The third battalion is a long-range strike force, whether it is a crossbowman or a trebuchet, it is a typical technical unit, and they carry large weapons, but this does not mean that they have no melee ability. The third battalion had twice as many fighters as the other battalions, and in addition to the technical soldiers, there were 800 soldiers.

Battalion Lieutenant Fan Zhong looked at the Pinglu Army that had bypassed from the right flank, and sneered, under such terrain conditions, fighting with him was simply looking for death. He doesn't have much else under his command, but he has a lot of crossbows. In addition to the 800 soldiers, the other 1,200 technical soldiers are also equipped with melee weapons and a crossbow in their hands, compared to other battle camps, his long-range suppression is not half a star.

What's more, these Pinglu troops who came to attack him on a detour, once they stepped into this tidal flat, their movement was restricted, and their steps were slow, they were the living targets of crossbows.

"Array!" He raised his hand.

Eight hundred soldiers stepped forward suddenly, one huge shield fell, in a semi-arc to protect all the baggage vehicles behind them, rows of crossbows were raised, and in the space deliberately exposed by the shield soldiers, the strong crossbows were quickly loaded, and the thick crossbow arrows were twisted into the bowstrings.

There were about 3,000 people in the Pinglu army that came to attack, Fan Zhong looked back and saw that a small half of the first battalion led by Cheng Xu had crossed the Yellow River, and he couldn't help but smile, he only needed to drag the enemy a few pillars of incense, and the first battalion crossed the river.

Hou Xiao pulled out a leg with some difficulty, and couldn't help scolding Liu Xinda's wife in his heart. He didn't understand why Liu Xinda would give up his own advantages and take the initiative to fight in this mudflat. He had not experienced the Battle of Dizhou, and he could not appreciate the horror of a landslide and a crack. But a military order is a military order, and it must be implemented if you don't understand it.

At first, Hou Xiao rode a horse, but after walking a little way, when he saw the powerful crossbow arrow shining with a faint light on the opposite side, he immediately wisely abandoned his horse and mixed with his soldiers. At this time, riding on a horse can only become the target of the other party.

All the shield soldiers are at the forefront, but this does not give them much security.

Sure enough, when the powerful crossbow on the opposite side made a buzzing sound, and the crossbow arrows as thick as a child's arm whistled with a huge wind sound, the shield was torn apart like papier-mâché.

Just like when Ren Xiaonian was attacked by a crossbow during the attack, they could only pray for the favor of the god of fate. But the problem is that when Ren Xiaonian attacked, the distance of the crossbow attack was far, and Ren Xiaonian, who was attacking head-on, stretched the team very shaped, and scattered it very much, until the moment before the counterattacking enemy came into contact, it was regrouped.

Hou Xiao's misfortune is that he is attacking from the flank, unable to effectively deploy the attack surface, and more importantly, he has too many people and is closer to the enemy. So much so that those strong crossbows that flew over could always bring a rain of blood.

More importantly, the shooting skills of the crossbowmen of the Tang Army were obviously much higher than those of the Pinglu Army.

"Get down, get down, crawl over!" At the forefront, a Pinglu officer lay on the mud floor, using his hands and feet together, crawling forward, his action made his subordinates successfully avoid the blow of the crossbow, and the Pinglu army behind also fell down in unison after suffering a painful lesson. Even Hou Xiao was no exception, he honestly lay down and crawled forward.

On the tidal flats, there were immediately countless worms wriggling in the mud.

Although the speed is greatly slowed down and it is ugly, it has to be said that it is the most effective. It was impossible for the strong crossbow of the Tang army to shoot close to the ground.

One side stands still, the other keeps crawling, and the distance between the two sides is constantly approaching.

With a bang, the crossbow machine in the hand of a Tang soldier made a sound, and a Pinglu soldier in the front struggled a few times on the mud and did not move.

The crossbow can't be shot, but the crossbow in the hands of the soldiers can be aimed at the crawling guys. At this time, the vanguard of the Pinglu army was still about fifty steps away from the Tang army, and this distance, if it was on the flat ground, that is, a few breaths of effort, it could rush through, but on this tidal flat, it would take several times the time. This allowed the Don Army to carry out aimed shooting in a good manner.

The sound of the crossbow machine continued, and from time to time some of the crawling Pinglu troops stood still, or wailed after being wounded. But even if he was injured, he could only continue to crawl forward, otherwise the people behind him would climb up and crawl over him unceremoniously, in that case, the people below would only be crushed alive into the mud and suffocated.

