"Come on. "The soldiers with shields are obviously much more burly than the other Lin family soldiers, one of them roared angrily, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, no matter how burly the soldiers were, they would not be the opponents of the cavalry, this was the pressure they had to bear.

The cavalry, which was not very fast, and the infantry who had been preparing for a long time met in the next moment, colliding like two streams of iron, and countless blood flowers bloomed in this instant.

Even heaven and earth seem to be suffocated.

"Knock knock...", the sound of the horse's hooves and shields clashing sounded one after another, followed by endless slashing sounds.

He Xiang pulled the body of the horse cablely, and the whole horse collapsed like a huge weight in the layers of shields of the Lin family.

The originally tight defense was instantly revealed at this moment.

He Xiang fell into the Lin family's army camp with his bare hands.

Like a tiger entering the flock, even if a powerful individual soldier is like the Lin family's army, he is still not the opponent of this delicate person among the reckless soldiers.

Bi Kongqing glanced appreciatively at this young man who was not only strong in combat but also extremely intelligent.

The tight line of defense became full of holes in an instant. The reckless cavalry, who had been unable to attack for a long time, instantly became crazy, and they raised their weapons with a shout, and infiltrated into the camp of the Lin family army from one gap after another.

Scrimmage. This is what Bi Tianqing does not want to see.

But there seems to be no effective way to break this deadlock.

And Bi Kongqing's face did show an extremely tangled look.

Of course, this kind of battle situation has appeared in his tactical exercises, but the method of breaking the siege is indeed the last thing he wants to do. If it were the prince who was in charge of this battle, I am afraid that it would be the same as himself.

"General, make a decision, it's too late. The guard beside him, who was still nervous just now, turned out to be the support of Bi Tianqing at this moment.

Seeing that the reckless cavalry was deep into the camp, his infantry gradually became overwhelmed.

Bi Kongqing's eyes were slightly red, his nose was panting, and the green tendons of his hand holding the sword were exposed, and then he suddenly raised his breath and shouted loudly: "The first three rows of shield bearers abandon the shield knot and lock the horse formation." The rest of me retreated a hundred paces back with me. ”

The command was clear, but everyone knew that it had divided the original thousand into two parts, one living and one dying.

But no one was gone, and in just a moment, the order was resolutely carried out.

The so-called horse locking array is to fight after one person dies and another person stands behind his corpse, and the height of the corpses is superimposed to achieve the purpose of hindering the speed of the cavalry's impact. This is the most effective way to cut off cavalry pursuit.

Bi Kongqing's brows furrowed tightly the moment he gave the order, and he didn't even dare to look at the Lin family soldiers who were left in the cavalry by him.

The duty of a soldier is to die on the battlefield, but he buried them here with his own hands, even Bi Tianqing, who is used to seeing life and death, can't help but be grief-stricken.

But that's how war is. It doesn't leave people much time to grieve.

The soldiers after the three platoons mustered up all their courage and marched north en masse, disrupting the rhythm of the entire pursuit with the strongest killing intent, but at the cost of leaving most of the corpses behind.

A moment is good, and that's the value of time on the battlefield.

Until the last one squatted on the battlefield and fell on the battlefield, the Lin family army had retreated nearly a hundred steps back.

100 steps is not a long number, but it is enough for Bi Tianqing.

With that shout, dozens of sharp Changge actually stood out from the back of the line.

Countless shields were also raised in all corners at the same time, forming an impenetrable circle in the blink of an eye.

There is a little gap in each shield, just enough for Changge to pass through, like an iron hedgehog that wraps around the whole body, densely protruding countless long steel thorns, giving people the feeling that there is nowhere to start.

At the same time that the other party completely wrapped himself in an iron sheet, he did not stand still.

They are moving, like a big turtle crawling slowly, step by step, slowly, but without stopping.

