Yang Qiu finally chose to give up Yan Xing, and all eight of them tacitly led the army to abandon Yan Xing's army that was caught in the melee, and directly rushed to the more than 10,000 troops of Wei Yan who were blocked at the mouth of the valley.

At this time, Yan Xing, who was in trouble, and Wei Yan, who was abusive and happy, did not notice the movements of these people at all. Yan Xing was anxious, gritted his teeth and held on, relying on the soldiers around him to block and fight and retreat. And Wei Yan didn't panic at all, and chased and killed unhurriedly.

Tai Shici, who was located in the rear of the army, quickly discovered this scene, but the power of the Nanban army under his command was far inferior to that of the cavalry, and he couldn't catch up with it at all.

"Wen Chang! Solve it quickly, the other party's army is about to run away! Tai Shici was anxious and directly gave up the army, led the pro-army camp to kill, and shouted in the air.

"What?" Wei Yan, who was killing Xing, was stunned when he heard this, and then slashed Yan Xing to the ground with another knife, raised his head and glanced back. Sure enough, tens of thousands of cavalry had already broken through this melee area. Run to the defenders at the mouth of the valley.

"Damn it!" Wei Yan was secretly angry in his heart, turned his head, never left his hand again, and used all his strength to kill Yan Xing. The big knife in his hand was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes extremely sharp, sometimes heavy as Mount Tai, all kinds of changes, and beckoned towards Yan Xing.

The spear in Yan Xing's hand danced rapidly, blocking the weak point of Wei Yan's broadsword, and defending with all his might, without the slightest intention of attacking.

Wei Yan's sword technique is different from Guan Yu, Guan Yu is completely a sword stream of spirit and spirit, and most generals can't carry his first sword, but after the first sword, he will be weak. And although Wei Yan's sword momentum is not as "powerful" as Guan Yu's, it is strong and endless. He is well versed in the art of war, the way of the wind and volcanic forest, and the knife technique is also both rapid and fierce, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and it is difficult to guess and guard against dancing.

"Die!" Wei Yan, who was constantly swinging the big knife rapidly, suddenly turned the big knife in his hand into a thick and heavy one, and slashed towards Yan Xing with the momentum of splitting Huashan. Yan Xing's spear had just touched Wei Yan's broadsword, and a huge force was transmitted in an instant, Yan Xing did not panic at all, and while enduring the pain in his arms, he used his strength to retreat, escaped from Wei Yan's attack range, and then quickly disappeared into the soldiers in the rear.

Seeing this, Wei Yan rode his horse and chased after him without hesitation. The surrounding Xiliang soldiers raised their spears and stabbed Wei Yan fearlessly, Wei Yan was furious in his heart: "Get out of the way!" ”

The broadsword in his hand swept horizontally, directly cutting off these spears, and also cutting down the enemy troops in the fan-shaped area to the ground. However, being in such a gear by these people, his speed also slowed down, and Yan Xing ran forward for another distance.

In this way, by borrowing his own soldiers to resist Wei Yan's attack, Yan Xing did not fall into danger at all under Wei Yan's frenzied pursuit. After the initial period of panic, Wei Yan's sword skills and strength Yan Xing probably knew in his heart, so it was much easier to deal with. Therefore, although Wei Yan was in a hurry to attack with all his strength at this time, Yan Xing was still able to barely block it, and the two sides continued to stalemate.

Wei Yan and Yan Xing continued the game of cat and mouse, but Yang Qiu's more than 10,000 iron horsemen had already formed a formation and rushed to the mouth of the valley.

"Kill!"

Without Wei Yan, the tiger, Yang Qiu, the eight second-rate level monkeys, would dominate at this time, and these eight people took the lead, each leading more than a thousand elite horsemen to stab at the army behind Wei Yan.

However, Wei Yan's army was not weak. Jiangdong soldiers are by no means only dependent on equipment and numbers to win, they themselves are the elite that Yuan Shu has worked hard to cultivate.

Yuan Shu's monarch talent will slowly improve the qualifications of the people under his command, and with such an upgrade station as Yizhou, the number of second- and third-rate generals accumulated in Jiangdong in the past few years is really amazing. The 100 generals under his command are basically all third-rate generals or above, and the 1,000-person generals are quasi-second-rate generals The bottom line is the bottom line, and there are quite a few second-rate generals.

Under other princes, generally speaking, a third-rate general is enough to master a thousand troops, a quasi-second-rate general can be a single general, and like a second-rate general, it is enough to lead ten thousand troops as a miscellaneous general. It can be seen that the elite of the soldiers in Yuan Shu's army has slowly thrown off the other princes by a grade silently. And as time goes by, the gap between the two sides will only get bigger and bigger, and it has to be said that Yuan Shu's monarch talent is stronger than that of Yuan Shao and Cao Cao.

Yuan Shao's monarchial talent is to increase the number of soldiers under his command, which seems to be on par with Yuan Shu, but one is more important than quantity and the other is quality. But in reality, the increase in the combat power of the non-commissioned soldiers can be endless and there is no burden, but the increase in the number of non-commissioned soldiers will not only increase the logistical pressure, but also reduce the control of the army. The soldiers are not expensive, and Yuan Shu's monarchical talent is much stronger than Yuan Shao's.

The overall quality of the Xiliang soldiers is still in the upper reaches of the world, but it is still a little worse than the soldiers under Yuan Shu. Despite the help of Ma Shi, the situation imagined by Yang Qiu and others did not appear at all.

The 10,000 troops left by Wei Yan formed a dense fish-scale formation at the mouth of the valley, and under the command of the general, the shield soldiers and spearmen were in front, the sword soldiers were in the center, and the crossbowmen were behind, and the formation was quickly arranged.

Yang Qiu and the others were surprised and uneasy in their hearts, but they also aroused their bloodiness and rushed over without fear. Although he was defeated by Tai Shi Ci, Yang Qiu did not believe that this group of foot soldiers could block his frontal charge like the group of "iron men" under Tai Shi Ci. Xiliang soldiers kept screaming, urging the horses under their crotch to rush up.

The eight cavalry of Yang Qiu and the others were neatly arranged in two columns, forming a simple cone. At the same time, the clouds on the thousands of iron horsemen led by the eight people slowly condensed together, and continued to roll and skyrocket. Although the eight strong generals under Han Sui usually lead their own troops, they are the strongest when they gather together.

In the face of the charge of Yang Qiu and others, Taniguchi's army was not afraid at all. With the same number, who have they, the Jiangdong elites, been afraid of? Even the Xiliang Iron Rider didn't think they would lose.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With the order of the partial general, the crossbowmen in the rear shot out the arrows that had already been loaded in their hands, and in an instant, the arrow rain continued to fall, and they shot fiercely at the Xiliang Iron Cavalry who was charging. Hundreds of Xiliang iron cavalry fell in the rain of arrows, and the momentum of the Xiliang army's charge was reduced.

"Rush! Rush up! Yang Qiu roared frantically. Charging into battle, there is no life or death, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, who has experienced a hundred battles, is determined, and in the face of the baptism of arrow rain, he only slowed down his pace a little, and once again accumulated momentum and rushed forward.