Chapter Twenty-Nine: No Thickness
"Target, enemy troops in front, throw the gun-" As the right hand holding the throwing gun swung to the back of the shoulder, the most suitable position for exertion, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed fiercely, and he ordered fiercely.
Fifteen thousand throwing spears flew into the sky, and after reaching the highest point, under the action of gravity, they turned to the ground with gravitational acceleration, and the body of the Xianbei army who was already panicked!
"Poof-" Countless sounds of sharp blades piercing through the body sounded, and the Xianbei soldiers in leather armor couldn't stop the sharp blades of iron throwing spears at all, and they were killed one after another!
"Three steps to the right!" Shen Nian calculated, continue to move forward in the direction in front of him, and after another two hundred steps, Zhao Yun's army will collide head-on with the Xianbei army Xi Zhicai, who ordered the whole army.
"Three steps to the right - throw the gun and prepare -" Zhao Yun ordered loudly without hesitation, and with his keen five senses, he could naturally judge that moving in this direction could be cut from one side of Xianbei, and only two or three people needed to be killed to kill the Xianbei army, which was naturally much more cost-effective than the previous need to kill ten people to break through the formation!
All the soldiers under his command no longer hesitated, and gently patted the cheek of the war horse with their left hand, and the head of the war horse was deliberately deviated to the right, and the direction of the body naturally deviated to the right, which met the requirements of the military order. Then the right hand took out the throwing gun from the bag for the second time, and began to pull it back with the gallop of the war horse—
"Target, the enemy in front of the left, throw the gun-" As the right hand holding the throwing gun swung to the back of the shoulder, the most suitable position for exertion, Zhao Yun's eyes were cold, and he ordered again.
"Not good!" When Zhao Yun gave the order again, Helian Chilie, who saw that the Liaodong Army had that terrible weapon in his hand, shrank his eyes, as a powerful Xianbei warrior, he would naturally not be injured by this small throwing gun, but the ordinary soldiers under his command did not have this ability, and the dense throwing spears falling from the sky were by no means something that they could accurately block if they were still marching fast on the war horse, and the consequence was a large number of casualties!
"Hiding in the belly of a horse!" Helian Chilie didn't know how many people could do his orders, but he knew that on the battlefield, the most taboo thing was not the general's wrong order, but the lack of orders!
Tens of thousands of Xianbei soldiers who faced the throwing of spears relied on their skillful riding skills and hid under the belly of their horses to avoid the raindrop-like dense throwing of spears - they did dodge, but soon understood that the result might be even worse - tens of thousands of war horses with throwing guns on their backs neighed and fell!
What is the situation when a person is taken down by a Mercedes-Benzed car, then what is the situation of the Xianbei Army at this time!
The better thighs were torn, the worse ones had their entire lower bodies flattened, and countless miserable shouts made Helian Chilie feel as if he had come to hell, surrounded by miserable screams, and more screams for death! No matter how strong a person is, he can't look at it directly, not to mention that such a tragic scene is caused by Helian Chilie's wrong orders!
Two waves of spear attacks directly destroyed all the remaining cavalry forces of the Helian Division led by Helian Chilie, and also brought some of the warriors of the Micah and Que Ji Divisions with them! Seeing this, Que Ji gasped, facing the throwing gun falling from the sky, even if he was a self-proclaimed smart himself, there was no good way.
Looking at the Han army in front of him, under the command of the leading Han general, he once again deviated from a small angle, which made Micah unable to bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "Horse shooting!" Hurry up and shoot! Don't let those Han people keep throwing guns! ”
Originally, seeing that basically everyone in the Han people had armor and helmets covering their whole body, whether it was Helian Chilie or Migaqueji, they all wanted to get closer and then shoot at the face of the Han army, but such heavy casualties in front of them made them suddenly understand that they couldn't wait any longer, this Han army seemed to be constantly shifting the direction of advance, and it was actually going to defeat their own army by throwing guns!
After following Mika, Que Ji also gave the order to ride and shoot, and tens of thousands of arrows flew into the sky, obscuring the rising sun, and then showed their hideous fangs and pounced on the Han army that had no cover-up movements!
"Keep your head down!" Zhao Yun just gave an ordinary order, in the equipment of the Liaodong Army, there is no shield at all, there is no need for a shield!
