"Alahu Akbar!"

Ma Chao's 3,000 personal cavalry shouted religious slogans in unison, and then rushed out of their own formation on horseback and quickly rushed towards the rampant sentry of Li Xiaojun on the opposite side. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The horses' hooves rumbled, the flat-ended cavalry spears flashed with a dazzling cold light, and the three thousand rogue cavalry lined up in a dense formation, like a huge slaughtered beast, roared and rushed forward, as if they wanted to swallow the opposite Li Xiaojun rampantly.

Seeing that in the huge one-word army formation on the opposite side, a large force of cavalry on the left suddenly attacked quickly towards his own rampant sentry, Li Xiao's face was slightly stunned, and then, his face immediately showed a look of surprise and inexplicability.

Okay, this soldier was still thinking that he might have to fight hard with you thieves, but he didn't expect that you couldn't hold back first.

In this case, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!

A strong killing intent flashed from Li Xiao's eyes.

"All the Xuanhu heavy cavalry and escort team, immediately attack, and work with the rampant sentry to intercept the enemy cavalry!" Li Xiao quickly ordered.

"Order!"

"Order!"

Bao Zhao, the sentry commander of the Xuanhu Heavy Cavalry, and Li Haoran, the captain of the escort cavalry, let out a loud shout in unison, and then immediately rushed forward with the men and horses of the headquarters.

Now by Li Xiao's side, only a few cavalrymen who passed the flag were left.

When the Xuanhu heavy cavalry and the escort cavalry attacked together, Li Xiao immediately issued an order, and the whole army stopped advancing and set up a formation on the spot.

Subsequently, he urgently ordered the four spearmen in the rear of the left side to quickly withdraw from the formation and rush in front of the rampaging outpost to snipe the rogue cavalry who were delusionally trying to break the rampaging sentry.

Li Xiaojun's hard training in the past has played a good role here. With the banner moving, now on the left, all kinds of soldiers flexibly and quickly shifted alternately, when Ma Chao led 3,000 cavalry to rush to his own formation only more than 200 paces, 400 spearmen had already blocked in front of the rampant team, arranged in a double semicircle, like a hedgehog with open hyenas, so that the giant beast that pounced on him could not speak for a while.

Seeing this spearman who rushed out quickly and immediately put up a formation, Ma Chao, who was originally high-spirited and led three thousand cavalry to rush forward, suddenly changed his face.

Exercise! The Ming army that entered the dog reacted quickly!

Only a fool would let the cavalry crash into the spear-tip forest, and Ma Chao certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to do that.

His face suddenly showed a rather uncomfortable and awkward expression.

"The whole army quickly bypassed the Ming army's spear formation and charged its heavy infantry from behind!"

Ma Chao shouted hurriedly, and then took the lead in pulling the horse's head and leading the whole army to turn around from the other end.

It's just that the cavalry, which was originally marching at high speed and almost reaching the state of charging, was changed its route of travel in such a forceful way, and its speed suddenly decreased greatly, and a little chaos began to appear.

The embarrassment of the enemy cavalry was beginning to appear, but Li Xiao could see it clearly from the clairvoyant mirror.

"Hmph, it's not so easy to go around and charge our army on your back!"

A faint smile appeared on Li Xiao's face.

One after another, the banners were immediately sent, and the four hundred spearmen and the 560-strong marching team almost marched together and began to rush towards the rogue cavalry, which was readjusting the direction of travel.

At a distance of 200 paces, the rogue cavalry running on horseback and the infantry of Li Xiaojun's army who were striding forward collided fiercely almost instantly.

Nearly forty rampaging sentinels, when they were hit by the rushing rogue horses and flew up like pieces of paper, drew a long or short parabola in the air, and fell down screaming.

At this moment, the rampant sentry suffered heavy casualties.

At the same time, hundreds of 4-meter stainless steel spears stabbed fiercely, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, biting their prey fiercely.

The screams of more than 200 rogue cavalrymen mingled with the painful screams of their mounts, suppressing the screams of the wounded rampaging members.

Ma Chao's eyes were bloodshot, his handsome face was full of anger, and he saw with pain that these more than 200 elite cavalrymen were stabbed to death and wounded by those Ming army pikemen almost instantly, and even more so, even people and horses were stabbed through together, and human blood and horse blood soared wildly, extremely bloody and tragic.

