Gao Yigong's horse army came out from the west, from the east of the array of the official army, swaggering back into the formation, Hou Liangzhu was unwilling, sent people to pursue for a while, but close to the second battalion 100 steps away by the second battalion soldiers fierce arrow rain, he was thoughtful, he thought that the formation was chaotic and did not dare to be reckless, so he had to look at Gao Yigong and the others, blowing his beard and glaring in vain.

This time, none of Gao Yigong's men died in the battle, but only two or three people were bruised. Gao Yigong walked up the slope with his head held high in his hand, Li Zicheng held his right hand and praised: "Our army has fierce generals, and the army will be broken!" Gao Yigong was not modest, and the big lama accepted it.

Zhao Dangshi looked enviously at Li Zicheng and Gao Yigong, who were in harmony with the main ministers, but heard Tian Jianxiu remind: "The forward team has entered the battle!" "Anxiously, he saw that most of the vanguard who were attacking head-on had already passed through the deep ditch, and the axemen who had caught up with him since then began to destroy and clear the barricades.

Qin Yong waved his army to move forward, and the echelon took advantage of Gao Yigong to stir up the formation of the official army, and erected the bamboo ladder full of deep ravines. The carefully selected knife and axe hands all rushed out of the Wugang car, and rushed to kill the official and army guerrillas by stepping on the ladder endlessly. The Franc machine on Wu Gang's car also spared no effort to launch again and again, completely suppressing the scattered and disorderly officers and soldiers.

The three trumpets sounded in unison, the flags behind the officers and soldiers waved, and the queue began to stir. Seeing this scene, Zhao Dangshi hurriedly said to Li Zicheng: "King Chuang, the vanguard has crossed the ravine, our army should quickly support, otherwise it will be too late to continue, and the soldiers will be lost in vain." ”

Li Zicheng nodded, waved his hand, and immediately waved the small pennant in his hand from the herald soldier on the side, and the Tang soldiers who were watching from the slope immediately received the order. In a few moments, the front of the second battalion beat the drums again, and the soldiers of the second battalion with spears and swords moved when they heard the order, and the black clouds pressed the city towards the large array of officers and troops in front of Guangyuan City.

The flowers bloomed three branches, and the words were divided into two ends, the main force of the second battalion over there was dispatched, and the officers and troops here were fully prepared for the front, and their opponent was Qin Yong, the general of the Zhao battalion with hundreds of swords and axes in the vanguard. At this moment, he took the lead, shot at the top, brandished his waist knife, and shouted: "Brothers, the main formation of the official army is in front of you, kill one person, and reward ten times; Those who enter the battle first will be promoted to the next level! ”

The main general was not afraid of death, and the soldiers of the vanguard were excited, and they all rushed to the main formation of the officers and soldiers with loud shouts.

"簌簌簌"

Across the fence, the officers and crossbowmen lined up in several rows, and under the command of the officers, the arrows flew like locusts, but suddenly a cross wind arose, the wind was too strong, and many arrows flew half of the way off their original tracks, and fell to the side, and a few of them were shot, and they were also blocked by the vanguard knife and axe men who rushed in front with regimental bullets.

The artillery on the head of Guangyuan City continued to be fired for a long time, and finally had to suspend the offensive due to overheating. However, the officers and soldiers had already prepared, the artillery could not be used for the time being, and the bows and arrows had little effect, so they changed their tactics, took out the prepared large stepping crossbows, and two of them worked hard to pull them apart, raised their preparations, and as the officers drank, they pulled the trigger, and dozens of heavy crossbow arrows shot out of the wind.

The power of this heavy crossbow arrow is much greater than that of the previous bow and arrow, and after a round of shooting, more than ten vanguard soldiers who rushed to the front row were pierced by the crossbow arrows and died tragically, and a crossbow arrow even drilled through the gap between several group cards and shot in front of Qin Yong. Qin Yong's blood swelled, and he shouted vigorously: "Hurry up, don't give the officers and soldiers a chance to catch arrows!" Following the direction of the wind, he rushed again, approaching the main formation of the officers and soldiers only fifty paces away.

But no matter how brave the vanguard soldiers are, the fierce battle for a long time can't help but be a bit of a strong crossbow, and the officers and soldiers are not vegetarians, and the counterattack of artillery and arrows has hardly stopped from the beginning to the present, and more than half of the vanguard soldiers have been killed and wounded. Qin Yong was bombarded by two small cannons when he was forty paces in front of the main formation of the official army, and narrowly escaped his life, but had to retreat slightly in the artillery fire. He gradually felt powerless, and when he looked back in his busy schedule, he was immediately relieved to see that at this time, they were not the only ones who were attacking the official array, and a large number of brothers were rushing to support them along the road they had walked.

