The sound of the exchange of cavalry spears and big swords came and went, and at this moment, the first strong army in Kyushu and the big sword army that Yang Zhiyong had trained with all his hard work finally officially clashed.

Wang Ziwei shook off the corpse of the Qi army hanging on the cavalry spear, and led the Yanyun Iron Cavalry to continue to charge forward non-stop.

As long as they can break through the formation of this ironclad infantry army, they can directly enter the middle army of the Qi army. At that time, the Qi army on the battlefield will inevitably be in turmoil, so even if the enemy is outnumbered, he will still be able to win this battle.

The neat sword forest became twisted and crooked under the collision of Yan Yun's iron cavalry, but after all, it did not collapse at the touch of a touch like the previous Qi army.

The hundreds of great swordsmen in the front row were directly pierced by the jet-black cavalry spear, but then hundreds of heavily armored sergeants pounced on them with their big swords, as long as one was not careful, the Yanyun knight would be slapped off the horse's back, and then chopped into meat puree.

Under the obstruction of this group of great swordsmen, the speed of Yan Yun's iron cavalry gradually slowed down.

Wang Ziwei, who rushed to the forefront, was unstoppable, but in this case, not everyone in Yanyun Iron Cavalry had the realm of tiger power after all. Once the speed is lost, the power of the heavy cavalry will be greatly reduced, and after being completely held back by this group of great swordsmen, even if they can win, the losses will be very heavy.

But, so what?

Wang Ziwei rode his spear again, directly piercing the chest of the heavily armored sergeant in front of him.

They rode with iron clouds, and they didn't know how to retreat, but only to move forward.

The horses neighed, and the armor roared.

The spear pierced the flesh, and the great sword cut off the torso.

Five thousand Yanyun iron horsemen and twenty thousand great swordsmen fought together, and the severed limbs and wreckage were everywhere, and the battlefield became more and more tragic.

Yan Yun's iron cavalry advanced slowly but firmly, and the great swordsman never retreated, resisting the horse's hooves with the great sword in his hand and his own flesh.

At the beginning of the battle, under the charge of Yanyun Iron Cavalry, the Great Sword Army directly killed and injured more than 1,000 people, while the loss of Yanyun Iron Cavalry was only 100 people.

When the speed of Yan Yun's iron cavalry slowed down, the difference between the casualties of the two sides was no longer so exaggerated.

Probably knowing that the victory or defeat between them would affect the situation of the battle, whether it was the Yanyun Iron Cavalry or the Great Sword Army, they were all attacking and killing each other with all their might at this moment.

After a Yanyun iron rider stabbed two people to death with a riding spear in a row, he was knocked off his horse by the big sword on the side, and before he could stand up, he was cut into several pieces by the chaotic sword.

A great swordsman swung his long sword in his hand and directly cut off the leg of the war horse in front of him. The knight on the horse fell directly on the swordsman's body, allowing the great sword around him to slash, and his hands were so dead that he grabbed the sergeant's neck.

On the battlefield, everyone becomes a beast without reason, they only know how to attack their enemies.

Stabbed with a spear, slashed with a sword, struck with a horse. If the weapon has been destroyed, use your fists, and in short, use all the means you can to kill the enemy until you die.

The soldiers of the two sides have already killed red-eyed, and there has not been a single deserter. Even if their hands are broken, they will scream and pounce on them, trying to bite the throat of their enemies with their teeth.

Wang Ziwei has collided with Cui Yong, the commander of the big sword army, and Hu Wei is against Hu Wei, and the two are opponents.

A terrifying power erupted from the two of them, hands

The weapons in are constantly colliding together.

Wang Ziwei was holding his black spear like a bamboo pole, from which his name of Black Bamboo General was derived. His movements were unusually fast, and the slender black spear was like a spiritual snake in his hand, and it was impossible to guard against.

Cui Yong used the same big sword as his subordinates, although it was bulky, but it was powerful and heavy. As long as you get to the side a little, you will end up with either death or cripplement.

"Bell!"

Cui Yong, who raised his big sword to block the spear, said coldly: "Yanyun Iron Cavalry, they will all die here today!" ”

"Just you, and the group of dumbfounders under you?"

Wang Ziwei sneered, and rode the spear towards Cui Yong's vital point again.

……

Noticing that the Song army was struggling on the battlefield everywhere, a knight couldn't help but hurriedly say: "General Lan, let's go to war, if you don't move, I'm afraid it's going to be all over." ”

Lan Yun kept a calm face and did not speak.

The Song army on both flanks had been caught in a bitter battle a long time ago, and now they were only able to maintain the battle line, and they were only one step away from collapse.

And the Yanyun Iron Cavalry, who had high hopes from everyone, was stopped by the group of ironclad swordsmen after defeating the front army of the Qi army. It seems that although it still has the upper hand, it is firmly dragged there after all, and it will not be able to break away from the formation of the Qi army for a while.