The rogue cavalry, which had already slowed down a lot, had completely curbed the momentum of the attack at this time, and the remaining more than 2,700 cavalry and Li Xiaojun's spearmen and rampant troops were mixed up on the spot.

At this time, the rampant sentry that was hit by the rogue cavalry and suffered fifty or sixty casualties finally came to their senses, and these elite hoplites wearing three-layer armor and holding heavy weapons such as tiger knives, tiger spears, long-handled knives, and thick-backed military sickles began to wave their huge and heavy weapons one after another, leaping into the cavalry formation, slashing and killing, and avenging the dead and wounded rampaging sentinels.

They cut off the horse's head, stabbed the horse's body, and chopped off the horse's legs, and one after another the horse's flesh and blood flew sideways, and the rogue cavalry sitting on it was either stabbed to death and slashed, or overwhelmed by the heavy horse's body, or killed or maimed.

Ilgen Jueluo, who has been promoted to the fourth deputy commander of the sixth team of the rampant sentry. Chatta, like a mad beast, roared and rushed over, the heavy tiger sword was swung vigorously, a white light flashed, and the head of a rogue cavalryman, and the head of his mount, were struck by his powerful blow, and at the same time slashed away, and the headless horse carried the headless cavalry, and even ran a few steps before falling down.

Seeing that his elite cavalry suddenly fell into the predicament of fighting with the infantry, Ma Chao was so angry that his lips trembled and his face turned pale.

"The whole army listens to the order, our army has fallen into the enemy's tricks, and we must not fall in love with the battle, and immediately return to the main position with the master!"

Ma Chao neighed and shouted, and then took the lead in pulling out the horse's head, trying with great difficulty to find a way out of the two thousand cavalry who had shown a chaotic situation.

It's too late.

When the remnants of the rogue cavalry dodged the infantry attack of Li Xiao's army and were about to retreat to their own formation, a huge wedge-shaped battle formation composed of 780 Xuanhu heavy cavalry and more than 100 escort cavalry was already roaring.

These thick, well-armoured, heavily armored steel horsemen, like a thick and sharp black thorn, fiercely burst out of the chaotic rogue cavalry with sharp and swift speed, plowing a straight and wide bloody path.

Nearly 1,000 rogue cavalry were killed or wounded in the ferocious wedge-shaped assault of Li Xiaojun's cavalry.

At the moment when Li Xiaojun's cavalry rushed into battle, a big man with a thick beard on his face, a riding spear in his hand, stabbed Ma Chao's thigh fiercely, fortunately Ma Chao's martial arts were outstanding, and his hand quickly knocked away this ferocious blow.

This big man is Bao Zhao, the sentry commander of the Xuanhu Heavy Cavalry, who came out of the formation, looked back at Ma Chao, who was full of horror, and unconsciously showed a very regretful expression on his face.

The assault of Li Xiaojun's cavalry was too fierce and fierce, and the remaining more than 1,300 rogue cavalry were all stunned in place, as if they had not yet understood what was going on.

"Kill out, no matter what, you must rush back to the main formation!" Ma Chao shouted loudly, sobering up the remaining cavalry.

They let out strange screams, pulled their horses and turned in a dismay, and tried to rush back to their camp at once.

It's just that the rogue cavalry who fell into the three places of Li Xiaojun's cavalry, spearmen, and rampant sentry wanted to escape, how easy it was to escape!

The wedge-shaped battle formation of Li Xiaojun's cavalry, at this moment, turned around again and rushed towards the remnants of Ma Chao's cavalry, which only had more than 1,500 people left.

Because the impact distance was too short, this time Li Xiaojun's cavalry attacked, only killing more than a hundred celebrity cavalry, but failed to break through.

Bao Zhao's cavalry spear pierced the body of a rogue cavalryman, he didn't bother to pull it out, he let go directly, and then pulled out the snowy cavalry knife from his waist, connected and cut several rogue cavalrymen, and directly took the enemy general who was trapped in the formation and had the brightest and dazzling armor.

At this time, Ma Chao was fighting with Li Haoran, the captain of the escort cavalry, and it was difficult to separate.

"Thief, take your life!"

