"White Wolf Camp!"
Murong Ping, who was riding alongside Liu Wei, immediately recognized him and exclaimed in surprise.
"Is it that impressive?"
Before Liu Wei could ask a question, Yan Da on the right asked first.
In the eyes of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, any elite troops from other races were nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs.
"The White Wolf Camp is the personal guard cavalry of Dunta, the nephew of King Qiuliju. They are brave and skilled in battle. Their combat strength is second to none among the entire Wuhuan cavalry!"
Murong Ping said with a solemn expression.
As a former centurion of the Wuhuan cavalry, Murong Ping was very familiar with the situation of the Wuhuan.
Along the way, Liu Wei also received a lot of internal information about the Wuhuan.
This prompted Liu Wei to decisively order Qian Zhao to launch a surprise attack on Lu County in the snow while he was in Yi County, and then raid the camp of Wuhuan Qiao Wang. He then captured Wuhuan Qiao Wang and Wuhuan Prince Lou Ban, and seized Lulong Pass.
"Just a bunch of scoundrels who sell their prizes!"
Yan Da gave a cold laugh, "My lord, we, the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun, can handle these five hundred White Wolf Camp soldiers!"
Liu Wei: ?
"hiss!"
Liu Bei and Murong Ping were taken aback, both feeling that the guards around Liu Wei were far too arrogant!
Liu Bei had never seen the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun fight, but Murong Ping had seen them a few times.
But what Murong Ping saw was the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders mercilessly beating a drowning dog when their side had the advantage in battle.
He did not witness the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun engaging the enemy in a direct confrontation.
Moreover, there were only eighteen of them, no, one was missing. It was said that a fellow among them named Yan Xiaoliu was assassinated in front of the palace while following his lord and was seriously injured.
He is currently recuperating at ***'s residence!
With one less member, the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders' fighting strength will likely be reduced.
"Murong Ping, you are skilled in archery, so you will temporarily fill Yan Xiaoliu's position and join us in battle to defeat the White Wolf Camp!"
Immediately afterward, Yan Da shouted loudly to Murong Ping.
"My lord, is it permissible?"
Murong Ping glanced at Liu Wei and asked.
"Since the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are so confident, how could I refuse? Murong Ping, go!"
Liu Wei rode his horse, looking ahead, but his voice was loud and clear, and those around him heard every word.
"Thank you, my lord!" Yan Da and Murong Ping both bowed and accepted the order.
Immediately, the eighteen riders, who were on the run, increased their speed and broke away from the formation, heading straight for the White Wolf Camp.
call out!
Murong Ping shot arrows as he ran!
The Seventeen Riders of Yanyun naturally used their usual tactics: long-range crossbow fire and their cloaks swept away the enemy's arrows.
They quickly approached the vanguard of the White Wolf Camp.
The seventeen riders of Yanyun stood close together, forming an acute-angled triangle.
Murong Ping was protected in the middle, allowing him to shoot without distraction.
What!
They actually sent eighteen cavalrymen to fight us? This is an insult to us!
The commander of the Wuhuan White Wolf Camp was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode.
He let out a wolf-like howl, raised his scimitar, and instead of ordering his men to immediately mount up and shoot, he went straight up to engage in close combat.
Swish swish swish!
Seventeen crescent-shaped blades gleamed with a cold light, and the eyes behind the ferocious masks of the Seventeen Riders of Yanyun emitted a captivating brilliance.
As the two sides charged and drew closer, Murong Ping had already fired about ten arrows.
Every arrow is aimed at the throat, and none misses its mark.
Soon, the two sides clashed.
In an instant, the cavalrymen of the Wuhuan White Wolf Camp fell from their horses one after another, blood splattering everywhere, screams and wails echoing throughout.
In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the combined forces of the seventeen riders of Yanyun and Murong Ping severely damaged the White Wolf Camp, which the Wuhuan considered to be their elite force.
Of the five hundred cavalrymen, most were killed or wounded, and the rest were too terrified to come forward.
"How is that possible?" Dun Ta exclaimed in astonishment, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Liu Bei, who was watching the battle from beside Liu Wei, was utterly shocked.
I thought this masked knight, wielding a crescent-shaped scimitar and wearing a black cloak, was capable of protecting Liu Wei, but that he was just a skilled protector.
Unexpectedly, they are even stronger in combat against the enemy.
Liu Bei felt nothing but envy.
"Xuande, with only five hundred cavalry, their first battle was a miracle. Eighteen of them annihilated three thousand Southern Xiongnu cavalry without a single loss."
Seeing Liu Bei's mouth wide open, Liu Wei said calmly.
"My lord, did I hear that right? Are you sure that just those 18 men killed 3,000 Xiongnu cavalrymen?" Liu Bei's eyes widened like saucers.
Liu Wei waved his hand slightly: "Yes, you heard right. When I first heard it, I was just as shocked as you. Later, I sent people to verify it in the big city west of Shangjun Guluo City. It can't be fake."
Liu Bei was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
How did Liu Wei train these guards known as the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun?
If Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were to face those eighteen men alone, they would likely be at a disadvantage.
Just as Liu Bei's mind was in turmoil, Liu Wei's voice suddenly turned serious: "Xuande, let's stop talking for now and prepare for battle!"
Liu Bei looked up abruptly and discovered that the Wuhuan banner was moving in their direction.
It turned out that Dunta was shocked to see his proud White Wolf Camp being utterly defeated by eighteen riders, and decided to take a desperate gamble.
He immediately gathered more than a thousand riders around him, personally led the way, identified the direction of Liu Wei's banner, and rushed over frantically.
Since this prince has unleashed such powerful cavalry to fight, he probably doesn't have many strong guards around him.
Now is the perfect time to strike down enemy generals and seize their flags!
The princes of the Han Dynasty, pampered and spoiled, are certainly not physically active. The only way to win them over is to get close to them.
Therefore, Dun Ta did not hesitate to personally go into battle to kill Liu Wei.
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