Chapter 463: Inverted bead curtains

A spear stabbed at Fang Jie's chest, and holding the spear was a sturdy man who looked to be about thirty years old. The man was wearing armor and was clearly in the ranks of the rebels. The speed of the red horse was so fast that almost in the blink of an eye, the spear was in front of Fang Jie.

Fang Xie didn't even look at it, and turned a blind eye.

The unicorn stretched out his hand from the left side of Fang Xie and grabbed the head of the gun, and slammed it outwards between the electric light and flint, and the rebel general was actually picked up and thrown out by the unicorn, under the effect of inertia, he was carried by the speed of the war horse and rolled on the ground several times, and was just about to stand up, and the front hooves of the war horse that came up from behind slammed on his chest.

With a pop, his chest immediately collapsed into a deep pit. The broken rib was stabbed out of the back, facing the heart. Don't fall backwards, slamming the back of your head to the ground.

The cavalry of the Shanzi battalion swept over like the wind, and after waiting for the horses, only a puddle of black flesh was left on the ground.

The emptiness of the rebel camp was surprising, and more than a thousand cavalry from the Shanzi battalion rushed in with the stunned expressions of the remaining rebels. This is completely unexpected, obviously the Sui army has withdrawn, who would have thought that a cavalry would suddenly kill? In charge of commanding the rebels left behind was Zheng Duojin, a brave general under Meng Wansui. But this person is vulgar and drunk, he thought that there would be no accident in the camp, and he was drunk last night and has not woken up yet.

His own soldiers shouted and shook again to make this drunkard open his eyes, and Zheng Duojin was disturbed by his good dreams and immediately scolded.

"General, it's not good!"

The personal soldiers were kicked and hurt, but where could they take care of these: "The cavalry of the Sui army suddenly came in, and our people were unprepared and were about to break into the Chinese army!" ”

"What!"

This sentence scared Zheng Duojin's wine to wake up by seven points, and he grabbed the placket of his own soldier and pulled him over: "How many cavalry!" ”

"It doesn't look like there are many people, it should be less than 2,000 people. It's just that this cavalry came too suddenly, and our people couldn't catch it off guard, because last night ...... The general drank too much last night and forgot which battalion to arrange for the change of guards, but the soldiers on duty last night did not wait for the change of guard, and most of them fell asleep under fatigue, and the Sui cavalry rushed in from the main gate and set fire all the way. ”

"Rubbish!"

Zheng Duojin kicked the soldier out again: "The cavalry with less than 2,000 people can kill all the way to the Chinese army!" You waste, what use do I keep for you! ”

The pro-soldier endured the pain and persuaded: "General, please hurry up, the speed of the Sui cavalry is extremely fast, and it is not a love of fighting and killing, but it just rushes forward in one breath, and has already killed a pair of people in the front camp, if you don't organize manpower to defend, I'm afraid that you will break through the Chinese army!" ”

"Get my axe!"

Zheng Duojin put his boots on board and ran out without worrying about wearing armor. When I got outside, I looked at the camp in front of me, and I saw that the smoke was already rising, and I didn't know how many tents had been lit. The sound of shouting and killing can be heard, and it seems that the cavalry of the Sui army is indeed not far from the big tent of the Chinese army. Zheng Duojin was immediately shocked into a cold sweat, and his face instantly became ugly.

When Meng Wansui left the camp, he asked him to stick to the camp and not slack off. But he felt that since the Sui army was going to withdraw, how could he come to attack the camp, so he didn't care about Meng Wansui's explanation at all. In the two days that Meng Wansui left the camp, he was drunk every night, and he was awake for almost a few hours of the day.

The Sui army's light cavalry suddenly rushed in, and the first thing Zheng Duojin thought of was that if Meng Wansui knew about it, he was afraid that his head would not be saved.

"Where's the axe!"

