Chapter 290: Veteran Shenwei

"The old man has been in the army for decades, successively Shiliang, Tang, Jin, Han, Zhou, experienced a hundred battles, and served as a white official. The old man once fought against the Khitan with Gao Xingzhou, the king of Qi, and broke tens of thousands of enemy soldiers! Kill Hu'er with a river of blood and a mountain of corpses! The old man in this battle is famous all over the world, and the official seal is the envoy of the navy! ”

The old general talked about his past, his eyebrows fluttering, and his face was flying.

The battle with the Khitan, that was the pinnacle of his life, the most hearty, worthy of special mention.

Decades have passed, Gao Xingzhou has been sick for a long time, he can't ride a war horse, he can't use a silver gun, and he has almost become a waste!

It's an old man, still old and strong, not weak and prime.

This time the decisive battle with the Khitan and the recovery of Yanyun, anyone can not go to the battlefield, but the old man can't not go up. The blood feud is over!

This time, it is not the old man alone, it is for the people of the Central Plains who have suffered from the Khitan in the past few decades, as well as those old friends who have suffered and been wronged in the troubled times!

Gao Xingzhou, Fu Yanqing, Xiang Gong, Liu Ci, Guo Congyi, and even Feng Dao, Li Gu and so on...... They have gone through several dynasties one by one and kowtowed to countless emperors in their lives.

Since the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Khitans have risen and frequently moved south, affecting the situation in the Central Plains, and later supporting Shi Jingjiao, destroying the Later Tang Dynasty, and then destroying the Later Jin Dynasty, which was supported by one hand, controlling the change of dynasties, and taking charge of the rise and fall of the Han family...... Half of the suffering of these decades has to be counted on the heads of the Khitans, and it is their iniquity!

The old man once also bent his knees to the Khitan, although he later fought back and recaptured the Henghai Navy from the Khitans, but Wang Jing still regarded it as a lifelong shame!

Feng Dao, that old man is still worried about his name, how can the old man not care? I don't have a literati's pen, but I have a passion!

Let the old man use the martial arts method today to regain his dignity!

"Brothers, kill!"

Wang Jing took the lead and rushed out.

Behind him, were three thousand fine horsemen.

These soldiers were all wearing plate armor, and their horses were also armored, and they were holding a six-foot-long cavalry spear in their hands, and they were majestic, like divine soldiers descending from the sky!

Ye Hua divided the hussar guards in two and focused on training the iron cavalry.

He knew very well that it was impossible not to use cavalry in a fight with the Khitan.

Choosing the best armor, using the best war horses, training hard, regardless of the cost, finally, trained into three thousand heavy horses, this is Ye Hua's trump card.

Although the heavy cavalry is mighty, it cannot fight for long, and he must wait for the opportunity.

When the Khitans took the lead in sending heavy horses, Ye Hua knew that the opportunity had come.

There is no shortage of generals under him who can fight well, such as Gao Huaide and Yang Ye, who can command the iron cavalry to fight. But after careful consideration, Ye Hua still entrusted the iron horse to Wang Jing.

Although the old general is old, he may not have enough energy.

But he was experienced in a hundred battles, especially the commander of the cavalry, and he was more experienced and more familiar with the Khitan fighting methods. If you want to shake the Khitan head-on, you have to be old and strong!

"Kill the enemy with the old man!"

Wang Jing personally led the team, and a triangular flag hung on his horse lance, and a horizontal row of soldiers stared at this flag. They formed a dense formation, jogging in small steps, then charging at a brisk pace.

Under strict training, the pace of the war horses is almost identical.

Stepping on the ground, there was a muffled sound of knocking, as if the earth was trembling, and the Zhou soldiers in the fierce battle burst into tears, and our cavalry also appeared!

Behold, bright armor, neat ranks, sharp spears...... Compared to us, the Khitans are not worth mentioning!

"Da Zhou will win!"

"Da Zhou will win!"

"Da Zhou will win!"

……

The earth-shattering roar, wave after wave, the soldiers were encouraged, and they all fought hard, similar to the blood of chickens, they brandished their weapons, and killed the Khitans to retreat...... But the real center of the battlefield is the clash of iron horses. Wang Jing leaned forward, squinting his old eyes, as if smiling.

Ye Hua's ability to fight and charge may not be very good, but his ability to train soldiers is really superior.

can train the cavalry to this extent, and he really deserves to let the old man show his face.

It's almost seventy, who still has this blessing!

Gao Xingzhou, King of Qi!

You just envy it!

The old man will also kill a few more Khitan dogs for you!

Having been bullied by them for decades, it's time to settle the score!

"Kill!"

Wang Jing's horse lance was like a strange python dragon, stabbing out quickly, hitting the chest of the Khitan heavy rider opposite, Wang Jing stabbed the opponent under the horse with both arms.

At the same time, a whole row of riding spears stabbed out, and the scene was spectacular!

Although the Khitan iron cavalry is fierce, it is also caught off guard in the face of rows of spears, and some people wield weapons to block, but there are too many guns and they can't dodge at all.

In the first collision, hundreds of Khitan soldiers fell off their horses.

The heavy rider was covered with dozens of pounds of armor, and when he fell to the ground, he was basically declared dead. In contrast, the losses of the Zhou soldiers were minimal.

Wang Jinglang laughed loudly, his gray beard fluttering in the wind, and the old general was particularly excited.

"Brothers, kill!"

