Zhao Keyu's eyesight went dark, he was finished!

There are a thousand thieves. If there are a thousand cavalry, they may not be able to defeat these two hundred infantry. But a thousand mounted infantry, with all their armor, is no good.

The other side is still busy. Some people gather their horses, some disperse to monitor, and some even remove their propaganda equipment from the pack horses. This is really fucking infantry!

"Dong dong dong!" The sound of war drums sounded, as if it was beating in Zhao Keyu's heart.

A thousand soldiers marched up the wall.

"Woo!" The swordsmen and shieldmen in the first row knelt down on one knee, and the riflemen in the second and third rows moved forward with their guns in hand, half-kneeling on the ground. The riflemen in the following rows lowered their long swords here and launched.

A round of projectiles.

Damn it, this is really infantry style!

A dense rain of arrows fell inside the car formation, and the unarmored state soldiers screamed in agony.

In order to defend themselves against the cavalry, they formed a circle around their chariots and were almost out of formation. How could they fight?

The drum beat started again, and the soldiers on the opposite side quickly approached within thirty steps and launched another volley.

The arrows are like a strong wind, harvesting human lives wantonly.

Zhao Keyu's arrow hit an arrow and he suddenly fell to the ground. Before he fell to the ground, he saw that the archer on the opposite side had already grabbed a long spear and ran over quickly.

With skilled combat skills, sophisticated equipment, and high morale, this is an army of economic control, and it’s over!

"Kill!" The raging wave of infantry rushed up and soon swamped the small convoy.
Chapter completed!