"The thief is indeed unintentional to take over!"

When the attackers saw the thieves' chaos, they were inspired to shoot arrows and continuously kill the thieves on the front row outside, making them appear even more chaotic.

Among the thieves, those who occasionally hold bows and arrows to fight back, were unable to hit the cavalry running back and forth due to the dim night and the poor range of bows.

Seeing that less than half of the feather arrows were left in his own bag, and the formation of the bandits ahead became increasingly chaotic, Yan Xing then turned his horse's head and shouted loudly to his subordinates:

"Two and three sons, the thieves' formation is in chaos. Follow me to charge and kill the thief!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xing took twenty followers to bypass the chaotic bandits in front and instead attacked the scattered bandits behind him.

Yan Xing and others rode like the wind, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, storming the bandits scattered with torches scattered behind. The horse's hooves were all invincible, and the torches fell on the ground one after another. The scene of the bandits' fire was already so grand that it dimmed a lot, accompanied by the bandits' morale that the bandits' declined.

Cheng Jia saw his bluffing strategy in the rear and disturbed his formation with just a few dozen cavalrymen. He was very angry and his premonition of anxiety gradually strengthened. He felt that the leader of this group of cavalry was the sentry that ambushed him in the forest. This awesome murderous aura and fighting spirit was something he had never seen before.

Seeing that this group of unusual merchants were so difficult to deal with, Cheng Jia concluded that this group of people was definitely a sergeant who was hiding his origin. He had already had the idea of ​​retreating, but of course he could not retreat rashly now. The other party had many elite cavalry, and his side could only walk on two legs. Once he retreated at night and was chased, he would easily become defeated. Only after forcing the cavalry back to the camp can he find an opportunity to retreat slowly, thereby saving the lives of most of his subordinates.

Since Cheng Jia wanted to force the arrogant and raging cavalry to retreat, he had to use all his strength to deal with it. While sounding the trumpet, he summoned the bandits who were scattered and bluffing behind him, preparing to gather two teams to encircle the cavalry running back and forth from left to right, and while sending a small team of elite bandits to maintain the situation in front, he cut off the retreat route of the cavalry and wiped out all the way.

As his horn sounded, the bandits in the rear began to gather together, and even the bandits who were scattered and fled began to return. After the bandits in the front were killed by the elite bandits, the riots gradually stabilized, and there were even signs of cutting off the cavalry's retreat.

This move worked against Yan Xing and other cavalrymen. Yan Xing saw that the bandit formations were from chaos to chaos, and then from chaos to stability, and secretly praised the leader of the bandits in his heart. He had no intention of restoring stability, and he vaguely wanted to cut off the retreat. He surrounded his bandits and tried his best to harass the bandits and seize the bandits' courage. Naturally, he had to use the high mobility of the cavalry to leave quickly. He whistled and took the cavalry around for a bend, successfully turned the head of the horse, avoided the bandits who were about to encircle, rushed out of the encirclement, and ran to the temporary camp on the slope with a quick horse.

It took Yan Xing and other cavalry from attack to retreat only a few minutes, but after returning to the camp, the cavalry and horses galloping back and forth were sweating and consumed a lot of energy. After Yan Xing jumped off the horse, he allowed his subordinates to take away the war horse. He adjusted his breathing, walked quickly to Li Ru and Dong Huang, clasped his fists and said:

"Mr. Li, Mr. Dong, is fortunately unfair to his fate. He has already destroyed the courage of the thief. Except for one of the twenty horses at night, the horses have lost their front hooves and damaged them. The rest of the horses have no more casualties. Come and report!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work in Yan Junhou, let's go and rest for now. I will rely more on your courage later!"

"Don't dare, killing the thief is the duty of the soldiers, and their subordinates will retreat!"

Li Ru did not say anything to praise Yan Xing for his good fighting in front of Dong Huang, and Yan Xing was not a proud person. He could see that Dong Huang's face looked a little ugly. He originally just wanted to curb the thieves' attacks and save the lives of soldiers. He did not want to confront the Dong family gentleman and embarrass him. He immediately bowed and said he would leave after the report.

Dong Huang looked at the soldier who had just ridden a horse to kill the thief and retreated, and his face felt embarrassed. He remembered that his family had just talked about the situation of the enemy and us, and he could not attack easily, but could only stick to the decision. Now that Yan Yan led the cavalry to attack, the inside story of the bandits who attacked the night was exposed. This kind of unintentional embarrassment of others, but the fact is that the naked slap in the face was really uncomfortable for the arrogant gentleman of the Dong family. He looked at the trustee who falsely reported the thief's affection. The thought of breaking him into pieces had long arisen in his heart, but he had to bear it. He calmed down and didn't want to throw him away again in front of everyone.

He held the sword tightly and continued to motivate the soldiers loudly. After seeing that Yan Xing and other cavalry were galloping around as if they were no one, the morale of Dong Jun soldiers who were lined up to defend the enemy immediately increased a lot. Dong Huang naturally put this motivating contribution in his heart. However, in his heart, he was still thinking that these incompetent bandits should not withdraw so easily, and at least try to attack once to prove his previous swearing evidence. No matter how bad it is, he can show himself the ability to command people to defeat the thieves, and take the opportunity to restore his image of falling into dust.

Unfortunately, all of what Dong Huang thought was. Although the trumpets gathered on the slope were blowing loudly, the pace of attack was slow to move. Instead, you could see the thieves being supported by casualties, cleaned up the battlefield, and slowly retreated. Dong Huang wanted to drive the soldiers to attack and pursue, but when he thought that once he won later, he was slapping himself in the face before. Once he was ambushed and retreated, his image would only be even more unbearable tonight. After hesitating for a while, Dong Huang finally made up his mind to defend the whole, never pursue, and let the thieves retreat.

After the thief was almost retreating, the firelight under the slope dimmed. Dong Huang, who had been holding his head and chest up, was holding a sword, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. He did not dare to relax and underestimate the enemy anymore. He quickly sent a team of elite cavalry scouts to investigate whether the thief had retreated completely, while making it impossible for everyone who had been nervous to relax to prevent the thief from counterattacking.

After waiting for a while, the scout cavalry sent out also returned one after another. The fact that the thief took advantage of the night to retreat was confirmed. Dong Huang finally couldn't hold on and took back the sword he had been holding and threw it to his confidants. While yawning, he asked the many soldiers who were defending the formation to disband the formation. However, this time he did not dare to disband the sentry post again and let everyone go back to the tent. He insisted on letting his soldiers strengthen their defense and rested in turn.
Chapter completed!