Bao Zhao shouted, and Xue Liang's riding knife swung down vigorously and slashed down from behind Ma Chao.

Hearing the roar of the knife behind him, Ma Chao hurriedly twisted his waist, narrowly dodging a stab from Li Haoran in front, and at the same time returned the gun, and the alder handle of Ma Chao's long spear was cut into two pieces by Bao Zhao.

"Poof!"

Ma Chao, who has extraordinary martial arts, was desperately blocking the front and back attacks of Li Haoran and Bao Zhao, but a vicious tiger spear suddenly stabbed from the side, piercing fiercely from the side of his white neck, and the sharp and thick tip of the spear came straight out from the other side of Ma Chao's neck.

The tiger spear that pierced Ma Chao's neck was immediately drawn out with a bang, and Ma Chao's neck immediately began to gush blood.

"Ebi Lun, you dog-inned tartar, you are very fast, and you even robbed me of the credit!"

Bao Zhao's laughter and scolding became the last sentence Ma Chao heard in this world.

He suddenly felt cold all over, and he seemed to have become very light all of a sudden, and he was slowly floating into the air unhindered, only the darkness that was getting thicker and thicker, completely enveloping his remnants of consciousness.

I don't know if the god he believes in will really accept the young and handsome Ma Chao, the soul full of unwillingness and regret.

Forehead Bilun, who withdrew the tiger spear, just smiled at Bao Zhao, and then slashed and slashed at the rogue cavalry next to him.

It's just that because the main general Ma Chao was killed, the remaining more than 1,000 rogue cavalry suddenly lost the courage and belief to fight, and immediately all collapsed, and they either fled in all directions, or abandoned their swords and dismounted and surrendered.

Killing the red-eyed Li Xiaojun, never giving them a chance to surrender, the spearmen, rampant sentinels, and cavalry swarmed up, killing almost all of them, only more than 200 rogue cavalry, who escaped alive and scattered.

At this point, Ma Chao's plate of 3,000 elite cavalry was completely wiped out, and Li Xiaojun's losses were 8 killed and 15 wounded by Xuanhu's heavy cavalry, 5 killed and 6 wounded by escort cavalry, 12 killed and 20 wounded by spearmen, 44 killed and 58 wounded on the sentry.

Except for the rampant outposts, which suffered large losses because of the key attack targets of the rogue cavalry, the losses of the rest of the troops were extremely slight.

When Ma Chao's cavalry had all been wiped out and Li Xiao's army formation returned to normal, the rogue army on the opposite side had already rushed over with a shout, and it was only a hundred steps away from Li Xiao's army who were waiting in battle.

It's just that Ma Shoucheng, the general of the Liukou army, has a gray and frightened face.

He kept his mouth tense and his eyes blank, as if he had not yet woken up from Ma Chao's sudden death.

In fact, as early as when he saw Ma Chao not listening to the command and leading the cavalry to charge into battle, Ma Shoucheng's heart suddenly trembled violently, and an extremely bad premonition hit his heart.

Sure enough, he saw from a distance that Ma Chao's cavalry was quickly entangled and surrounded by Li Xiaojun, and fell into a bitter battle.

Ma Shoucheng sighed, scolded the damn Ma Chao ten thousand times in his heart, but had to wipe his ass immediately.

So, he immediately ordered the whole army to attack immediately, hoping to extricate Ma Chao from the predicament as soon as possible.

This time, the attack and defense of the enemy and us suddenly changed momentum, and Li Xiaojun, who originally had to attack forward, can now wait for the army of Liukou to attack.

It's just that when the rogues who rushed forward desperately came to Li Xiaojun's formation less than a hundred paces in front of them, Ma Chao's 3,000 cavalry had completely collapsed, and Ma Shoucheng's plan to rescue Ma Chao came to naught.

He saw from a distance that under the setting sun, the nephew with bright armor and vigorous posture was surrounded by enemy troops on all sides, and he rushed left and right to kill, and was finally pierced through the neck by a vicious tiger spear.

Seeing Ma Chao in the distance, he fell from the horse silently, and two words popped out of Ma Shoucheng's mind, it's over.

He instantly thought in horror that this only son, whom his younger brother loved like a treasure, had now died in the ranks of his own army, so no matter how self-inflicted his death was, he, as a leading general, had a great responsibility that could not be shirked.

