Becoming a stepmother of three children gives me space

The Northern Barbarian cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the first to attack was the catapult position in the village.

"ignition!"

The projectiles on the catapults were not stones, but jars as thick as a child's waist. The mouths of the jars were sealed with mud, revealing strips of cloth soaked in kerosene, which would ignite at a touch.

No one knew where the kerosene and the jar came from. The secret guards thought they were found in the village, and others thought they were arranged in advance by the secret guards.

In fact, they were all taken out by Xiao Yunxi from the space. She shouted:

"put!"

The catapults fired a volley,

嘣，

嘣，

嘣，

The jar flew over the Jinwu Guards' phalanx with a whistling sound and exploded in the dense formation of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry.

boom!

The jar shattered, and the kerosene was ignited by the cloth strip, and it exploded instantly. The sparks of fire stuck to my body and I couldn't shake them off. The horse ran away in panic.

"what!!"

The howling of pain was horrifying.

The Jinwu Guards' eyes widened, their foreheads full of question marks: Where did the flaming oil come from?

The northern barbarians were thrown off their horses, and the cavalry in the front row were still sprinting at high speed. In the light of the fierce oil, the ferocity on the faces of the northern barbarians could be clearly seen.

They're faster.

嘣，

嘣，

嘣，

The second round of catapult attacks followed, bringing with them heat waves, hitting the same position, forming a wall of fire, isolating the cavalry behind.

Some cavalrymen were unable to slow down and rushed into the wall of fire, being stained by the fierce incendiary oil, and gradually their bodies were covered in flames.

Those who were fast carried their horses over the wall of fire, stepped on the corpses of their tribesmen, and continued to sprint.

"Archers prepare!"

Zhou Jin roared, and the archers of the Jinwu Guard drew their bows.

"shoot!"

Arrows rained down upon the northern barbarians, and the soldier at the front fell off his horse.

"shoot!"

The northern barbarians raised their small shields, but did not cause much damage.

"Archers prepare!"

"45 degrees, salvo!"

A dense rain of arrows poured down from above, mercilessly piercing the bodies of the northern barbarians, splashing blood.

The northern barbarians fell down like wheat waiting to be harvested. Many of them fell off their horses and were trampled into pieces before they could even scream, and went to meet their immortal heaven.

There was no way to retreat, and being cowardly would only lead to a faster death. The Northern Barbarians continued to charge forward under the rain of swords, and what greeted them was the Dragon Gate Formation set up by Xiao Yunxi.

Those who didn't find it had their horses thrown down, and those who found it passed the first obstacle, the second obstacle, and then the third obstacle.

It should be gone, right?

puff!

puff!

There is no dragon gate formation, but there is a spear formation.

The spear was inserted into the ground at a 45-degree angle. When the warhorse ran, its stomach was pierced, and both the man and the horse fell down, and the people behind them kept chasing after them.

There was no formal contact between the two sides, but the Northern Barbarians suffered countless casualties. However, compared with the number of Northern Barbarian cavalry, it was not worth mentioning.

boom!

Eventually, the two sides collided.

The dragon gate formation and spear formation attacked at the same time. The speed of the cavalry was negligible and the impact force failed to break open the shield formation, and the two sides fought together.

The northern barbarians are strong and powerful, and have a great advantage in close combat.

Although the shield formation was not broken and the spearmen were able to continue attacking from behind, the northern barbarians often fought with Daxia and were already familiar with these tactics.

The one who fell off his horse would stick to his shield and stab it with his knife through the gap, or wait for the spear to be extended and grab it.

Those who did not fall off their horses rushed forward from horseback and pressed on the shields. The people behind followed suit, and like a pile of people, they used their weight to crush the shield formation.

The shield array was quickly torn into many small gaps.

"what!"

The northern barbarians opened a gap and rushed in. The young Jinwu Guardsman was hit by the oncoming scimitar, and blood gushed out from his chest.

"I'm fucking your grandma."

He rushed forward fiercely, hugged the northern barbarian, and bit his neck tightly.

puff.

A knife pierced his neck.

puff.

A spear sprouted from the chest of the northern barbarian he bit.

Blood was scattered all over the ground, but there was no time to grieve. Comrades took their place and the process was repeated.

The battle started and became intense.

The shield formation was torn everywhere. The northern barbarians rushed in desperately. The Jinwu Guards kept filling the gaps, and the ground was soaked with blood.

The small, nameless village witnessed such a battle and is destined to be recorded in history.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh,

A hail of arrows came, it was the Northern Barbarians' follow-up troops, they began to suppress them with bows and arrows, the Jinwu Guards' archers responded,

Arrows rained down in the air, mixed with incendiary bombs.

"Left square, two volleys."

"Disperse fire to the right."

"Hold the wall of fire..."

The catapult's crazy output can hit wherever it is needed, greatly alleviating the pressure on the front battlefield.

The northern barbarians used sand and stones to put out the wall of fire and transported troops to the front. The catapults continued to drop incendiary bombs to form a wall of fire and delay time.

Fire incendiary bombs to form a wall of fire.

put out,

Fire incendiary bombs to form a wall of fire.

put out,

This went on and on until Zhu Ming, his face covered in black and gray, told Xiao Yunxi that they were out of ammunition!

There are too many northern barbarians.

There wasn't much fire oil in Xiao Yunxi's space to begin with. Even if all of it was used to make incendiary bombs, it wouldn't be enough for this level of consumption.

Draw your sword,

Without long-range attacks, I'll just engage in close combat with the Northern Barbarians, and by the way, I can also rain down stones to kill them!

Oh oh oh!

The retreat horn suddenly sounded, and the Northern Barbarian soldiers retreated like a tide.

"what's the situation?"

"The northern barbarians have retreated?"

"we won?"

It started with great momentum but ended abruptly, which was a bit anticlimactic, leaving everyone confused.

The casualties are too great, are the northern barbarians distressed?

Or is there a conspiracy?

There is indeed a conspiracy, but it is not against them, but against Sukhbaru.

In the Northern Barbarian Army, Sukhbaru yelled at Altan:

"Who told you to blow the retreat horn?"

He drew out his scimitar, his face flushed and his neck thick, obviously he was very angry.

Just a quarter of an hour!

If he only waited another quarter of an hour, Tumed would have consumed more than 3% of his troops. He then led his troops to encircle the enemy from the flank and defeated the Jinwu Guards in one fell swoop.

His reputation was established, and the biggest threat was eliminated.

damn it!

Altan's eyes were indifferent, as if he could see through Sukhbaru's heart.

"The warriors of the grasslands cannot die in vain. We have captured prisoners, and it is time to mobilize them."

Sukhbaru was furious:

"I am the Khan! Blowing the retreat signal without permission, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Kill him?

If they really dared to kill, they would have done it when they seized power. Why wait until now?

Altan showed sarcasm.

If you want to deplete Tumed's strength, it depends on whether he agrees or not. Do you really think I'm made of clay?

Altan's eldest son came back with a grim expression.

How could he not be angry when he was about to break through the defense line and make a contribution, but was ruined by Altan?

"Do you really have to force me?"

“Do you dare?”

Even in the wild grasslands, patricide is a heinous crime, and Altan's eldest son certainly did not dare to do it.

Altan was even more disappointed.

He has no brains and dares to collude with other tribes. If you are cruel enough to kill him, he will look up to you. Such a person can only lead the Tumed people to decline.

He won't be soft-hearted anymore!