He turned around and shouted, snatched his plate axe from the hands of his own soldiers, pulled a war horse and jumped up: "Blow the horn, let the people in the rear camp immediately assemble and support the Chinese army, the pikemen are in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, and the Pu knife hand is for Lao Tzu to rush forward." What about the cavalry, where the hell did the cavalry go?! ”

The pro-soldier was also angry in his heart, saying that you are drunk and unconscious, where are the people below to restrain you, and I don't know how many generals have drunk as you in the past two days. The cavalry battalion is in the rear camp, and those guys with low eyes and hands are afraid that they will not get up yet!

Zheng Duojin was shocked, scared and angry, and most of his drunkenness had gone. After he got on the war horse, he rushed forward with his own soldiers, gathering men and horses to follow him along the way, and when he saw the cavalry of the Sui army, thousands of people had gathered around him.

"Array array! Archers, all go up to Lao Tzu and release the arrows! ”

Zheng Duojin ordered loudly.

But before the archers could assemble and line up, the defeated soldiers in the large camp in front fled first. These routs had lost their courage, and they didn't even have weapons in their hands, so they just ran forward. Behind them, the cavalry of the Sui army drove the sheep like wolves, constantly forcing the rebels to retreat to the Chinese army.

"Control your speed and stick to the back of the rebel's ass and push forward!"

Fang Xie shouted loudly after splitting the back of the rebel in front of him with a sword, and as he controlled the speed of the red horse, the cavalry behind gradually slowed down. The cavalry drove the defeated rebels like sheep to charge the Chinese army, and Zheng Duojin's archers were all stunned, not knowing whether to release the arrows or not.

"Shoot!"

Zheng Duojin roared angrily: "Don't care about anything, release the arrows!" ”

At his urging, the archers of the rebels began to send feathered arrows out, and the rout of the front battalion was the first to bear the brout, and hundreds of men were immediately overturned. Unfortunately, there were too few archers who were hastily assembled to clear a barrier. Fang Xie let the cavalry of the Shanzi battalion follow behind the rebels, slashing the rebels' exposed backs with impunity.

"Chen Xiaoru, go back and see if Chen Dingnan has come up. Our forces are too thin, and if we rush forward, we will lose our efforts once we are entangled by the rebels! ”

"Whoa!"

Chen Xiaoru turned his horse and was about to go back, but when he turned around, he saw a black cavalry behind him rushing in like a tiger coming down the mountain, completely crushing the rebels who left the Shanzi battalion behind. Those cold cavalry in the Northern Liao region were like bloodthirsty beasts, and the knives immediately went crazy when they saw blood. The one-and-a-half-meter-long saber in their hands can easily split a person into two pieces, and at the absolute speed of the cold horse, they can reap a human life with a casual sword. It's obviously a light cavalry like the wind, but these men from the Northern Liao region actually killed the momentum of a heavy cavalry sweep!

Fang Xie saw Chen Dingnan rushing to the front with a lance, and his heart finally relaxed.

"Blow the horn, let Chen Dingnan take the Han cavalry to the left side, the defense of the rebels has been attracted by us, let him go over from the flank and crush the rebels' formation for me!"

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Chen Dingnan had never been so excited as he was today, and even before he stormed the rebel camp, he never thought that today's battle would go so smoothly. The cavalry of the Shanzi battalion had already torn a bloody hole in the rebel front camp, and the three thousand cold cavalry he brought rushed in, stretching the gap bigger and bigger like a wedge.

The longlance phoenix in his hand nodded, and each blow sent a rebel to hell. The horse lance made by Seiko is full of toughness, and the lance is bent after piercing the front chest of a rebel, although Chen Dingnan, who has studied hard since he was a child, rarely has this kind of opportunity to kill people in actual combat, but the moment the lance is sent out, the sense of familiarity spreads from the palm of his hand to the whole body. He subconsciously retracted his arms and sent forward, and after the mallet straightened, the corpse hanging on the lance immediately bounced out.

The corpse smashed the body of a rebel, and the rebel who didn't have time to stand up was swallowed up by the cold cavalry in an instant.

Hearing the sound of the horn from the Shanzi camp, Chen Dingnan, who was familiar with the orders of the Great Sui army, immediately turned his horse and rushed to the left. The cold cavalry that followed him was a skilled horseman, and after a beautiful arc, the team rolled forward in the direction of the rebel army. At this time, the defenses arranged by the rebels were all on the side of the mountain camp, and they were suddenly rushed into the flank by the cold cavalry, and they were immediately in chaos.

