The assembly horn sounded, Zhang Cheng pulled out his war horse and jumped up, and quickly ran to the outside of the camp.

The battle array of the army is placed in front of the Longya Pass for ten miles, a scarlet battle flag can already be seen flying in the position of the Chinese army in the distance, a hundred war drums and a hundred horns are controlled by the pro-army on duty, three miles out of front of the camp in front of the pass is the upper reaches of the big river on the south side of the Tianlong Mountain Range, with the valley stream near the Longya Pass as the source, the big river flows to the east and west sides, the amount of water is getting bigger and bigger, the source of the big river in front of you is shallow, you can cross the horse.

After crossing the rear army camp, the passage between the right army and the middle army continued to move forward, and after passing the high platform of the Shuai Banner was the pro-army battle formation, and looked at the baseline to correct the Shuai Banner, Zhang Cheng jumped off the horse and stood holding the reins.

He was on duty in the middle of the night, and at this time he was not sleepy, and the reins were dripping with sweat from his palms: this was his first time in battle.

In the past, every time he fought in the last battle, he was ordered to stay, and the position was also at the back of the handsome platform, and the mission was to convey the commander's military orders in accordance with the orders of the flag officer.

The information bead is worn on the pendant of the necklace, and there are inscriptions on each ear, which is a universal communication device for cultivators.

He was still thinking nonsense, Zhang Zan had already arrived, and when he saw Zhang Cheng's position, he couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Cheng, do you think that standing in front will let you charge first? Obediently go to your own position behind." ”

"No, you just said that I should guard your flank, and I will not be allowed to leave you ten steps. ”

Zhang Zanxiao's little eyes couldn't see: "That's right, I'm standing in the last row with you today!"

Zhang Cheng was just about to reply, but he heard the beating of the snare drum, so he quickly shut up and followed Zhang Zan to find a position with him.

There had just been a noisy assembly position, and with the beating of the drums, only the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and the short intermittent drums seemed to urge everyone to quickly reach their respective positions.

Zhang Cheng stood in the last row with Zhang Zan, behind him was Shuaitai, and he was standing in front of him at this time with a general leading a horse: Zhang Yongkui.

Six hundred pro-troops lined up in six rows, each with a hundred people, ten meters apart.

From Longya Pass to the south is a gentle slope, to the river is already the border of the plain, across the river is the flat stretch of the prairie, five miles in front is the battle formation of Liang Guolin's army, but also beating the military drum.

The drum sounded a hundred times and stopped, the battle formation had been arranged, and none of the soldiers were late, Zhang Cheng heard Zhang Zhong's shouting order behind him: "The former army standard-bearer invites to fight!"

The information bead of the chief general can transmit the message in a directional way, and this order was obviously sent to the former military flag officer, Zhang Cheng was too close to the shuaitai so he heard this order.

Looking up, the flag of the lieutenant general in the camp of the 1,000-former army had been held high, and the standard-bearer urged the horse to run out and rushed straight to the middle army of the Lin family, and the 5,000-former army on the opposite side almost rushed out at the same time.

The two flag bearers met face to face and set up the battle flag, and then each returned about 100 meters, took out the horn and blew: "Woo......"

Immediately afterwards, the war drums beat uninterruptedly, and the 1,000-former army mounted their horses and slowly advanced, advancing for a mile and then beginning to accelerate.

When the front army accelerated, the war drums were already ringing, and the distance of more than a mile was enough for the war horses to reach high speed, one thousand against five thousand!

The distance of five miles in both directions, in a moment has been close to one mile, the two flag-bearers converged again, the sword flashed between the former flag-bearers of the Lin family army fell off the horse, and the former flag bearer of the Zhang family army pulled up their own battle flags and waved them again and again.

"War, war, war......" Zhangjiajun and the five armies drank together!

The Lin family's standard-bearer was killed and was not qualified to declare his prestige, and they all set their sights on the 5,000-former army, hoping that their team would win the first battle and regain their momentum.

Zhang Cheng hissed and shouted before he realized that he was too nervous, and pulling the reins of the war horse made it a little restless, and he quickly patted the horse's neck to appease it a little.

A loud "boom" sounded, the front army had already collided together, the splattered blood was reflected in the knife light, and the two sides had rushed over to disengage in just a moment, and the horses swirled to both sides, and then hedged horizontally.

In the first contact, more than 100 people fell in Zhang Jiajun, and hundreds fell in the second contact.

The Lin family army has recaptured the battle flag, and the flag bearer is in the rear of the battle formation and follows closely, and after two contacts, the Lin family army has fallen more than 3,000 people.

The front army once again beat their horses and turned back to the front of their respective camps, and the standard-bearer of the Zhang family army rushed to the front, and a loud shout was sent to Siye: "Chisel through!"

With his shout, the battle flag was rolled into a war spear and thrown, and a person in front of the Lin family army was nailed to the ground with a horse, and he drew his double knives and rushed horizontally towards the enemy formation.

"Kill, kill, kill......" Zhang Jiajun shouted and cheered.

Zhang Zhong ordered: "Left Army, Right Army, Charge!"

The sound of the war drums is divided into three strands: "Tom tom, tom tom ......"

Three thousand horsemen on each of the left and right wings advanced slowly and gradually accelerated.

"Facing ......"

A shouting order came faintly from the opposite side, and then Lin Jiajun shouted in unison: "Kill, kill, kill ......"

At this time, the third battle of the front army had ended, and there were only a few dozen Zhangjia soldiers left on the battlefield, who were accelerating towards the middle army of the Lin family, and the rows of stone spikes in front of the team were levitating in the air.

