... dead?"

"This man killed the corpse? He is one? What monster?"

...

The Qiang people were full of disbelief, panic was spreading like a plague, and their morale had dropped to the bottom.

You know, in their perception, the corpse is a god-like existence, but he was killed alone!

Yang Ting seized the opportunity to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

"—Kill!" He shouted loudly, put the long bow behind him, pulled out the ring-headed sword, took the lead, rushed forward.

Armored soldiers are just armored soldiers, while military soldiers are different. They are all versatile, both archers and light infantrymen.

At this moment, the timing was just right, and the shouts of killing became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

...

"Turn north, retreat north!" A gust of wind was like a trapped beast roaring, and his voice was a little hoarse.

But the morale of the army has been in chaos, not to mention that the Qiang people have never been good at discipline, so he is really powerless to turn things around.

Arrows roaring in my ears rise again!

"Get out! Get out!" A gust of wind suddenly turned around, the spear swept across like a wheel, and a powerful and powerful sweep sweep flew away the hidden arrow.

He turned his head hatefully, glanced at the boy with a tattoo, and thoughts moved, and a warning came out for no reason.

At the corner of the other person's mouth, a gust of wind saw a trace of meaning.

Huh~~

There was a roar behind him again, but this time, the sound was even heavier, as violent as the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Ding! Ding!

A gust of wind turned around again, blocked again, and pushed away two cold arrows in succession, feeling the tiger's mouth was sore and almost couldn't hold the spear.

"Single-pearl arrow? And, what a heavy arrow!" He was slightly shocked. Before he could think too much, he felt dark before his eyes were seen.

A gust of wind looked up and his expression was a little stiff.

A figure holding an axe leaping high appeared in his pupils.

The person who came was far less fat than the giant man in armor and did not wear armor, but was also tall and burly, like a mythical giant. This man slashed with an axe and went straight, and he had the majestic and domineering power to pull mountains and rivers, like falling into the gorge and pouring out the river, rushing nine thousand miles in one go!

The power of axe actually caused a sharp and harsh roar, echoing the world.

"Ah~~" A gust of wind screamed in horror, desperately blocking the spear.

The spear breaks!

With a scream, he quickly leaned back, intending to avoid it.

Tear ~~

The chest cracked and a huge wound emerged.

A gust of wind was about to pull the horse back.

But the horse under his seat did not move.

The head of the horse has fallen!

Dong~~

The abalone came to the ground steadily.

With this axe, he cut off the iron spear of the wind, cut open his chest, and then cut off the head of his mount.

The power of axe is so terrifying!

"Boss!" Bao Chuchen bent his shoulders and knees, pressed down, and shouted loudly.

"Here you come! The community brings warmth, please open the door to check~~"

Behind Bao Chu, another figure rushed forward, stepped on his shoulder and jumped up, and the sword was unsheathed. A bright cold light swept across, like a crescent moon blooming quietly.

It was Yang Xin.

A gust of wind was seriously injured and could no longer resist. He could only watch as the other party slashed himself.

...

"You and the leader are dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

Bao Chu straightened his body, Yang Xin stood on his shoulder, grabbed the head with his eyes closed and shouted loudly, finally destroying the last trace of the Qiang people's fighting will.

The Qiang people were defeated and defeated thousands of miles away.

...

After this battle, nearly 400 more than a hundred Qiang cavalry were killed, while the rest fled in panic with the speed of horses.

Yang Xin stopped everyone and did not chase the dead and chase the north.

It’s not because of the ancient principle of “not chasing the enemy without chasing”.

"Count the wounded, and war horses, war horses, war horses!" Yang Xin's face turned red, saying important things three times, "Don't chase after people, collect the unowned war horses, and don't let them get lost."

Looking at the war horses that disappeared from the horizon in the distance, Yang Xin was as confident as a knife: These guys just chop them up happily, and they don’t know that the firewood and rice are expensive if they don’t take charge of their own business...

