(The editor asked Lao Bing to fight for a monthly pass, sweat first!) It's still the same sentence, everyone looks at it, I really don't like canvassing, and I feel a little sorry for everyone. ）

Under the black banner, Li Ang glanced at the kneeling horse thieves in front of him, looked at the team of horse thieves formed in a circle in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Go back and tell your leader that I refuse to accept their surrender!" His voice was so cold that the kneeling thief shuddered, and he rose to his feet with a pale face, jumped on his horse, and galloped away.

The horn sounded, and in the blowing wind, it was transmitted to the four fields, and the three thousand teams of the dragoons lined up in front of the horse thief's team in an inverted zigzag. Then the battle cry of the Great Qin Legion rang out like a thunder tide, "Wind-gale, wind-gale, wind-gale!" "This war cry of the Western Qin, which follows the Warring States Period, resounded in the sky, and it was more shocking than the beating of war drums.

"Great Qin Wuwei!" Leon roared loudly as he watched the galloping horse thieves rush back to his team, and then the sound of furious hooves drowned out all sounds, and the dragoons rushed to the horse thieves in the distance, and the longbows in their hands began to run and shoot arrows in the Megatron River.

From the thousand-step range of the longbow, the horse thieves in the formation were attacked by a covering array of arrows from the outside to the inside, from the soldiers with rudimentary leather shields on the outermost part to the horse thieves near the inside of the circle were all rounded by the concentrated shooting of the longbow.

Five hundred paces away, the thirty thousand men of the dragoons stopped, a distance that was the limit of the range of the bows and arrows in the hands of the horse thieves, while the soldiers of the dragoons could continue the covering arrow array with the longbows in their hands.

Although the horse thieves only killed and wounded more than 300 people, compared to 5,000 people, it is nothing, but their morale is extremely low, the bows and arrows in their hands can not shoot those dragoons at all, while the other party can shoot nearly a thousand strong arrows at will, can only be beaten but can not fight back, such a battle has no chance of winning at all.

Looking at the shrinking horse thieves, Li Ang gave the order for the whole army to shoot, and the dragoons began to no longer concentrate on shooting, but began to gallop sideways on their horses, looking for their respective targets, and shooting the feathered arrows in their hands.

There is no longer a sense of horror and oppression brought by the black oppressive arrows, but for the horse thieves in formation, those dragoons who began to shoot are even more terrifying, because they don't know when a feathered arrow will be nailed to their heads, or pass through their vital points, and the horse thieves on the periphery began to riot, and their simple leather shields could not resist the longbow and arrows from five hundred paces.

The red wolf listened to his subordinates' responses and looked at the silent horse thief leaders, "We must send out cavalry to attack them, if we keep shrinking like this, we will be slowly played to death by them, and those people outside are about to mutiny." ”

"Attack, it's your men and horses, or mine." Listening to the words of the red wolf, a horse thief leader raised his head, this may be the common problem of these people, even if they are dying, they are still thinking about their own belongings.

"They're in three directions, one of us." The red wolf had a fierce light in his eyes, he didn't want to sit still, "If you continue to wait, you don't need them to rush over, the little cubs under our hands will be scared, what do you think will happen then?" ”

"Okay, listen to you, let's fight with them alone." The other horse thief leader jerked his head up and said loudly, "Since they don't give us a way to live, let's fight with them." ”

In the horse thief formation, the horse thief leaders began to encourage the people under their hands, hearing that they had no way to live, the Great Qin dragoon on the opposite side wanted to drive them out, and those depressed horse thieves were aroused to be ferocious, they had red eyes, got on their horses and rushed out of the formation, killing the three dragoons in different directions.

"Divide the troops, are they crazy?" Looking at the three horse thieves who rushed out of the horse thief formation, the tribal officers who had already learned some of the art of war muttered to themselves in amazement, in their opinion, the horse thieves who planned to compete with the dragoons were simply looking for death.

"What a cunning tactic!" Looking at the horse thief's actions, Ma Jun shook his head and muttered to himself, Li Ang on his side also showed a mocking expression, and the pro-soldiers around them also laughed disdainfully, dividing the troops to entangle them who were scattered, and then the two thousand horse thieves who stayed in the formation chose a dragoon army of 1,000 people as the object of encirclement and annihilation, the idea was good, but unfortunately they ignored the huge gap in combat power. The horse thieves seemed to have forgotten that.

