No matter how many special effects blockbusters there are, I'm afraid they can't shoot the indomitable ones in Wang Hou's telescope now! In the roar of fear mixed with the boiling blood, the rain of arrows was like a homing migratory bird, hissing and flying, and then fell into the crowd, greedily sucking the blood, the cavalry with the arrows rolled off the horse with a muffled hum, and disappeared in the sound of horse hooves.

The decisive battle between the cavalry, as soon as the shot has reached the climax, the middle of the road Zhang Liao personally commanded, more than three meters long cavalry spear is not much shorter than the remnant Yuan infantry spear, the tip of the needle to Mai Mang like the collision, the forward knight was picked through the infantry and fell off the horse, but the Yuan army that fought in the formation was also pierced by the sharp spear, and even pierced a row, two rows, three rows, in an instant, Zhang Liao had already torn a breach in the Chinese army, he picked and pouted left in the crowd with a green blade, killing the Wuhuan Chinese infantry in a mess.

After all, there is still a lack of charging cavalry in this era, even if it is equipped with iron armor, the Wuhuan cavalry is not the opponent of the Han army in face-to-face fighting, the left road is Xian Yu Yin, the right road Xiahou Dun, the two fierce cavalry also rushed into the two wings of the Shan Yu Ting Army, and the cavalry regretted sweeping, and a piece of Shan Yu's personal guard was swept off the horse.

The battlefield was chaotic, people died every minute and every second, the knight who fell off the horse was trampled by the flesh and blood of the bowl-sized horse's hooves in a blink of an eye, and the grass that had just grown on the ground was dyed a piece of blood red, but despite the slowness, the cloud-like Han cavalry was still moving forward every minute and every second, stepping on the stirrups with both feet, roaring and transporting out the halberd of the Han army with all the strength of his body, and the Wuhuan cavalry who held the short axe in one hand and had to hold the reins of the horse in the other hand could not catch it at all.

But just when Zhang Liao was marching forward, the huge camp of Wuhuan like a cloud also moved with the shape, the right back road, the Han knight who was holding a halberd and shouting loudly suddenly felt a strange pain in his back, and turned around in astonishment, I don't know when, there were already groups of Wuhuan people around their backs, they did not attack, and even turned over and dismounted, and shot directly at themselves with a lunge, the advantage of the nomads in good shooting was that they played a vivid, crackling arrow rain, The Han army, which had no backhand, also fell off the horse layer by layer.

"Uncle him, come with Lao Tzu and stab these dog thieves to death!"

The pupils of the anger were red, and a Han military captain finally couldn't bear it, and pulled the horse's head violently, and rushed over with the spears of the Wuhuan people who were shooting on foot, seeing that he led dozens of people, the cold light piercing spear was about to stab those Wuhuan people who were sneaking up behind the attack, and in the oblique stab, a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded on the side like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and turned around in astonishment, and the face of the military academy couldn't help but show fear.

"Ahhhh

There were too many Wuhuan people, and another cavalry of hundreds of people flew from the side, despite their best resistance, the Han army cavalry that lost its momentum still fell off the horse as if it was swept away by the autumn wind, and one arm was cut off by the Wuhuan people's riding axe, blood rushed out, and the cry of pain was screaming, and in despair, the military academy still stabbed out with a halberd, pushing a flying Wuhuan rider and the two of them fell off their horses together and disappeared into the messy hooves.

Seeing this scene, several Han soldiers turned their heads with red eyes.

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"Zhang Liao can't hold on!"

Following the boss mixed with candy to eat, Cao Chun also fished up the binoculars, but standing on the mountain wind that was slightly away from the battlefield, looking at the swaying direction of the military flags on the chaotic battlefield, it fell slightly, and his originally cheerful young face couldn't help but become grim, and he turned back with some anxiety.

In the telescope, the forward was less than 100 meters away from the Bun Dun Shan Yuting at the foot of the White Wolf Mountain, but this 100 meters had become an insurmountable gap.

Under the crazy supervision of Yuan Shang and Yuan Tan, the remnants of the Yuan army fought more resiliently than that time, a group of people were rushed down by the cavalry, and immediately transferred another one to the top, and the two even went down to supervise the battle in person, and those who dared to retreat were all killed.

And he was also afraid of death, he also kept pulling the guards around him to the top, pressing down layer by layer, and the space was so compressed that even the Han army cavalry could not rush up.

What's more, the Han cavalry, which had been twisted into a rope and rushed forward like a huge hammer, was scattered and had no stamina.

No army can still roar and advance on the premise of being attacked on the belly and back, and among the arrows that fall like raindrops from behind, even if Xian Yuyin knows that the current priority must be to break the formation, break the Shan Yuting of Badun, and even don't even need to kill him and force him to retreat, however, they can't control their fearful and irritable subordinates to turn around and face the battle.

You can't let the rain of arrows under your command with their backs to the Wuhuan people live in front of the meat shield!

Looking at the banner, the cavalry of the Han army, which was originally moving forward, scattered and rushed up, turning a charging cavalry battle into a fierce melee at the foot of the White Wolf Mountain, and each army began to fight in each direction.

This melee is very bad for the Han army, after all, there are few Han soldiers, and the thieves are four to five times with themselves, and the heroes are still difficult to defeat with four hands! More and more Wuhuan cavalry wrapped up, after hitting the left and right came out again, the shield could not block the arrows in all directions, the Wuhuan people relied on the siege of many ants to fight, and the Han cavalry that had been beaten was a little unable to parry.

"This idiot! If our broken tiger and leopard rider is used for the striker, why should we be blocked from advancing and retreating! If this battle is defeated, I must kill him with my own hands! ”

Qi's eyes were red, but just as Cao Chun spoke, the terrible horn sounded again, and the Han cavalry, which was rushing forward like a strong crossbow, had already been defeated with the sound of the horn! A Xiahou banner took the lead, tens of thousands of Han cavalry were attacked on both sides, and retreated back in embarrassment.

"The most powerful tiger and leopard cavalry heavy cavalry is the plain breaking formation, Shan Yuting is located in the middle of the hill to attack, the effect of the heavy cavalry that can't rush up may not be as good as Zhang Liao's Bingzhou iron cavalry, if the tiger and leopard ride into battle, maybe they can't kill this position!"

"After all, the thief is too heavy, and with the help of the Yuan thief, it is not so easy to be defeated by the Chinese army!"

Looking at the bottom of the mountain, Cao Chunqi almost didn't have a brain bruise and fell off the horse, but in the face of this chaotic scene, Wang Hou was extremely calm, put down the binoculars slowly, his eyes were still staring at the battlefield, and said indifferently.

After saying this, he twisted his neck a little, and then turned back to Cao Chun and continued.

"Therefore, Zhang Wenyuan must be here to fight this battle! Now that he's done with his axe, it's our turn! Pass on my military order, and the whole army will dismount! ”

"Get off the ......, get off the horse???"

Cao Chun, who was thinking about where to charge to save the scene, listened to Wang Hou's order and almost bit his tongue off.