Chapter 125: Infantry and Cavalry Fighting

Qin Zongheng came with eight hundred black clouds in his department, and the speed of the infantry was no less than that of the cavalry, and he did not show the slightest fatigue after running for an hour or two, and actually caught up with Wang Yanzhang's department. Tsk, these seven hundred infantry, one hundred light cavalry, infantry and cavalry hybrid...... Ahem, strong combination, the victory or defeat is still between the two.

Wang Yanzhang led five hundred light horsemen like Qin Zongheng's department to slowly press up, Wang Yanzhang held a big gun, reined in the war horse, stood on the hill, looked at the tight formation of the black clouds on the opposite side, and calculated the tactics. Qin Zongheng also stood on top of a hill, and there was an open space between the two armies, suitable for fighting, Qin Zongheng did not rush to give the battle order, but asked the athletes under his command to seize the time to recover their strength.

A silent murderous aura rose in both camps, and when the Lord gave an order, he turned this wilderness into a cruel hell of life.

A gust of autumn wind blew on Qin Zongheng's face, Qin Zongheng was against the wind, Wang Yanzhang was a tailwind, on the battlefield, a little time was also a small pioneer, as a general, Wang Yanzhang naturally refused to take this opportunity. Finally, Wang Yanzhang suddenly opened the confined tiger eyes and shouted: "The whole army listens to the order, column up in a conical battle formation, rush!"

After speaking, Wang Yanzhang mentioned the war horse, and the war horse suddenly raised the horse's hooves, and the tall man stood up, and then rushed out with one person and one horse first. The athletes behind him followed closely, tightly and orderly. The war horse let go of the horse's hooves, and the speed continued to increase, as if there was a momentum of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

Qin Zongheng also stood under the banner, and waved his right hand and said: "The infantry lined up to meet the enemy, and fought with the enemy at the foot of the hills, and the cavalry continued to raise horsepower, and when the enemy's spirit fell, they would crush the enemy with their generals!"

On the hills, the two Bai Shi flags waved, and those black clouds who were originally maintaining a formation and slowly retreating up the hills all turned back in unison, and their main general, Qin Zongheng, was behind them, issuing orderly military orders. The black cloud pawn suddenly kept shouting: "The black cloud will win, and it will win......"

Heiyun all lined up early, and even pressed forward for a while, but he was withdrawn by Qin Zongheng, and none of these murderous old soldiers had dozens of lives on their hands. I couldn't bear it for a long time, but now that Qin Zongheng gave the military order, a team of soldiers went up in a neat manner.

The spearmen are in the front, the sword and shield men are in the back, and the archers are in the last

At the end, at the moment when the Xuanwu Army of Bianzhou stepped into the firing range, a small flag waved first, and a round of arrow rain shot out at Wang Yanzhang's department who was galloping. After the first team of archers finished shooting a round, they immediately retreated, and another team of archers

Hurry up and make up for it, the small flag waved again, and so repeatedly, the continuous arrows were like five hundred light horsemen splashing out.

At this moment, the speed of the light cavalry had reached its peak, and it was only more than two hundred steps away from the infantry line of the Black Cloud Capital. Wang Yanzhang is the tip of the cone, from front to back, and the formation is huge in turn. The arrows were shot, and the screams of the arrows continued to sound in the charging procession, and there were even more fatal wounds, who could not hold it for a while, and planted their horses, and the final fate was inevitably to be trampled into mud by the war horses that followed. Wang Yanzhang held a shield in his left hand to protect his upper body, and a big gun in his right hand kept blowing a rain of arrows shooting at the mount. In an instant, he had already rushed to the bottom of the hill, Wang Yanzhang threw down his shield, pulled out his sword with a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and shot at the oncoming spearman. A spearman suddenly had a hole in his neck, blood spilled continuously, and he fell down with his head raised. The other two spears beside him stabbed at Wang Yanzhang, Wang Yanzhang clamped it under his armpit, and the long sword in his hand slashed off, and the two heads rose to the sky.

The confrontation between the infantry and the cavalry began in an instant. As a veteran of the battlefield, the Black Cloud Capital naturally knows that the cavalry must have a huge kinetic energy for a period of sprint, and at this time there is no need to stab out the spear, just need to hold the lower plate tightly, and hold the spear with both hands, and the other party will automatically send it to the door.

The light cavalry with a sharp spirit paid a heavy price on the first line of this infantry formation, and the two sides began to fight fiercely.

Due to the undiminished momentum of the cavalry, even if the horse was stabbed down, it was still able to knock three or five spearmen away, and the courage of the main general greatly boosted the morale. The spearmen's first line of defense was reduced to a thin layer in an instant.

At this moment, Wang Yanzhang has slaughtered no less than 20 people, and his body has been injured many times, and his robe is stained with blood, and he can't tell whether it is his own or the enemy's. The only thing left is to fight with a knife and a gun, and no one will die. The advantage of light cavalry is only higher than that of infantry, nothing more.

"Sword and shield hand, up!" With a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, the sword and shield hand rushed forward and pounced on the light cavalry of the Xuanwu Army, which had not had time to take a breath.

The sword and shield hand only used the shield to hit the cavalry, and in the moment when the cavalry had exhausted its strength for a long time and the new power was not born, he drew his knife and attacked, or cut off the horse's head, or cut off the horse's legs, and for a while, the sound of the war horse's wailing was endless, Wang Yanzhang wiped the blood on the tip of the spear under the sole of his shoe, and Le Ma rushed up again, and a shot pierced the shield of the sword and shield hand, and the castration was still unabated, piercing the Heiyundu sergeant to the heart.

Then he threw away the big gun, I don't know if he snatched a spear from the enemy or his own people, swept sideways, several sword and shield hands couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down.

On the hills, Qin Zongheng couldn't help but applaud the battle in full swing on the battlefield: "What a fierce general!"

More than 100 cavalrymen behind him were furious: "General, let's go up, promise to kill them without leaving a piece of armor!"

"Don't worry, the infantry army has not been defeated, and the opponent's cavalry is not exhausted, the black cloud capital light cavalry is a rare combat power in my Caizhou, it is naturally the best not to die, and there is no need to say more, after the other party does the consumption again, a certain leader will lead you to fight and resist the war!" Qin Zongheng said in a calm voice.

The cavalry on the side couldn't help but show a look of smugness, and the life and death of his own family could be favored by the main general, proving that he was indeed the main force of the trump card, and the narcissism of his teeth and claws was a must!

Two hours have passed since the battle, and more than 400 people have been killed in the Heiyun Dubu army, and more than 200 people have been killed and wounded in the light cavalry of the Xuanwu army. The two sides are still fighting bitterly. Many of the light cavalry whose horses had fallen abandoned their horses and fought on foot. The white knife went in, the red knife came out, and for a while and a half there was no way to tell the winner, and Wang Yanzhang was even more defeated all over the field, without any intention of exhaustion. The Black Cloud Infantry Army was all frightened, and they subconsciously wanted to avoid such a living Hades.