His identity is similar to the "lord" rather than just the "master coach". Different identities are naturally considered longer, not only to win, but also to the so-called "war economics".

Two years ago, after he personally established this private part of only fifty people, he understood what the "gold-swalking beast" is.

The army is definitely the most terrifying money-burning machine in the world!

Not only food and wages, but also the weapons and equipment of the unknown soldiers were extremely expensive. The heavy armored infantry of only twenty people, as well as the ten armored cavalry led by Gao Shun, almost emptyed half of the Yang family's family's family's family. To use a popular saying, it made the Yang family, which was not wealthy, even worse.

If it weren't for the strong support of grandfather Yang Ci, Yang Xin believed that he would have been hung on the southeast branch by his father.

As for the Modao Formation, Xuanjia Army, Tiefutu, Shenji Camp, etc., those elite troops that Yang Xinxin has been thinking about, young people, go and dream! Everything in the dream...

...

Yang Xin took a deep breath, dispelled his distracting thoughts, and walked towards the giant man in armor.

"Ameng, you're messing around again!" He wanted to pat the other party, but the other party was covered in arrows and had nowhere to attack. "As a leader, how could he throw all his troops to Yang Ting and take risks by himself?"

Needless to say, this giant man in armor is Zhang Meng.

"Ahem," Zhang Meng took off his pussy and laughed boldly, "Brother, I'll walk on the blade and walk on the dangerous side. Even if I die, I will be happy!"

Of course, Zhang Meng is definitely not brave or resourceful when he says this. When he goes to battle, he wears three layers of heavy armor and is combined with a strong and fat body. He only needs to protect his head and even if he is shot into a porcupine, he can be foolproof.

However, for this reason, he had no spare energy to pick up any weapon and could only go into battle with bare hands.

Zhang Meng is still young, half a year younger than Yang Xin. After waiting for a few more years, he will surely grow into a warrior carrying a heavy armor, holding a sledgehammer, and roaming the battlefield like an uninhabited state. He is a real meat bomb chariot.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~

He pulled out the arrows and threw them to the ground. There were still bright red bloodstains left in the clusters. Obviously, even though Zhang Meng was rough and thick in skin and fat, he was not completely unharmed.

...

The blood-stained arrows made Yuan Shu and others twitch their eyelids.

"Brother..." Yuan Yin wanted to say something.

Yuan Shu stopped him and said lightly: "Don't panic, just wait and see what's going on."

He seemed calm, but his trembling voice and pale face still exposed the fear in his heart.

Yuan Shuqiang was calm, but in fact he was confused and was thinking about countermeasures wildly.

However, he took himself too seriously.

From beginning to end, Yuan Shu and his group were completely ignored and left aside.

Yang Xin was in charge of the central army and gathered up the reorganized soldiers. Yang Ting was counting the losses, and Zhang Meng was also counting the gains.

This is not the first time. Several people cooperated and performed their duties.

"Seven people were slightly injured, no serious injuries or dead." Not long after, Yang Ting took the lead in reporting, and said with a relaxed expression, "Because it was a surprise attack, there was no chance to charge in the Qiang cavalry, and the ones who took the lead were all armored soldiers, so there were few casualties."

Yang Xin breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Have all the wounded bandaged?"

However, he also knew that he had no questions.

With Yang Ting's "Virgo" and "parabe" personality, how could there be any omissions?

"It's all bandaged." Yang Ying nodded and said, "In addition, this time I divided into three groups, using Type A, Type B and Type C bandages. After I go back, I will see which bandages work best."

Yang Xin nodded, very satisfied.

He is a time traveler. Although he often sees young ladies in nurse costumes, those ladies only teach postures, body shapes, bel canto, and only do not teach medical knowledge.

However, he still knew about the double-blind test, so he found some ancient prescriptions for treating injuries, and slowly tested them to observe the effect.
To be continued...