The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

Behind Li Xiang, dozens of soldiers wearing heavy armor jumped down at once, and they were also holding shields to block arrows like rain.

Soon, all the soldiers waded to the shore, only their calves were not in the water, but fortunately the river was not too deep in the silt, and the soldiers were able to stand firm by the river, and began to wave their weapons to kill and injure the Mongolian armor men on the shore.

Many of the archers got out of the way, and some armed Tartars rushed to the river, and they poked with iron spears in the hope of holding back the soldiers who had landed on the shore.

Many people saw that Li Xiang was extraordinary, and they tried their best to stab their weapons at him.

However, Li Xiang's movements were very fast and powerful, his shield was waving, and the long knife was constantly slashing and stabbing, and a large gap soon appeared in front of him, and then he kicked on the spot suddenly, and the whole person stood firmly on the shore!

Behind Li Xiang, there was a roar like a landslide and a tsunami!

Fang Peilun, Zhang Yun's personal guard general, said loudly: "My lord, let me be an ordinary soldier, rush to the pontoon bridge and follow Li Qianhu to fight, please!" ”

Zhang Yun glanced at Fang Peilun and finally nodded.

With a heartfelt smile on his face, the heavily armored guard rode forward to a pontoon bridge.

When he arrived at the bridge, he flew off his horse, drew out the waist knife hanging by the saddle and the saber on his body, and danced two snowy swords in his hand, and rushed from the pontoon bridge to the opposite bank.

More soldiers rushed forward, and even some soldiers could not wait, they jumped into the water a dozen steps away, and without exception were overwhelmed by the water.

Fortunately, there were soldiers and civilians behind them, and they fished these reckless soldiers out of the water and rescued them on the pontoon bridge.

After getting through a little, Li Xiang continued to move forward, and the silver armor on his body was quickly dyed blood-red, and more soldiers rushed up behind him.

From a little gap to a semi-circular array, the soldiers spontaneously formed a small circle formation, they were skillful in array, excellent combat skills, courage, and rich combat experience.

Before these excellent soldiers, although Hulan Her's subordinates were also elite armor soldiers, the gap that stood out was getting bigger and bigger, until it was faintly cracking.

The most eye-catching thing is Li Xiang's side, Fang Peilun, who is wielding two long knives, has been fighting to get closer to Li Xiang, and several soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding iron rods are also very eye-catching.

They are like ironclad beasts, the heavy armor on their bodies is not afraid of bows and arrows, and the iron rods in their hands are amazingly powerful, and the enemy will be stoned to death with a sweep.

As they fought hard, the space ahead grew larger, and behind them, groups of musketeers had begun to line up, ready to fire on the archers on the left and right in a volley.

"Who are they?" Zhang Yun, who was commanding on a horse, couldn't help but ask: "Which barracks soldiers use iron rods?" ”

"It's the general of the training camp." The attendant officer in the military intelligence room hurriedly replied: "It's Ma Hutou, Fengzi, and Li Fugui...... All are officers of the training battalion. ”

The teaching battalion is Qin Haoming's treasure, there are few tasks this time, these guys must have seen the fierce scene of the battle, and they were eager to make meritorious contributions, so they mixed into the battle team to kill the enemy.

They were cavalrymen, who had not been trained in the arrays of ordinary soldiers, but with their martial arts and iron armor and iron rods, they were so defeated that the Tartars could not resist the enemy.

"These guys, what nonsense." Zhang Yun scolded in his mouth, but there was a smile on his face.

In fact, it is understandable that Li wants to be in the limelight today, where can they still hold back?

Now everyone is basically at the same level, most of them are deputy thousand households or thousands of households, and my brother said that he will be promoted in the future by virtue of his military exploits, who wants to fall behind?

Shots rang out at last, and large swaths of Mongolian Tartars were knocked to the ground.

At this time, the sound of the cannon stopped, and one was fired for many rounds, and the barrel was hot, and it needed to be cooled down before firing. Second, the two armies have already been in close hands, and the artillery is very likely to be injured by mistake, so it is better not to fight.

A Tartar Taiji led the most elite armored cavalry under his command and rushed towards Li Xiang and the others. The sloppy head rushed up with an iron rod, and suddenly hit the stick, and the hand rose and fell, and the Taiji was even smashed with people and horses.

The remaining armored cavalry wanted to avenge their master, and were cut to the ground by the rest of the soldiers.

After the pontoon bridge was erected, the soldiers and gunmen of the brigade rushed over, followed by the whole group of pikemen, and when they saw a large array of guns lined up by the river, the Tartars could not resist it at last.

This group of Ming troops is different from other armies, they dare to fight and can fight, and their number is several times that of them, and after the three axes, they must escape.

The entire five- or six-mile-long bank of the river was in disarray, and the cavalry and herdsmen in the rear had fled on their own, and among them were the Taiji.

The horses and cavalry were scattered, and behind them were a large number of armored soldiers and herdsmen. Because of the need to fight on foot, many people's horses were tied elsewhere, and now they could not be found in a hurry.

Some people were even anxious to run away, untying their horses and running away, regardless of the other horses running away, which made a large number of herdsmen and armoured soldiers have no horses to ride.

The Mongols don't have horses, just like the Han people don't have legs, and many people are at a loss and don't know what to do.

At this moment, a sturdy man roared loudly and rode forward, with only a few dozen of his closest guards in armor, and the crowd was surging backwards, it was Hulan Hel who was desperately trying to prevent the Tartar from escaping.

Seeing this, Zhang Yun's eyes flashed with fanaticism, and the war knife in his hand waved, and he rode his horse forward.

With his attack, the general offensive has begun.

In the battle formation ahead, Fang Peilun had already joined Li Xiang, and they had also seen such a scene.

The armor on Li Xiang's body had been soaked with blood, but now it was difficult for him to do it himself.

Countless soldiers lined up in front of him, and the soldiers' movements were even a little rude, and no one was willing to let their commander take the risk of rushing into the enemy formation.

The gunners lined up in rows on either side, and the sound of shouting was incessant, and more and more corpses lay on the ground, blood soaked through the turf, and the seriously wounded let out dying screams and moans, as well as incessant weeping.

The Mongols boasted that they were brave enough to die, but when death came, they were no better than the soldiers of other nationalities, and even for various reasons, they were even weaker and more cowardly.

"Rush up and knock him out!"

In front of the military merits, Li Xiangke did not have the slightest intention of humility, brandished the waist knife in his hand, and shouted eagerly.

A group of people struggled forward, and the surrounding Tartars saw this group of iron-clad blood-dripping beasts, and they all fled in despair.

After hundreds of steps, everyone had killed piles of tartars, and the corpses were scattered behind them, blood was flowing all over the ground, and there was a long road of blood behind them.