The battle continued, and all the people in the stands involuntarily entered the role of their own inclination, imagining that they were the commanders of both sides, facing the battle of the two arms that were unique, and choosing their own decisions and ideas.

Some are bold, some are conservative; Some are imaginative, and some are inexplicable.

"Xingzi is retreating, constantly attracting chariot troops, following him to the edge of the battlefield, that will be a death limit to chariots." Lechi stared at the battlefield deadly, he had become the commander of the chariot army, which was his specialty. Countless battles have made him experience countless risks. It is precisely because of this that he has the most decisive decisions for all emergencies.

Now, he has discovered Zhao Xing's purpose, and he has begun to think about how to crack it.

Feiyi, who has been in contact with Zhao Xing for a longer time and is in a closer mood, naturally became Zhao Xing's coach and took over Zhao Xing's command. In this era of crisis, as a country to help each other, which one is not a hero in the world? Which one is not a civil and military all-rounder? "I keep a distance from you, and the slow retreat is to lure you out of the battlefield you preset, bring you into an area that is not suitable for chariot combat, and then force your chariots to crowd each other without exerting the strength of the chariot impact. At the same time, your infantry formation becomes chaotic, and the advantages of each class cannot be used between the various classes. ”

Then he suddenly pointed to the battlefield excitedly and shouted loudly: "Take a look, my goal has been achieved, your chariot has collided, your infantry ranks have been crowded and chaotic, and the fighter plane is about to appear." ”

"The warplanes are about to appear, and I'm ready to attack." A young man who has become the coach of Zhao Xing began to dance excitedly.

Zhao Laoer's chariot team, because it was led forward to the stands, because of the restrictions of the stands, unconsciously, 20 chariots began to collide and crowd.

"It's messed up, it's messed up, the enemy's formation is messed up, attack and attack." A young general shouted excitedly from the stands.

It's messy, it's really messy, Zhao Xing's opportunity has come.

Zhao Xingmeng lifted his iconic lance high and slashed it down hard.

The 100 soldiers beside Zhao Xing suddenly shouted, immediately urging the war horses to rush towards the chaotic enemy, at this time, the enemy's archers had been pikemen and shield soldiers, and were staggered by their own chariots, and there was no space and opportunity to fire bows and arrows, and they were powerless to stop the enemy's impact when they were supposed to play a role. They could only watch as 100 enemy cavalry rushed into their formation, and then fired their crossbow arrows at them.

This is a real sword, fighting for life, this is a real battlefield. 100 crossbow arrows roared out, and at a distance of less than 100 paces from the enemy, they played their greatest killing advantage. The sharp armor-piercing cone roared over, penetrating the gorgeous armor of Zhao Laoer's army, and there was no need to aim at all, and the enemies who were huddled together made it impossible for every arrow to shoot in the air.

One blood flower after another flew in Zhao Laoer's chariot array, and the screams came and went.

The first row of crossbow arrows shot into the air, and the war horses did not charge directly into the battle, but at a distance of 20 steps in front of the enemy's formation, they suddenly turned and separated to the left and right, and the soldiers controlled the direction of the war horses with their feet on the galloping war horses, and loaded their bows and crossbows with both hands. Then he went around in a circle, pounced in front of the enemy again, fired their second batch of crossbow arrows, and once again reaped the enemy's life.

And at this time, the team of Xu Jie and Zhao Wujian around the left and right also began to launch, and they also launched the war horses under their crotches to the limit, surrounding the edge of the enemy's large array, sprinting indomitably, galloping on one side, loading and launching on the other.

The two teams staggered behind the enemy's formation, exchanging battlefields on the left and right.

The two teams kept circling around the enemy formation, and with each turn, the enemy's formation was stripped off a layer, while Zhao Xing's Chinese army continued to strike in front of the enemy's formation, so that the combat effectiveness of the terrifying chariot could not be ignored.

Everyone in the stands stopped commenting on the war, and everyone was shocked by the way they had never thought of it, making everyone's mouth open but not making a sound.

The hooves of the horses are galloping, the bows and crossbows are thundering, and the enemies are constantly falling and screaming, and the battle is repeated over and over again.

The attacking side is attacking without scruples, and the defending side is being beaten passively by the butcher. What was supposed to be a battle with a huge disparity in power turned into a one-sided slaughter. Such a novel tactic and such a situation have made tens of thousands of spectators completely lose themselves.

I don't know who it is, but the first one covered his face and cried miserably: "Defeated, defeated." ”

"Defeated, defeated." Countless people are crying out for an ending with all sorts of moods.

"Defeated, defeated," Gongzi Zhong's formation also came from such a wailing scream.

Zhao Xing did not intend to abandon the attack on the enemy because the enemy admitted defeat.

This is a rare demonstration of the results of his own military reform, and he must grit his teeth and persevere, abandon his benevolent heart, and show the great power of Hufu cavalry to the elite class of the entire Zhao State, so that they can accept their reforms.

The lance dances again.

The three armies suddenly changed formations, and the 300 soldiers immediately put away their bows and crossbows, took off the long lance that stood tall behind them, and launched an attack on the remnants of the enemy's large array.

The sound of horses' hooves and the flat lance pierced the enemy's chest with the help of a huge impact. One shot can pierce the chests of 2~3 people.

In order to avoid breaking their arms, the cavalrymen did not hesitate to abandon their lances and immediately drew their ring hand knives. Not a chop, but with the help of the impact force of the war horse, a slash. The tremendous kinetic and potential energy, combined with the sharp blade of the Ring Hand Knife, easily sliced through the enemy's armor and sliced through their chests.

Attacking in three directions, penetrating the enemy's formation in the blink of an eye, and then adjusting the direction of the impact without hindrance, once again killing back from three directions. So three times, only the lonely Zhao Lao Er on the battlefield stood on a collapsed chariot, dumbfounded.

Zhao Xing stepped forward calmly, threw the long lance in his hand into the sky like a javelin, drew a beautiful arc, and with a bang, penetrated Gongzi Zhong's chest. Nail him to the ground. The last internal hidden danger of Zhao Guo was lifted.

The gambling game is actually the end of a textbook new war performance, and the family armed forces of the two thousand princes are all wiped out. Along with him was the patriarch of Gongzi Zhong's family, the hidden danger of the careerist Zhao State, Gongzi Zhong.

The family armament is gone, and Gongzi Zhong's family has lost all his family property, and there is no chance to make a comeback. Naturally, they have become an empty shell of aristocrats, running for their daily livelihood, and they can no longer raise a single wave.

And standing proudly on this battlefield is the rising star of Zhao State-the reformer of the Chinese military, the future reformer, the emerging aristocrat who will affect the fate of Zhao State, the first richest man in Zhao State immediately, and the more than 200 black legions behind him, and the fierce flying red cherry blossoms above their heads.

There were no cheers, no exclamations, no death-like silence, and the smell of feces and urine in the air getting stronger and stronger.

At the mention of the war horse, Zhao Xing proudly walked to the rostrum, and then under the rostrum, he jumped off the war horse in a dashing manner, and plunged his big lance into the ground that had been soaked in blood.

Walking in front of Zhao Yong, Zhao Xing did not kneel, but stretched out his hand to his own king, pointing to his more than 200 warriors in the middle of the square: "Hufu cavalry shooting, this is the congratulatory gift of the minister, the future overlord of the world, the future true emperor." ”

Zhao Yong stood up excitedly, walked to the rostrum, and looked at the more than 200 bloody warriors.

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