The next moment, there was a chaotic sound of "ding ding bells", and all the Xianbei soldiers watched in disbelief as their invincible wolf tooth arrows on the desert grassland collided with the helmets and leather armor of the Han army, and then fell to the ground weakly - how could it be!
This Han army is not the same concept as the Han army that was annihilated before - this Han army is too arrogant! Yes, it's magnanimous! The iron armor of the whole body, this is almost a equipment that can only be enjoyed at the level of the leader in Xianbei, and an ordinary warrior on the other side has such equipment, which is really too bullying!
The three leaders of Helian Chilie, Micah, and Que Ji were in shock, and before they could find out in time, the third wave of gun-throwing attacks had arrived—"No! Countless screams woke up the three leaders, and in the face of the terrifying long-range attack of the Han army, they had only one way: "Rush forward!" Hand-to-hand combat with those shameless Han Chinese! Our Da Xianbei warriors are definitely not something that those weak Han people can fight against! ”
"It's time to hit head-on!" Xi Zhicai looked at the 40,000 Xianbei troops who changed color in the miserable cries of their companions and charged in fear under the orders of the commander, because they wanted to make a detour and did not form a formation at all, so they issued the order for a decisive battle.
Can you finally fight in close quarters, Zhao Yun's eyes revealed a wisp of blazing heat-"Upper blade!" Zhao Yun coldly ordered.
"Boom—" At the piercing sound of metal grinding, fifteen thousand iron horsemen simultaneously drew two sharp scimitars more than two feet long from behind the saddle, the handles facing inward and the blades forward. In the special fixed card slot in front of the saddle, the Liaodong Iron Rider who rolled forward grew two hideous fangs in an instant. The sharp blades touched left and right, connecting into a cold line, reflecting the light of the morning sun and reflecting the red flames—
"Hiss-hiss-" A breath suddenly sounded in the Xianbei array, and Helian Chilie couldn't help but gasp, this is the same as last night's White Horse Yicong! Last night, it was solved by the Golden Wolf Ride, but today, the Golden Wolf Ride has been disabled, which means that there is no way to solve this problem!
"Great Xianbei warriors, you can't dodge! Dodging will only knock you into the blade! Out of the corner of his eye, seeing hundreds of Xianbei cavalry being torn apart by sharp blades because of dodging the Han army's charge, Helian Chilie hurriedly shouted.
"Not bad! There are more of us than the Han Chinese, so we fought with them! Micah was also stirred up and shouted.
"Huh-" The sound of countless flesh being separated by sharp blades came out, and the Que Ji behind couldn't see in disbelief that the five thousand Han knights in the first row took the horse's head off, and used their riding spears to bring the Xianbei knights who rushed from the opposite side to the sharp blades on their sides!
"How is that possible! How can the Han people have such a strong force! "Que Ji knows that every Xianbei warrior has the power of a horse, plus he is good at riding, and the strength that can be exerted on horseback is close to the power of two horses, but what he sees is that under the frontal impact of the Xianbei warriors, every Han knight can easily take it, and even the top warrior of Da Xianbei, Helian Chilie, has been turned into a pile of rotten meat by the seemingly thin Han general!
In Que Ji's eyes, Zhao Yun stabbed fifty shots in a row at the moment when he and Helian Chilie's two horses were staggered, and Helian Chilie only blocked twenty shots with all his might, and the consequence was the remaining thirty shots, which not only stirred up the scimitar in Helian Chilie's hand, but also stabbed his body into a rag!
"I can't catch it at half speed? It seems that this is just an ordinary general! Zhao Yun thought to himself, continued to charge forward, and stared at the extremely strong Mika, this Xianbei general should be even more powerful!
"I can't fight anymore, the Han people are too powerful!" Que Ji's hands and feet were cold, and he remembered a proverb of the Han people, leaving Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, how could he die here if he wanted to become the king of Xianbei in the east? !
"Retreat—" Que Ji let out a terrified howl, and hearing this order, all the Xianbei warriors breathed a sigh of relief, desperately twisted their horses, and began to flee towards the valley!
"General Zhao, you can chase and kill with the tail! General Gao's side also won! Xi Zhicai's divine mind saw the Xianbei army desperately fleeing not far away, smiled at Zhao Yundao, and thought in his heart, aren't these Xianbei troops so powerful, how could General Gongsun be defeated and die?