Meng Cheng was drunk.

He is the chief general of the Wudang Fei Army who led his troops to follow Jia Yin all the way to the forefront of the east, although he is forty years old, and he is usually conceited and brave, but he has never seen such a big battle.

Just the boundless army array weighed him down, and he was a little out of breath.

Although the shouting and killing in front of him was more than a mile away, and there was a horse team in the middle, he couldn't see the movement in front of him, but the earth-shattering shouting and screaming still made his whole body tremble, and he had to take a sip of wine to calm his gall.

I can't stop drinking this anymore.

After drinking a gourd wine, he shook it, and gave it up unwillingly, and then found that his head was a little dizzy, hell, when did Lao Tzu get drunk.

"General Meng, loosen the buttons, don't get heat stroke."

Zhao Lei kindly reminded him, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the spear were a little white.

The battle situation at the front can be heard and seen, which makes people worry.

And the horsemen in front have begun to move, they have taken out a small handful of fine food from the horse bag, and began to feed the horses with their hands, some people still hugged the horse's neck and began to whisper, and some people fed all the precious good wine to the war horse, but they just raised their heads and shook the empty bottle to drop two drops, those people are perverts, better for the war horse than for the daughter-in-law, this is ready to rush into battle, Zhao Lei looked at them, and there was a sour feeling in his nose.

"Kill ......"

"Kill...... Kill ......"

In the chaos of the forwards, Qi Sanduo stood on the side van with a mace, his eyes were red, and he looked like a vicious tiger.

As soon as the two armies took over, there were no tricks to speak of, they could only fight bravely, seeing their own soldiers fall one after another, Mu Yun on the cloud car seemed to be asleep, and did not give him any flag news, Qi Sanduo couldn't wait to wave his stick in person. also has a lot of resentment against the military general who was very admired, and he is really an iron-blooded and cold-faced person.

"Kill...... Go up and kill ......"

On the towering cloud car, Mu Yun spent a lot of time holding the bamboo tube in one hand and holding the clairvoyant eye in the other, standing high and looking far away, but this thing, in the whole world, is the only one in his hand.

With this thing, the enemy vanguard can see a mouthful of thick phlegm, and Murong Tingzhao on the cloud car opposite can also see clearly from time to time to ask for instructions and talk with the majestic guard next to him, with this, he can anticipate the enemy's opportunity, this is the victory of the fourth that no one except Huzi says.

Qi Sanduo's anxiety, he saw it in his eyes, but now is not the time to change the formation, because the enemy army has not changed the formation, the armies of both sides are standing, and only the middle lane has launched a bloody fight, and the competition at this time is concentration.

He put down the clairvoyant, raised the bamboo tube and took a sip of tea, and thought about handing the clairie to Gu Minglou, who was dressed as a man behind him and was forced over by his man as a guard, "You help me look at the opposite camp, especially the middle infantry formation, and close my eyes for a while." ”

Gu Minglou took the claireye, she had played with this thing, with the honest husband here, she had a chance to play with any strange thing, she brought the clairvoyant to her eyes, adjusted the focus slightly, and observed it carefully, but the tea kung fu exclaimed: "Prime minister, the soldiers have moved all the way." ”

Mu Yunqian opened his eyes, got up, took a look at the Qianli, and saw that the enemy's Chinese army had really moved, and the infantry army of 10,000 people began to press, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar, "Order the vanguard to change the formation." ”

Qi Sanduo couldn't help but shout when he received the flag news, and then commanded the front to retreat, this retreat, like the sea receding, revealing the side vans lined up in the formation.

Cui Yanjin, who had a chance to take a breath of turbidity, couldn't help but slur his mouth when he saw the wolf-toothed side van,, is this the car formation of the horse rejection soldiers, grandma is a bear, Murong Yanzhao, you are a dead bastard, can you stand so high and can't see.

didn't know that Murong Yanzhao was shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

The Qin soldiers are dead ghosts, and there are soldiers sitting on the side van, hidden in the formation, looking where there is a car shadow from a distance, but when the army in the middle is pressed, the side van car that slipped away only revealed its true face, but at this time, it was too late to change the formation.

"It doesn't matter, our army is outnumbered by the enemy, just press it."

