Chapter 37: Fierce Battle
The sun is setting in the west, and dusk is approaching.
On the battlefield, the sound of killing shook the sky, the military horses galloped, and the battle had entered the white-hot, life-and-death situation, the ground was full of human and horse corpses, and some of the war horses that had lost their master's control were running around.
The two armies were fighting head-on, but the battle line was turbulent, because both sides were horsemen, and it was inevitable to rush back and forth.
After a long time, the speed of the dust mist in the Rouran army formation, which represented the far part of Lin Zhao, began to slow down and gradually stagnated.
Lin Zhaoyuan was running out of strength and couldn't support it.
Ma Yi also found this sign, turned his head and asked Chen Xu: "Chen Lang, is the time coming?"
Chen Xu said: "Lin Zhaoyuan's body is already exhausted. General Ma, please, decide! ”
Ma Yi immediately made a decision, looked back left and right, and said: "All horsemen, all go to battle!"
In this battle, there were too few troops, and letting the infantry go up could only be sent to death in vain. Only the more mobile horsemen who went up could play a role.
"Order!"
"Order!"
……
The generals answered.
Chen Xu glanced back, and saw the generals riding their horses and galloping past the horse team, boosting morale and giving various orders at the same time.
"All cavalry mounted!"
After a while, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and hundreds of cavalry marched out at the same time.
Chen Xu was on the small hillside, glanced at the battle situation condescendingly, and then got on the war horse and followed Ma Yi down the hillside.
The war horse moved from small steps to began to accelerate, Ma Yi, who was the leader, drew the sword at his waist and raised it high, and the generals and soldiers in the rear took out their spears, sabers and other weapons one after another.
The remnant sun at dusk is extraordinarily bright red, staining the sky like blood.
The bright iron sword was raised high, and Ma Yi shouted loudly: "Kill!"
They sprinted by the slope of the downhill slope, and as they charged, the earth seemed to tremble in the sound of horses' hooves, and the first wave of the striker's impact attacked the enemy's formation with a brave and fearless momentum, the horses' hooves were staggered, and the dust was flying, Chen Xu took the lead, and every time he went down, he took away a few lives, and never went empty!
The cavalry leaned forward, their weapons leveled, and galloped away with the momentum of rushing down the high slope.
The platoons of cavalry are like cascading waves galloping, constantly impacting and lapping the enemy, flesh and blood fighting, and people turning on their backs.
Between the lightning and flint, the men and horses were staggered, the two armies wielded weapons and fought, and for a while, the sound of metal soldiers handing over and screaming before falling horses and dying...... Resounding in all directions.
The ancient land has witnessed another bloody battle.
Zhang Chao, who followed up, raised his gun and shouted: "Serve the battlefield, at this time!" At this time, he fought the enemy and shouted to motivate the soldiers.
Ma Yi, who had just rushed to the front, was guarded by the guards beside him, as the main general, he did not rush to the front, and he was not Lin Zhaoyuan, who was brave and brave.
At this time, of course, it was impossible for the Rouran army not to deal with it a little, only to see the front, the enemy cavalry had turned the direction and recoiled, among which the enemy army had a horse, very brave, with a knife in hand, killing several Wei cavalry in a row.
The soldiers of the Wei army in the rear opened their bows and shot arrows at him, but this man was wearing heavy armor, and the arrows could not penetrate his armor.
A junior general in the Wei army shouted, "Chen Lang, kill this fang!"
In the first battle of Gaoping, Chen Xuwan's army beheaded dozens of enemy generals in a row, and his reputation was shocked.
This Rouran army warrior was skilled in horsemanship, like a dragon and a tiger, and walked back and forth in the army, and killed two more people in this time.
Chen Xu grabbed the back of his horse, crossed the other horsemen, and rushed straight at the enemy general.
Sample, dare to be ugly in front of me.!
Regardless of whether the young general of Wei State had just reminded him or not, this enemy general who attacked and killed friendly troops had already attracted his attention.
This person's life has entered the countdown.
Ten...... Nine...... Five...... Three, two, one!
Unresistible, one force to overwhelm ten meetings, without any gorgeous moves, simple and crisp, the Daguan knife fell.
Even people and horses are cut in half!
Chen Xu's knife technique is so simple and rude!
There was a cheer from the Wei army!
Someone on one side shouted: "Chen Lang, good job!"
The brave and incomparable Chen Xu is like a sharp blade, and no one can resist the soldiers and horses of Rouran, and involuntarily, first the soldiers of the Beiyang Town Army who followed him all the way, and then one after another, and the men and horses of the Ma Yi Department also gathered behind him.
The martial arts that look at the world are Chen Xu's greatest advantage, he doesn't know any art of war, but he knows that as long as he kills the enemy, all crises will be solved.
He shouted loudly, telling the group to follow.
Not far away, Ma Yi, the main general who was guarded by the elite cavalry, shouted: "Lin Zhaoyuan and the others are in front, who will break the siege?!"
"Me!" Chen Xu shouted.
The hot blood in his body has been stirred up by the battlefield atmosphere, boiling and surging, surging and surging!
Following the direction pointed by Ma Yi, he saw that the front was black and oppressive, surrounded by a group of Rouran cavalry.
They definitely didn't have a party to eat hot pot, obviously, Lin Zhaoyuan was among them.
The horses were densely packed together, and the spacing was very small, so that the horses could not run.
When the horsemen saw the enemy coming, they immediately raised their spears and spears, and in their eyes this man was certain to die.
But who is Chen Xu! A knife slashed, the weapon was broken into two, and the thunder was too much to cover the momentum, and the second knife had arrived.
"What a fast knife!" It was their last thought before they died.
Chen Xu's knife speed was too fast, and before they could see it clearly, they had already died on the spot.
At that scene, the blood flowed into Xiaobo, and the scene was unbearable.
At this time, the Rouran army had already reacted, and the spears were like a forest, ready to kill Chen Xu and then quickly.
And Chen Xu had already cut through the enemy formation, killing a small path, and the well-trained horsemen with spears and spears had already stabbed in. Chen Xu turned his hand, his body tilted downward, and the Daguan knife rotated rapidly, but he did not leave the palm of his hand for half a minute, and he turned for several weeks, killing all the soldiers and horses around him.
"Chen Lang is mighty!" A general in the Wei army cheered, causing a burst of cheers from the army.
He rushed in and saw the scene inside.
In the open space inside, there was a circle of corpses, piled up into a hill, looking at their clothes and armor, there were both Wei army and Rouran army. The blood flowed, and it was terrible.
The innermost one was Lin Zhaoyuan and dozens of other relatives, all of whom looked injured clearly.
Especially Lin Zhaoyuan, who is brave and brave, is like a hedgehog, with a lot of arrows on his body, but he has rough skin and thick flesh. Although the face is not very good, it does not mean that it is about to hang.
Chen Xu rode his horse in their direction.