Yang Liu led the cavalry to wander around the periphery of the Anzhou army's spear formation, trying to delay the opponent's march, and at the same time disperse the other Anzhou army soldiers who were trying to approach, seeing that the opponent's formation began to move in the northwest direction, he ordered people to follow and harass with cavalry.

If the infantry is forced to charge the formation with cavalry, the losses will be great and the effect is not much better, so the usual tactic is to let the cavalry wander around the perimeter of the military formation, forcing the opponent to maintain the formation and not be able to move.

Wait until your own infantry has cleared the surrounding enemy troops, and then attack in groups, this is the way to win, if the opponent is numerous, there is no need to rush, force them to squat in the field for a day or two, then there will be no water, no food, and the army will be in chaos sooner or later.

If the other party sends troops to attack, if the number is small, it is to deliver food, if there are many people, the cavalry will run away from afar, and when there is a flaw, they will rush up and take a bite, so that it will take several days for the other party to be harassed, and the annoyance will be almost over.

The infantry and cavalry cannot be defeated or retreated, as long as there is one negligence, they will suffer a catastrophe, and this is how Chen's army was defeated again and again by the iron cavalry of the Great Zhou.

The army of Chen Guo likes to gather together to keep warm, then the Zhou army will deliberately retreat, leading the other party to go deeper and deeper, resulting in a lengthy grain road, and then the cavalry will go to cut off the grain road, if the army of Chen Guo attacks in separate ways, it will be eaten by the cavalry one by one.

Chen did not have strong cavalry, so every so-called northern expedition ended in failure, and the cities north of the Chen River were captured by the Great Zhou again and again, and the Chen army could not resist the harassment of the Zhou cavalry at all.

Yang Liu's task was to entangle the spear array in front of them, so that they could not support the Anzhou army in time, and when their own army collapsed the Anzhou army, when the crowd rushed up, it would be useless for them to fight.

Now the opponent began to move, so the cavalry rushed up and harassed with cavalry shooting, anyway, the opposing soldiers were densely packed in formation, and they didn't need to aim and put arrows directly into the crowd, which would definitely hit people, and so on until their own army won.

Not only did Yang Liu think so, but the cavalry under his command thought the same thing, but the spear formation of the Anzhou army on the opposite side began to move, only to see that the spears in the spear formation were suddenly flattened, and then the big crossbow on the carriage shot many objects at them, and after hitting the ground, people or horses, it emitted bursts of white smoke.

"At a distance of more than a hundred paces, the range of this crossbow is so long." Yang Liu looked at the big crossbow on the carriage of the opposing army's formation, it was the first time he had seen someone put the big crossbow on the carriage to use.

The effective range of an ordinary riding bow is only forty or fifty paces, the effective range of an ordinary infantry bow is about eighty steps, and the opponent's crossbow has a range of more than a hundred steps, so the cavalry of one's own cavalry does not seem to have any harassing effect.

The crossbow arm of this big crossbow seems to be very short, and he doesn't know how such a short crossbow arm can have such a large range, he originally thought that the other party would launch some arson, but now it seems to be creating smoke, do you think that you can stop your own harassment with the cover of smoke?

The white smoke filled the air, and the cavalrymen who were enveloped by it were nothing at first, but it didn't take long for them to feel that something was wrong: their eyes were tingling, their throats were burning like fire, and there seemed to be some pungent smell in the white mist, which made people's eyes not open, and their throats ached with every breath.

Even the war horses under their crotches were a little wrong, they kept neighing and restless, as if something was sticking to their bodies that made them unbearable, and the white mist became thicker and thicker as the objects fired by the opponent's crossbow burst open.

After a while, many cavalrymen fell off their horses in pain, pinching their throats or covering their eyes, and the horses became more and more restless, some did not listen to their masters, and some ran around, and some fell to the ground with weak hooves.

"White smoke is poisonous!" Yang Liu's first reaction was like this, he couldn't figure out what was so poisonous that it could make people lose their combat effectiveness in an instant, seeing that the big crossbow in the spear array kept firing this strange thing, forming pieces of white mist, he hurriedly led his subordinates to avoid it.

As soon as the distance was pulled, the Chang'an Prefecture army's spear array accelerated and advanced westward, Yang Liu saw this, leading the cavalry to outflank left and right, but he was smoked by the things fired from the big crossbows on the carriage moving with the army formation.

Before he could meet the enemy, he had already lost nearly a hundred horses, Yang Liu saw that the other party was getting farther and farther away, and he gritted his teeth and ordered the cavalry to outflank left and right, and used cavalry to stop the other party from moving forward.

He thinks that as long as Ma Yi runs and doesn't stay in the white fog for too long, then the poisoning will not be too deep, so there is nothing unbearable, and those white fogs don't last very long, as long as he can contain the other party with more than half of the losses, it is not a big deal.

All of this changed after Yang Liu's mount was hit by a big crossbow, and he felt what pain was and understood what this white thing was.

It wasn't some poison but the usual lime, and quicklime.

Quicklime will get hot as soon as it touches the water, and it can even make the water roll up, Yang Liu has seen the tragic situation of people accidentally falling into the quicklime pool, and he has also slightly inhaled a small amount of quicklime dust, so he is somewhat familiar with this feeling.

But it was too late, and his mount was hit by the lime bullets fired from the crossbow, and although he did not suffer much direct damage, the quicklime powder that was then sprayed sprayed on his mount and himself.

The war horse will sweat all over his body when he runs, and the sweat will immediately heat up when it touches the quicklime, although Yang Liu is wearing armor, his eyes cannot be protected, and breathing is unavoidable, so he and the war horse under his crotch are all hit.

