Di Yanping, the commander of the forbidden army, also rode over on his black horse, he wiped the blood on his face with his hand, looked around, and said to Niu Fu seriously: "You are too dense, my two hundred people can carry your wings, let the horse rush, and none of you can run away." ”

Qin Gang grinned and dragged him aside: "You are the 'Iron Qilin', Yanping, you didn't kill them all, did you?" Leave me a few too. ”

Di Yanping smiled, spat bloody saliva on the ground, and said, "Let's kill them for three or four thousand." ”

His right ear was still bleeding, but he didn't realize it, and excitedly hit his horse and asked, "Do you want to press forward and kill all the way to the bottom of Chiyan Mountain." ”

"Don't," Hu Guoliang said without thinking, "all go back." After all, we have too few troops, and although the northern avant-garde was defeated, it did not hurt its muscles and bones, and once the enemy was squeezed too tightly, it was easy to stalemate. ”

Hu Guoliang's hand shook and threw the head stabbed on the head of the gun to the ground, and a string of blood flew into the air. He put the spear in his arm and shouted, "If we fight again, with their temperament, Ah Shu should move." ”

Niu Fu nodded, looked towards the thick fog-shrouded Chiyan Mountain, and said, "I hope we also have good luck, everything is according to Immortal Master Sun's expectations." ”

The Second World War came much faster and more ferociously than they expected.

Ali Hague was red-eyed, he drove the Yuan army to press the Song army camp again, and he was determined to die on the front line if he was not victorious. Under the coercion of the Overseer's guards, the cavalry lines of the Yuan and Han armies crashed into the Song line's line one after another.

Although the Song army under Hu Guoliang was small in number, it came and went like the wind, and it could withstand the left flank of the Yuan army.

The "Iron Qilin" swept the right flank of the Yuan army under Di Yanping's anger, and his anger filled the surroundings like a huge waterfall, whirling forward like a flood, drowning the enemy in front. Following him was a terrible torrent of steel. These young warriors did not tarnish the prestige of their ancestors, they attacked like thunderbolts, defended like mountains, and the heavily armored samurai rushed forward in pairs to leap forward and kill. Everywhere Di Yanping's black horse went, like a tornado breaking through those decaying trees, throwing broken branches and broken leaves in all directions, no Yuan army general could withstand his blow.

The two Song armies, Hu Guoliang and Di Yanping, were like two raised horns, rushing and killing each other, desperately blocking the more than 10,000 Yuan troops out of the range of the Song army's camp. Although the dense crowd was covered in blood and entangled in the scuffle in front of Niu Fu's eyes, his troops stood quietly in place, not even releasing an arrow. The banner of the Song army always fluttered high in front of the battle, like a reef that could not be shaken no matter how the angry tide of the sea washed away.

Before that war, Sun Hui once stretched out a finger to warn Niu Fu: "Set up your banner and let it remain motionless there." ”

"Remember," his delicate face seemed to be planted in front of Niu Fu, and said word by word, "General Niu, you are not allowed to retreat a step before I come back." If you take even one step back, all these people—" he drew a circle with his hand, drawing in the javelin-like soldiers behind him, and the young children standing beside him, "these good men of the Great Song Dynasty will all die at your hands." ”

"I see." Niu Fu looked left and right, jumped off the ground, pulled out the iron wedge on his belt, and drew a line three feet behind, "This line is my death line." If I take half a step back from here, anyone can kill me. ”

At this time, the war horse looked down with some suspicion and sniffed the line, barking and biting towards the sky.

When the hazy sunlight illuminated the surroundings through the swaying mist, Niu Fu saw the Bohai cavalry rushing out of the drifting mist. They opened up into several shadowy black lines, swept across the field like a hurricane, and rushed towards the front of the Song army camp. The Bohai tribe is also a nomadic tribe with fierce folk customs, famous for its fast horses and long scimitars. Their light cavalry is known as the elite in the northeastern parts of the steppe, although they once bowed to the Jin people, and now they have surrendered to Mongolia, but their combat power is not reduced in the past.

Ali Hague sent this cavalry to kill the position of the Song army.

Although this cavalry came suddenly, the Song infantry was not alarmed, and under an order, the Song infantry shouted in unison, set up a strong shield, raised a huge spear, and headed in the direction of the Yuan cavalry.

The pikemen of the Song army relied on spears and thick bronze tiger-faced wooden shields, and each formation was arranged in a strict phalanx to march forward, forming a shield Great Wall that could not be broken through, and would not retreat once an attack was launched. They were highly disciplined, and even if they died, they would not drop their shields, and when a battalion of infantry formed a phalanx to advance forward, it was like a mountain that could not be shaken, hence the name "mountain formation".

It is said that these formations were created by Yue Fei, the god of war of the Great Song Dynasty, in the battle against the Mongol invasion, Yue Fei's Yuejia army once used such a phalanx to hold the Mongolian iron cavalry to the assault of the Chinese army's main formation, although the twelve battalions of the Yuejia army were finally killed and wounded, but the tens of thousands of the most elite Mongolian heavy armor warriors all fell on the way to rush into the Chinese army's formation, and its combat power can be seen.

The Bohai cavalry launched three waves of attacks and rushed straight into the dense spear array, but the brave Bohai people could not shake such a mountain formation, and each impact was just a drop of hundreds of corpses in front of the Song army. After three rounds of rushing, the Bohai people have lost their sharpness, and the formation has also been loosened.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and from the shadow of the towering Chiyan Mountain, a group of men and horses rushed out, shooting a dense rain of arrows at the flank of the Song army's pikemen, which was the party cavalry that rushed out from the middle of the valley, although there were only 4,000 people, but the Song army's pikemen were caught off guard, and the soldiers on the periphery raised their shields to defend themselves.

The Bohai cavalry took advantage of the crew, turned around and fought again, and their eight teams of cavalry rushed forward in turn, each rushing through each round, and retreated under the cover of the rain of arrows shot by the party cavalry. They attacked again and again, but the pressure exerted on them by the Song army's pikemen formation became more and more intense, pressing them towards the Chiyan Pass step by step.

Niu Fu raised the spear in his hand, the drummer beat the drum, the Song army launched an attack forward, the soldiers shouted, put down the spear, and a charge forced the tens of thousands of troops to retreat.

However, this is the weakness of the pike-infantry, such an infantry phalanx relies on extremely dense formations, the infantry moves on the basis of contact and feeling, and on this day, too much white fog and too many pools of blood, a sea of twisted corpses make their eyes and nose cloudy, and no infantry in the formation can judge the situation. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.