However, the Rakshasas were furious, they thought that the Han people were too vile, and since they had fled, they had to wait obediently to be killed, so they turned back and threw weapons, which was too despicable and shameless. Ivanov shouted angrily: "Kill all these despicable Han people in front of me, don't leave any of them, kill them all!" Donets Dragoon Battalion, charge! ”

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

The Donneci Dragoon Battalion is a warrior from the Donneci River, they are the most feared cavalry in the Rakshasa Empire, they have a five-meter-long cavalry spear in their hands, and when the dragoon battalion's cavalry lance is raised and charged, all the enemies in front of them will be crushed.

"Dada-da-"

The dragoon battalion charged.

Seeing this, Dushanbo first asked Qin Yong to return to the camp, and then sneered and ordered the army to slowly retreat. The speed of the dragoon camp was very slow, perhaps because the armor on its body was too heavy, or perhaps in order to maintain the formation, the dragoon camp was like a huge mountain facing pressure. But Du Shanbo remained unmoved, and withdrew to the camp, and the speed of the dragoon camp also increased, and they began to speed up. Behind him, the infantry of the servant army of Wuhuan and Uzi, a total of 50,000 people charged in unison.

"Crossbow! Kerosene! Launch! ”

The Han army once again sacrificed the crossbow, but this time the enemy did not retreat or hesitate, for these brave Rakshasas, not to mention that their bodies were on fire, that is, there was only one head left, and they had to spit at each other to swallow their breath. The Rakshasa people's will to fight is extremely strong, and preferring to die is a quality in the eyes of the Han people, but it is a habit in the Rakshasa people. Thousands of years of slavery have made the Rakshasas realize that they can only be proud of their value if they fight to the death, and only when they fight to the last moment.

Therefore, many Rakshasa people still charge fearlessly even if they are stained with tung oil and fire.

"What a terrible group of enemies." "Remove the floor!" ”

"Whoa."

When the Rakshasa Dragoon Camp was approaching the camp of the Han White Tiger Army, suddenly the ground cracked, and deep pits appeared on the ground, which were very irregular and even illogical. The forward troops of the dragoon battalion fell without any suspense, they never expected that these Han people would dig so many traps in front of the formation. The average horse trap is only six feet deep, but the horse trap that Du Shanbo ordered to dig is actually one zhang deep. Fortunately, this is farmland, the ground has always been soft, and the ground below is very easy to dig after digging the ice, which allowed them to dig the trap in just seven days.

Du Shanbo judged that if the enemy could move south so quickly, there must be a large number of cavalry, and the Han people have always lacked war horses, let alone cavalry, so their biggest enemy is the cavalry of Inuyi. These traps are the secret weapons that can be used to understand the opponent's cavalry. Yesterday they would rather use their lives to block the Wuhuan Iron Cavalry than use the trap for horses, in order to deal with the real enemy, the Rakshasas.

The Doneci dragoon battalion could not dodge, nor could it be bypassed, so they could only rush over, they did not expect that these traps would be so deep, one dragoon fell into them, and there was no escape. By the time they approached the Han camp, the dragoon battalion had already lost half of its men. Only then did they realize that those fire oils were just cover, and the real killer moves were these traps that they knew they were going to die and had to jump into them.

The dragoon battalion rushed into the Han army's camp, and the Han army also took advantage of the location in the camp to slow down the dragoon battalion, and then the Han army's counterattack began. Six regiments launched a counterattack at the same time, and the Rakshasas immediately threw in 80,000 men again, and a great battle was slaughtered in the dark, and hundreds of people fell in pools of blood.

Another day of hard-fought battles, another contest of wills, at this moment any art of war is useless, only the strongest nerves can stay on the battlefield and live.

"Kill!"

Tantam Qin Yong's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and roared, he swung an iron rod and smashed the opponent in front of him to death, and another stick smashed a Rakshasa general wearing armor to death.

"Kill me!" Qin Yong shouted again, and the soldiers who followed him slaughtered one after another, and their bravery forced the Rakshasas to back down. Qin Yong even killed several Han soldiers with one enemy and ten, and the mace of the Rakshasa people did not make Qin Yong feel a little afraid, but aroused his ferocity.

He brandished an iron rod to force back the enemy in front of him, shouting: "The first row to resist, the second row to stab, the third row to cut, don't panic!" "The Han army and the Rakshasas were entangled together, flesh and blood flying, severed limbs and human heads flying, and I didn't know who the severed limbs were, let alone whose blood was on the ground.

The Rakshasas set their sights on Qin Yong, and they rushed to Qin Yong's side, and Qin Yong opened a killing ring and killed all these people who were dying. Suddenly, Qin Yong felt a pain in his abdomen, and looked down to see a spear stuck in his stomach, which was a sneak attack by a Rakshasa who had fallen to the ground and was not dead. Qin Yong was furious and smashed him to death with a stick, but his strength also wore away. More Rakshasas rushed forward, and Qin Yong struggled to resist, but in the end he was torn apart by the enemy's swords.

The Han soldiers resisted in layers, gradually retreated, and guided the Rakshasas to the depths of the barracks, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves shook the sky, and the cavalry of the seventh regiment of the White Tiger Army was killed in the last lesson. They had been preparing for a long time, and as soon as the battlefield turned the tide, the Rakshasas and Wuhuan and other servant armies were exhausted and unable to resist, and were killed by the Han cavalry.

Seeing this, Ivanov ordered a temporary retreat, and as he was leaving, he set fire to the tents and ballistas of the Han army.

On the second day of the bloody battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and three of the eighteen tigers of Dushanbo were killed, namely the bantam tiger Qin Yong, the spotted tiger Ma Ming, and the stream tiger Jiang Cheng. Dushan Bo looked at the corpse-strewn Lianghe Ridge, held back his grief and ordered the battlefield to be sorted out and prepare for the next battle. Neither side had the strength to carry out a night attack on the other side, and both sides were very well prepared for the night attack and did not give the other a chance to sneak attack.

During the night, Du Shanbo coughed violently, Wang Jingzhi served him and drank some medicine, but Du Shanbo vomited after a while, wheezing: "It seems that God wants to take me away." ”

"Uncle, don't say that." Wang Jingzhi hurriedly said, "If you leave, the empire will be over." ”

Du Shanbo said: "You tell me, is Your Majesty really okay?" ”

Wang Jingzhi: "Your Majesty is safe and sound, but he is pretending to be crazy and stupid, once Zhang Xiaowu leaves Longdu, he will definitely regain power." ”

"Alas......" Dushan Bo sighed, and then there was a pain in his chest, he gagged his mouth with a handkerchief, and found that he actually coughed up blood, he gasped for a long time before saying: "I don't want Zhang Xiaowu to come to reinforcements, an imperial pillar has fallen, and he can't fall with me." ”