The charge began.

The man leading the troops stood on a high place, and with a wave of the blade in his hand, dozens of cowhide drums suddenly sounded.

Two or three thousand men, well organized, shield men in front, archers hiding behind, cats bent on their waists, aiming at the top of the hill between the dense shields, ready to shoot the deadly rain of arrows at any moment.

The infantry followed behind the archers, shields in one hand and spears in the other, always on the lookout for the cold arrows of the steppe people on the hilltops.

The terrain of Yehu Ridge is not suitable for chariot charges, so those chariots can only put up a posture at the bottom of the mountain to guard against the grassland people outside the encirclement as a peripheral protection for everyone.

The cavalry followed the rear of the infantry, ready to charge at any moment.

For a time, the yellow dust on the Wild Fox Ridge covered the sun, people roared and neighed, and hundreds of flags of various shapes and colors waved non-stop.

The sky that was originally shining with the sun was obscured by the yellow dust and mist, and the sky suddenly darkened, and when I looked up at the sky, the sun turned earthy yellow, round and big, like a big lump of cow dung.

Two thousand steps.

A thousand steps.

Eight hundred steps.

The farther to the top of the hill, the denser the formation became, and the array passage that had been reserved for the cavalry slowly squeezed out.

When the encirclement approached 500 paces, it could only be crowded with people, and the shields were crowded with shields, densely packed, as if not a single scoop of water could be poured into it.

Because, as agreed before, the five hundred war horses were divided according to the number of steppe people to be exterminated, so everyone rushed forward one after another, striving to rush to the top of the mountain first and kill those miscellaneous people from the grassland.

When they approached the top of the mountain more than 300 paces, the competition between Wang Huzi's people, the army of Yan, the army of Jin and the army of Zhongshan entered a white heat, and contradictions began to erupt.

The soldiers of the various forces formed five or six phalanxes, and charged quickly, which was bound to squeeze the people of the other phalanxes away.

But at present, the commanders sit on the back of the horses and supervise, and none of the soldiers dare to slack off, so they can only desperately squeeze forward, not giving in to each other.

"The Dayan soldiers obeyed the order, advanced at full speed, and were the first to rush up, tear up those prairie dogs, and each of them will be rewarded with a tael!" The person who led the troops of the Yan Kingdom was the white old monster, his voice was already loud, and he used the power of cultivation to shout, even in the chaos of the army, it was clear to the ears and shocking.

The soldiers of the Yan State shouted, their spirits were lifted, they roared angrily, waved the shields and spears in their hands, squeezed the soldiers of the other vassal states around them to the side, and rushed forward dozens of steps.

"Brothers, don't let these self-righteous bastards see our jokes, go all out, rush to the top of the mountain, and kill the prairie people!" Yan Lao Er rode on his horse and roared loudly, encouraging Wang Huzi's men to charge hard.

In terms of numbers, Wangbeard's men were the most advantageous, and this kind of mountain charge, in addition to advancing in formation, was also extremely testing the personal physique of the soldiers.

Most of Wang Huzi's people were born as bandits, and all of them were good at the rivers and lakes, so they naturally had an advantage in physique.

Therefore, as soon as they exerted their strength, they squeezed the soldiers of Zhongshan State of the Jin State, which was closest to their phalanx, and before they could start fighting, they collapsed.

Seeing that those bandits rushed in front of him, shouted and chased forward, but they were no longer able to squeeze in front.

When approaching the top of the mountain for nearly two hundred steps, people were crowded and crowded, and two or three thousand people were in a mess.

Many people's shields were squeezed off, and many people were squeezed to the ground, staggering to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were trampled into flesh by the feet swarming from behind, and they only had time to let out half a curse.

"Throw away the shields and the useless ones and press forward! Come on! As soon as the white old monster jumped onto the horse, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he shouted violently.

The squeezed soldiers suddenly came to their senses, threw away their shields, and pounced on them with a scream.

The cavalry, shield bearers, and archers were in a mess, and many of the archers' quivers were squeezed out, and they subconsciously clenched a bowstring and rushed forward waving it.

One hundred and eighty steps.

One hundred and fifty steps.

People rushed forward like crazy, not even noticing that the upper and lower lids had been quietly opened on top of those behemoths.

There was a "buzz" sound, and the first row of powerful crossbows burst out.

The dense arrows swept down a large area in an instant.

Because it is three layers above and below, coupled with the condescending position, the crossbow machines hidden on those big ox carts can cover a large circle of twenty or thirty steps.

The steppe people were too ruthless, the arrows fired by their first row of crossbows were still in the air, and with a soft "click", the crossbows that had readjusted their direction burst out with a second row of arrows.

