"Yanming, you have to remember that you are not a small soldier, nor are you a tribal warrior, you are a captain and a general." Ma Yue ambushed and under the barren grass, this is the ambush place he specially selected in the Xingyang to Zhongmu official road, the grass on both sides can be high over the horse's shoulder, and the Changshui camp picked out eight hundred cavalry who are proficient in bow horses to hide here, in order to ensure that they can hide their tracks, they evacuated the official road three miles, the well-trained Danshan military horse obediently paused in place, Ma Yue pulled Yan Xing and said: "Compared with rushing to kill the enemy, it is more important to protect the soldiers who follow you to live until the end of the battle, you know?" ”

"No!"

Yan Xing carried an iron spear and led his horse through the barren grass towards the northern part of the official road, where there were the remaining 500 warriors in armor from the Changshui Battalion, who carried on their shoulders the mission of attacking six times the size of their own thief army.

On the winding official road, the noisy marching sound gradually reached everyone's ears, Ma Yue, who was hidden in the wild grass, led the horse with his left hand, and Changge in his right hand was warmed by him. He could already see the vague silhouette of the rebels on the official road in the distance.

He wanted Yan Xing to attack the 3,000 rebels with 500 horses, and no matter how elite the Changshui battalion was, there would be more casualties than the elite 500 warriors, and a small number of cavalry would rush into battle, so he could not be nervous.

Seeing the chaotic military appearance, Ma Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the military appearance of the rebels, with a wooden spear in his hand, wearing cloth clothes or leather armor, a rabble, his tactics were not wrong!

In terms of elite and armor, the rebels are not worth mentioning, and their strengths are only numbers and morale. What Ma Yue wants is to completely break the morale of the rebels by relying on his majestic military appearance, excellent soldiers and horses, and a surprise attack of unknown numbers!

Now everything depends on Yan Xing!

Yan Xing, the year of the weak crown, crouched with his horse in the barren grass, squinting his eyes with a cold face at the rebels marching on the official road, the spear made of pure iron lay flat in front of his knees, which was the last gift given to him by his brother-in-law who died in the Qiang rebellion, nine years ago, he was thirteen years old.

Seeing the rebels running in formation directly across from him, he only slowly raised his right hand.

Behind him, the knights of the five hundred Northern Army Commanders of the Water Battalion lined up in five teams and breathed, their eyes were fixed on their commanders, the commanders followed the commander of the tun and raised his arms, the commander looked at the military marquis, the military marquis held against Sima, and Sima followed Yan Xing's movements.

From the moment they joined the army, the veterans reiterated to him over and over again the only truth of surviving on the battlefield without swords and eyes - trusting the judgment of the commander.

The rebel army walked through the encirclement of Yan Xing, Yan Xing's right hand was almost flat to the sky, still with a cold and expressionless face, nodding lightly with the number of rebels in front of him.

Five miles away at the other end of the official road, Ma Yue didn't dare to come out, the cold hairs on his arms were already standing up, his eyes were constantly in the rebels and the calm wasteland, his heartbeat was almost at what time, but his face did not show the slightest panic, but the unprovoked bite of his lower lip exposed the tension in his heart.

Yan Xing's eyes narrowed even more thinly, staring closely at the footsteps of a rebel, his eyes were incomparably round like a copper bell, his right hand suddenly fell fiercely, he picked up the iron spear that was resting on the ground, and pulled the reins with his left hand, which made the horse let out a high-pitched Herod, and his knees bounced up, dragging the horse and running out of two steps, and suddenly jumped on the horse's back, holding the mixed iron gun and letting out a roar: "The Han army is mighty!" ”

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the shouts shook the four fields, and the rebels raised their weapons in panic and glanced left and right, and saw a knight in the north wearing ring armor and a big iron spear charging down the hillside, and then almost a moment, several banners with the words "Changshui" and "Northern Army" were suddenly erected in the vast wilderness, and then countless cavalry wearing red armor galloped down three miles away, unstoppable.

Then there was the sound of a hammer slamming to the ground.

In the face of the rolling cavalry, the rebels' first reaction was to throw away their armor and flee in all directions, but after all, it was thousands of thieves, and several brave men in the rebel army who looked like thieves waved their knives and cut down several thieves who tried to escape, stopped the rout, and took the lead in rushing towards the invincible Yan Xing when Yan Xing's Xianbei horse hit several people.

Yan Xing's big spear pierced straight like a dragon, sweeping through the overlord in the world, the heavy iron spear flung over and several figures flew out upside down, and in a moment the thief army was arrayed on the official road to kill each other, and then the cavalry behind him rushed to the ground, and the five hundred cavalry followed the rebels who could not resist and kill nearly a hundred thieves at all.

Yan Xing, who had broken through the thief formation, glanced at the silent Ma Yue ambush, glanced at the hundreds of thieves who had no intention of fighting before, and suddenly reined in his horse and turned, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Changshui Erlang and a certain kill!" ”

He is Ma Yue's bait!

Most of the middle army and the rear army of the thief army have gradually become encircled, the protection of the friendly troops on the left and right flanks has given them great courage, those who have been defeated are like dung in their eyes, they are the real warriors, they want to encircle and completely swallow these hundreds of elite Han troops!

"Rush!"

Yan Xing unstoppably charged at the rebels who were several times his size with iron spears, he never cared how many enemies there were, no matter how many were in the eyes of Uncle Yan Ming, they were a group of local chickens and dogs, he could sweep them all with just one iron spear!

His usual grim face is long gone, his white face is full of fanaticism, flushed with morbid flush, and brandishing the subway gun is even more powerful!

"The enemy will give the king death!"

