"Poof, hey!"

When the first horse was tripped up, the rider in the seat fell far away, barely got up and shook a few times and fell to the ground, a finger-thick triangular nail pierced in his chest and abdomen, and the remaining strength was losing little by little along the wound.

Unfortunately, there was too little time left for the Song army to prepare, and although the tactics of stumbling horses and matching infantry to strangle the cavalry worked, because these infantry had not yet had time to fully deploy, the Yuan soldiers had already dispersed and fled, and more than half of the Yuan cavalry escaped from the encirclement.

Zhao Tianyou examined the overall situation on the hill, and from time to time ordered the deployment of firearms battalions to participate in the battle to make up for the lack of combat strength of the infantry of the Song army, while Meng Shuirou led his men to stand on the front line at the forefront, using armor-piercing cones to defeat the stubborn resistance of the Yuan soldiers.

It's a pity that the conditions for being able to skillfully use the armor-piercing cone are too high, otherwise, if a large number of them are manufactured and distributed to the grassroots soldiers, they will be able to pull in a huge gap with the Yuan soldiers in the strength of archery and archery.

The real tough battle was the 8,000 cavalry led by Ling Zhen, although after the surprise attack, he was caught off guard and gained some advantages, and when the 3,000 yuan soldiers returned to help, they immediately felt the pressure.

That Risong began to gather his forces to rush left and right, trying to break through Ling Zhen's encirclement, and the cavalry on both sides began to fight, at this time the bows and arrows were no longer useful, and they all drew sabers and spears to fight hand-to-hand.

At the beginning of hand-to-hand combat, the Song army was seriously inexperienced, and the experience of fighting and daily training could not catch up with half of the Yuan soldiers. If it weren't for the two-fold advantage in numbers, I am afraid that the battle situation would be reversed, and after a little persistence, the Song army also killed the blood, calmed down from the panic and found the combat skills, and the Yuan soldiers were on a par with the Yuan soldiers.

The infantry advanced slowly, and finally cleared the remnants of the ambush circle, the first team rested in place, and the second team of Song troops raised their shields and marched towards the town of Narisong. When the neat shield infantry appeared around the town, the morale of the Song cavalry who were fighting with the Yuan soldiers rose sharply, and they cheered and fought even more bravely to kill the enemy.

That day, Song's eyes were red, and he had already adjusted the direction of the breakthrough several times, but the cavalry of the Song army moved with it, relying on the numerical superiority to always stick to your team, and it was impossible to get rid of it at all.

"Charge to the left, I'll clear the way for you!"

That day Song held a longbow and arrows, and at once he shot down six or seven Song troops on the left, and the encirclement suddenly became thin, and his own soldiers rushed forward with a whining and howling, trying to break through from here with more strength.

After all, the Song army has twice as many people, and there is a mobile team of hundreds of people at any time, and when there is a trace of tension, there will be a new force immediately into the battle, and any possible gap will be tightly blocked.

"Damn, when did Song Gou have cavalry, it's really a hell of a life!"

Although Narisong said that there were no arrows and dozens of people had been shot, the crisis was still there, and the Song cavalry that poured over seemed to be endless, and they couldn't finish killing no matter how they rushed.

No matter how ugly the curses and complaints are, they can't weaken the slightest offensive of the enemy, and seeing that many Song soldiers would rather be injured than leave the Yuan soldiers, that day Song understood that if he didn't leave, he would definitely die.

"Shrink, shrink the line, retreat to the general!"

The battle line, which was still a complete confrontation just now, shrank sharply under the order of Na Himatsu, and more than 2,000 cavalry with complete combat strength gathered near the crossroads of the town. And Ling Zhen's cavalry was pulled apart by the sudden retreat of the Yuan soldiers, but there were a few slackness, and the sharp-eyed Risong seized the opportunity.

"Everybody to the right, rush! Never die! ”

Na Risong put away his longbow, brandished two scimitars, and rushed to the gap in the Song army's defense line. The pro-guards who followed him quickly followed, and dozens of people desperately shot arrows at a rapid pace, covering for Na Risong, and the encirclement of the Song army was broken up into a small opening.

All the Yuan soldiers were desperately attacking one place, and the besieging Song army also understood their intentions, and immediately invested all their forces to attack the Yuan soldiers. Even the three hundred guards beside Ling Zhen, who had not moved, drew out the special saber made on Hong Kong Island that Ling Zhen had so hard to ask for, and rushed up to intercept the Yuan soldiers who wanted to escape.

That Risong gathered the team into a fist and rushed forward desperately, while the Song army used it like a tide to block it, and also forgot about life and death. The huge fist was washed away by the tide of the Song army, and the casualty rate at this time immediately increased several times, and it was impossible to tell which side had the upper hand, anyway, as long as it was on the front line of contact, there were soldiers falling under the horses.

At this time, the infantry of the Song army had already been killed, and Meng Shuirou's longbowmen followed closely, but the men and horses on both sides were staggered and mixed, and the bows and arrows were useless, so they could only scatter the team and capture the missing Yuan soldiers on the periphery.

The generals around Narisong rushed forward desperately, almost filling it with human lives, and finally tore open a small opening, and rushed out a small team of more than 100 people to protect Narisong and flee out.

"Quick, damn it, a few of you will return to the Wuzhou camp to report, and the rest of the people will follow me south to find Li Shuai, and bring back the army to level Guangzhou City as soon as possible!" Na Rimatsu gave the order while beating his horse and galloping, and from time to time he looked back to check on the pursuers.

The cavalry of the Song army followed closely behind them and chased wildly, and at this time, the cavalry and archery skills of the Song army could not be compared with the Yuan soldiers, and the speed of the chasing soldiers was harassed by the bows and arrows shot by the Yuan soldiers when they turned around, and they were getting farther and farther away from their ranks.

Zhao Tianyou, who was watching the battle on the hillside, clamped his legs, and the impatient big black horse that had been waiting for a long time jumped forward excitedly, and the hills more than ten zhang high were like walking on the ground, and the four horses' hooves stepped on the road, waving up puffs of smoke and dust.

"Woohoo, woohoo!"

The little gray gray who was running wildly behind ate the soil vigorously, expressing his strong dissatisfaction to the big black horse, meaning that he wanted me to run in front. It's all Fei Ke's big dark horse, how can he take care of a lot, whether it's a big pit or a small ditch, all of them are flying by, and the little gray gray is a little inferior, so he can only roar helplessly.

"Da-da, da-da!"

The loud and crisp sound of the horse's hooves was like a dense drumbeat, and the big black horse held its head high and bared its big white teeth, and the black mane on its neck danced in the wind, like a flash of black light, and it also chased in the direction of the sunpine in the night.

The cavalry of the Song Army, who were in hot pursuit, suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by, and the whining wolf roar seemed to be in their ears, and when they looked ahead, there were only two shadows, one black and one gray.

"General Zhao, that's General Zhao's big dark horse!"

"It's fast, like a gust of wind!"

Zhao Tianyou took advantage of the flickering moonlight, and stared closely at the team of Narisong, two of which did not deceive him, the distance from Narisong was getting closer and closer, and he remembered clearly in his heart the hatred of an arrow on the head of Guangzhou City.