Chapter 3: The Heroes (Mikami)

"Enter!" "Enter!" Xue Jingxian tore his throat and shouted hoarsely.

At this moment, he completely forgot about the mission on his shoulders. I don't care about the Sven of the reader anymore. I just want to use all my strength to shout out the frenzy in my heart, shout out, shout out.

"Enter!" "Enter!" "Enter!" "Enter!" The Qincha guards who came with Xue Jingxian were also completely lost in the heat wave on the battlefield, and they couldn't remember who it was just now, and they were so frightened that they almost fled for their lives. Even more fanatical were those swordsmen who were hired by Xue Jingxian at a high price, Rao was used to seeing blood, and they still waved their arms one by one, shouting hoarsely. It seems that if he slacks off a little, he will not be able to share the gold that Xue Jingxian promised in advance.

This trip to Anxi, even if there is no gold, the swordsmen feel that it is worth it. In the past, I only heard from Bill's mouth how Datang is and how strong men are, but I have never experienced it firsthand. Today, together with the guards, they truly felt the pride and majesty of being Tang people.

Yes, they are all Dons. The most unreligious group in the world. Some people have a Buddha in their homes, and some people have a true martial arts monarch in their homes. There are people who have a craftsman god in their homes. Some people even put Marshal Zhao Gong and Master Kong side by side. They like to burn incense in temples and kowtow to the gods, as long as the other party is said to be able to provide blessings for themselves. Compared to the Great Eater Mujahideen on the other side, they can simply be said to have no faith. However, the word "Tang" can make all of them enthusiastic.

In the hearts of every Tang people, there is a only god standing. Not Allah, not God, not a flame or a mess, not some deep clay puppet squatting in the temple.

What they truly believe in and will give everything for it is the ancestors in their memories, the blood in their bodies, and the majestic China that has stood behind them for thousands of years and will always stand.

At this moment, everyone hopes that they are Huo Quai, go deep into the desert, and seal the wolf.

At this moment, everyone hopes that they are Ban Dingyuan, looking for a marquis for thousands of miles, and there is no need to be born in the Jade Gate.

Wherever they go, they take civilization with them. Like a torch, it illuminates the deep darkness around it. Let the Quartet barbarians feel the beauty of the Tang people's articles, the broad-mindedness, the strength of the force, and the prosperity of all industries.

Where they stand, Huaxia is there.

Listening to the tsunami-like shouts of the surrounding mountains, Wang Xun was also in a mood. It was not the first time he had seen the Datang heavy armor infantry rushing into formation. However, as it is today, the scene of three cone-shaped arrays composed of just 2,500 men smashing the opponent's central army and slashing the enemy troops several times as many times as oneself has never been imagined in a dream.

What fascinated him more than the shouts was the visual impact.

The strange knife, the long lance, the steady forward step-by-step movement, the calm and gorgeous beat. The skillful coordination between the queue and the queue, between the soldiers and the soldiers. Suddenly, he was enlightened.

With strict training and exquisite coordination, the hoplites can completely fight the enemy's cavalry head-on, and can defeat them cleanly; The long lance hand and the Mo knife hand do not need to consider the enemy from the flank and rear when facing the battle, as long as they can keep the formation neat, they can ensure their own safety; The cavalry charge is powerful, but if the speed advantage is restrained, the power cannot be exercised normally; A truly good general will often take advantage of all favorable conditions on the battlefield to give full play to his own strengths and suppress the enemy's advantages......

These words, he was forced to remember in the White Horse Castle back then. However, it wasn't until today that he understood what he had learned from Feng Changqing, Zhou Xiaofeng and other Anxi seniors! Not far from the center of the battlefield, Li Siye, who was wielding a Mo knife and leading the team forward at the moment, was tantamount to personally demonstrating and giving Wang Xun a vivid command lesson. Let him, an ignorant boy, a half-bottle vinegar general, finally be able to spy on the art of war.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck in front of him, illuminating everything on the battlefield in an extraordinarily bright light. Everyone's movements slowed down, including every response of the enemy army, and every change in his own step, at this moment, it was clear in Wang Xun's eyes. The blood in my heart is still surging, and the shouts in my ears are still like thunder. His eyes gradually cooled from the frenzy, and gradually became calm and sharp.

The big cannibal can't stand it anymore. In order to ensure that the Chinese army would not be overwhelmed by the heavily armored infantry led by Li Siye, the commander of the big food on the opposite side had to draw troops and horses from both wings again. The enemy generals who received the order had clearly learned the lessons of the previous lesson. No longer trying to fight the heavy infantry of the Tang Dynasty on the spot, but went around half a circle from afar, preparing to make a high-speed detour and attack Li Siye's rear.

Of course, Feng Changqing would not let the enemy's tricks succeed, waved the command flag, and sent Su Shenxing and Qi Heng, two generals, each with a thousand light cavalry, to meet the battle. Seeing this situation, the big cannibal who came to support the Chinese army from both flanks had to divide his troops again on the way around, half of them continued to circle behind the ** heavy armor foot soldiers, and half of them brandished their scimitars and rushed straight to the ** newly put into the battlefield.