At present, the only one who has not moved, and can alleviate the decline of the Song army, is the cavalry army under Lan Yun.

But no matter how difficult the situation of the Song army on the battlefield was, he couldn't move.

Because even if he led the army to attack, all he could do was to make the Song army defeat later.

The order Guo Yu gave him was to deal a fatal blow to the Qi army. When the Qi army was in turmoil, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

But looking at the battlefield in the distance, Lan Yun's smile was a little bitter.

In any case, he couldn't think of what Guo Yu had to do to turn the balance of victory that was tilting towards the Qi army upside down.

"Wait."

Lan Yun shouted at the restless group of knights behind him.

All he can do now is wait, only believe.

I believe that the general Zhengnan in a white robe can get a chance for the Great Song Dynasty to win.

……

The battle is getting more and more stalemate.

The speed at which Yan Yun's iron horse advanced was very slow, but it never stopped.

So far, they have suffered more than 1,000 casualties. And this is really a big loss for the Yanyun cavalry, which is full of more than 10,000 people.

Of course, the price paid by their opponents was much heavier.

Of the 20,000 great swordsmen, nearly forty percent of them were killed or wounded.

If this development continues, it is only a matter of time before Yan Yun's iron cavalry breaks through the formation of the Great Sword Army.

In the center of the battlefield, the battle between the two commanders is also coming to an end.

Wang Ziwei grabbed half a riding spear with his right hand, and touched his abdomen with his left hand, and his hand was red.

Cui Yong smiled reluctantly, "How?" ”

"If you don't have half a rifle in your chest, I'll probably give you a compliment."

Wang Ziwei shook his head: "The outcome has been decided, whether it is you, or the group of dumbfounders under you, it is not me Yan Yuntie."

Ride the opponent. ”

"That's right."

Cui Yong said with a pale smile: "Yanyun Iron Cavalry, the strongest army in Kyushu, no one in the world is invincible, and my big sword army is naturally not an opponent, but..."

A smug look suddenly appeared on his face: "Our mission was to drag you here. After all, the Yanyun Iron Cavalry never broke through my Great Sword Army. You have won, but Song Jun has lost! ”

"Really?"

Wang Ziwei also smiled, smiling so happily, "Who said we haven't broken through?" ”

Hearing Wang Ziwei's words, Cui Yong's expression was a little disdainful, "It's just four or five hundred rides, what can you do?" ”

Wang Ziwei grinned.

Four or five hundred rides is enough.

In that person's hands, it was enough to turn the Qi army into trouble.

Cui Yong said that the task of the Great Sword Army was to drag down the Yanyun Iron Cavalry, but their mission of the Yanyun Iron Cavalry was not to attract the Great Sword Army.

Not only him, but all the Song troops on the entire battlefield had only one purpose, which was to disperse the military strength of the Qi army, so as to defeat the five hundred horsemen... No, send those two people to the Qi Army.

This is a bold plan.

The smile on Wang Ziwei's face became brighter and brighter.

This father and son are both gamblers.

……

Standing under the banner of the Yang character, Yang Zhiyong, the general of the Qi State, still closed his eyes.

Yanyun Iron Cavalry was stopped by the Great Sword Army, and the Song Army on both wings would be defeated soon.

The die is cast.

The whole battle was expected by Yang Zhiyong, and there was no change at all, which couldn't help but make him sigh slightly.

"This decisive battle that will determine the fate of the two countries is a little more boring than imagined."

Now that the Song army has nothing left behind, it is time for the battle to end.

Yang Zhiyong raised his right hand and was about to order the Tiger Ben Army to attack, when he suddenly felt the momentum of Wang behind him change.

Then, Wang Er, Wang San, and all the leaders of the Tiger Ben Army exploded together.

Yang Zhiyong slowly opened his eyes, and then saw five hundred Northern Song Dynasty cavalry breaking through the formation of the Great Sword Army, and they were going straight to kill here.

These four or five hundred horsemen are not as ink-colored as Yanyun Iron Cavalry, even with people and horses. Their horses are of different colors, and they have everything in their hands, and they look like a motley cavalry army that is patched together.

But Yang Zhiyong doesn't think so.

Because they can kill from the great sword army, but also because of the one who rushes to the front among them.

"Silver Gun and White Horse..."

Yang Zhiyong's eyes froze, and he shouted at the front: "Who is coming!" ”

The man controlled the war horse under his crotch and jumped directly into the tiger army that was blocking Yang Zhiyong. With a swing of his silver spear, ten thousand silver arcs burst out, and countless tiger warriors were directly destroyed by it.

Guo Yu mentioned that the general order pointed at Yang Zhiyong, and smiled very openly.

"Guo Yu, the general of the Great Song Dynasty, come and see!"

(End of chapter)