Compared with the hastily formed iron bucket array before, after the ordnance in front of him, whether it was a blade or a shield, met the tactical requirements, and all the weapons were completed, the momentum of the entire large array also completely changed.

The light cavalry, which lacked sufficient ability to attack fortifications, felt like they had nowhere to start for a while in the face of this huge round and iron-clad infantry phalanx. They swirled and cursed loudly, and a few of them rushed forward to try to make a crack, but the other party's iron hedgehog still had the function of flying thorns, and a tributary arrow shot out of the gap in the shield, hitting the enemy.

This big iron turtle is extremely active, with its head and tail held high. It bends and turns, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, as if it were playing improvised, wantonly teasing its opponents, stimulating their nerves, stirring up their anger, as if it wanted to avenge those who had just died.

The reckless soldiers, who were not good at attacking fortifications, were even more angry, and all kinds of scolding came one after another:

"The shitch raised by the son of a bitch, and hiding in the turtle shell has a fart!

Wait a minute......

Use useless scolding to vent the feeling that this mouse catches a turtle and has nowhere to start.

Because in their consciousness, it is indeed a joke that the cavalry infantry can fight so slowly.

Cao Qingping was also surprised. He said that he put his right hand on his chin and rubbed it repeatedly, his brows furrowed, and he was surprised: Lin Jiajun's change of formation was really too fast.

However, no matter how thick the carapace is, it loses its ability to move, and there is still only a dead end. Without the defense of offensive forces, no matter how strong it is, there will always be a moment when it will be broken.

So he is still firmly convinced that he will not become the final winner of this war.

"Let He Xiang lead people to attack a point. ”

Before his orders could even be heard, a new situation arose on the battlefield.

The big tortoise in the iron skin actually had cracks on its own.

Just as the Da Mang people were cheering for the success of their scolding battle, the giant shield suddenly cracked out fine marks, and on the thin marks were bright arrows that emitted a deadly cold glow, pointing at Da Mang. cavalry

"Oops!" Cao Qingping was taken aback and blurted out.

The next moment, the tide of battle changed dramatically.

The morning light suddenly became dazzling in an instant, countless crystals flashed with a life-threatening brilliance, and the sky above the border battalion resounded a sharp sound of breaking the air, with the flash of hundreds of thousands of sharp rays in the air, a large number of crossbow arrows shot at the opponent, setting off a scarlet blood rain, and the reckless cavalry instantly danced a scream that tore the world apart, and countless reckless people fell down with a wail, counting arrows on their bodies.

Cao Qingping's eyes contracted violently: crossbow arrows, a small border battalion of the Lin family's army, how could there be expensive crossbow arrows!

The big iron-skinned turtle opened five cracks in five directions, and after an unknown number of crossbow machines strafed, a bloody frenzy was born in an instant.

The earth, which was as calm as water, finally boiled at this moment.

Conducting a war is like conducting a large symphony.

Every conductor wants the music to follow his own beat, and changing the pitch is the most unacceptable part of the performance.

A small change of voice may just be a flaw in the performance. But if it becomes a loud noise, then this performance has completely died.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the appearance of crossbow arrows is like a huge noise that completely overwhelms the performance time that belongs to Cao Qingping.

"This ......" Cao Qingping couldn't imagine why none of the two months of preliminary work he had done was correct. Even the simplest weaponry is completely out of their control. If the border battalion of the Lin family army is like the border battalion in front of him, I am afraid that this battle will not need to be fought again.

After several tricky blockades by the Lin family's army, half of the thousand-man cavalry remained. Countless horses that had lost their owners ran aimlessly in the border camp, not knowing where their goal was.

"We haven't lost yet. "The design of the crossbow machine only has three rounds of shooting, and after three rounds, there is a long process of adding arrows, so this time is the best time for your own counterattack.

But for some reason, there are very few people who respond to the congratulatory sound.

The successive events that the cavalry could not have imagined completely destroyed their determination to fight stubbornly, even if they still had the strength to fight.