When I go back, my younger brother Ma Shouying will kill me, right?

Ma Shoucheng doesn't think that his younger brother, who kills people without blinking, will let himself go because of family affection when he loses his beloved son.

Thinking of this, the hatred and remorse in Ma Shoucheng's heart were incomprehensible, and he knew that the only way to get rid of it now was to completely defeat this force that came to aid the Ming army, and dedicate the head of the Ming army commander to his younger brother Ma Shouying, and maybe he could ask for his forgiveness.

"Bang bang 。。。。。"

A slight sound of slapping from the opposite side brought Ma Shoucheng back to his senses from his confused thoughts.

He saw that after the sound of the gun, more than 30 infantry from the headquarters who were attacking the front screamed and fell to the ground on their backs, and then they were trampled into meat cakes by their own soldiers who rushed up from behind.

"The enemy has few guns, just rush forward as soon as possible!"

Ma Shoucheng quickly saw that among the Ming army opposite, there were only forty or fifty fighters, which was a small loss to the more than 10,000 rogue infantry.

When the rogue infantry heard the shouts of the commander, they let out another shout in unison, and quickened their pace of rushing forward.

The Ming army's musketeers, when the Liukou soldiers rushed to their own formation, released it again, causing more than 30 Liukou casualties, and immediately retreated to the rear of the formation.

The rogue infantry who rushed forward in great strides and Li Xiaojun's gun and shield battle formation, who were waiting for the battle, were immediately strangled together.

Seeing that his own infantry was finally twisted together with Li Xiaojun's infantry, Ma Shoucheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the relaxed expression on his face began to become more and more nervous as time went by.

He saw that Li Xiaojun's gun and shield battle array on the opposite side was like a strict and orderly, efficient and powerful killing machine, with a 4-meter stainless steel spear, stabbing the rogue infantry who came from the ring one by one. The dead or wounded soldiers of their own army were cascading along the lower end of Li Xiaojun's neat row of spiked shields.

And their own soldiers, obviously not suitable for such a machine-like Ming army battle formation, they carefully dodged those 4-meter stainless steel spears that stabbed like poisonous snakes, and at the same time had to seize the gap to counterattack, so as not to be embarrassed.

Ma Shoucheng was saddened to see that as soon as the battle began, the battle death exchange ratio between the rogue infantry and Li Xiaojun reached the level of 5 to 1!

This Ming army, which is of unknown origin, is so strong in combat power!

Fortunately, the troops sent by the Lao Hui Department this time are all elite, and because of the religious brainwashing factor, the soldiers are not afraid of death, so there is no obvious loosening and scattering in the entire formation.

"Bag clip over! Attack the flanks of the Ming army! ”

Seeing that his own soldiers, in the case of absolute superiority in troops, were still at such a disadvantage, Ma Shoucheng was anxious and roared.

After receiving the order, the rogue infantry immediately began to change their formation, and the rogue infantry on both sides attacked the left and right sides of Li Xiaojun almost simultaneously.

It's just that they want to attack the flank of Li Xiaojun's spear and shield battle array, but it is not so easy.

Because, on the left, there is a horizontal sentry team that can almost be ten like mecha monsters, wielding all kinds of heavy weapons, blocking and slashing to the death. On the right, there are 2,000 armored cavalry from the Zu Dale Division, constantly rushing at the rogue infantry who want to outflank them, causing them to disorganize their formation.

The remnant sun was like blood, the evening breeze was bleak, and on the vast wilderness, the enemy and us fought desperately, the sound of swords slashing each other, the dull popping sound of spears shooting into the human body, and the screams of the dead and wounded soldiers, stretched and intertwined.

The red blood of the two sides merged and covered the parched earth of the north, making the ground of the entire battlefield begin to become wet and sticky.

For a time, Li Xiaojun and Liukou fought into a stalemate.

What Ma Shoucheng didn't expect was that not long after he gave the order to outflank, Li Xiaojun's Xuanhu heavy cavalry and escort team of 890 people on the left, and 800 flying harriers on the right side, almost at the same time, from the left and right sides, rushed towards Ma Shoucheng and his 1,500 personal cavalry, and rushed towards him!

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