Gathering the remaining soldiers, Luo Tao looked to the left and right, and saw that the warriors on both sides were covered in blood.
In this battle, Bortala suffered heavy losses. More than 30 of the more than 70 armored warriors were lost, more than 100 cavalrymen on both wings were lost, and countless old, weak, women and children were killed and wounded.
The Eagle Tribe did not gain any advantage either. Their cavalry was shrunk in one place, without the advantage of the horse's galloping attack. Under Bortala's spear, the Eagle Cavalry was like fish on a chopping board and could only be slaughtered.
The grassland was filled with chaos as horses neighed, the wind roared and people roared.
The cavalry of the Eagle Tribe kept shouting and their horses' hooves were in chaos.
"Guard the leader!" "How is the leader?" "What should we do?" "Should we withdraw?"
Darixiu looked at Tehamu who fell to the ground and paid no attention. He just kept shouting: "Withstand Bortala's offensive, withstand them!"
The cavalry of the Eagle Tribe could not retreat, but the Bortala people in front of them were pressing forward step by step, and their spears did not give them any room to mount their horses.
There was also constant shouting from Bortala's side.
Luo Tao said: "Follow me, don't retreat!"
Sam said: "The warriors fought hard for the women and children behind them, for your grandmothers and children."
Seeing the Bortala people pressing forward step by step, Darixiu rushed to the front of the formation and shouted loudly: "The eagle can break its wings, but it must not lower its head. The warriors pounced on it with their bodies to make room for the cavalry."
Come here!"
After shouting, Darixiu took the lead and slashed with the scimitar in his hand, and flew into the Bortala army formation.
Marching and fighting are nothing more than the right time, the right place, and the right people. In the melee between Bortala and the Eagle Tribe, the right time and place have no effect. Whoever can gather the "right people" will be the final winner.
Undoubtedly, Da Rixiu's bravery inspired the Eagle Tribe's determination to fight to the death. They rushed towards Bortala's military formation one after another, not afraid at all even if they were about to be crushed into pulp by their own horses' hooves.
Bortala's position was stopped by the dying eagle. Da Rixiu was still slashing with his scimitar. The fierce eagle cavalry behind him was like a sharp sword, ready to cut open the intestines of the silver wolf in the blink of an eye.
Belly.
Seeing this, Luo Tao threw out two sword flowers from the long sword in his hand, splitting the two people around him, and he was about to grab Nada Rixiu as soon as he stepped forward.
Sam also shouted in the battle formation: "Hold the bald man, hold him and the Eagle Tribe will retreat!"
As soon as Sam finished speaking, there was another sound of crossbow arrows breaking the wind, and a black shadow rushed straight towards Da Rixiu.
Luo Tao was even more shocked by the sight in front of him. As soon as he landed, before he could stab out the sword in his hand, Nadarixiu had already thrown himself to the ground, with a long arrow stuck in his forehead.
The long arrow was inserted diagonally from the left eye into the back of the head, and there was some strange red and white liquid hanging on the outside of the arrow.
Such a horrifying sight made many warriors of the Eagle Tribe tremble. Is there anything more deterrent in the battle between the two armies than this long arrow headshot?
When Luo Tao saw that Da Rixiu was dead, he flipped the long sword in his hand, and slashed seven or eight people around him to the ground with his sword intent. The Eagle Tribe's offensive was immediately thwarted, and the situation was reversed again. Bortala's warriors again
Once they surrounded him.
This time no one from the Eagle Tribe came forward, so the broken-winged Eagle had no choice but to let go of its paws and run away in a hurry.
They set up Tehamu and galloped backwards. Seeing that they were about to escape, Luo Tao shouted: "Leave their leader behind, don't let them escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another arrow.
The soldier who set up Tehamu was hit by an arrow in the back and fell off his horse. Tehamu also fell off his horse.
Another warrior from the Eagle Tribe wanted to dismount and help Tehamu up. He had just turned over and dismounted, but before he could stand firm, the shadow of an arrow pierced his chest. He covered his heart, and when his feet went soft, he was piled on the ground.
On Tehamu.
Seeing this, the rest of the Eagle Cavalry no longer dared to dismount to rescue Tehamu, so they had to flee in all directions.
Luo Tao looked at the arrows and then turned back to look at Ah Chu, who was holding a crossbow. He saw her eyebrows raised slightly, her cheeks slightly red, and her expression full of coldness.
Four arrows killed four people in a row. It can be said that women are not inferior to men, and four arrows determine the grassland.
When A Chu saw Luo Tao looking at him, he lowered his eyebrows, turned around and ran away behind the tent. He just took three steps, looked back and saw that Luo Tao was still looking at him, curled his lips and fled into the tent.
No, she touched her cheek and it felt a little hot. She considered herself not a coy girl, but why was she like this now?
Outside the tent, Sam watched the cavalry of the Eagle Tribe retreat, and ordered his men to carry the body of Tehamu over, and then summoned the entire tribe to count the number of people.
Tehamu's head was trampled by a horse's hoof, half of his head was sunken, and his two eyes were probably bulging due to the pressure from that half of his head, and his face was truly terrifying.
"Dead?" Sam asked.
"I can't die anymore." A man responded.
Sam nodded, looked at Luo Tao, and asked, "Friend Luo Tao, what should we do next?"
"Cut off his head and take it to Xiaoyanling to find cooperation with Feng Tianhu. We will provide him with iron ore, he will give us armor, and then we will work together to swallow up the Eagle Tribe." Luo Tao said.
Sam nodded. A man raised his knife and dropped it. The former overlord on the grassland had his head missing.
After taking care of Tehamu, Sam counted the number of people in the tribe. The tribe had killed and injured more than 500 young and middle-aged men, and most of its combat power had been lost. This was also a heavy blow to Bortala.
With more than 500 young adults, it would take at least ten years of reproduction to fill this hole.
Sam looked at the tribesmen with a solemn expression. He asked everyone to camp on the spot, and then called the priests of the tribe into the tent to hold a small meeting. This time, he did not call Luo Tao, but gave him a wink,
A Chu who asked him to find his granddaughter.
He also has his own plans for this young couple.
In the big tent, Sam looked at Priest Saron and said bluntly: "Priest Saron, I want Luo Tao to succeed our clan as the leader. What do you think?"
