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The Sui army of 1,000 iron cavalry faced the 20,000 cavalry of Tuyuhun, and the moment the two sides clashed, a blood flower broke out, even if this thousand dead soldiers could not stop the impact of the 20,000 army, but to a certain extent, it weakened the momentum of the Tuyuhun cavalry, which was Luo Zhaoyun's purpose.

Once tens of thousands of cavalry are allowed to rampage, the might, the earth shakes, too domineering, shocking; Therefore, it must be slowed down in order to develop its strengths and avoid weaknesses.

Subsequently, the chariot went out of the battle, and the infantry also moved forward, so that the impact of Tuyuhun's cavalry in the front, many obstacles, greatly weakened, when the Tuyuhun cavalry rushed to the two flanks of the infantry phalanx, the 10,000 cavalry of the Sui army also went up in two ways.

Arrows were shot rapidly, horses galloped, the two legions competed, and there was a loud crash,

Whoa-

The war horse collided head-on, just like two huge waves overlapping and colliding, like a stormy wave, and suddenly people turned on their backs, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers on both sides of the battlefield completely clashed, from time to time people were killed, picked down, stabbed to death, flesh and blood battlefield, everyone was desperately squandering this life, blood splashed, stumps flew around, headless corpses sprayed blood columns.

At this time, a horse rushed forward to gallop out of a Tuyuhun general, a body of iron armor, this person is holding a wheel axe, the whole body is made of a mixture of cooked copper and iron, the net weight is more than 300 catties, people are like tigers, horses are like dragons, a heavy armor wraps the whole body, showing the front, long eyebrows and short beards, the nose and mouth are square, the eyes are dark blue, a majestic atmosphere, this person is the second warrior of Tuyuhun Muerte.

He is a descendant of the mixed blood of the Tuyuhun bloodline and the Gaochang people of the Western Regions, and he is also born with divine power, and he has practiced martial arts outside the Saiwai and learned the martial arts of the Western Regions, so that his personal strength is very strong.

After Murte rode over, he had a long axe in his hand and slashed left and right, but all the Sui cavalry that was close to him within a few zhang was cut off from his horse almost as soon as he looked at him, and he won the three armies!

When he looked up and saw the handsome flag in front of him, his spirit was lifted, and he wanted to go over and kill the enemy commander, so that without the command of the leader, he could break the Sui army formation, I have to say that this consideration is correct, but his wisdom is too simple, and he only took nearly a hundred personal guards, and rushed to kill it, completely ignoring the rest of the large army.

Tuyuhun's military system, similar to the Turks and the Huns, from the bottom to the top, there are chiefs, centurions, and commanders to lead the grassroots teams, and often the small tribes form a team of thousands of people, so the overall mobility is not enough, there is no training in peacetime, and it completely relies on the accumulation of daily nomadism.

"Kill the Sui army dog commander in the Central Plains, and their army will be finished." Murt roared and led his cavalry towards the Sui army's array.

The drums of ......the war urging the attack sounded, and the soldiers of the Great Sui heard the drum beat of the general's order, and they all became enthusiastic, knowing that this was the commander's order, preparing to enter the battle on the whole line and encircle and suppress this cavalry.

Sharp swords, stabbing spears, terrible screams, angry roars......

These sounds and shadows, stillness and movement, blood and blood, constitute an indescribable war scene, as tragic as purgatory.

"Divide the formation! A battle within a formation! ”

Luo Zhaoyun shouted, and the peripheral formations suddenly dispersed, and a wave of cavalry was put in, and then quickly ran into position, and the infantry phalanx rotated, as if the gossip was moving, interlocking in circles. Once the big array moved, the spears were like a forest, the blades were dense, and the lethality was like gears gluing, and the enemy cavalry that broke in suddenly became a meatloaf and was crushed.

Breaking out of less than 1,000 horsemen, and soon being overwhelmed by tens of thousands of infantry phalanxes, Muerte had the courage and no strategy, with more than 100 warriors, until he killed the place of Shuaiqi, firmly believing that as long as he killed the commander of the Sui army, he could achieve a complete victory.

"Kill the dog handsome-" Murt was brave with a plate axe, and with the help of the green horse, he rushed past, killing a bloody way to behead the enemy commander.

Luo Zhaoyun's eyes were calm, he clenched the spear, and with a wave of his hand, a certain area scattered around him left an open space, and then he rode his horse with a spear, jumped out, and the spear was like a dragon, fighting with Muerte.

Dangdang!

Although Luo Zhaoyun's spear is only fifty catties, it is not as heavy as the other party's, but the marksmanship is outstanding, the virtual reality is unpredictable, and the opponent is circling together, the horse is circling, the offense and defense alternate, and the battle is equal.

Luo Zhaoyun was slightly surprised, because this Muerte was more fierce than the prince of Murong who he stabbed to death a year ago, but fortunately, in the past year, he and Li Jing have been learning from each other, plus practicing qigong, and their physical fitness has climbed, making up for the lack of congenital physique, and fighting with the opponent for thirty rounds, no one can help anyone.

This is the second warrior of the Tuyuhun country, and it is also a famous general, and the prestige spreads throughout the various tribes of Tuyuhun, and it seems that there is inexhaustible strength, tireless, and the big axe is picked up, and the power is superb, and the tiger is vigorous.

Luo Zhaoyun is serious about the enemy, calm and calm, inspired by such an opponent, coupled with the tempering and precipitation of the past year, the spearmanship is getting closer and closer to the essence, the courage is incomparable, the more fierce the battle, even the second warrior of Tuyuhun has gradually fallen behind.

"Kill!"

Luo Zhaoyun's spear danced, the whole body, waist and leg bones, back and shoulders, elbows and wrists and palms were connected into one breath, qi and blood were harmonized, if you want to be soft, if you want to be hard, you can be hard, rigid and soft, the flexibility and coordination of the body have reached a limit, the inner kung fu is profound, and the martial artist's vitality flows through the meridians, viscera and cells of the whole body.

The two fought to a hundred rounds, Luo Zhaoyun finally found an opportunity, a shot pierced the opponent's defense, stabbed Muerte's chest, blood sprayed like a column, even so, Muerte still before he died, desperately fought hard, and slashed Luo Zhaoyun's left arm, even if there was armor, he was thrown to make a cut.

Murt fell on his horse and was dying, outside the infantry phalanx of the Sui army, Tuyuhun's cavalry lost their command, and they all fought separately, and did not form a routine of group army combat.

"The enemy commander is dead, disarm and not kill!" Luo Zhaoyun shouted out, and then tens of thousands of soldiers kept shouting, and some even shouted in Tuyuhun's words, which suddenly made the enemy cavalry a little panicked, without the commander-in-chief, the team was like a plate of scattered sand, and then retreated one after another!

Once an army that has been discouraged retreats, the atmosphere of panic is irrepressible, and it will be contagious. How can a defeated soldier not rush to flee for his life!

In ancient times, the defeat and retreat of a large army was the most likely factor that led to the failure of the command of the three armies and the lowest morale, if a huge army was in a rout, especially in such an ancient era, even if it was a wise and wise general, it would be difficult to turn the tide and exercise effective command over the three armies, and the army would be defeated. (To be continued.) )