There were only more than 3,000 people in the middle of the Lin family's army, and hundreds of them were coming head-on, and more than 8,000 people on the left and right flanks did not advance but retreated, shrinking into a dense battle formation and stabbing the two wings of the Zhang family's army, waiting for the two wings of the Zhang family army to kill.

"The rear army went out to tie up the formation!" With Zhang Zhong's order, two thousand rear troops from the left and right sides stepped forward to surround the Chinese army.

The battle formations on the left and right flanks had already crashed into the enemy formation, a piece of light shone, a puff of blood splashed, and the six thousand iron cavalry quickly killed through the two wings of the Lin family's army and went straight to the Chinese army to kill.

"The Chinese army is attacking!"

The handsome flag flew up suddenly, and the flag officer jumped off the handsome platform and rushed forward.

Zhang Cheng turned over and got on his horse, just waiting for the war drum to give the order!

He didn't expect that as the flag officer stepped forward, the pro-military camp all got on the horse but did not move, Zhang Yongkui's flag stood firmly on the spot, obviously, Zhang Zhong gave another explanation before giving the order, and the flag officer charged more than 50 monks in black robes, and more than 50 war horses flew away with four hooves of light.

"Big brother!" Zhang Cheng was shocked to see that the last person to rush out was Zhang Zhong, he didn't care about the prohibition and immediately looked back at Shuaitai, where it was empty, only two hundred drummers remained.

Zhang Zan twisted his head back: "You don't want to die, wait for the order!"

The hundreds of people from the Lin family's army were killed, and only more than 100 people were left to return after the front army of the Zhang family army fell into the camp, and Zhang Zhong issued the order for the Chinese army to attack at this time.

From the core of the battlefield to the Zhangjia army commander platform is only three miles, more than 50 monks who have increased their speed chased after them in the blink of an eye, and the more than 100 people have been chased to the tail of the horse when they are still a few hundred meters away from their own Chinese army, and a large number of golden needles and stone thorns are whistling by, and more than 100 people have not had time to turn back and have fallen off their horses.

The left and right wings just encircled the middle army of the Lin family army at this time, regardless of the pursuit of the two wings of the Lin family army behind him, the horizontal knife jumped straight forward, the tips of the two horizontal knives spit out inches, and the volley in front of the horse's head was pierced with golden needles.

There was a loud shout from the Lin family's army: "Look for death, trap and kill!"

At the same time, a thin and transparent light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the Lin family's army.

"Release!" The light curtain had just formed, and Zhang Zhong's loud shout also spread throughout the battlefield.

The golden needles and stone thorns in front of more than fifty riders suddenly burst out and flew out, and the drums and trumpets on the handsome platform sounded at the same time!

"Kill ......"

Together with 200 drummers and trumpeters, they attacked, and 3,000 iron horsemen were put into battle as the last fighting force.

"Wave, pop ......" There was a crisp sound, and the light curtain of the trapping and killing array covering the Lin family's army disappeared in response, and thousands of two-wing troops and more than fifty cavalry troops broke through.

Zhang Cheng had long forgotten Zhang Zan's order, his eyes were fixed on the battle flag of the pro-military camp and he gradually accelerated behind Zhang Yongkui, and after a while, the war horse was already speeding up, but he heard the order from the spirit pattern in his ear: "Speed increase charm!"

Subconsciously reached into his arms and touched out a talisman seal, the aura was transferred from the dantian to the sinuses, inhaled sharply and then spewed out, a trace of aura inspired the talisman seal, hid in the stirrup and waved his hand, the light inspired by the talisman slapped on a horse's hoof, so repeated four times, the four hooves of the war horse were visible, and the speed increased again.

When he turned on the horse, he could already see the eyelashes of the enemy, Zhang Yongkui put his sword horizontally and shouted: "Kill ......"

Zhang Cheng couldn't adjust the aura to enter the battle knife, and still relied on the method of spewing a trace of aura from his mouth to activate the spirit pattern engraved on the weapon, and the double knives suddenly emitted an inch of swords.

The hilts of the blades staggered, elbows against the back of the knife, and he could only feel the tremendous force of the blade as it slashed through his body, but he didn't know how many enemies he had killed.

The speed of the horse is too fast, even if the distance between the enemy is more than ten meters, the horizontal knife has been killed, but only in the blink of an eye, he can't feel the double knife shake a few times, only feels that he is about to be thrown off the horse's back by the huge force of the collision, once he falls, a horse hoof behind him can trample him into mud, if he doesn't step on the head, the comrades who clean the battlefield can still tell who he is.

"Chisel through!"

Zhang Yongkui's order came from his ears, Zhang Cheng subconsciously spit out a trace of aura according to the drill habits, and his mind guided his eyes to stare at the top of the horse's head, and a stone thorn suddenly appeared, and he spit out a trace of aura again and hit the stone thorn, and the stone was stimulated and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Immediately after a pain in his shoulder, a whip shadow disappeared into Zhang Yongkui's hand: "Rabbit cub, you want to kill me?"

Zhang Cheng then remembered that he had explained during the drill that he had to see if there was a comrade-in-arms in front of him before he stimulated the stone thorn, but when he looked up and stared at this time, there were only torn lines in front of him, and the extreme horse speed distorted his vision!

"Left rotation, counter-kill!" was Zhang Yongkui's order again, Zhang Cheng spurred, and the war horse followed the brigade to turn left.

"Xiao Cheng, close your eyes and listen to my command!" came Zhang Zan's voice in his ears.

There's no way, who made Zhang Cheng the only samurai to participate in the war?