Compared with Murong Tingzhao's anxiety, Song Jiuzhong was much calmer, and the corners of his mouth could still smile, "I want to see what kind of flowers the infantry of the three phalanxes can play, but now it seems that it is just relying on some strange tricks, our army can't wait any longer, so the left and right cavalry also start to act, the original strategy remains the same, and it is a bit of a spirit." ”

"No."

Murong Yanzhao wiped his beard, replaced it with a cyan flag, and waved it heavily.

Gao Huaide, the commander of the horsemen on the right flank, slammed his head heavily and shouted: "Prepare, rush ......"

Han Lingkun, the main general of the cavalry on the left wing, put his knife on his forehead, and muttered softly, only then turned over and got on his horse, but only waved his long knife silently, and the three thousand iron horsemen shouted loudly and slowly walked out of the battle.

The cavalry of the Song army moved, and the horsemen on the left and right of the Qin army also began to roar and raise their swords to urge the horses, and the grassland was flat and open, and there was enough space for the horsemen to be vertical and horizontal.

Charging and counter-charging, attacking and counterattacking, the soldiers on both sides did their own tricks and threw blood all over their hearts.

Compared with the boiling horse, the Chinese infantry formation was quiet.

Cui Yanjin gathered the formation, commanding the defense of the oars and attacking with crossbows and bows, while waiting for the arrival of the large army of the Chinese army.

The Qin army relied on the defense of the partial van, with a bow, a spear, and three long-range shots.

In fact, the partial van is the name of Song Jun, its real name is Wugang car, the name is more retro, but the function is advancing with the times.

For example, when marching, this car is the same as an ordinary car, carrying a heavy load and sitting on both people, after entering the battlefield, the movable baffle or draw or fight, and then insert a sharp spear blade in the reserved square hole, there is a different kind of defensive function.

But its function is far from being so single, the left and right sides of the car wall have long left a card slot, a crossbow, five hundred steps of the target hit the flower, or changed to a cannon car, this artillery car throwing arm is short, the throwing distance is not far, watermelon-sized stone cannon is only fifty or sixty steps, but enough, such as for throwing lime packets, or explosives canisters, just right.

The so-called explosive canister is to stuff the explosive bag into the urn, ignite the fuse, and then throw it out, so that whether it is exploded in the air or on the ground, the broken porcelain is like a knife, and the power is strengthened.

Qi Sanduo waited patiently for the enemy army to gather, and then let out a shout, and rushed over, thirty paces apart, only then did he smile and wave his mace, "Send them back to the west!" ”

"Send them back to the ...... West"

On the ten artillery carts that had been prepared for a long time, the urns hung quietly, the auxiliaries leaned over to light the fuses, the guns slammed the trigger, and in the whistling sound, the urns flew towards the enemy with their flaming tails......

"Boom ......"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, flesh and fire flew together, and screams and loud noises came and went.

"Heavenly Thunder God Punishment...... Rush up, ...... Black Dog Blood, Kill ......"

The Song army was panicked but not confused, mainly because they had done their homework before the war, and every soldier knew that the enemy had this weapon that scared people to death, but really, the lethality was not great, so there was no need to be afraid.

In fact, after dozens of urns are thrown, the momentum is very amazing, but the real lethality is ......

Limited.

Because, the armor of those who charge the main force is very fine, except for those who are close and the seven orifices that are shocked and bleed, those who are a little farther away are not too injured.

But the situation is chaotic after all.

What's even more chaotic is the horsemen on both wings, the Qin soldiers and horses have not heard this huge sound in the valley for more than a month, but Song Qi heard it for the first time, many of the horses were frightened, or galloped like lightning, or sat on their knees softly, and the scene was out of control.

Li Huchen glanced at the cloud car, full of admiration, and with a raise of his spear, the elite spear cavalry let out a roar, forming a sharp arrow formation, and rushed towards the enemy cavalry on the left flank.

Bai Xingba, who led the archers on the left flank to entangle with the enemy, roared excitedly.

"Kill ......"

"Kill...... Fifty copper dollars for a human head......"

As soon as the horse team left, the eyes were empty, and Meng Cheng, who had been stunned, finally woke up, and with a wave of his sharp battle axe, he led the barefoot and straw sandals of Wudang Feijun to charge forward.

Onward, to the money!

In the flames of explosion, Meng Cheng seemed to see piles of copper dollars and silver beckoning to him.