Zhao Ying's support was the Guo Ruke Department of the former battalion of the army. As the current trump card unit of the Zhao battalion, Guo Ruke is commanding 3,000 soldiers and breaking into the official army array in three directions. They are the main force of this operation, and the equipment and training are second to none in the Zhao battalion, according to Guo Ruke's statement before the war, that is, these 3,000 people against the 3,000 Shangchuan army, and the head-on battle is not false at all.

The belligerent Guo Ruke watched the battle with 3,000 tigers for most of the day, and he was already a little unable to hold back, and when Li Zicheng's main force gave the order to attack, he rushed down the mountain like a fierce tiger and charged. In response to Guo Ruke, it was Liu Fangliang's troops who broke into the camp. Liu Fangliang is the core general of the current camp, extremely good at fighting, and his troops are also well-known for their courage and courage in the army. And because the artillery for the officers and soldiers before has been affected many times, it is a nest fire in the belly, and the desire to fight is no less than that of Guo Ruke's department.

Outside Guangyuan City, Guo Ruke's 3,000 troops were in front, Liu Fangliang's 2,000 troops were on the side, and Wu Mingfeng led more than 1,000 people to retreat, and these 6,000 people constituted the main force to attack Hou Liangzhu's main formation. It can be said that Qin Yong's vanguard is just an appetizer, and after the second battalion has been testing for a long time, the curtain of the official attack is only now slowly opening.

At the same time as the infantry launched an offensive, Li Zicheng once again sent the horse army. The infantry attacked, assisted by the horses, was his usual means. Zhao Dangshi paid great attention to this, and secretly noted down Li Zicheng's grasp of the timing, tactical arrangement, and some deficiencies when using infantry and cavalry to coordinate operations. On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it. Learning on the real battlefield is often the most motivating way to grow. And this is one of the reasons why the Ming Dynasty had so many commanders who read poetry and books to participate in the suppression of the Kou, but most of them were defeated at the hands of the mud legs they looked down on.

The officers and troops did not seem to be fully prepared for the general attack of the second battalion, and it was almost half an hour later, and only after Guo and Liu had crossed the criss-crossing ravines did they change their formation. On the battlefield where the wind rolled up the battle flag and the smoke and flames covered the sun, the officers and soldiers began to clamp their wings to the center, and at the same time, several phalanxes located behind also advanced forward, as if they were going to block the second battalion army from three sides.

On the battlefield, if you want to finally see the real chapter, you still have to show your strength to speak. At this point, neither the second battalion nor the officers and soldiers had a chance to adjust, and as the two armies collided heavily, the sound of fighting in the mountains and tsunamis suddenly arose, and the sword light flashed in countless battle faces, and the rain of blood and countless shouts splashed in all corners of the boundless sea of soldiers. In the sea of soldiers, there is either friend or foe, and every soldier has only one thought in his mind: to kill everyone who faces him with all his might.

The horse army that broke into the camp galloped into the west side of the official army, and this time it was not just the 500 cavalry of Gao Yigong, but the 2,000 cavalry of the breaking army that included it and was personally commanded by Li Guo. The rear of the officers and soldiers hurriedly divided into two reserve phalanxes to meet the enemy, and Li Guoyi, who was in bright armor, pulled the reins, sat down and raised his mane and hoof, neighing excitedly. He roared like thunder, urging his subordinate knights to return to the team in time and try not to engage in useless scuffles. He deserves to be a master of using the horse army, and the 2,000 horse troops who broke into the camp under his leadership were like magnets, and they were tightly gathered together from beginning to end, and the situation of being delayed by the officers and soldiers and fighting separately was very small.

In the city, the artillery of the official army roared again, and all kinds of shells, large and small, ruthlessly poured into the formation of the second battalion, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and mourning everywhere they went, but whether it was Guo Ruke, Liu Fangliang, or Qin Yong at the front, or even Wu Mingfeng, who was in the rear of the formation, had no way to retreat. There is only one road they can take now: the road to Hou Liangzhu's main formation and to the county seat of Guangyuan.

For a while, under the fierce battle, the sky and the earth darkened, and they all seemed to change color.

Zhao Dangshi's heart was beating like thunder, and he looked intently at the main battlefield where the smoke and dust were flying. At such a critical juncture, he is often distracted. However, Li Zicheng didn't have a ride at this time: "It's raining." Glancing over, he actually saw Li Zicheng stretching out his palm and looking up at the sky at the same time.

It's just an understatement, but the shock of Zhao Dangshi at this moment is undoubtedly deeper than the battlefield in the fierce battle.

