Chapter 630: The Defeat of Choros

The sound of hooves was like thunder.

The red Ferghana horse and the black unicorn nightmare horse were like two lightning bolts, one red and one black, running through the torrential rain of arrows.

They were burning with golden and dark green flames, and their hooves stepped on the ground, leaving two footprints like guiding lights, but there were less than two hundred followers behind them.

"What a divine horse!"

"I heard that the foreign delegation came from the Arab Empire by ship. I heard that Hulagu Khan conquered the Arab Empire for the good horses there. These two horses must have been bought from the Arab Empire, right?"

The group of Qiexue couldn't help but exclaimed. The men on the grassland liked the divine horses the most. Although the Tatar horses had good endurance, they were small in size and looked far inferior to the Central Asian horses.

"King Dahan, send me to fight. I will definitely subdue the two divine horses and present them to you!"

Yesen ignored the request of his subordinates, took a deep breath, and bent his bow and drew his arrow again.

As the bowstring was pulled, the carvings on the Zhebie divine bow came alive again. This time, Yesen aimed at the Hu Ji holding a golden lance. She did not wear a shield, and her defense was obviously not as good as the other Hu Ji.

But when the arrow was shot, the Hu Ji seemed to have foreseen it and squeezed the horse's belly fiercely. The divine red horse actually raised its head and neighed, leaped up, and narrowly avoided Yesen's arrow that was sure to hit it.

Can it still be dodged like this?

Yesen's face became extremely ugly. For some reason, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness again.

With such a good opportunity, could it be that two Hu Ji ruined it? No matter how powerful they were, there were less than three hundred people left around them.

Could these three hundred people still be able to resist the thousands of elite cavalry around him?

Although he thought so, his uneasiness did not diminish at all, and his tone became impatient: "What are you still standing there for? Aim at those two Hu girls. Whoever hits them will be rewarded with a thousand households, and whoever kills them will be granted a title of ten thousand households!"

"Roar!"

The Qiexue troops immediately started to make noise.

The Qiexue troops who stayed with Yesen to guard him were all guards in the hostage army. They were more senior than the Tuluhua troops who were encircling the Hu infantry, but they were still hostages after all, and their tribes were not necessarily ten thousand households.

Ten thousand households can build their own army and gather on the grassland. They are real princes. Looking at the whole grassland, they are all figures. The ten thousand households of the entire Wala tribe are less than two palms.

Arrows rained down.

Each archer, the elite Qiexue troops aimed at the two riders in the front and shot arrows.

Clang——

An arrow was shot with great force, and it was unknown which master shot it, and it pierced Jeanna's breastplate.

At the hole in the armor, the steel melted, revealing the body that had been completely transformed into holy flame.

Jeanne didn't even look at it, and continued to urge her mount to quickly close the distance between the two sides.

Although the Battle of Tumubao was not far from the era of the Hundred Years' War, the combat power of the Eastern and Western armies at that time was completely incomparable. Under the shackles of the church, in her time in Europe, there were almost no extraordinary people participating in secular wars.

Unless it was fighting against pagans, or dark creatures in the Two Sicilies and the Balkans, the church would send out elite holy war troops.

Otherwise, Charles VII's father, the Mad King Charles, would not have contracted wolf poison because of a werewolf attack during a trip. The most prominent king in Europe did not even have a master who could deal with the pure-blooded wolf tribe.

These Tatars were completely different. There were so many masters hidden in the seemingly ordinary army. Many of the bows and arrows they used were precious treasures stolen from the Central Plains, and they were extremely lethal.

Round after round of arrow rain.

More and more cavalrymen of the envoys fell.

The winged cavalrymen with the weakest armor were almost all killed and fell on the charge. Only the iron pagodas and the armored archers, who were wearing three layers of heavy armor, could take off their bows and fight back.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

The female knight who rushed to the front suddenly raised the holy spear in her hand and aimed it at Yesen under the white bull banner.

Holy!

The shining holy spear seemed to have passed through the barrier of space at this moment, and it came to Yesen in just a blink of an eye.

It came too fast. This legendary spear of destiny forged by the god king Odin with the branches of the world tree seemed to have written the fate of the target's death before it was used.

"Father Khan, be careful!"

Yesen's eyes widened, and he had no time to react. A sturdy and stupid-looking Qiexue soldier behind him suddenly roared, and his body quickly expanded into a giant more than five meters tall, pulling Yesen off the horse and throwing him behind him.

He put his hands together, as if trying to catch the flying "lightning".

But this behavior is as ridiculous as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The holy spear pierced his chest, and most of the spear body came out from his back. The burning holy fire of purification, like a thorn in the bone, used his blood as raw material and quickly burned all over his body.

"Chahan!"

Yesen, who fell to the ground, finally reacted and roared.

This strong man was not his biological son, but his second queen was abducted by a pack of prairie wolves during a trip. He did not care about his origin and regarded him as his own son. The great shaman Bayantu said that he was born with the divine power given by Changshengtian. If he was not born stupid, he would definitely be a brave general.

But it is precisely because of his natural stupidity that he is the most loyal to himself and is also regarded as his most trustworthy person.

The burning fire man let out a shrill scream, and could vaguely see a ferocious wolf flying from above his head. He screamed and wanted to pounce on the Orchid who threw the gun, but it only flew away midway. It became darker and darker, burned to ashes by the golden holy flame attached to the body.

"Kill! Kill them!"

Ye Xian roared angrily.

For this battle, he died of his brother, and also of Chahan, whom he regarded as his own son. This was all caused by these lustful men. He swore that after this battle, he would personally lead the army to the west, no matter what. No matter what, we must find out where the "Ha country" is, attack it and destroy it, and kill all its people!

Dozens of cavalrymen, Xue Jingqi and Xue Jingqi, rushed out one after another.

Unexpectedly, a thick fog appeared.

In the thick fog, dozens of Wild Hunt cavalry wearing flying-wing iron helmets, with only a pair of frost-like blue flame eyes exposed under the helmets, appeared again. They looked indifferent, unafraid of death, and risked their own lives At the cost, they all entangled the timid Xue Jun who was galloping towards him.

The remaining cavalrymen of the mission also engaged Qixue's army one after another, with only one purpose, which was to escort Prajna and Jeanna to Yexian.

"Go to hell!"

He also bent his bow and nocked an arrow first, gritting his teeth.

This time, he obviously used some kind of secret method. The veins on his body popped out, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. He easily pulled the Zhebie Divine Bow in his hand to the full range, and the golden eagle flew with the arrow. out.

The divine arrow penetrated the air and made a shrill scream.

Almost as soon as he loosened the bowstring, the arrow approached Jeanne and pierced the body of the galloping horse.

He also put down the magic bow in his hand first, his eyes full of hatred: "She fell off the horse, catch her, I want her to be buried with my son!"

But the next moment.

The armor of the female knight who was supposed to fall from her horse melted away, and her whole body seemed to turn into burning golden flames. Two pairs of flaming wings fluttered up.

A holy and majestic momentum enveloped the world.

"Meet the judgment, sinner!"

The aloof Seraphim once again raised the glorious holy spear, replacing the scorching sun hanging high in the sky and becoming the only source of light visible in the world.

Everyone had to squint their eyes.

The next moment, the golden holy spear penetrated the heaven and the earth.

Jeanne, who burned her entire body and turned it into the energy to drive the holy spear, silently recited a prayer and stabbed Ye first.