He took the lead in waving the horse lance in his hand, slashing left and right, and the Khitans kept falling off their horses.

The old general's kung fu has reached the point of doing whatever he wants, a horse lance, elusive, no one can block the old general's blow.

Zhou Bing's fighting skills are not as good as those of the Khitans.

This was clear to Ye Hua from the beginning, he didn't expect his subordinates to be brave all of a sudden. But Ye Hua taught them the same magic weapon to win.

That's discipline!

In a decisive battle of tens of millions of people, we can never rely on the bravery of one person, but must rely on iron-like military discipline to form an iron-like fist. The soldiers, after the successful assault, quickly assembled, ignoring the Khitans' bows and arrows, as well as their swords and axes. When they formed a group, they charged again.

Such an attack was unexpected by the Khitans.

They thought that the heavy horses were just desperate to crash together.

But Zhou Bing knew that if he lost his speed, the heavy cavalry would be nothing.

Only charge, charge, constant charge!

Wang Jing is still at the forefront, he wants to shelter these children from the wind and rain, and decades of battlefield experience are all shown at this moment.

Wang Jing wants to let the children know how to face strong enemies through his actions.

Those of us who came out of the troubled times are not cruel and stupid waste, we also once had dreams and wanted to support the community, but we were born at the wrong time and could not realize our ambitions...... You are luckier than the old man, I hope you have the opportunity to sweep the world and dominate the country!

"Kill!"

Wang Jing let out loud shouts again and again, he could easily find the weak links of the Khitans, and as long as the soldiers behind followed the old general and kept charging, they could chisel through the Khitan team...... The heavy cavalry of the Great Zhou was only 3,000 people, but the Khitan cavalry on the opposite side had 5,000 people, which was an unequal battle.

But under the command of Wang Jing, the Great Zhou has gradually gained the upper hand, and the Khitans have been cut into two sections, and they can't care about each other!

"That's amazing!"

Yang Ye let out a heartfelt admiration, when it comes to kung fu, he may be better than the old general, but when it comes to the ability to grasp the fighter, he is still far from heaven and earth!

No wonder Ye Hua would hand over the most important task to General Wang!

I'm convinced!

But then it's up to me!

Yang Ye led 5,000 cavalry to protrude from the left flank, and at the same time, Gao Huaide led 5,000 cavalry, protruding from the right flank, two teams of men and horses, like two swords, straight into the Khitan Chinese army!

This is the first time that Da Zhou has made an attack, Yang Ye and Gao Huaide are both tigers in the army, and although the cavalry under them is not as good as the hussar guards, they are also the elite of the elite.

Especially seeing that the heavy cavalry did not break through the defense line of the Great Zhou, but fell into a bitter battle, the morale of the Khitans weakened by three points.

Yang Ye and Gao Huaide rushed over, and Yelu Jing hurriedly asked Xiao Dagan, Yelu Shouyuan, Chu Abu and others to lead the troops to meet the battle.

Yang Ye danced the golden knife in his hand like flying, the spear in Gao Huaide's hand was elusive, and many Khitan generals couldn't stop their offensive and retreated.

Yelu Jing was maddened with anger!

These wastes are useless.

His Majesty the Emperor got down from the huge chariot, he personally got on the horse, carrying his own sword of the Son of Heaven, and Yelu Jing wanted to kill it and show his skills.

At this time, the battle of the heavy cavalry has reached the most critical juncture, Wang Jing is panting, in the end, he is old, he can't compare to when he was young, if he can't break through quickly, the outcome is unpredictable!

Thinking of this, Wang Jing barely cheered up, and there was a Khitan general in front of him, stabbing him with a spear, Wang Jing didn't dodge, but stabbed it out with a horse lance, and the Khitan general hesitated when he was about to stab Wang Jing, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, and Wang Jing sneered slightly.

Those who are afraid of death will surely die!

Those who are not afraid of death can have the last laugh!

The old general's horse lance hit the opponent's shoulder, leaving a half-foot-long opening. When the two horses staggered, Wang Jing had an extra saber in his hand and cut it horizontally.

Half of the body of the Khitan general was cut off by the old general.

Wang Jing continued to move forward, and suddenly more than a dozen arrows came head-on, Wang Jing hurriedly waved his horse lance to block, but there were still five or six shots in the body.

Wang Jing did not retreat but advanced, burst into shouts, rushed to the front of several archers, picked up the horse lance and used it as an axe, split his head, cut off his throat, and several people were all killed.

Wang Jing raised the horse lance again!

"Rush!"

The soldiers mustered up their courage and broke through the Khitans, and by this time the battle had been fought, the Khitan heavy cavalry had been scattered and unable to fight again.

The hussar guards were also very embarrassed, and Wang Jing wiped the blood from his face. He smiled at the big guy, "Can you fight again?" As long as we rush in front of the Khitan Dog Emperor's car, we will win this battle! ”

Listening to the old general's words full of confidence, the young lads cheered up.

"Rush, even if it's death! And die on the way to the charge! ”

"Yes, the hussar guards have never been afraid of anyone, not only to rush over, but also to kill the Khitan Emperor!"

The big guys were in high spirits and screaming.

Wang Jing nodded with satisfaction, "Chong, with the old man Chong!" ”

The hussars swept in, and the heavy cavalry was unstoppable, and nothing could stop them...... "We must win!" Wang Jing muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes went dark, his hands lost strength, and the horse lance fell to the dust...... 8)