They. It's still an army worthy of a war.

Jiang Song observed for a long time. Finally relieved. I finally dispelled the idea of running away first. The soldiers do not flee. Naturally, he won't run away. There are still two miles away from the Qi army. Five thousand Hedong cavalry began to urge the horses to speed up.

One mile hour. The cavalry smacks the horse's hips. At the same time they have machetes in their hands. Mace. Steel boring and other weapons were also raised.

On the vast North China Plain. The cavalry of the Hedong Army is getting faster and faster. Closer and closer. Mixed with excited and rude shouts. The sword in his hand emitted a cold glow in the sunlight.

"Shoot the arrows." Jiang Songyang knife flat finger. Dumbfounded.

A rain of arrows scrambled through the dense crowd of cavalry hundreds of paces away. After a scream. More than 100 Hedong cavalry fell off their horses. Before he had time to dodge, he was ruthlessly crushed and trampled by the horse's hooves behind. In such a high-speed cavalry charge formation. Planting a horse means death.

The chaos is only temporary. The Hedong cavalry quickly adjusted their formation during the run. The horse continued to charge without slowing down.

"Shield. on."

A square solid wood-clad iron shield with a monstrous monster moves two steps forward. Hit the ground hard. The sergeant behind the shield hunched his waist. The feet are in an arrow step. One hand with a shield on his head. Holding a short knife in one hand.

One mile. Half mile. 100 steps. Fifty steps......

Jiang Song rode on his horse and clenched his fists tightly. Trembling slightly.

The moment the two armies collided at high speed. Jiang Song closed his eyes.

Rumble.

Overwhelming. World shaking.

The cacophony of gold and iron echoed across the plains. When Jiang Song opened his eyes again. All I saw was blood. Wailing in one place. There are also two groups that are not dying. People who fight for their lives.

The first round of assault of the Hedong cavalry had already disrupted the formation of the Qi army. Although Jiang Song's men have the advantage in numbers. But in this plain where the cavalry reigns. but only like lambs waiting to be slaughtered; In vain carrying a weapon. Then he was slashed by the condescending Hedong cavalry. The situation is very bad. What's more, this is still an army that has just suffered defeat.

Screams and blood mingle. Jiang Song gritted his teeth. watched countless soldiers who were talking and laughing in the past turn into the souls of the Hedong Army. At this moment he had an incomparably heartache feeling.

Those against the generals. What kind of literati are the talkers. No matter how clever the cunning. And then the ingenuity of the scheme. No matter how brilliant the mind. What is it in the face of invincible strength. It's just a joke.

The heavy front was quickly thinned by the Hedong cavalry. Cavalry like sharp blades . Slowly push forward in the slaughter. The target is directed at Jiang Song's Chinese army.

Countless Great Qi soldiers gritted their teeth and went forward one after another. Even the Warlords on either flank of the Warflank abandoned the Overseers. Draw the knife up. But he was still mercilessly strangled by the sharp blades of the cavalry.

Visible to the eye. A blood-red. A wail. And a pair of hollow eyes that don't blink.

The outcome was immediate. The Age of Cold Weapons. Infantry is no match for cavalry after all. A single charge by thousands of Hedong cavalry caused half of the Qi army's casualties. The rest is still struggling to hold on.

"General. I can't stand it anymore. The left wing has opened the gap for you. You run eastward. Your Majesty will surely gather a large army in the near future, and you will avenge us." A general staggered to Jiang Song covered in blood and screamed.

Jiang Song came back to his senses. Look at the corpses all over the ground. Smiled miserably: "Run. Where can I run. Today, even though he escaped xìng's life. Ming rì, I can escape the leisurely crowd of the civil ministers and staff around His Majesty?"

"General. Shi also. Potential also. Today rì is not good. Again, your identity is no more reckless than ours.

Jiang Song's expression changed. "Fart. Did you know me Jiang Song on the first day. When did I, Jiang Song, leave my brothers and run for my life alone? Do you think I'll lose my life when I'm an official?" Jiang Song suddenly thought of Huang Chao, who was the first to flee for his life. Tiger eyes couldn't help but redden.

The general was stunned. His eyes were flushed as well.

"Today rì only fight to the death. Yang Zhi ......"

"In."

"Raise the Great Qi Dragon Banner high. The flag of death does not fall. Tell the soldiers. I'm still there. The dragon flag is still there."

"Yes."

The sky is full of yellow dust and blood mist. The big Qi dragon flag with black sè yellow side flutters in the wind. On the banner, a golden dragon hunts and dances in the wind. An army of rebels fighting for the poor and the poor. It is gradually decaying and degenerating. Until now, the rebels and relatives have left, they are in a desperate situation, and when they see that the banner representing the Great Qi is still standing tall in the formation of the Chinese army, the soldiers of the Qi army, whose morale is declining, suddenly feel that they are full of strength, and a desperate roar erupts from the crowd of people who are struggling to resist.

"Fight to the death."

"Fight to the death."

Flag waving. The 1,000 Qi infantry, who had been detouring around the two flanks, launched an attack. On both sides, it was in the shape of two and a half moons to surround the Chinese army. However, after all, it is not comparable to the combat power of the Hedong cavalry. A few back and forth sprints. Nearly half of the Qi army suffered casualties.

This was the first time in several years that Jiang Song had personally experienced such a large-scale battle array. At the time of the forced uprising. Jiang Song's feelings are only sad. There is only anger at the Li Tang court. And now. But he felt the tragedy and the heartache.

No one escaped. There was no one scared. The last battle has been a never-ending situation. Only by fighting for your life can you have a chance to survive. The number of Qi troops was slaughtered more and more. The opposing cavalry was still slashing and stabbing in the crowd. Countless soldiers fell in pools of blood with unwillingness.

To be inferior to a person is to be inferior to a person. The battlefield has always only spoken in terms of strength.

Gradually. The front has been completely breached. And so two or three thousand people lay to rest in this land forever. Die with a grievance or everlasting regret. Hedong cavalry adjusts formation. Begin to advance towards the Chinese army .

In the middle of the army. Yang Zhi, who had been holding the dragon flag high, suddenly slammed the flag into the ground. Then he knelt down facing Jiang Song. Respectfully kowtowed three times.

"Thank you General for your cultivation. I'm afraid that the little one won't be able to follow the general anymore. These rìzi. Small...... Eat very well. The little one really wants to live like this forever......" Yang Zhi smiled shyly at him. A mouthful of white teeth is exposed. The honest face is full of gratitude. But there is not a trace of fear to be found.

Stride. Draw the knife. Yang Zhi dodged and stopped in front of Jiang Song's horse. Behind him, five hundred infantry and dozens of henchmen also stepped forward and stood in a row. Block Jiang Song behind him. Awe-inspiring and ready for battle. Jiang Song felt a tingling pain in his chest. This immature face in front of me. A thin body. They...... It's a group of rebels who have pinned their hopes on it. Yang Zhi's life has just begun. But they are about to fall into this vast plain.

Raise your eyes and look into the distance. A line of heaven and earth in the distance. Empty as a wash. Who can be blamed for this. Intifada uprising. Until now. After all, it is for the people. Or for the throne of the emperor . This moment. Jiang Song finally began to reflect.

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