Yun Zheng took advantage of the scattered army of Nong Zhigao and hurriedly established a bow and crossbow position in this big gap, and at the same time, Sun Jie, who escaped death, also led his subordinates to join the Wusheng army, and blocked the wingmen who were flanking left and right, until Yun Zheng's crossbow array was established, and then they retreated. Sun Dazhi roared heartbreakingly, "Three shots in a row." The pieces of sultry people were suddenly lost under the sharpest weapons of the Great Song Dynasty, and the fighting spirit of the enemy army was vented, and the unforgiving Wusheng Army's trebuchet army formation was resisted by the auxiliary troops hiding behind the mountain to this small gap, and after establishing a good military formation in the shortest possible time, and throwing a high-powered gunpowder bullet, Yun Zheng's heart was relieved when he mentioned his throat.

There are crossbow arrays and trebuchet phalanxes, Yun Zheng is already full of confidence in himself to hold this gap, after all, these wingmen are still not real warriors, let them face extremely unfamiliar gunpowder bullets, this requirement is too high for them.

"This is Wu Shengjun? It's so tough! Dumbfounded, Yang Jin, Sun Wei asked Yu Jing with a smug face.

Yu Jing stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "This is the martial victory army with scholars as bones and warriors as flesh!" The previous time in the hot spring pass to capture Huang Shimi alive, the battle of more than 30,000 people are always suspicious, now, the general of the Wusheng army personally went into battle to scuttle through the enemy formation, and is constantly expanding to both sides, so the military might, the princes will no longer think that there is a fake, right? ”

When Yu Jing said this, he didn't look at Yang Zhen and Sun Wei, but stared at Di Qing, who had just sent Yang Wenguang and Ma Jinhu to fight.

Di Qing looked at the battle situation in front of him expressionlessly, and replied coldly: "It is indeed a strong army, compared with the Western Army of Huanzhou, but it is just an army piled up with steel, and it is not a real warrior." ”

Yu Jing was in a good mood, looking at Liang Ji, the two tiger generals of Xiaolin were invincible in the enemy army and laughed: "No matter what, the first merit of the Battle of Quy Nhon Pu should be the Wusheng Army!" ”

Di Qing was silent for a while and sighed: "The war is not over yet. It's too early to say anything. ”

The wingmen in the military formation seemed to be making footnotes to Di Qing's words, and as soon as his words fell, countless wingmen shouted slogans with "hum, hum". Rearranged the military formation, carrying a thick spear with a length of two zhang, and slowly suppressed the cavalry of Liang Ji and Xiaolin and shrunk back.

The crossbow arrows on the cavalry at this time had been exhausted, and the short blade in his hand could not reach the wingmen, Liang Ji threw his hammer in anger, although he smashed the two wingmen, but the remaining wingmen quickly filled the gap, and continued to carry the spear of Rulin forward.

Di Qing looked forward to the cavalry of the Wusheng Army rushing towards the sultry gun forest with the most fearless posture, and using the blood of his own people to disrupt Nong Zhigao's subordinates. Only in this way will he admit that the Wusheng Army is indeed a truly strong army.

Yu Jing, Yang Jin, and Sun Wei also lost their smiling faces suddenly, and Yu Jing solemnly patted Peng Jiu's arm beside him, signaling that Peng Jiu could enter the battle with the eight hundred soldiers who protected him when the battle formation was unfavorable.

Peng Jiu suddenly said, "Ming Gong." The general will immediately order the cavalry to retreat, and will not rush into battle, we have better means to deal with the enemy, and the cavalry should rest at this time, and wait until the enemy army is defeated and retreat, and then take advantage of the situation to cover the kill. There is no need to go up to reinforcements at this point, there are tens of thousands of soldiers in my Wusheng army, and now there are only more than 3,000 people on the battlefield. The rest of the centaurs must be on the left. ”

After hearing Peng Jiu's words, Di Qing's eyes lit up suddenly, and he turned to Sun Yuangui, the Marquis of Yu, behind him, and said, "You quickly bypass the battlefield and take your headquarters into Binyang City, be quick!" ”

Yu Jing was about to ask Di Qing why he sent reinforcements to Binyang City at this critical juncture, but was pulled by Yang Jin. He looked at Yang Ji in astonishment.

Yang Jin didn't explain, but pointed to the battlefield and said to Yu Jing: "Yun Dujian seems to be about to exert his might, he has recalled the cavalry back to the military formation, and completely relied on the crossbow formations on both sides to retreat the enemy, and those cavalry dismounted. The crossbow bolts are being rewound, and the little trebuchets seem to be starting to really work. ”

Di Qing snorted and stepped onto his war horse, put on the hideous ghost mask, and with a move of the big gun in his hand, the five hundred cavalry behind him followed him along the rift that Yang Wenguang had torn apart, and threw themselves into the battle array.

Yun Zheng's crossbow array suddenly stopped firing, and the entire middle defense line became silent, and flames jumped up from the side of the trebuchet, and the light blue flames could not be extinguished even if the wind blew.

Yun Zheng's army is very quiet and very weird, the cavalry habitually stuff cotton into the ears of the horses, and by the way, they also stuff cotton into their ears, those "hum, hum" shouting are full of doubts in their hearts, but the pace of progress still does not stop, perhaps in order to give themselves courage, they throw a row of javelins in unison, but the distance is still far away, even if the strongest warriors, the javelins thrown are still some distance away from Yun Zheng's military formation, the javelins are pierced on the body of the wingman who has just died, and there is no blood to see, It was like being stuck on a piece of pork, and occasionally there was a weak scream or two, which was also sent by a wingman who had not been completely killed by a crossbow arrow.