The eyes are so hot that they can't open anymore, every time they breathe, their throats are as painful as being cut by a knife, and the war horse under the crotch neighs in pain, and suddenly the horse stumbles and falls to the ground, throwing the owner on his back a few meters away.

Yang Liu struggled to get up, but couldn't breathe, pinching his neck and rolling on the ground in pain, trying to pull out a hole so that he could breathe smoothly, he was unwilling to die like this inexplicably, unwilling to die in such a humiliating way.

He had the strength and martial arts he had trained in a hundred battles, his superb riding and archery, and his determination to die with his enemies, but today he fell without even touching the edge of this hateful spear formation.

Before he was about to lose consciousness, Yang Liu suddenly remembered Yang Qi who led the five hundred steps to attack the spear formation on foot yesterday afternoon, and he really felt how unwilling Yang Qi felt when he was buried in the fire.

'It would be better to ride a horse directly into the formation than to know that it would be cost-effective' was Yang Liu's last thought before he lost consciousness......

"Don't look at it, those people won't be able to get up after they fall to the ground." Yuwen Wen glanced at the cavalry that had been wiped out by his own quicklime bullets and sneered, while Fifth Brother Chen and Xu Shao beside him were stunned as they looked at the large white mist.

They knew that quicklime would heat up when exposed to water, but they never thought that it could be used to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and they couldn't figure out how the quicklime bullet could form a large cloud of smoke so quickly, enveloping the enemy army, and quickly taking effect.

Nearly seven or eight hundred cavalry were attacked by their own lime bullets for several rounds, and they lost more than three hundred, and it seemed that they had no intention of continuing to attack, at this time, Yuwen Fifteen, who was on standby in the camp in Hexi, led three hundred cavalry to rush out of the camp to kill them, so they all turned their horses and retreated to the west.

The cavalry of the southern army has always been wary of the Hexi camp behind them, but they never thought that their nearly 1,000 cavalry would be caused heavy damage by the inexplicable white fog.

"Stop shooting!" Yu Wenwen looked at a few lime bullets that shot out and felt a little heartache, that thing cost a lot of money, and it took a lot of effort to make it, and he had to save some use at the beginning of the war.

A simple lime bullet will not produce too much dust and fog when it hits the target, and Yuwenwen uses the not very reliable compressed air tank in the lime bomb to instantly deflate to achieve the fogging effect and enhance the lethality.

Men and horses rushed into the quicklime mist, and the bare, moist eyes were first hit, then the respiratory tract was burned, and the horses that were running violently breathed heavily were even more severely damaged.

The principle is simple and complicated, quicklime powder needs to be ground fine, the compressed air tank must be forced, and in order to ensure that each shot of the A-type bullet must be 'sprayed', there must be a reliable trigger and delay double mechanism.

Because of these 'high-tech contents', the average cost of a type A bullet (lime bullet) is 100 yuan, and only then did this firing that 40 or 50 type A bullets were fired by ballistas, and when converted into money, it would cost about 5,000 yuan.

Therefore, Yu Wenwen, who lacks cavalry, is now fighting a war that is burning money and smashing people with consistent copper coins, if he wins this battle, he can be compensated with the spoils of war, and if he loses, he will go bankrupt.

In particular, the thunder used by his father Yu Wenliang in the attack on Fancheng and Fang Cai in the battle between the two armies was amazing, but the cost was also amazing, and he had already spent all the sulfur and saltpeter he had worked hard to save, and if he exchanged it for copper coins, it was nearly 50,000 yuan.

In the past six months, the income from the sale of glass mirrors has been spent in an instant, and Yuwen Wen wants to win this battle more than anyone else, otherwise the money spent will be almost like throwing it into the water.

After cleaning up his mood, he stood on the chariot and looked around the battlefield with a clairvoyant mirror, looking at it with a frown.

"The situation is not good, and the phalanx continues to advance." Yuwen Wen's face was solemn, his own large array was hit by several enemy cavalry, and it had begun to be unstable, if he did not take measures to stabilize the army's heart as soon as possible, he was afraid that it would be finished sooner or later.

The cavalry on the right wing of the Anzhou army chased the defeated soldiers and rushed too fast, and was blocked by the fire of the opponent's camp, and they could not come back for a while and a half, and the cavalry on the left flank could not stop the attack of the enemy cavalry that swarmed up, not to mention the support, but they were also entangled and could not leave.

Some soldiers of the Anzhou Army began to cower and retreat south, seeing that it would not work if they continued like this, so Yu Wenwen decided to go north to boost their morale.

On their left flank, the defenders of the Hexi camp led by the governor Sima Zheng Wanqing had already beaten drums and told the Anzhou soldiers that there were reinforcements to join the battle, and many Anzhou soldiers who were scattered in formation surrounded them and reorganized the defense line with them as the core.

"Commander of the army, do you want to let the lord of Yuwen support the Chinese army?" Xu Shao suddenly said a word, and Yuwen Wen immediately looked in the direction of the large array of the Chinese army when he heard this, only to see a group of cavalry of the Southern Army rushing towards the banner of the Chinese army.

"Beheading tactics" Yu Wenwen looked at this scene and muttered to himself, the commander of the Anzhou Army under the command of the Chinese military commander is also where his father Yu Wenliang sits, if he is attacked by the other party, I am afraid that everything will be over.

"Send the order down and let the lord of Yuwen support the Chinese army." Yu Wenwen glanced at the direction of the Chinese army and made a decision, "The phalanx turns and advances to the north!" ”

Most of his own infantry are far away from the Chinese army, and the speed of the chaotic army can't get up fast, and when he arrives there, the food is cold, Yu Wenwen decided to bet and fight: Father, you have to hold on!