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In the face of the surging Han army, Han Hu, the deputy head of the building, was appointed by Zhang Jun to take over the work of arranging the troops. Because whether it is battlefield experience or familiarity with military formations, he is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

"Shield!" Han Hu shouted, and the soldiers in the first two rows put their bows and arrows on their waists, and stood up the big shields arranged on the ground in front of them in advance.

"Boom!" It was as if the ground had arched over a mound, and the neat shield walls were only close to each other.

"Spear!" Han Hu shouted again.

I saw that countless spears were passed up from the back of the formation one by one, and then the spears were placed on the grooves of the big shield, and the entire military formation instantly turned into a giant porcupine.

Here is a brief introduction, among the ancient weapons, the appearance of the gun and the spear is very close. The spear is longer and has a thicker shaft than the gun. But the main difference between the two is in the hardness and softness of the rod. The shaft of the spear is hard, suitable for the charge of large troops, and the shaft of the spear can be slightly bent, and the combat is more flexible.

The reason why the spear of the foot soldier is called "spear" is because it is really long, about three zhang, that is, between eight and nine meters. Therefore, when the foot soldiers are charging, they are running with spears eight or nine meters long, and they cannot turn or retreat, and many people will string three or four enemies on their spears before stopping, and then draw their swords to fight. If the battle is unfavorable, you can only throw away the spear, because you can't turn around at all with it in your hand.

Countless screams sounded instantly, and the feeling of the thick spear shaft passing through the body must make life worse than death. The infantry spears on the Liang army's side were half as long as the Huns' cavalry, so if the Huns wanted to get closer, they could only endure the price of short weapons.

Zhang Jun looked at it, a forest of long weapons and iron armor blood burst out in all directions, although the number of people on both sides together was less than two thousand, but he still felt that he couldn't see the head and tail.

If you want to live, you have to kill all the enemies, and you can only live or die!

Whether an army is elite or not is often not based on how many enemies it can kill, but on whether it can tolerate its own casualties. In Zhang Jun's eyes, this Huns were undoubtedly the most elite troops he had encountered since he joined the army.

Although the Liang army had few people, it occupied a favorable location and forced the Huns to dismount and fight on foot, which greatly made up for the gap in combat effectiveness and numbers. If the Huns wanted to break through the Liang army's military formation, they first had to face a dense tree barrier and countless spears piercing from it. At the same time, they also have to pay attention to their feet, if they are not careful, they will step into the ice cave, and the light will be ruined, and the leg will be broken.

Zhang Jun's arrangement is a simple three-dimensional defense, which does not enter the stream, but is very effective.

The Liang soldiers desperately stabbed the spears out continuously, and the Huns had no good way but to endure it. They could only hold their shields in front of them, protect the vital points, and then crackle and start cutting wood. If you don't remove the tree barriers inserted in the ice, you can't remove the turtle shell of the Liang Army.

The horse teams on both wings of the Han army wanted to sneak around the rear, but the passage was blocked by bushes, coupled with the passive defense of the spear and shield of the craftsman's captain, there was no place to speak.

The sound of the whimpering horn sounded, and the fierce Huns did not retreat but advanced, speeding up the pace of the attack. Under the continuous chopping, the tree barrier was being removed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would not be long before the Liang army would face the attack of the Huns.

The battle in front of him was about to heat up, but Zhang Jun was still standing in the army, and the war was far from spreading to him. Under Han Hu's arrangement, the wounded brothers were carried to the back for treatment, and the weakened ones were replaced by those who were behind. As a result, everyone took turns to go to the front, and the pressure was not as great as imagined.

The cold winter wind blew the snow and ice and blew it on the face, but no one dared to blink an eye because of it. Bright red blood spilled on the surface of the river, melting the ice a whole layer and making it very muddy and difficult to stand on.

"The tree barrier won't last long." Han Hu said nervously.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the tree barrier in front of the front army had been completely cut down by the Huns. When a few Hun soldiers roared to rush in, they were pierced by the spears of the Liang army. But soon, just as there was a gap in the embankment, the flood would soon widen the gap and pour in, and countless Hun soldiers were fearless to move forward, forward, and the tree barrier defense line was about to lose its effect.

Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "Hu Shuo, break the enemy head-on." ”

"No!"

Hu Shuo, who had been waiting in the formation, had long been unable to resist the desire to kill, and heard the words and shouted his orders. He shouted: "Brothers, follow a certain family to destroy the enemy!" Kill! ”

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the Huns, who had just rushed in, saw the spear array in front of them split to both sides, and a team of iron-armored beasts rushed out head-on.

The pro-army led by Hu Shuo was originally a giant man he selected from the army according to his own preferences, each with big shoulders and round waists, and extremely powerful. In addition, everyone is wearing three layers of iron armor, just like a human tank, and even the ice surface is slightly dented when one step is taken.

I saw Hu Shuo rushing like a bull, and collided with the swords and guns of countless Huns.

"Boom!"

The Huns' knives slashed at him, and the blade came down from the hood, down his chest to his waist, and cut a spark on Hu Shuo's body, but it could not hurt him in the slightest. Seven or eight long stabs were stabbed on his body, Hu Shuo just paused slightly, and then shouted loudly, and strode forward with his body. The seven or eight Huns who held the Huns could not move, and they were forced to retreat again and again, crashing into their own people and stumbling to the ground.

"Kill Hulu!"

"Dang!"

"Poof!"

Hu Shuo raised the giant mace in his hand and slapped it on the head of a centurion of the Han army in front of him from top to bottom, and the heavy steel hit the centurion's iron helmet, causing sparks to fly, and then he saw this person's head explode like a watermelon, and part of it was slapped into the neck raw!

"Come again!" Hu Shuo burst into a shout again, and quickly swung his weapon and flew up and down. Suddenly, the Huns near him all retreated and avoided, and those who reacted slowly were touched, and immediately their flesh and blood flew away.

Although the other soldiers of the pro-army were not as uninhabited as Hu Shuo, they were all kicking their horses wide open and shut, and they swept with heavy blades domineeringly. Most of their weapons are chosen at will according to their preferences, and those with big axes and ring knives are basically all heavy weapons of more than 30 catties. A few guys who are not good at wielding blades simply hold large shields and slam into them, and the power is also quite large.

For a time, the Huns were beaten back again and again, until they retreated beyond the tree barrier.

But the strength of the Han army was not weak, and after a short retreat, it quickly occupied a foothold. They did not fight hand-to-hand combat with the near-invulnerable pro-army, but constantly pierced the legs and feet of Hu Shuo and others with dense long guns.

Due to the weak protection of the skirt armor, the combat boots could not resist the direct stabbing of the front, and in an instant, three or four pro-soldiers were injured in the calves and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jun saw that the strategic intention had been achieved, so there was no need to bear the damage, he urgently ordered Hu Shuo to retreat, and only needed to stabilize his position.