Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 116 Fierce Collision

According to past practice, Tuoman ordered the four armored soldiers to lead twenty white men each and go out of the camp to annihilate the enemy.

Lin Feng led his team and rushed into the depth of fifty miles like a gust of wind.

Seeing that the Tartars had no reaction, Lin Feng felt that he could not move forward any further, otherwise he would not be able to escape once the Tartars sent out a large army.

He raised his hand to signal the troops to stop advancing and immediately observed the movements ahead in the wilderness.

"Rest for a quarter of an hour, then turn around."

Lin Feng gave the order.

All the cavalrymen did not dismount, but only took the water bags on their horses to replenish their water.

Some people chew a few bites of dry food.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, smoke and dust began to rise in the distance.

A moment later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard.

Lin Feng judged from the sound that there were about a hundred Tartars.

The Tartars must have known that they had more than 200 cavalrymen, but they only sent out 100 of them.

Is this because of overconfidence or because they simply look down on the large number of cavalry?

"Ready to fight."

All cavalrymen immediately entered combat status and calmly waited for the next order.

They have been trained not to look at the situation on the other side, and their ears are only focused on the orders of the leader.

It was the first time that Lin Feng confronted a large group of Tatar cavalry. He felt a little nervous, but more excited.

He was at the forefront, followed by Fan Jinsong and Xie Zhong, followed by Wang Qian, Zhang Changyou, Li Hu and Wei Bao.

These officers were arranged at the front, so the soldiers naturally had no distractions and devoted themselves to the battle.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and observed the distance of the Tatar cavalry.

When he estimated the distance to be about 500 steps, he waved his hand.

"rush."

He urged his warhorse on and began to speed up.

The Tatar cavalry raised their swords and guns, shouted wildly, and charged forward on their horses.

According to past experience, once this kind of momentum is released, large armies will inevitably be scattered.

He took advantage of the situation and rushed forward to hack at the enemy, then took the enemy's head and returned to the camp to report his achievement.

But this time it was different. The opponent also started to charge forward on horseback, and the two sides were approaching each other rapidly.

Just when they were thirty steps away, countless crossbow arrows suddenly shot out from the enemy's cavalry.

The armored Tartar who was charging in the front had his horse shot by an arrow and fell forward, throwing the man into the air.

Of the eighty Tatar cavalrymen, more than twenty were shot down by a volley of crossbow arrows.

The warhorse that overturned in front blocked the cavalry behind, and more than a dozen horses were tripped and fell into a pile.

Lin Feng had previously analyzed that since the accuracy of archery is low on a galloping warhorse, it is required that crossbow arrows should be shot at horses rather than people during a charge.

War horses are large targets and do not require high accuracy.

This volley of crossbow arrows knocked down nearly half of the Tatar cavalry.

Before they could recover from their confusion, Lin Feng had already charged into the Tartar cavalry.

The long sword whizzed past, slashing left and right, swinging the long sword in his hand entirely by consciousness.

However, he accurately cut off the heads of the two Tartars in an instant.

The two sides rushed together with blood splattering and broken limbs flying everywhere.

In just a few breaths, Lin Feng had killed his way through the enemy team and rushed out from among the Tartar troops.

Like a sharp iron blade plowing through the land.

The troops passed by and the Tatars were submerged in the crowd.

Lin Feng rode his horse around the field and when he came back, nearly a hundred Tatar cavalrymen had all been killed.

"Wang Qian, Zhang Changyou, count the casualties."

Lin Feng reined in his horse and gave a loud order.

"Boss, twenty-one people were injured and seven died."

"How's the injury?"

"Five are seriously injured, but the others can still fight."

Lin Feng nodded, this result was acceptable.

"Everyone else, take care of the wounded, write down the names of the dead, and let's retreat."

"Boss, where is the Tartar's head?"

"Cut it off and take it away. Clean up the battlefield, and don't forget to collect all the crossbow arrows."

The main purpose of coming this time is to attract the Tartars and let them find out that the heads are missing, which will increase their anger.