The people of the king's beard, the people of the alliance of the vassal states, just let out a miserable howl, and then they were drowned out by the miserable howls of others.

The crossbow machine is powerful, and the arrows are long and thick, killing with one arrow.

In a breath, this weapon invented by the farming tribesmen against the steppe people cost hundreds of dogs.

Before they could understand what was happening, many of them were charging forward in a daze when they were knocked to the ground by a powerful rain of arrows.

The biggest feature of this crossbow machine designed by Guo Yang is that it is densely bursting, and it is directly slaughtered among the soldiers who swarm and have no defense.

There was a brief cold scene on the battlefield.

Because, in the sound of war drums, the miserable howls one by one did not have time to be heard clearly, and those dense arrows fell on the heads, faces and bodies of the people behind, directly interrupting their doubts.

Some people were lucky that in the dense rain of arrows, the people in front blocked the fatal arrows, and it looked a little strange to stand in the middle of a large group of companions who were shot down in an instant.

They looked at their companions who had been shot into hedgehogs in disbelief, and for a moment they couldn't react to what had happened.

Someone reached out and scratched the back of their head, and was knocked over by an arrow that burst from behind.

The cavalry, who were at the back of the ranks, did not survive either. Because, the crossbow machine on the big ox cart, the top layer, is specially used to shoot cavalry, the shaft of the arrow is thicker than the thumb, five or six feet, it is simply a small javelin.

This special arrow, supported by the strong power of the crossbow machine, burst out with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and swept down one by one like a rainstorm and horses.

Some of the arrows, which pierced directly through the cowhide armor of those cavalrymen, left a large hole in the bodies of those people, went out from the other side of the body, and flew out a dozen steps without abating, before falling to the ground.

The horses, too, raised their front hooves with a scream of mighty arrows, neighed, and tumbled to the ground, kicking upwards with all four kicks, pitifully and feebly kicking the sky.

……

In less than thirty breaths, the people with the king's beard, the people of the vassal states, were killed, and on the Wild Fox Ridge, the corpses of hedgehog-like soldiers were spread in a large circle.

Fortunately, the yellow mud on the Wild Fox Ridge was dry, and as soon as the blood flowed out of those people, it quickly seeped into the soil, and there was no spectacular scene of blood flowing into a river.

But in that whole area, the originally dry mud turned into mudflats, and some of the survivors crawled down the hill with rolling belts, and in the mud mixed with blood, the soles of their feet were slippery, and it was difficult to walk an inch.

Two or three thousand people, and in the blink of an eye, there were less than four or five hundred people left, and this result made Bai Laowei, Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi, Jin Gouzi and others who had long fallen behind the team frightened.

"Fucking madman, madman!" The corners of the white monster's eyes twitched, and his face was afraid.

He put himself in his shoes, even if he had rough skin and thick flesh and a powerful cultivation technique, in that strong and dense rain of arrows, he would definitely not have any good fruit to eat, and if he didn't pay attention, he might be shot into a hedgehog.

Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi and others also turned green.

……

Hundreds of survivors climbed down the Wild Fox Ridge with rolling belts, and finally reached the foot of the mountain, where they had already softened into puddles of mud and lay on the ground and shed their human form.

When they looked back, the yellow dust and fog were slowly dissipating in the sky above Yehu Ridge, and a bright sun was hanging high in the sky, as if they were also a little dazed.

The steppe people who were hiding in the big monsters didn't chase down, they seemed to be in a good mood, got out of those big monsters, and began to be busy burying the pot and cooking.

Cattle and sheep were slaughtered, a bag of naan wine was brought out, and a butt sat down to wipe their bows and arrows and knives.

Someone sang on the top of the mountain, but the long tune, desolate, and pathetic that no one could understand, spread far away to the foot of the mountain, making the hearts of those losers even more uncomfortable.

Two or three thousand people were beaten into cowards in the blink of an eye, and they lay on the ground one by one, without the courage to stand up.

Those who led the troops looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The original matter of searching for bags and things suddenly became like this, and those big and small officers were basically finished.

According to the laws and regulations of the Zhou people and the princes, if the enemy situation is unknown, and if the enemy advances lightly and suffers heavy losses, the person who leads the troops will be severely punished, and I am afraid that the beheading is the lightest.

"Damn, who said you want to rush to grab the first credit?" Someone began to react, the whole process seemed to have been calculated, and the culprits were the beasts who were yelling for everyone to rush forward.

"It was these bandits and Yan people who first proposed it!" Someone shouted.

"Bandits and despicable Yan people of Dog Day!" Quite a few people began to scold.

Once again, the scene was a mess.