Zheng Duojin hastily organized a small number of people and horses, the cavalry of the rear camp did not come up, and it was so easy for the formed spear formation to change the direction, and before the formation could be changed, the cold cavalry crashed in from the side of the spear array.

In the past month, the rebels have fought with the Han cavalry of Wanyan Chongde, and in their opinion, those barbarians in the Northern Liao region are not people at all, but a group of wild beasts that go crazy when they see blood. For these barbarians who kill people without blinking, the rebels are afraid from the heart. In the past, as long as they saw the cold cavalry, the rebels would hardly directly face to face. But today, they can't hide if they want to.

The one-and-a-half-meter-long saber rained down like a rainstorm, and the soldiers on the flanks of the gun array were immediately torn off a layer. Those tall cold horses were born to be the protagonists of the battlefield, and after the speed was raised, they quickly tore a hole in the gun array from one side after hitting and stepping on it again. Led by Chen Dingnan, the horse team with a thin front and a wide back kept drilling into the rebel array, and the saber was forced to kill a bloody way. And as more and more cold cavalry entered the rebel array, it didn't take long for the gun array to be split.

Chen Dingnan swept with a lance, and he didn't know how to cut the throats of several people, and then he lowered his long lance to urge the horse to rush forward, and two corpses were immediately hung on the lance. With a suffrage of arms, he picked up the body and smashed it into the crowd of rebels.

"Pak Dao Hand, go up!"

Zheng Duojin immediately became anxious when he saw that the flanks were torn apart, and shouted loudly to change the formation. But the courage of the rebel soldiers has been lost, and they are not a well-trained team, so it is too late to change formations at this time.

The sabre of the cold cavalry formed a sword light, and a pool of blood was cleaved.

Fang Xie saw that the people of the Han Cavalry Battalion had already torn apart the rebels' already untidy array, and immediately ordered the Shanzi Battalion to rush forward: "Don't give the rebels a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, the rebels will not be less than 50,000 men and horses left in the main camp, and the reinforcements from the rear battalion cannot be lined up." Go forward, follow behind the rout! ”

With his order, the cavalry of the Yamaji battalion began to speed up and once again caught up with the rout of the retreating battalion. Where did those rebels dare to resist, they just ran forward with their heads down. These people have long forgotten that shining their backs in front of the enemy on the battlefield is equivalent to giving their lives to the king of Hades.

"Change the knife!"

Fang Xie gave a loud order, asking the cavalry to replace the horse lance in their hands with a horizontal sword.

Chasing behind the rebels' butts is more effective with a knife than with a lance.

The rout of the rebels hit the Chinese army, and the already scattered rebel array immediately collapsed. Without using the cavalry of the Shanzi battalion to rush in, the rebels smashed the defensive phalanx into pieces.

Fang Xie saw at a glance the rebel general in the crowd wearing iron armor and riding a tall horse, he hung the Chaolu knife aside, took off the hard bow from the saddle, drew an armor-piercing cone, aimed it slightly, and shot an arrow. There was at least a hundred paces between him and the rebel general, and at this distance, if he wanted to hit the opponent, the feather arrow was released and first went up and then slowly fell, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air. At such a distance, the wind has a great influence on the trajectory of the feather arrow, and the strength, wind direction, including the movement of the target character must be calculated.

With a pop, the armor-piercing cone actually drilled into Zheng Duojin's left eye socket accurately.

Zheng Duojin, who was urging the rebels to counterattack, screamed, leaned back and fell off his horse.

"Slash the Banner!"

Fang Xie pointed forward and pointed to the rebel banner flying high: "Cut down that flag, reward!" ”

The cavalry of the Shanzi battalion immediately erupted into a tsunami-like shout, and the team accelerated again, rushing towards the big tent of the Chinese army on the side of the flesh and blood. The 4,000 cavalry in front and behind actually smashed the rebel camp to pieces, hearty!