Despite this, the soldiers and horses of the big cannibal still far exceed ** in some places. So they shouted one by one, consciously winning the game. However, a sudden strange event caused the breath of all the spectators on both sides to freeze at the same time. The big food war horses running at the front bent sharply on their front legs and threw out the big food black armor on their backs. Immediately after, "Plop!" "Plop", the sound of the human body colliding with the ground was endless, and all the Great Food Jihadists who came from the left and right sides were in chaos.

"They're finished!" Wang Xun, who was staring at the battlefield with his eyes, shook his head gently. The cavalry hedged, and the fallen ones had no hope of surviving at all. Even if you don't fall to your death on the spot, you will be trampled into a pile of rotten meat by the horse team that rushes up from behind. What's more critical is that most of the attack power of the light armored cavalry depends on the war horse. If the military formation is chaotic and the mount suddenly slows down, it is equivalent to becoming a live target for the opponent to chop.

"Datang!" Qi Heng was already good at seizing opportunities, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the war horse under the enemy's crotch suddenly lose his strength. With a snort, he wiped it with a knife.

The sharp horizontal knife used the speed of the mount under his crotch to draw an eerie red line in mid-air. Along the direction of the extension of the red line, the large cavalry in black armor fell down like ears of wheat in autumn. Nearly a thousand Anxi light horses followed closely behind Qi Heng on both sides, arms spread, blades slanted, and countless red lines opened one after another in mid-air, like a phoenix waking up from a dream, slowly unfolding the tail of flames.

On the other side, Su Shenxing still maintained his previous stuffy gourd nature. Lead your brothers in a neat wedge-shaped queue in the gallop. Every enemy who came into contact with this wedge was stabbed more than once. There were a few big cannibals who didn't have time to parry and couldn't dodge, and they were wiped by several horizontal knives one after another, and their necks, chests, lower abdomen, and upper thighs were cracked one after another, screaming and writhing and struggling, and their internal organs were scattered far away.

The Datang light cavalry holding the horizontal knife had no time to look back, raised the horizontal knife diagonally, and continued to rush in formation. Everywhere he passed, the Great Eclipse Black Armor was either killed or fled. The already chaotic formation became more and more scattered, and it was impossible to organize effective resistance.

"Datang, Datang!" "Datang, Datang!" Xue Jingxian and the others' attention was instantly attracted by the cavalry, and they opened their throats and shouted tirelessly.

The array of hoplites in the distance was completely obscured by the smoke and dust splashed by the horses' hooves, and they could no longer be seen here. However, the monotonous and calm cry still maintained the same beat, "Enter! "Enter!" "Enter!" , penetrate the smoke and dust, penetrate the blood light, and send the cold battle spirit to the ears of every Tang boy.

'If only last year I had mastered half of General Lee's skills. No, maybe two things are enough. Listening to the shouting after the smoke and dust, Wang Xun thought to himself. If last year, when the Flying Dragon Guards were attacked, they could form the kind of Mo Sword Formation that General Li Siye commanded today. Thieves such as Gulitu, who disguised themselves as sand thieves, had no hope of winning at all. But in that battle, the Flying Dragon Guard, who was also armed with a Mo sword, suffered more than seventy percent casualties.

Of the hundred Wyvern Guards, only about 20 survived in the end. Yang Guozhong, who instigated Ge Shuhan behind his back, has now become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty and the first minister. It can be said that Wang Xun basically has no hope of revenge in his life. No matter how fast his official position rises, he can't do it!

Before he could be annoyed, a proud cry quickly pulled his thoughts back to his eyes. The Datang light cavalry had already broken through the enemy's array, and the brothers rode back one after another. "Keep up and chop the big cannibal into pieces!" Qi Heng, who once had a conflict with Wang Xun, was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell which ones were the enemy and which ones were his own. It's just that his eyes became more and more fanatical, and the tip of the knife pointed at the remaining black armor, and swept his horse again.

"Over there!" Su Shenxing finally spoke, and the blade was not aimed at the opponent who was scattered on the battlefield and lost his soul. It's behind his own heavily armored foot soldiers. "Help, kill!"

"Kill!" His brothers behaved in exactly the same style as the Lord's general, and after a brief response to the word "kill," he immediately turned his horse's head.

Thousands of light horsemen broke through the smoke and darkness, like a steel knife, and plunged into another wave of enemies. Blood once again appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the screams were endless. The big cannibal who wanted to outflank the ** behind, but was attacked behind his own house, either fled or was killed, and quickly collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, the array of three heavily armored foot soldiers returned to people's sight. Unlike before, the conical lance array on both sides has been transformed into a diamond shape with a sharp angle on the front and back. Firmly protect the wings and back of the Mo Dao Formation. Nearly half of the soldiers stood with their faces facing backwards, holding their spears. The other half continued to move forward with the Mo Dao Formation, advancing steadily.

And the front of the Mo Dao Formation has already reached the enemy's main formation at this moment.

"Enter!" Li Siye held the Mo knife in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Enter!" Hundreds of Tang men responded in unison. The blade pointed, and the black receded like a tide.