"As far as Lao Tzu said, what's wrong? Into the thief's mother! The white monster suddenly appeared, and stood there majestically and shouted loudly.

Forced by his might, many people quietly lowered their heads, this guy with white eyebrows and white hair who looked like a fierce ancient ape was not easy to mess with at first glance, and no one dared to seek bad luck for himself.

"If you are a thief, you don't have the brains to complain? Look at how many of the warriors of our Yan Kingdom died? Dog offal! The white old monster looked sad and indignant, and he was about to burst into tears.

There are hundreds of people in Yan Kingdom, but now there are less than seventy or eighty people left, and almost all of them are injured, and when they heard their leader speak, they immediately became sad and angry, and glared at those people viciously.

"Damn, what kind of dog day said we were with the prairie people? Look at us, almost two thousand people, how many are left? Yan Lao Er lost no time in appearing, and he shouted loudly, as if he wanted to find out the culprit and eat it alive.

Compared with the people of the vassal states, there are still two or three hundred bandits left, accounting for the vast majority, and they are clamoring together at this time, but they are quite loud.

"What, trying to trouble us? You bandits are impatient! The white old monster sneered slightly, and stretched out his middle finger towards those people, making a very obscene movement.

"That is, you dare to make a big deal of nonsense because there are many people? A bunch of bandits! When the soldiers of the Yan State saw their commander appear, they all made a noise.

"Brothers, these dog thieves bully us and exploit us every day, and they are beaten into dogs and still shit here, killing them! It's a big deal that the brothers continue to be bandits, eating meat in large chunks and drinking wine in large bowls, we don't want this caravan! Hu Laosi also stood up, raised his arms, pulled out a knife, and easily split a Zhongshan officer standing beside him.

The scene was cold.

After two breaths, there was a sudden explosion.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of people who had just wandered around from the ghost gate suddenly drew their blades and pounced on each other.

People are red-eyed, and as long as they are not their own people, they will be killed.

Wang Huzi's people killed the soldiers of the Yan State, the soldiers of the Yan State killed the soldiers of the Jin State, and the number of soldiers in Zhongshan was the smallest, and there was no one left in the blink of an eye.

Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi and others are not as good as those regular soldiers on horseback, but their fists and feet have taken a big advantage, and they rush into the middle of those remnants of the defeated generals, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, cutting melons and chopping vegetables.

The white old monster was even more desperate, his body skyrocketed, and he directly used the cultivation technique, and a golden needle mixed with a flying knife and a flying fork suddenly exploded, killing seventy or eighty people with a king's beard in a blink of an eye.

He turned into a giant ape, his beard and hair were all open, and a piece of Yan army armor exploded into pieces, revealing a dazzling white hair, and a dodge rushed into the middle of the king's beard, punching and kicking, and the middle one was killed instantly.

In the blink of an eye, there were less than forty or fifty people left in Wangbeard's people.

Everyone was looking for an opponent to fight, and they didn't notice that from beginning to end, Bai Laowei, Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi and Jin Gouzi and other four people seemed to be avoiding each other and didn't look at each other at all.

Seeing that their own people on this side suddenly fought each other, those who stayed on the chariot were dumbfounded.

There were not many of them, and they were not good at hand-to-hand combat, so they couldn't help at all, and could only watch as the group of people who had just been beaten by the steppe people killed each other in a short time, and there were less than twenty or thirty people left.

After a few more breaths, there were only four people left, including Bai Laowei and Yan Laoer.

The four men were covered in blood and walked like ghosts, and they screamed and threw themselves at the chariots.

Before the people on the chariot could react, a dozen of them were hacked to death.

The four men snatched the chariot, turned around, and drove the chariot into the other chariots.

The white old monster shouted violently, like a flying white-haired monkey, and while firing a hidden weapon, he pounced on it, punched and kicked, and killed twenty or thirty soldiers on the chariot.

The chariot was originally used to show its power when the two armies were facing each other, and it could only show its power when advancing in formation, but in the face of a monster like the white old monster, it was like a waste.

Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi and others also shouted loudly, stabbing one by one, and killing twenty or thirty people in a blink of an eye.

Originally, the people of the vassal states brought a total of seventy or eighty chariots, each of which was equipped with three people, one with a shield to drive the chariot, one with a bow and arrow to shoot from a distance, and the other with a spear suitable for charging and killing. In front of these four wolf-like masters, they had no power to resist at all.

More than a dozen people on the chariot noticed that something was wrong, and a whip of the "horn" was whipped on the horse's hips, and they fled into the distance with the chariot.

At this moment, nearly a hundred steppe people appeared in the distance, and they rode their horses and galloped like arrows, and in a few breaths, they destroyed those who tried to escape.