Seeing those Qi State soldiers fleeing in embarrassment under the hooves of Yan Yun's iron horsemen, Li Ran suddenly showed a smile of relief.

Your uncle will always be your uncle.

He opened his mouth and shouted to Guo Yu, who was galloping forward: "Boy, in the end, the left and right still rely on Yanyun Iron Cavalry, why are you so troublesome, just let them out at the beginning." ”

"Without the attraction of prisoners of war and the Song army on both wings, no matter how strong these 5,000 heavy cavalry is, they will not be able to break through the formation of 100,000 Qi troops."

Guo Yu glanced at him: "Besides, even you can think that I want to use Yanyun Iron Cavalry, Yang Zhiyong, the general of Qi State, would not think of it?" ”

"Presumably, he already has a way to deal with Yan Yun's iron cavalry, so he dares to take the initiative tonight. Perhaps, at this moment, he is waiting for me to move the Yanyun Iron Horse. ”

"Uh..." Li Ran glanced at the Qi cavalry in front of him who had been killed and defeated, and he couldn't see that Yang Zhiyong seemed to be prepared.

"No matter, we don't understand the deployment of troops, you commanders can do these head-moving things."

Li Ran said: "Let's just be responsible for rushing into battle and slashing the generals, just like when we were under your father's command." ”

"Well, I'm sorry for you, the great soldier." Guo Yu grinned at him.

……

The dull sound of horses' hooves was getting closer, and the commander of the Qi army's front army resisted his fear and tried to regroup his formation.

Having previously routed the prisoners of war, the group of sergeants spontaneously pursued forward. The scene was already a bit chaotic, and the sudden appearance of Yan Yun's iron cavalry made them even more timid, and the original formation was gone.

The retreating cavalry had long since broken their hearts. They just wanted to stay away from the group of black deaths behind them, so they didn't care if they were friendly troops in front of them, and rushed directly into the crowd on their horses in a panic, stirring up the formation of the Qi army more and more chaotic.

In the desperate eyes of the former army commander, Yan Yun's iron cavalry slammed into the Qi army formation.

The dozens of Qi soldiers at the front were directly knocked out by this group of black-armored heavy horsemen and smashed into the crowd, causing a commotion in the Qi army.

Wang Ziwei, who rushed to the front, raised his hand, and the black, long, bamboo-like riding spear directly picked out a hole in the body of the pawn in front of him.

Not only him, but all the Yanyun iron cavalry in the front row handed out their cavalry guns at the same time, and with just one face, the Qi army suffered nearly a thousand casualties.

This black torrent rampaged through the Qi army's array, leaving only countless broken corpses of the Qi army.

Seeing this tragic scene, the former army commander suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

That's 20,000 people, and that's 20,000 elite soldiers who have been in battle for a long time.

Such 20,000 people collapsed in an instant under the charge of Yan Yun's iron cavalry.

"Don't mess around, stop them!"

The commander drew the long sword at his waist and kept roaring, trying to boost the morale of his subordinates, but under the impact of the black-armored heavy cavalry, this group of sergeants was already frightened, where would they care what their commander said, they all dropped their weapons and turned around and fled.

"Don't leave, don't... Yes! ”

The sharp pain in his heart caused him to let out a scream, and the Commander looked up

Even when he saw a scarred man in front of him, he was pulling his spear out of his body.

……

"Report! There was a large force of heavy cavalry on the front line, and our army was defeated and on the verge of rout! ”

"Is it finally here?"

Yang Zhiyong opened his eyes, "Order the Great Sword Army to attack, and notify the Qi army on both wings to launch a fierce attack, once the Song army is defeated, immediately move closer to the center!" ”

Several sergeants rode away and passed Yang Zhiyong's orders on. Then, 20,000 swordsmen armed with large swords and heavily armored soldiers began to move forward.

Looking at the 20,000 elite sergeants who had been carefully trained to deal with Yan Yun's iron cavalry, Yang Zhiyong's palm quietly clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The Yanyun Iron Cavalry is very strong, stronger than any army in Kyushu, and these armies naturally include the Great Sword Army.

He, the Great Sword Army, can only do it at the moment, and all he can do now is to drag Yan Yun Iron Cavalry.

But that's enough.

Using the two wings of the Song army to attract most of the Qi army, and then using the Yanyun iron cavalry to break through in the center, this is the victory method of the commander of the Song army.

Using the Great Sword Army to drag the Yanyun Iron Cavalry, first crushing the two wings of the Song army with superior forces, and then gathering in the middle to encircle the Song army, this was his Yang Zhiyong's method of victory.

