Shin Naofu stopped his horse, and the spear in his hand slipped suddenly, almost letting go.

I couldn't tell if it was because the rain was slippery on the barrel of the gun, or if it was because of the shock of the Devil's almost inexplicable combat power.

He was just like those chaotic Dali soldiers, and his courage was trembling.

Is this still a human?

Shin Naofu repeated in his heart, he usually doesn't use such words to evaluate an opponent, but today he couldn't help it.

The rain blurred his vision, making the ghost pawn row he saw in his eyes more and more terrifying, the shadow and shadow in the rain curtain of the iron-armored ghost face, like a bull head and horse face, the long-handled broadsword erected into a row of knife walls, is the spirit flag, is the hook stick.

"My lord, what should I do? The people below were so frightened that they couldn't hold it down! The lieutenant stumbled from the front, covered in mud and water, and probably fell countless times in the mud.

Xin Zhifu didn't answer immediately, frowned at the immovable iron wall of the ghost pawn, wiped the rain from his face, and looked at the Shimen Fan Infantry Brigade galloping in the distance.

"How long will it take for Duan Yanzhen's people to come over?" He asked, turning his head.

Someone immediately replied: "General Duan is still five miles behind, and he is speeding up." ”

"So he doesn't have to come." Clenching the spear in his hand, Xin Zhifu resolutely said: "Tell him to line up on the spot, with multiple rows of archers and crossbowmen, to prevent the impact of Shimenfan." ”

Some of the soldiers immediately led the order to beat the horse away, and Shin Naofu turned his head, and the white hair on his forehead had been twisted into a ball by the rain.

"Order the cavalry team to storm the flank of Shimenfan, block the connection between the rear brigade and the ghost pawns, at least for a while!" He coldly gave orders, his beating heart stabilized, and the veteran who had experienced blood and fire knew how to quickly adjust his emotions without being affected by the threat of death.

"The guard battalion rushed forward with me, scattered the queue, and if anyone abandoned the army and fled, he would be beheaded immediately!" The tip of his spear was pointed in the sky, as if to pierce the sky: "We are much more numerous than the ghost pawns, cover the past!" Don't be afraid that you can't break it, if you break the ghosts, the morale of Shimen Fan will fall, and we still have hope of winning! ”

The adjutant general was slightly stunned, and patted his horse in the direction of the cavalry waiting on the flank, and Xin Zhifu had a cavalry of more than 500 people, guarding the flank of the brigade and did not move.

And at the front of the blade, the ghost pawns of Kowloon Onde have not been in contact with the Dali soldiers for a while.

In two rounds of slashing, about two or three hundred Dali soldiers died under the ghost pawn's broadsword, and the ghost pawn split Huashan's strength and indestructible armor, so that the Dali soldiers behind were all broken, and they involuntarily paused and confronted each other in fear.

The ghost pawns seized the time, gasping for breath, the armor was heavy, and the big knives were also heavy, although the ghost pawns were selected to be the strongest and tallest brute soldiers, and everyone on the school field could lift the hundred-pound stone lock with both hands and play around, but at the moment they were also tired.

Kowloon's stay was to regain his strength, and after a moment, his low-hanging mask raised his head again.

The cowering Dali soldiers showed signs of commotion again, and the cavalry on the flanks began to move, launching on the flanks. There was an uproar behind the foot soldiers in front of them, as if the Overseers were urging them to march.

Kowloon Onde couldn't help but laugh, this kind of scene is seen in almost every battle.

Fighting against the thirty-six barbarian tribes, and fighting against the soldiers of the North King of Dali Town, it is the same.

Through the mask, others can't see his smiling face, and the skull iron face is still cold and terrifying.

"Enter!"

He shouted, and the long knife was raised flat, the sharp tip of the knife pointing forward, and he took the first step.

"Advance !!"

Thousands of ghost soldiers shouted in unison and stepped forward, their boots splashing in the muddy water mixed with blood.

Duan Wu in the back led a large group of Shimen Fan foot soldiers and followed.

Seeing a group of cavalry on the side coming around from a distance, Duan Wu seemed to have telepathy with Kowloon Angde, and also smiled.

The next moment, he ordered loudly: "Spear rejects horses!" Stand! ”

The Shimen Fan Brigade used spears, the spear at the forefront, up to one zhang, and the spear shaft with an iron spear head was pushed out flat, like a hedgehog that could not be bullied.

The marching procession changed in response to the sound, the first row of spears with flat ends, the second column obliquely pointed, and the latter ones were higher in turn, and the spears were like a forest.

The archer in the middle of the queue began to shoot arrows, his eyes fixed on the approaching cavalry, and slowly drew his bow.

Changsun Hong was in the rear of the Chinese military formation, witnessing everything, he smashed his mouth and shook his head: "I originally thought that Xin Zhifu had some new tricks, but it was still like others, and there was nothing new. ”

He touched his chin, and his stubble was a little stubble: "But it was not rushed by the ghost pawns, but it is a little rare, and it is worthy of the name of a famous general." ”

……

Two quarters of an hour later, on an open ground ten miles away from Longshou Pass, Duan Yanzhen's Dali army was hurriedly arrayed in the pouring rain.

Many people complain, in this weather, they have to come out to fight, is the official above fainting?

When it first came out, the rain was still light, but suddenly it became heavier, and the omen was not very good.

Duan Yanzhen sat under a big tree, took off his helmet, took a cloth and wiped the water on his head, and there was a person standing in front of him, reporting the military situation to him.

"That's what Shin-sama said?" Duan Yanzhen frowned and said, "Let's line up here, why don't we go over and help him?" ”

"Yes, that's exactly what your lord said." The man bowed his head respectfully and said, "That's why the last general rushed over to deliver a message to the general." ”

"That's right...... Unusual. Duan Yan muttered to himself in surprise, and casually threw the wet cloth to others: "Lord Xin wants to swallow Shimen Fan alone?" ”

"This ...... That's not how adults think. The person who reported the news raised a little, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Shimen Fan is very powerful, and the adult may not be an opponent." ”

"Oh?" Duan Yanzhen was even more surprised, he raised his head.

"The whole body of the Shimen Fan ghost pawn is iron, and the big knife used is heavy and huge, almost a wall of knives, which cannot be blocked and cut down, and it is impossible for our soldiers to be able to resist it, and I have never seen such a strong man and horse before." The man's heart palpitated, and his face turned pale: "My lord thinks that there is no chance of winning, and the general will not help in the past, so it is better to stay here and arrange troops to wait for work." ”

"Waiting for work?" Duan Yanzhen looked at his subordinates who were drenched in the rain like chickens, and sneered: "This rain is so heavy, if we don't wait for Shimen Fan to come, we will be drenched ourselves." ”

The man did not dare to answer, but bowed and took his leave.

Duan Yan shook his back as he left, nodded thoughtfully, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect Shimen Fan to be really powerful, I didn't need me to make a move, I packed up the letter and straightened up, and things went even more smoothly than I imagined." ”

(End of chapter)