Just as Yan Xing was charging, a shout came from the thief army, and then Yan Xing saw the thief army in front of him give way to both sides like breaking the wind and waves, and a strong man with a black and purple color and a strong man with a black and purple face galloped out with a yellow horse and a blacksmith's hammer, and roared out at him.

"It's good to come!" Yan Xing noticed that when this man galloped out, the morale of the thieves was suddenly uplifted, shouting and surrounding, this person was most likely the leader of the thieves! The head of the thief is a meritorious service in Yan Xing's eyes!

The hammer smashed over with great force, Yan Xing didn't dare to take it hard, threw the reins and retreated to the left to dodge a hammer, and then slammed back the horse pistol for a moment, stabbing out the back of the thief's heart!

Wang Ding put away the hammer, as if he had long eyes in the back of his head, and suddenly fell down, dodging a stab, Yan Xing looked back and overturned a thief who surrounded him and raised a ring knife, and returned to his horse to kill Wang Ding together.

Ma Yue, who was ambushed in the distance, couldn't see the situation on the battlefield clearly, he just suddenly couldn't find Yan Xing's figure under the banner, and the Han cavalry couldn't see his commander, only the military Sima pulled the banner and led the cavalry in the thousands of thieves and soldiers to get out, rushing left and right, and the Han army began to fall off the horse. couldn't help but scold fiercely, Yan Xing forgot what he told him before the battle!

Wang Ding's hammer handle blocked Yan Xing's straight stab, and the hammer slammed down, and Yan Xing had no way to dodge, so he raised the iron gun with both hands to block.

"Boom!"

The huge sound of gold and stone exploded above Yan Xing's head, and it pressed down on the front hooves of the Xianbei horse under Yan Xing's crotch, and he slammed forward and knelt on the ground.

Yan Xing's arms were shaken by the huge force, and the blood in his chest surged, and his white face instantly turned blood-red.

This thief, what a lot of strength!

But with this strength, I am afraid that there is no one in the Northern Army who can beat him!

In a hurry, an idea flashed through Yan Xing's mind, and then his body was swept to the ground by the horse, and he was in sharp pain, rolling several times in the ground.

Standing up with the iron spear, Yan Xing wiped the left hand of the iron spear, and the mixed iron spear was smashed out of the arc, Yan Xing couldn't help but be angry, and suddenly grabbed the handle of the gun, regardless of the thief army around him, leaned back and threw the iron spear towards Wang Dinghan, who was more than ten steps away, and turned his back to Wang Dinghan, who was collecting the hammer!

"you!"

The curved arc subway gun came out of Yan Xing's hand with a whistling sound with the momentum of wind and thunder, and almost instantly crossed a distance of more than ten steps, suddenly penetrating Wang Ding's heart, bringing him up from the horse, and his heavy body was nailed to the ground!

The tide of thieves beside him surrounded Yan Xing with his bare hands, and the iron knife and wooden spear slashed and stabbed like rain, Yan Xing was unaware, relying on a ring armor to rush left and right in the crowd, and several stabbing wooden spears were twisted and broken between the two ribs, turning over and punching the head of a thief soldier, suddenly snatching out an iron knife, a horizontal slash and jumping out of a few steps, stepping on Wang Ding's corpse and slashing at the neck, and stepping down at the same time as pulling out the iron spear to open the tide of thieves around the body, with his foot of the thief chieftain set the head of the head and fall.

As soon as he scooped up his head and raised it high, Yan Xing shouted hoarsely: "The head of the thief is dead, and those who descend will not be killed!" ”

There was a commotion around the thief army, and then I saw several Han army flags getting closer and closer, and the flag soldiers of the Changshui camp followed the military Sima to rush towards this side shouting, and the commotion of the thief army was like a calm lake falling into a boulder, and some people began to scatter and flee.

To tell the truth, in Ma Yue's eyes, the battle situation at this time is not too good, although Yan Xing's charge is unstoppable, and the five hundred knights of the Changshui Battalion are brave enough, but the thief army has only lost one-tenth of twelve, and the five hundred knights are only afraid that they have lost more than half, and the captain Yan Xing still doesn't know where to go, and the thief army is about to complete the siege, and it is impossible to achieve Ma Yue's previous plan.

Suddenly, seeing the commotion of the thief army, the formation that was about to form a siege suddenly appeared a gap, he knew that something must have happened, and he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, grabbed the reins and turned over on the horse, and shouted angrily: "Changshui camp, kill the thief army!" ”

Suddenly, hundreds of horsemen climbed on their horses and galloped down with them, and the knights led their arrows and rushed to the periphery of the thief army, which had already sprinkled a rain of arrows.

The already turbulent thief army reappeared around a large number of thieves finally lost the will to fight, and scattered around, Ma Yue was even more excited when he saw it, and took the lead in ordering the Changshui battalion to pursue.

The knights' iron hooves trampled the enemy into a puddle of minced flesh, and more than 2,000 thieves fled on their two legs from the arrows and sabers fired from the strong horses' hooves.

On the battlefield where the blood flowed like a river, Ma Yue saw Yan Xing covered in blood.

The young lieutenant, who was younger than Ma Yue, knelt down on one knee in front of him, showing his blood-stained white teeth and smiling stubbornly at himself, Ma Yue reached the side of his mouth full of anger and cursed, just turned over and dismounted and licked his lips, bent down and reached out to wipe the blood from Yan Xing's face, and patted him on the shoulder.

Yan Xing slowly picked up Wang Ding's head from the ground, as if offering the most precious treasure, and arched his hand and said, "Yan Ming congratulates Lord Gong for another meritorious service!" ”

The smile on the face of this stubborn young lieutenant was like that of a child.