Kumaradan looked at the bloody slave in front of him, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

"I will plant all these hateful barbarians into the ground and stomp their heads with elephants!"

"My Pycheer Warriors, today we must use their blood to wash away this shame!"

With a wave of his right hand, he ordered the Pysir warriors behind him to prepare to start the attack.

Since those savages refused to kneel down and beg for their kindness, they would not be stingy with their cruelty.

"My master, the infantry behind have just arrived. Should I give them a rest?" said a leader of the Pysir warrior.

The poor infantry were traveling all the way, and had just arrived and had not recovered their strength.

"There are only barbarian cavalry, so there is no need to wait for any infantry. You can lead them to charge directly, just one round is enough!"

Kumaradan can't wait.

He wanted to see the arrogant barbarians being knocked to the ground immediately.

"As for my master!"

The leader of the Sir warrior thought that this was reasonable.

These sermons from the bottom of the sermon practiced martial arts and were sure to be able to deal with barbarians with a considerable number of people.

"Everyone obeys the order!"

"Prepare to attack with me!"

With a few orders, about two hundred strong Pysir warriors were ready to attack immediately.

At the same time, Yang Nandi, not far away, had already seen the enemy's movements.

"Haha, these black barbarians are actually quite imposing."

He saw the enemy cavalry marching and setting up a formation, not those bandits who could only rush up.

"Song Nu, take a team of people to greet you first, and don't let them line up so calmly."

Yang Nandian ordered his second son Yang Songnu behind him.

"As for orders, sir!"

Yang Songnu responded without hesitation to accept the order.

Then he led a dozen cavalrymen to rush up to the enemy.

The galloping horse started to rush straight to the enemy's front, but as the distance approached, it suddenly swept towards the enemy's left wing.

The distance between the two sides quickly approached dozens of steps.

Yang Songnu took the lead in shooting the first arrow, and the rest followed closely and bent their bows and shot two shots.

"Swoosh!"

"ah!!"

As the sound of the bowstring fell, several screams came from the Wenjia people formation opposite.

The Wenjia infantry with almost only one thick and hard jute robe had no possibility of resistance.

Yang Songnu led the cavalry to do this three times. When Wen Jia's formation tried to counterattack with bows and arrows, they had already run to the front position again.

These white horse Di cavalry with skillful bows and horses saw that the enemy was very slow to react and shot feather arrows directly into the cavalry formation in front.

With just one pass, dozens of feather arrows fell.

'ah!'

Even if these sects are protected by armor, they have no way to protect without blind spots.

Soon two unlucky guys were shot, one of them was shot directly into the eye socket and was killed on the spot.

"Where did these barbarians come from? They can ride and shoot so skillfully!"

When Kumaradan saw more than a dozen "barbarian" cavalry, he had already caused chaos in his army. The shock in his heart was beyond words.

In his impression, the savages of the Phu Kingdom in the eastern jungle had very few cavalry. Even if there were some short horses, they were just pack horses like donkeys, and there was no riding or shooting at all.
Chapter completed!