"Show them what a real cavalry is!" The thousand households of the two dragoons on the left and right shouted and commanded the dragoons under their command to start a delicate cavalry tactical movement, they galloped backwards, stretched the line into a moon arc, and always maintained a distance of four hundred paces from the rushing horse thieves, greeting them with their longbows.

The horse thieves were stunned at the sight of the retreating dragoons, and then they howled, and pursued them even more respectfully, not realizing that although there were no terrible arrows that were overwhelming, the feathered arrows that were fired from time to time were terrifyingly accurate, and almost every four or five arrows, some of them fell from the arrows. By the time the leader of the horse thieves who led the group came to their senses, they were already far away from their main formation, and at this time, the thousand-man team of dragoons, who had thinned the formation, began their real attack.

With the sound of the horn of the changing formation, the dragoons who had been retreating suddenly turned their horses back, like a big wave against the current surging towards the horse thieves chasing behind them, and the cavalry formation that had already formed a half-moon arc completed the encirclement of the horse thieves almost instantly.

"Kill out, their front is so thin!" The leaders shouted, after all, the depth of the dragoons surrounding them was too thin, but they had forgotten the crossbow of Great Qin, the Qin crossbow that was powerful in the world.

The crossbows used by the dragoons can be pierced within one hundred and fifty paces, ten per tube, and it is very convenient to change the barrels, in the face of the horse thieves who rushed in dense and tried to break through the encirclement, the dragoons pulled the crossbow machine in their hands, and then unloaded the quivers, and then buckled the crossbow machine after replacing them, before the horse thieves rushed into their hundred steps, they shot four barrels of crossbows, and 40,000 short crossbows shot the horse thieves who charged in a dense formation and the horse thieves were riddled with holes, and the horse thieves who were hit by the arrows fell to the ground with the horses, and were trampled into a bloody mess by the horses rushing behind.

Under the repeated blows of the longbow and repeating crossbows, the attacking horse thieves were killed and wounded, and the powerful speed of the Wanzhou horse ridden by the dragoon also made them understand what it means to call the iron cavalry that comes and goes like the wind, no matter how they escape, they can't escape the seemingly thin encirclement and annihilation line of the dragoons, and under the repeated unsuccessful impacts, they began to despair, and at this time their casualties were as high as sixty percent.

Killing and wounding the enemy with a bow and crossbow is nearly sixty percent, before launching a charge melee combat, this is the tactic followed by the dragoons, like a cat playing with mice, after torturing the enemy to the point of near collapse, the dragoons began to shrink the line, and then began their high-speed breakthrough, dividing, interspersed, the only remaining horse thieves were cut into small pieces of remnants under the swift charge of the dragoons, doing the last futile battle of the trapped beasts.

The two thousand-man teams of dragoons on the left and right used such ranger strangulation tactics to completely encircle and annihilate the horse thieves who were entangled. Unlike the dragoons on both flanks, the formation where Li Ang and the horse army were located did not use any bows and crossbows to attack the rushing horse thief team, but the whole army fought with them in an assault formation.

Li Ang, Murong Ke, Feng Sha, Hu Luguang, Huang Yuan, Ma Jun, and Tulle were the arrows of the entire cavalry, and their attacks were almost terrifying.

Leon waved the spear in his hand, and the trembling silver spear pierced forward like a rainstorm, and almost all the horse thieves in front of him lost their lives after seeing a dazzling phantom, they were either pierced in the throat or shot through the chest, and they died before they could even fight back.

Ma Jun is different from Li Ang, his family inheritance of fierce spear skills, is extremely fierce marksmanship, not as brilliant as Li Ang's inner marksmanship, some only have strong power that can break through the mountain, every time the gun is stabbed, there will inevitably be a horse thief killed, accompanied by his wild howl, the horse thief who blocked in front of him even lost the courage to fight with him.

Looking at the team that was constantly being eaten, the horse thief formation finally stirred, the red wolf and other horse thief leaders looked at the melee dragoon army, showing a resolute look, they blocked all their hopes on this battle, they personally took the remaining less than two thousand horse thieves to kill, as long as they can completely annihilate the thousand people of the dragoon army in front of them, they can survive.