This distance is not within the reach of the javelin, but the small trebuchet can easily send gunpowder into their dense military formation, this time Yun Zheng did not use those small gunpowder bullets, but chose the largest one, the large porcelain jar is covered with a small porcelain jar, the small jar is filled with gunpowder, and the middle layer is filled with white phosphorus. As long as the small jar explodes, it will ignite white phosphorus with a very low ignition point, and then be sent to a far place by the shock wave of gunpowder, which is the most suitable for dealing with such a dense battle formation. Because the white phosphorus will continue to burn until it is finished, unless the skin and flesh of the burning place are torn off, it is considered to leave this terrible life chaser.

In the end, the bandits in Shuzhong have trained the courage of the Wusheng army, coupled with the victory at Hot Spring Pass, the Wusheng army has a strong sense of superiority over Nong Zhigao's army, and an army that can be defeated by itself lightly, no matter how many people there are, the impact on them is very limited.

Yun Zheng saw the military general on horseback again, this time he was behind to supervise the battle, Yun Zheng carefully calculated the distance between himself and that guy, and saw that the shooting distance was not enough, so he had to order fire regretfully.

The wingmen who had been completely surrounded by the Great Song army were struggling to support under Di Qing's crazy blows, if it weren't for a few guys with yellow turbans on their heads struggling to maintain the battle formation, Di Qing held a white flag and waved the flag from both wings. He and Yang Wenguang, the two cavalry interspersed with each other, moving left and right, changing the direction of impact from time to time.

Coupled with Zhang Yu and Jia Kui, Jia Kui dragged the only bit of cavalry that was sultry, and the failure of these sultry people was only a matter of time sooner or later, and Yun Zheng estimated that it would not be possible to exceed the time of a stick of incense.

The chasing ghost exploded above the wingman army formation who came to rescue his companions, first the porcelain pieces shrouded the top of the Nuoda army formation with a whistling sound, and the huge roar made these wingmen who were very unfamiliar with gunpowder stunned, completely forgetting that they should raise the bamboo row to block it. The screams came and went, and then the white phosphorus scattered in the large space shot out in all directions like ghost fire, and when it was contaminated, a pale cyan phosphorus fire would ignite there.

Soon, the phosphorus fire carried by hundreds of canisters shrouded one of Nong Zhigao's most elite troops in the phosphorus fire, and it also became a hell on earth in the shortest possible time......

The wingmen howled and tried to extinguish the phosphorus fire on their bodies by various means, no matter how they fought it, the scope of the phosphorus fire became larger and larger, and if they beat it with their hands, their hands would be contaminated with white phosphorus, and if they beat them with their clothes, their clothes would catch fire, and some phosphorus fires would attach to the steel knives, and the steel knives would still catch fire.

Yu Jing watched the enemy army in a mess, and hurriedly asked Peng Jiu: "Why didn't your general quickly send cavalry to charge into battle, what a good opportunity this is." ”

Peng Jiu said with a smile: "Ming Gong doesn't know, during the tea time when the phosphorus fire burns, the cavalry can't rush into battle, otherwise the phosphorus fire will hurt their own people, only by waiting for the tea time, and when the phosphorus fire has burned almost, we will choose to let the cavalry assault." ”

As soon as Peng Jiu finished explaining, he pointed to Yun Zheng's military formation and said to Yu Jing: "Look, Liang Ji has been dispatched, ah, this guy's hammer is gone, and now he has changed to a big knife, Xiaolin is the one who makes the spear, and in our Wusheng army, it belongs to his highest martial arts......"

Under the repeated impact of Liang Ji and Xiaolin, Nong Zhigao's army formation completely collapsed, so Yun Zheng's foot soldiers also left the defense line just held, and quickly advanced behind the cavalry, as long as the foot soldiers encountered the wingmen who had not been burned or killed by the cavalry, they would not hesitate to mend the knife, and finally the auxiliary soldiers carrying the catapult slowly followed, as long as they saw the enemy there huddled in a group, they would quickly set up the trebuchet on the spot and throw gunpowder bombs there......

The rout urged Nong Zhigao's main formation, and finally, a team of wingmen who began to flee appeared on the battlefield, and soon a second team appeared, and when Nong Zhigao's main formation was also carried by the rout and fled backwards, his defeat was inevitable, even if he was possessed by the military god, it was impossible to avoid the fate of defeat.

Peng Jiuda laughed and said to Yu Jing: "Ming Gong, at this time, it's time for our whole army to press, the general has already defeated Nong Zhigao's main formation, and now, they can't go to Yongzhou, they can only flee to Binyang to regroup and fight again!" ”

Yang Ji laughed and interjected: "This time, Nong Zhigao may not be able to escape back to Binyang City." ”

Yu Jing said with a smile: "That's right, most of the Wusheng army is not there, and Sun Yuangui is also gone, so I don't know which way of soldiers and horses will take Binyang City first." ”

Jiangnan West Road appeased Sun Wei and laughed: "The old man bets, it must be Wu Shengjun who takes Binyang first, and Yundujian did not catch up with the battle of Kunlun Pass, it is estimated that he will not give up Binyang no matter what!" ”

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Chapter III