Soon, the soldiers finished chopping off the heads, mounted their horses, and followed the horses in front to run back.

The Tatar cavalry soon discovered the abnormality.

I no longer paid attention to this battle.

However, after waiting for a while, I found that the battle was over, but no one came back.

When I rushed over to take a look, I found headless bodies all over the ground.

Terrified, he immediately rode his horse madly towards the camp.

After hearing the report, Yin Jiaduman opened his mouth wide and couldn't breathe for a while.

It was not until Wu Yan waved his thin black hand in front of his eyes a few times that he came to his senses.

"What's going on? Master, what happened?"

Wu Yan also had a dark face full of wrinkles and a serious expression.

"I'm afraid that guy named Lin Feng is here."

Regarding Lin Feng's matter, Tiezhen Headquarters has notified all troops to take serious precautions.

Especially in the Huxi Township area, try not to send anyone there.

But unexpectedly, if you don't make any effort, they will come to you on their own initiative.

"you sure?"

"Well, this guy has magic and knows how to use magic. Watch me subdue the demons and monsters."

Wu Yan began to mutter to himself.

Tuoman looked at his military advisor in confusion.

He waited until Wu Yan finished reciting the poem before asking carefully.

"How to do?"

"A thousand-man team, wipe them out."

Wu Yan stretched out a thin, dark finger.

Tuoman breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could destroy it.

Lin Feng led his team to run fifty miles towards Qingshui easily before letting the soldiers dismount and rest.

Fetch water to feed the horses and relieve fatigue.

Thirty miles behind, Wei Bao rode his warhorse and stood on a slightly higher slope, observing.

He is the best horseman in Lin Feng's 31st Battalion.

He had demonstrated his talent for riding several times, and among thousands of soldiers, no one could match him.

Therefore, this time he was asked to observe the enemy situation in the rear and be responsible for guiding the direction of the pursuers.

Less than half an hour had passed when Wei Bao saw a cloud of dust rising in the distance.

Judging from the momentum, there must be quite a lot of people coming.

He pulled up the reins and started to trot.

As it was getting dark, Lin Feng led the team to camp in a dilapidated village.

Wang Qian came over worriedly.

"Brother, if we stay here, won't we be too close to the Tartars?"

"It's not too far. We can't lure the Tartars to Qingshui City."

"But the Tartars have fast horses. We must first ensure that we can escape their pursuit."

Lin Feng patted Wang Qian's shoulder.

"That's right. If you know how to use your brain, you'll be able to fight independently in the future."

As he said this, he patted the crossbow placed aside.

"This thing is a powerful weapon to stop pursuit. When the warhorses are galloping, the Tatars' bows and arrows may be more accurate than ours, but their accuracy is not guaranteed."

Lin Feng raised his hand and picked up the crossbow.

"Haha, it's a deadly weapon. You got to experience actual combat today. How do you feel?"

"It's really convenient, shoots quickly, has plenty of power, and is accurate."

"The Tartars won't march at night. Tomorrow morning, we'll run towards Qingshui, then turn a corner so they can't find us."

Zhang Changyou also came over.

"Boss, aren't we being a bit too harsh?"

"To be merciful to the enemy on the battlefield is to be cruel to your own team. Remember, we must not be soft-hearted to anyone who wants to hurt us."

The two nodded in unison: "Yes, I'll remember it, Boss."

"The border troops are passively avoiding fighting, but I have to drag them in, which makes Cui Yong feel distressed."

Lin Feng, who knew a lot of inside information, no longer had any respect for General Cui.

The two men in front of the king were speechless.

In their hearts, they only recognize Lin Feng in front of them and will never bow to anyone else.

It was already dark.

More than 200 people lit several bonfires.

Many soldiers gathered around the campfire, chatting and laughing.

Lin Feng went to check on several seriously injured soldiers.

They all fell off their horses and had their arms and legs broken in the collisions with the Tartars.

Lin Feng reached out and touched the broken bone, feeling that recovery through treatment was unlikely.

I was just about to find some sticks to steady them.

Suddenly, in the silent night, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard.