The nomads of the steppes began to train on the backs of sheep since they were young, and when they grew up, they would follow the adults, go out hunting, and when they were older, they would begin to join the army, and in the long journey of life, their life was a poem of fighting with others, with nature, and with the enemy.

The Xianbei cavalry on the left and right sides were less than fifty steps away from the Han army's position at this time, and they saw that after the Chinese army chiseled through the Han army's formation, they followed the orders of the tribesmen to bend their bows and arrows and shoot towards the Han army's formation. At the time when the bilateral stirrup had not yet come out, only with the unilateral stirrup, the riding and arching were affected by various factors, and the average shooting range of ordinary people was only forty or fifty steps, and only those who were different from ordinary people could shoot eighty or ninety steps.

The rain of arrows that flew down from the left and right sides fell into the rear formation of the Han army, and after a few rounds in a row, I saw the spearmen in the rear, as well as the archers who were still shooting arrows, were shot by the sudden arrows, or killed or wounded, which suddenly collapsed the Han army's military formation, which was already struggling to resist, and the shield wall gradually collapsed.

Xianbei Chinese army, Tan Shihuai has been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield in front of the Han army, Xianbei rushed into the Han army's losses before the formation made him frown, not that he was dissatisfied with the death of Xianbei soldiers, but that so many cavalry had died, if they couldn't chisel through the Han army's position, it was undoubtedly not worth it.

"Well done!" Tanshi Huai struck the knot fiercely, and it was difficult to hide the excitement between his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Que Ju is a battlefield general, and the Han army's formation will soon be broken by him." ”

Mr. Li greeted him with a smile at the right time at this moment, and praised: "If it weren't for the wisdom and martial arts of the adults, how could they break the Han army so easily?" ”

Tanshi Huai laughed loudly, looking at the battle situation that was obviously about to decide the victory or defeat, his heart was full of joy, and the worries of the past few days suddenly disappeared with today's desperate decisive battle situation, and his body suddenly relaxed.

It's just that the laughter of Tanshi Huai is destined to come to an abrupt end, and the elite cavalry of the Han army who came from the rear came from a distance, and then the Xianbei cavalry, who was still shooting the Han army formation with bows and arrows just now, also tasted the power of bows and arrows.

"Whew! Shout! Whew......"

The left flank of the Han army did not allow the Xianbei cavalry to deal with it calmly, thousands of long arrows flew off the bowstring and penetrated straight into the cavalry formation, wave after wave endlessly, the Xianbei cavalry shouted horses neighing, and became a mess.

Many uninjured Xianbei cavalry shot arrows one after another, and the Han army had cavalry fall from time to time, but it was obvious that the Xianbei people, who were inferior to the Han army in terms of bow and arrow quality and leather armor, obviously suffered losses in this wave of shooting.

Soon, they woke up a little that if they shot at the Han army, they would suffer in the end, and they would charge towards the Han army with their horses. Growing up in the harsh environment of the grassland, they don't need to learn any military tactics, so they should naturally know how to fight their enemies on the battlefield and how to deal with situations they encounter.

Looking at the surging Xianbei cavalry, the Han soldiers abandoned their bows and drew their swords one after another, and attacked the Xianbei cavalry head-on, they understood that their purpose was to drag the Xianbei flank on the opposite side, and not let them penetrate into the Han army's formation, so as to win time for the infantry army to defeat the Xianbei army head-on.

When the brave wins and retreats, it is possible to produce a comprehensive rout.

The two steel torrents collided head-on, entangled together, the sound of fighting, shouting one after another, and on the right flank of the Han army's military formation, the same scene was also staged, and the left and right wings, which were not much different in strength, were suddenly stalemate, and it was seen that the Xianbei people could not be outflanked from the flanks as they wished. And the Han army on the left and right flanks could not defeat the Xianbei soldiers on the opposite side, everything shows that the decisive victory of this battle will be decided by the head-on decisive battle in the middle.

If Xianbei chiseles through the middle army of the Han army, it will win a great victory, otherwise, the Han army will defeat the Xianbei army.

In the middle of the Han army, Zhao Bao looked awe-inspiring at the messy military formation in front of him, and there were soldiers around him to raise shields to maintain it to prevent the stray arrows of the Xianbei cavalry from shooting.

The situation on the two wings was reflected in front of him, and he saw that Zhao Bao looked calm and did not panic, and then ordered: "Order the spearmen and shield soldiers of the rear team to step forward, and form a horse rejection spear ten steps behind the shield soldiers in the front formation, and order the foot soldiers in the front formation to swear to resist Xianbei to the death, so as to win time for the rear army." Beat the drums and march. ”

"Brush! Brush! Brush ......"

The drums sounded one after another, the horn became more and more intense, the herald flag waved continuously, and in the rear of the military formation, Sima of the Han army drew his sword and shouted a few times, and the shield soldiers and spearmen of the rear army immediately rushed to the front and joined the battlefield.

"Fight to the death and don't retreat, the Han army is mighty!"

The Han military captain shouted as he threw away his long sword, found a lost shield, and slammed it in front of the Xianbei cavalry.

"Fight to the death and don't retreat, the Han army is mighty!"

"Fight to the death and don't retreat, the Han army is mighty!"

"Fight to the death and don't retreat, the Han army is mighty!"

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Seeing that the captain was so brave, the hoplites quickly calmed down, and the spearmen rushed forward regardless of life and death, and the remnants of them fought to the death, building a wall with their flesh and blood at the cost of their lives, chanting slogans, and swearing to resist the trampling of the Xianbei iron cavalry.

Of course, the shield and spearmen were not sacrificed in vain, and by the time the swarming Xianbei cavalry had slaughtered them, the rear had already re-lined the horse-rejecting spears. The remaining hoplites and another spearman who arrived in the rear of the Han army formed a spear of steel.

The early hoplites desperately blocked the Xianbei people's sprint, and once the cavalry slowed down, the power of the charge would be sharply reduced, and it was easier to be injured by the Han army's horse rejection rifles, easier to be blocked by the Han army's shield wall, and easier to be shot by the longbowmen who shrank behind the defensive formation!

At this time, the Xianbei cavalry had already lost its horsepower and slowed down because of the fierce battle with the heavily armed infantry in front, and once the cavalry slowed down, the power of the charge would be sharply reduced, and it was easier to be injured by the Han army's horse-rejecting spears, easier to be blocked by the Han army's shield wall, and easier to be shot by the archers who shrank behind the defensive formation!

This is not a harassment interspersed war that the grassland people are familiar with and good at, but a frontal decisive battle that the Han army is most familiar with and is best at! The two armies are facing each other head-to-head, and if the nomadic cavalry is unable to break through the Han army's rejection formation, then there is only one fate waiting for them, and that is to die on the battlefield!

The overwhelming rain of arrows continued to consume and hit the Xianbei cavalry. 1,000 elite crossbowmen, 5,000 elite archers

has been mechanically firing crossbows and aiming; Draw the bow and release the arrows, and pour wave after wave of arrows and arrows on the heads of the Xianbei cavalry. From the beginning of the war to the present, the crossbowmen and archers have lost count of how many times they have fired their crossbows, how many times they have pulled their bows, how many arrows they have reloaded, and how many pots of arrows they have shot, and they have only one word in their bodies at the moment - tired.

Physical fatigue constantly haunts their minds, and perhaps if they stop, they will fall to the ground, and the only thing that sustains them is their stubborn will, and they will never stop until they shoot the last arrow.