Zhao Dangshi is self-aware, never thinks very highly of himself, and will not be arrogant. He previously assessed himself, and his psychological quality or courage can be described as one in a thousand. Even if you don't say that Mount Tai collapsed in front of you and the color remained unchanged, it surpassed most of the generals I had seen. He hadn't told anyone about this idea, but he was very confident in his heart. It's just that when he saw the Li Zicheng in front of him who was still strolling leisurely and looking calm in the midst of the flying artillery fire, he really felt the gap between himself and Li Zicheng.

Zhao Dangshi believes that this is a talent, a kind of talent with the calmness and calmness of ordinary people. Such a person, Zhao Dangshi had never met before, he didn't know how to correctly describe the talent that Li Zicheng had, and under the thought of it, he couldn't help but think secretly, if this wasn't the legendary king temperament? Perhaps, it is precisely because of such a talent that Li Zicheng can survive in desperate situations every time, and can accumulate defeats and battles, and make countless comebacks, so that he finally grew into a gravedigger of the Ming Dynasty.

After thinking about it, the admiration and admiration for Li Zicheng in my heart couldn't help but mix a little discouragement with myself. He was in a daze, and in the chaos in the distance, there was a sudden mountain shout. Everywhere in the eyes, the corner of the official army was already in an uproar, and then a Tang soldier rushed to report wildly: "General Li beheaded an officer and a general, broke the enemy's spirit, and strengthened the prestige of our army!" ”

"Very good!" Li Zicheng smiled slightly, and did not show too much joy, as if all this was taken for granted. After a while, another soldier came to report that Liu Fangliang had broken up the officers and soldiers, and Li Zicheng replied as usual.

Zhao Dangshi suddenly felt a little tightness in his chest at this time. Before, he had tens of thousands of troops, outnumbered Li Zicheng, and had the title of "Breaking General", and felt that he was on par with Li Zicheng, but in less than half an hour, his mentality turned around. He realized that compared to Li Zicheng, he was still too far behind, and there were still too many shortcomings. To make up for these shortcomings, relying only on the momentary momentum will not help at all. Could it be that this merger into Sichuan is a good opportunity for God to let Zhao Dangshi know himself clearly, observe and learn?

For these, Zhao Dangshi can't say. Once a person is stagnant, he is prone to fall into self-indulgence, and the negative effects brought about are enough to cause people to fall and perish. At least now, he has pressure again and the motivation to pursue a deeper self.

Under the city of Guangyuan, where artillery fire was in the sky and arrows were raining down, countless soldiers were stuck together. The officers and soldiers and the second battalion knew that this was a critical moment in a decisive battle. The heart-pounding drum beat also seemed to never stop, urging the soldiers to continue to sacrifice their lives and die to do their best. This kind of stalemate is not so much about killing each other, but rather waiting for the moment when the other can't hold on.

It depends on which party's will can hold this breath to the end.

A few gusts of cold wind swept across Zhao Dangshi's face, and the raindrops falling from the dark sky slowly became heavier. He took a deep breath, looked at the roaring battlefield, and was silent. Li Zicheng said: "If it rains heavily, it may be unfavorable to our army." After speaking, he turned to look at Zhao Dangshi meaningfully.

Before Zhao Dangshi could speak, thunder roared at the edge of the sky, and he was secretly anxious in his heart whether today's war would fall short like this, but his face tried his best to suppress it, not wanting to show the slightest gaffe in front of Li Zicheng.

The same thunder was heard in the ears of Qin Yong, who was fighting bloodily. He is located in the core of the entire battlefield, and he is now a bloody man. There was blood in every corner of the body, and the mouth was full of blood. He felt his strength slowly draining from his body, and in despair, he let out a beast-like wail, and at the same time squeezed out what little strength he had left, and swung up a waist knife that had already been missing countless times.

"Kill, kill, kill!" He fought frantically, with blades like frost around him, as if he were full of enemies, not a single friendly army.

"It's going to rain." A few bits of rain hit his eyelashes that had been congealed by blood clots from the gap and flowed down to his nose, making his blood boil and he rarely felt a little cold. He was a little sad, not because all the vanguards under his command were dead, nor because he was willing to die in the array, he was sad, his own efforts, in the end, I am afraid that he would not be able to contribute to Zhao Ying's capture of Guangyuan.

It is true that he is now besieged by countless officers and soldiers. It was only because he was fighting to the death that the officers and soldiers did not take the risk to kill him because of the cost.

"Kill, kill!" He kept shouting loudly, even at this moment, no one responded. But as soon as the word "kill" comes into his ears, his whole person will suddenly be excited.

Finally, Qin Yong, who was exhausted, stabbed countless knives and spears into his body. He was so exhausted that he didn't even feel a trace of pain.

"Ugh." He sighed, as if sighing infinite sorrow and loss, sadness and melancholy. However, just as he was about to close his eyes, a crisp sound suddenly hit his ears.

Is this the sound of Mingjin?

Qin Yong didn't have time to think about it, and the endless darkness completely swallowed him.