As long as he can attract Yanyun Iron Cavalry in, even if he sacrifices 20,000 former troops, he Yang Zhiyong thinks it is worth it.

Next, it depends on whether the Great Sword Army will hold out for a long time or the Song Army on both wings will hold out for a long time.

Whichever side collapses first, which one is the loser.

Yang Zhiyong was very confident in the Great Sword Army, not to mention that he still had five thousand tigers in his hand and did not move.

"Nearly three times the strength of the army, even let the general fight so cautiously, only the Northern Song Dynasty, only Yanyun Tieqi can do this."

"But... Is this the only way for the commander of the Song army? Yang Zhiyong closed his eyes again, "That's really disappointing." ”

……

In the face of the increasingly fierce offensive of the Qi army, the Song army resisted quite hard.

Although the war horse had already been stabbed to death by the enemy in the previous charge, Li Kui still stood at the forefront of the Song army, wielding the Xuanhua axe in his hand to slash the Qi army that kept rushing in.

"Damn, it must be the grudge surnamed Guo who arranged such a task for Lao Tzu."

While killing the enemy, Li Kui scolded and said: "If you can't win against Yang Zhiyong's old dog this time, Lao Tzu will take off that kid's head when he goes back!" ”

Li Kui swung his battle axe and chopped the Qi State sergeant in front of him to death again, and then shouted: "Hold it all up to Lao Tzu!" Defeated by the Qi army, Lao Tzu can't afford to lose that person! ”

Hearing Li Kui's roar, the Song Jun present couldn't help but perk up, and the originally shaky battle line was also a little more stable.

……

On a high slope far from the battlefield, thousands of cavalry soldiers waited silently.

Lan Yun, who was riding on the war horse, was a little anxious.

Especially after seeing Yan Yun Tieqi attacking, he became even more anxious, and several times he almost led his thousands of cavalry troops to kill, and joined Yan Yun Tiecai to chase and kill the Qi army together.

But thinking of Guo Yu's entrustment, Lan Yun finally resisted the impulse in his heart.

Touch your hands

The Xueliang long knife that General Zhenbei used all his life, and even held until he died, he silently said: "Don't worry, I will not insult the reputation of the Zhenbei Army." ”

……

Under the command of Hou Jinyong, the left battalion and the right battalion were separated on both sides, and the Jiutu battalion was in the center, and the five thousand scattered city army slowly advanced in this way.

While Lu Xiuqian slashed and killed the rout of the Qi State, his eyes kept looking for it in the crowd.

The longer he searched, the more anxious he became, and even the movements of his hands became a little messy.

A Qi State sergeant who was carrying a corpse suddenly appeared in front of him, and the distraught Lu Xiuqian raised his hand with a knife.

"Bell!"

Lu Xiuqian's knife was blocked, he was a little surprised, and was about to make a second knife, when he heard the man say in a deep voice: "Is there any silver?" ”

This voice was all too familiar, and Lu Xiuqian was suddenly overjoyed, "Lao Tzu knows that your kid is not so easy to die, haha..."

Long Tao looked at him expressionlessly and repeated again: "Is there any silver?" ”

"Yes... I'll look for it. Although he was a little puzzled, Lu Xiuqian took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to Long Tao.

Long Tao stretched out his blood-stained hand, and froze slightly when he touched the silver again.

"Forget it." Long Tao pursed his lips, raised his hand to hand over the corpse on his back to Lu Xiuqian, and then picked up his double knives and continued to chase and kill the fleeing Qi army.

"What the hell?" Lu Xiuqian was at a loss for the second monk, and after he put away the silver casually, he went to see the corpse handed over by Long Tao.

“……”

Lu Xiuqian silently picked up the corpse and turned to leave.

……

Yan Yun's iron cavalry still rushed forward to kill, and along the way, I don't know how many Qi soldiers fell under their horses' hooves.

When Wang Ziwei saw the 20,000 heavily armored infantry soldiers holding big swords and forming a compact formation in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted: "Raise the gun!" ”

Five thousand horsemen raised their spears together.

At the same time, Cui Yong, the commander of the Great Sword Army, waved his arm: "Raise your sword!" ”

The thousands of great swordsmen at the front raised the man-tall sword in their hands.

The big sword is like a forest, and the people who watch it are afraid.

But Yan Yun Tieqi was not afraid, and they were never afraid.

"Kill!"

In Wang Ziwei's roar, Yan Yun Iron Cavalry rushed directly into the sword forest.

(End of chapter)