"Pay attention to maintaining the formation, advance at a medium speed...... The grassroots officers of Li Jiajun shouted in a deep voice and ordered their subordinates not to be impatient, to walk steadily, and to move against cavalry, the core of which is a tight formation.

Zhi Congruan aimed at the various dark pits that were thrown behind the Li Jiajun's forward steps, and rejected the horse gun formation, and couldn't help but gasp several times, "Ah, what a ruthless trap......

The trap is very beautiful, but the comprehensive defeat of the Khitans in the first wave caused Li Zhongyi to reserve an important backhand, but it became an idle move, which was unexpected.

Because of the orderly pressing of the Li Jiajun, Yeluao was able to free up his hands to organize a big counterattack.

In fact, Yeluao still has a choice, turning the horse's head to attack is already the end of the crossbow.

However, Yeluao subconsciously ignored this easiest option to get out, and like a hungry wolf, he fiercely killed Li Zhongyi's Chinese army.

Li Zhongyi sat firmly on the back of the "bloody killing", and under the strict protection of the tooth soldiers, he followed the sound of the military drums of the advance of the large army, all the way forward.

"Master, the slave family does not allow you to get too close to the enemy army." The heavily armed Zhu Niang, holding a bow in her left hand and an arrow in her right hand, stared at Li Zhongyi with extreme vigilance.

Li Zhongyi smiled slightly, grabbed Zhu Niang's wrist, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Even if you are a husband to bully you all the time, it is impossible to take risks lightly, and the lady should relax." ”

Zhu Niang's face was flushed, and she shook off Li Zhongyi's claws with hatred, deliberately turned her back, and never looked at him again.

Teaseing his own woman is just a little seasoning before the war, Li Zhongyi understands it in his heart. The small action of frequently stroking the handle of the knife just now must have been observed by Zhu Niang.

Don't look at Zhu Niang, who has been unable to form an army between the beds. However, Li Zhongyi knows the true details of his own woman.

Originally. Under the city of Fuzhou, Zhu Niang, who has been following around the folded flowers, is simply a murderous demon: there are more than a dozen Jinyang generals who died under her knife.

"Kill ......"

"Zaiguang South Barbarian ......"

"Chop the dwarfs ......"

Yeluao's old subordinates, after all, are the palace division army, one of the most elite troops of the Great Khitan Kingdom, and these people have never lost when they fight against the army of the Han people in the Central Plains.

Moving from victory to victory will inevitably bring invisible and tangible, but real psychological advantages. Yeluao took advantage of the subtleties of his subordinates' extreme contempt for the Han people in the south, and re-invigorated the morale of the decisive death.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

This truth is not only understood by Li Zhongyi, but also by Yeluao. Due to the significant reduction of the encirclement of the Li family's army, Yeluao had no choice but to simply smash out the capital at hand.

If this battle is won, it will be Yelu Ao's understanding of the military strength of the Great Zhou. In the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Southern Barbarians, there must be no opponent who can fight again.

"Kill, kill, kill...... They're all killed. Fight the grass valley, divide the Han women's ......" Yelu Ao waved the steel knife in his hand, and kept shouting what his subordinates liked to hear.

As the elite army of the Great Khitan State. Over the years, Jeruo's subordinates. is not less involved in the grass valley.

Many Khitans who went south with the army only needed to fight the larger grass valley once. will become rich overnight, not only with herds of cattle and sheep, but also with a few beautiful Han girls for them to vent their pleasures.

The sound of the snare drum of "Dong Dong Dong ......" and the horn of "Woo Woo Woo ......" sounded for a long time, along with the firm advance of Li Jiajun, Yelu Ao has also completed a new combat layout.

After rectifying the rout, Yeluao changed his tactics, in addition to sending to contain the 3,000 cavalry who were quite brave, he concentrated the remaining about 10,000 soldiers and horses on the line facing Li Zhongyi's army.

Just now, the reason for the failure of the first wave of charges, Yelu Ao made a summary: he was too careless, and he was too contemptuous of the southern barbarians, he didn't even raise his shield, and he rushed over so blindly. As a result, the first wave of elite cavalry of more than 2,000 people was sacrificed in vain.

Now, Yeluao has learned the bitter lesson of the last defeat and concentrated his superior cavalry, intending to crush Li Zhongyi's Chinese army in one fell swoop.

"The physical strength of the southern barbarian is limited, and it is impossible to draw the bow more than ten times at most, as long as he resists, he can turn defeat into victory." This is actually a true portrayal of Jeryo's heart.

Although Zhe Congruan is old, due to his years of hard work, his physical fitness is only better than Li Zhongyi, and it is impossible to be worse than him.

After the Li Jiajun defeated the Khitans and won the first battle, they fell back to the side of Zheyunshui from Ruan's thoughts.

Just now, the frenzied attack of the Khitans was vividly remembered by Ruan Li, and the shock in his heart was great.

Yelu Ao's current outpouring of the nest seems to be amazingly powerful, but Zhicongruan breathed a long sigh of relief, if the Khitans turned around and rushed to the Zhejia army that had been fighting for a long time, Zhiyunshui would probably not be able to hold on.

The horsepower is limited, in order to preserve the physical strength of the war horse, Yeluao shouted loudly in his mouth, in fact, he was not carried away by hatred, and has been secretly pressing the horse's speed and accumulating horsepower.