The distance between the two sides had been reduced to thirty paces, and it would be a death to crawl slowly like this on top of this distance. The Pinglu officer, who had taken the lead in lying down, jumped up, his shield on his chest, and roared forward.

As soon as he stood up, all the Pinglu soldiers behind him also stood up.

"Throw a spear!" The officer yelled.

Subconsciously, all the soldiers of the Pinglu Army raised the spears in their hands, and with all their strength, they threw the spears in their hands forward. So much so that many soldiers found that after throwing their spears, they were already empty-handed, and they didn't even have a weapon to attack.

But this move was still beyond Fan Zhong's expectations.

The spears fell like rain, and in the Tang army's formation, dozens of people were immediately stabbed by spears and fell.

But the officer who gave the order did not survive the next moment.

His luck was bad, and when he got up and gave the order and strode forward, there was a crossbow directly in front of him.

When the buzzing sound sounded in his ears, this officer, who was extremely resilient on the battlefield, had already flown up. A thick bolt struck him at close range, so close that it pierced him and the shield in his hand at the same time, piercing him and flying upside down.

If this officer doesn't die, or he can become a good general at some point in the future, but now, it's all over.

There has never been a shortage of people with the qualifications of famous generals in the world, and most of them have not had time to shine their due light before they have died, those who have become a generation of famous generals, not only must have the talent far beyond others, but more importantly, he also needs to have the luck far beyond others.

Only those who survive have a chance to shine, and those who die will only become part of the mud.

The crossbow machine was constantly sounding, and thousands of soldiers adopted a three-stage shooting system, and the crossbow arrows were fired endlessly, causing the Pinglu army on the opposite side to pay huge casualties. Although the Pinglu army is also equipped with crossbow machines and bows and arrows, it can basically be regarded as negligible compared with the Tang army in terms of quantity, coupled with the excellent armor quality of the Tang army, which makes the Pinglu army's counterattack pale and powerless. However, it was the inspiration of the dead officer that caused many Pinglu troops to throw their spears into their hands during the advance, causing certain casualties to the Tang army.

After paying huge casualties, the Pinglu army finally rushed to the front of the shield array, and many people's hands were already empty, but at this time, if you don't kill, people will kill you, at this point, there is not much difference between people and beasts, even with their bare hands, those Pinglu troops also roared and pounced and desperately hit the shield, and even if the horizontal knives stretched out behind the shield were slashed to death one by one.

But their impact was not ineffective, at least, they bought time and space for the latecomers, and the Pinglu army behind rushed up, the spear in his hand stabbed out hard, and the horizontal knife in his hand slashed down desperately.

The shield array dispersed, and 800 soldiers joined the enemy in a fierce battle. Behind him, half of the technical soldiers also joined in with horizontal swords, and the rest of the people, on the contrary, retreated a certain distance, still holding the crossbow machine in their hands, calmly looking for the enemy. Of course, the rate of fire is extremely slow, but they can always kill with one hit, and the shooting level of these people is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers.

The first battalion of Cheng Xu, which had completely crossed the river, immediately came with reinforcements.

The continuous operation of the three battalions on the tidal flats made the first battalion advance much faster, and even though there was muddy water squeezing out between the planks and branches, it did not hinder them from running.

At the front of the tidal flats, the horse chopping knife in Jose's hand had already been curled, and it had been used by him as an iron rod at this moment, and he finally killed Ren Xiaonian.

A knife slammed the head of a soldier of the Pinglu Army who was holding a knife and slashed at Ren Xiaonian, who was half-kneeling on the ground, looking at Ren Xiaonian who was bleeding from his body, Jose laughed: "Ren Dagou, you are about to become a dead dog." ”

Ren Xiaonian gritted his teeth and stood up, his leg was knocked with a stick, and the scarlet bone should have been broken, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Jose, so he slashed over a Pinglu army who rushed up from the side, and said coldly: "He fat pig, you will become an ear in the future." It's time to change that nickname of yours. ”

José stretched out his hand and touched his head, but at some point, the side curtains on his helmet were gone, and half of his ears were really gone, only touching the blood of his hand.

"Mom, take it!" He was furious, his sword in both hands, and he pounced like a beast into the dense Pinglu soldiers in front of him.

"One ear, wait for me!" Ren Xiaonian laughed, dragged his injured leg, limped up, and used Jose to clear the way for him, he was much more relaxed.

The 6th and 2nd battalions finally converged.

At this moment, less than half of the sixth battalion was left, but they finally survived, and they and the second battalion gathered into a dense formation, and with the two main generals, they rolled forward to kill.