Chapter 122: Chariot Crushing

In the shallow water, hundreds of chariots suddenly appeared, moving forward with the cavalry.

He looked around in panic, only to see that the retreat behind him had been cut off, surrounded by enemies on three sides, and the only east side where there was no enemy was the turbulent Xiushui River.

This war feast, Li Tao has been planning for a long time, and he has been preparing since Li Yuanba and Pei Yuanshao went to fight Grass Valley.

Zhoucang's Liaodong Battalion is not only a young child, but also the main force, they deliberately show weakness, so that the Xianbei people think that they are a group of rabble, but in fact, the foundation of this elite army is composed of yellow turban wrestlers, plus these years of recuperation, has reshaped military discipline.

And the Liaodong battalion, with the blessing of the Mo sword, with its steel body, completely changed the disadvantage of the infantry against the cavalry.

Zhao Yun and the soldiers of the Black Flag Battalion under his command were ambushed in the grass in the shallows early, waiting for the Xianbei people to throw themselves into the net.

At this point, Ji Ji never expected that he blindly put his mind on the old camp, and did not expect that there would be ambushes on the turbulent riverbank.

"Damn thief!"

Micah shouted.

The machine was sharply disturbed, the attack was blocked, there was no way to retreat, and a catastrophe came.

At this moment, a dilemma is placed in front of the machine, whether to continue the attack in a desperate way, or to return to break through the enemy's blockade and escape.

"Woo ......"

The horn sounded one after another, and Zhao Yun's spear pierced the sky, shouting loudly: "Black Flag Battalion, charge!" ”

"Kill!"

The galloping war horses are like ocean waves, rolling up wave after wave, and the momentum is huge, crushing everything on the road ahead, layer by layer.

"Lord Jiji, the enemy has been killed, so let's withdraw first......

Micah said in horror.

Remove?

The figure of the machine was suddenly stunted, and the whole person looked shaky, the Ji Ji tribe was finished, it was all over, not only did the old battalion not get it back, but also lost thousands of elite soldiers in vain.

"Nope! Kill in, be sure to kill in! ”

Ji Ji yelled angrily.

"My lord, I can't help it!"

Mijia hurriedly persuaded: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, withdraw quickly......"

"Come on, hurry, quickly escort the Lord out of the way!"

The two thousand Xianbei people in the rear hurriedly turned their horses' heads and hedged towards Zhao Yun's Black Flag Battalion.

"Order, the whole army retreats, kill out!"

"Woo......"

The horn of retreat sounded, and the Xianbei cavalry who were entangled with Zhou Cang paused, looked behind them, and saw that their own people had retreated.

"Let's go!"

A commander of a thousand couldn't help but shout, this damn Han infantry is like a big mountain, there is no way to start, two thousand people have died, and it is still as stable as a rock.

"Kill!"

The Xianbei cavalry shouted loudly, raising their scimitars in their hands.

"Want to escape?"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly.

The gentian bright silver spear swept out, instantly swept away the two Xianbei centurion generals, and the jade lion stepped forward and raised its front hooves high, and then stepped down heavily.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the horse's hooves directly crushed the sternums of the two centurions.

"Up!"

The spear stabbed directly, and Zhao Yun picked up another Xianbei brave general, threw it backwards, and knocked down a large area.

"Woo-la!"

Seeing that Zhao Yun was so fierce, a Xianbei Qianfu was angry, wielding a long knife and riding a horse to kill.

"Ahh

Before the commander's long knife fell, he had already let out a miserable scream, and it turned out that at the same time as the commander swung the knife, Zhao Yun's gentian bright silver spear was already as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and stabbed into the chest of the commander.

Zhao Yun shook it, stirred around the chest of the thousand-legged, and a bloody heart was immediately revealed.

"Die!"

The sharp blade of the gentian bright silver spear slammed forward, piercing the heart of the heart, and the thousand captain's face was like ashes, and he twitched sharply, fell and rolled off the horse.

"Drive!"

Chariots came from the rear, each of which was pulled by two horses, on which stood four warriors armed with spears.

"Stop, stop them!"

Ji Ji roared urgently.

No one will forget the power of the chariot, he is the only criterion that once dominated the victory on the battlefield, the combination of men and horses, spear assault, and only one end, that is, death!

This chariot may not be fearful, even if ten chariots are tied together to charge, but if hundreds of chariots are lined up to launch a mountain of charges, the situation will be completely different, and the power of the chariot charge is devastating, and it is not something that flesh and blood can resist!

What to do?

The machine was very anxious, thinking about it, now, the only way is to stop the charge of the chariot, and we must stop the charge of the chariot!

Although the chariot is terrible, it also has a fatal weakness, that is, the war horse that pulls the chariot forward, as long as the war horse is shot and killed, the chariot formation will be terrible, and it will not be attacked.

Archers, only archers can stop chariot horses.

Ji Ji was about to open his mouth to give orders, but suddenly found that Zhao Yun and a team of black-armored cavalry had completely entered the Xianbei formation, and the Xianbei formation was scattered, and it was impossible to form a phalanx of archers at all.

"Drink ......"

The warriors of the Black Flag Battalion on the chariot drove the war horses forward loudly, and in a few blinks of an eye, they broke into the Xianbei people's formation, and stabbed at the Xianbei cavalry.

……

More than 100 chariots were like an unstoppable subway flow, crushing over coldly, and the two thousand Xianbei knights who rushed to the front bore the brunt, and the chariots ran over everywhere.

The two thousand fell down like weeds that had been cut down, either stabbed to death by spears tied to chariots, or knocked to the ground by galloping horses and trampled into flesh.

The iron-clad chariot is like an iron plough ploughing through the wasteland, the sharp plowshares are everywhere, the barren grass is lying on the ground, full of messes, and there is not one of the more than 2,000 Xianbei people.

Soon, the entire Xianbei army was in turmoil, and there was no way to escape, and the only thing left for them was a dead end.

An hour later, a large number of the 7,000 Xianbei people died, and less than 2,000 survived, not because they escaped, nor because they were victorious, but because they were forced to surrender in desperation.

Liu Yi came slowly, pointed to the leader and said, "Come here!" ”

“……”

The body suddenly softened, defeated, completely defeated, with mixed feelings in his heart, and walked to Liu Yima step by step.

Liu Yi said solemnly: "Gather the generals above the centurion in the army, and come to my camp to listen to the tune in half an hour." ”

"Yes!"

Ji Ji had to bow down to receive the order, people were swordsmen, I was fish and meat, life and death could not be killed, it all depended on Liu Yi's face.

Li Tao followed behind Liu Yi, a strange smile flashed on his face, this smile was exactly the same as when Liu Yi looked at him, which made Zhao Yun on the side a little confused