The Li family's army copied over in two loaves, although it was not a rapid march, the distance relative to the Khitans was rapidly shortened.

Soon, Yeluao led the team of men and horses into the normal rush of the range, he raised his right hand, waved down violently, and roared: "The horse steps on the southern barbarian......"

"Horse Ta Nan Barbarian......" Yelu Ao led by example, rushed to the forefront, the power of the example is infinite, the Khitan people held a shield in their left hand, raised a knife in their right hand, and viciously pounced on Li Zhongyi's position.

"Uh-huh, that's a good time." Li Zhongyi smiled coldly, and according to the speed of the Khitans' impact, he decisively ordered, "The grenadiers step forward, and the crossbowmen prepare for a five-stage attack." ”

The Khitan attack, this time, the formation was obviously much thicker, and it was menacing, Li Zhongyi didn't want to capsize in the gutter, so he deliberately put the grenadiers throwing "cocktails" to the front.

The experience of fighting in the large corps, Li Jiajun has basically possessed, but this is the first time that he has encountered a frontal charge of more than 10,000 cavalry.

After entering the 150 zhang speed charge area, Yelu Ao did not hesitate to issue a military order for a general attack, "kill ......"

"Kill ......"

"Whew......"

The Khitans who were like the tide of "Horse Tampon Southern Barbarian ......" waved the war knife in their hands, howled hoarsely, and pounced in front of Li Zhongyi's formation.

"Stop advancing, grenadiers ready...... ......Li Zhongyi's military orders were issued one after another, and the excellent grass-roots officer corps that had been trained for a long time did not drop the chain at the critical moment, and meticulously commanded and dispatched his subordinates to firmly implement every military order handed down by the commander.

......With the sound of the military trumpet, the clay pots filled with "cocktails" rose into the air and then smashed down on the ground about 100 paces in front of the infantry formation, making a crisp cracking sound.

The sky suddenly darkened, Yelu Ao held a shield in his left hand, and subconsciously protected his entire body, the crossbow of the Southern Barbarian was powerful, he had seen it a long time ago.

Yelu Ao had reason to believe that as long as he withstood the bow and crossbow shots of the Southern Barbarians, let his elite palace divide his army, and kill into Li Zhongyi's infantry array, the battle would be declared victorious.

Even if he didn't control the reins of the horse with both hands, Yeluao could drive the horse under his crotch to the right direction with just two legs.

Speed up, speed up, sprint, sprint again, the Khitan cavalry of the brigade was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and pounced extremely fiercely into the strike range of the Li family's crossbow.

However, to Yeluao's surprise, the expected rain of arrows did not come as expected, and his attack was not attacked in any way.

"What's going on?" Yelu Ao muttered in his heart, could it be that the southern barbarians were afraid?

It's impossible, the Southern Barbarian has not been revealed, but he occupies an advantageous position, and he didn't turn around and run away, so he won't lose his fighting spirit so easily, right?

Limited by his previous combat experience, Yeluao chose to believe in the army of the Southern Barbarians, and it is likely that there will be unknown changes.

This is not Yeluao's fault, he has never seen many epoch-making new weapons in the hands of Li Jiajun.

The times are different, the weapons are different, and the army faced is even more different, Yelu Ao still commands the battle according to the old experience, and has lost three points without fighting.

"Bang......" a clay pot smashed on the shield of the first Khitan warrior, he thought it was a crossbow at first, but then he felt that something was wrong, and the sound of the crossbow piercing into the shield should be a crisp "ding" sound.

The next moment, the Khitan warrior noticed that liquid was quickly flowing down his shield, soaking his robes.

"Ah......" The sudden sharp burning pain in his thigh forced the Khitan warrior to subconsciously throw the shield in his hand.

"Ah......" The Khitan warrior blinked his eyes, but he saw the flames of the male suddenly rising, not only igniting the mane of the war horse under his crotch, but also burning the war armor on his body from between his legs.

The extreme pain of "Boom ......" stimulated the instinct of the Khitan warrior, and he fell off his horse, and then he was trampled into a pulp by his own robed war horse.

The same tragic story was constantly staged in the Khitan charging cluster, and the Khitan warriors who were on fire continued to dismount one after another, and were trampled by the war horses of their compatriots in an instant.

At first, the area of the fire head was not large, but with the Khitan people who rushed into the range of the "cocktail" strike, the number increased rapidly, and the scattered fire heads finally burned into a sea of fire.

"Crossbowman, five-stage shot." Although the rain was much lighter, the bowstrings of the Khitans were still unavailable, and Li Zhongyi, with the idea of taking advantage of nothing, put the Khitans in a closer range, and then issued a further strike order.

"Whoosh ......" The continuous rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun, like a violent storm, fiercely pierced into the Khitan cavalry array in the most protruding front, and wiped out the tip of the Khitan arrow array that the Khitan was best at!

"Nourish...... It's so powerful......" Although Zhi Congruan had seen the power of Li Jiajun's "cocktail", he still felt his heart shake.

"With this iron army and this divine weapon, why worry that the world is not at your fingertips?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up and let out a long sigh, "Hmph, who will dare to say strange things in private at home in the future?" ”

PS: At least one more today. (To be continued.) )