Looking at the rushing horse thief army, Li Ang ordered people to blow the horn, even the melee dragoons, still maintained their strict formation, a fire of twelve people, are in a group of three, each group can maintain a state of mutual support at any time, hearing the sound of the horn, they began to use the crossbow that has not been used, under the intensive shooting of the crossbow at close range, the horse thief who is entangled with them has no power to fight back, and can only be shot into a hedgehog by the terrifying weapon in this short distance.

Before the attack of the horse thief army, the dragoon army had already defeated the horse thief team that was fighting with them, and under the orders of officers at all levels, they reorganized the formation in a very short time, and once again met the surging horse thief team with an assault formation.

Li Ang and the horse army looked at the banner of the Chinese army at the same time, and at the same time rushed out, and under the leadership of their leading soldiers, the dragoon army rushed towards the horse thief team twice their own number with a terrifying momentum that was no return.

Blood fluttering, Li Ang used the 'pick' spear technique, a shot pierced the throat of the first horse thief, his arm violently exerted force, the horse thief flew in the air, and smashed the horse thief team on the side, this terrible shot, so that the horse thieves who witnessed it were frightened, and the soldiers of the dragoon looked at this gun, and cheered loudly, Li Ang's spear skills and one hundred and fifty years ago, the founding general of the Dragoon Zhennan Grandpa Zhao Yun spear skills are exactly the same.

Legend has it that Zhao Yun was in the Persian Iron Cavalry Army, even picked a hundred people, beheaded the general to capture the flag, killed the Persians frightened, after this battle, Emperor Taizu personally composed music for it, made a war song, and named it the general of Zhennan, the title of duke.

"If thousands of troops and horses are idle, the heroic wind is sharp and the enemy is cold. A robe is stained with blood, and the battlefield is often dedicated to this heart pill. Zilong, Zilong, unparalleled in the world, the famous general of Zhennan. ”

Watching Li Ang pick a few people in a row, a dragoon officer sang this war song with a lot of blood, and then the dragoon soldiers beside him also sang in response, "If thousands of troops and horses are idle, the heroic wind is fierce and the enemy is cold." A robe is stained with blood, and the battlefield is often dedicated to this heart pill. Zilong, Zilong, unparalleled in the world, the famous general of Zhennan. ”

Soon the battlefield resounded with the echoing war song, listening to this war song of unknown meaning, every horse thief who fought was terrified, they found that the dragoons who sang the war song became even more terrifying, they disregarded life and death, and those officers who used the guns almost all used the 'pick' spear technique that made them tremble, watching their companions be pierced through the body, and then being picked into the air, falling hard, that huge sense of oppression made the horse thieves who witnessed it on the verge of collapse.

After picking up the twenty-one people in a row, Li Ang was already a little exhausted, he couldn't think of how strong the Zhennan general Zhao Yun was when he picked up hundreds of people, thinking of this, Li Ang couldn't help but be more fascinated by the era of the Great Western Expedition that was like a cloud and a rain of strategists, in Hezhong (Central Asia), Tianfang (Asia), Hercynian (Europe), and Moria (Africa) for 50 years, these fierce generals, the strategists were afraid that they had taken away the heroic spirit of the Great Qin for a hundred years, and there was never such a large number of fierce generals and strategists since then.

Looking at the figures flying up from time to time in the distance, Ma Jun knew that the officers of the descendants of the Zhao family in the team once again fell into a fanatical reverence for the achievements of the ancestors, thinking of the Yunlong Iron Cavalry in the dragoon army, which was all formed by the children of the Zhao family, Ma Jun's eyes showed a little nostalgic look, and when those people charged, they were even more crazy than now.

The children of the Zhao family all look quiet and quiet, but when they go to the battlefield, they are even more crazy and war-hungry than their Malu family, just like their ancestor Zhao Yun, the grandfather of Zhennan, under the peaceful appearance is a fighting heart eager to kill. Pulling out the iron spear, Ma Jun glanced at the horse thief who fell in front of him, looked around the field, and looked at the Zhao officers who disregarded their bodies and used the 'picking' spear technique, he couldn't help but think so.

With a crazy fighting spirit, a fighting spirit that ignores life and death, and a will not to retreat, the horse thieves finally understand why those defeated horse thieves would call Daqin's army a demonic army. They were more terrible than demons, their eyes were cold, they could not see fear or blood-stirred ferocity, they saw only calm madness and the killing power that destroyed everything.

Despair spreads among the horse thieves, who are gradually forced out of the closest side of human nature to the beast, and they begin the final battle of the trapped beasts without risking their lives. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )

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