In his heart, Bysil didn't want to fight hard with Tiefutu, because it was a sneak attack, so the whole army did not bring heavy cavalry guns, and heavy cavalry armor did not bring it. But if you watch Yerusha live, you are really unwilling, "Step forward left and right, don't intercept it head-on, attack on the flanks and disturb him, and the others rush up and kill him first." ”

After that, Bysil pointed his finger at Jerusha, and said resolutely, Jerusha must be killed today, and the death of a great general comparable to an archon in the East will have an unimaginable blow to morale. Since its launch, the number of victories and defeats has been incalculable, and no matter how miserable the defeat is, there has never been a death of an archon. At the beginning, on the Taimel Plateau, Enlan, the consul of the Knights of Boyo, was captured alive, it was purely an accident, Enlan went to find death by himself, and no one could stop him. Kill Jerushah, you must kill him. The change came too quickly, and Jerusha's mind changed a lot, just now he had the heart of death, but now with Tiefutu, if he still seeks death, then it will not be Jerusha. The iron spear was like a dragon, stabbed a Germanic cavalryman to death, turned over his horse, and rushed towards the iron float, the Germans were also anxious, and they didn't care about the surroundings and their own people, and fired arrows at Jerusha, but the arrow rain fell, and his own people died a lot, and Jerusha escaped by hiding under the horse. The Savior of the Iron Float was anxious and fast, and in the face of the attack of the Germanic cavalry on both sides, they ignored it and finally protected Jerusha in the middle.

With Tiefutu, Yerusha was full of pride, as if he had changed a person, although the number was not large, but he was not afraid at all. The heavily armored iron float, sworn to charge, can crush everything, the iron spear pointed from afar, and shouted loudly, "Two teams of conical formations, heavy cavalry rush forward, target the opponent's Chinese army." After cutting the formation, don't stop and rush to the southwest. Listen to my orders, the whole army forward, rush! ”

"Rush!" Tiefutu roared in unison, and the rough voice pierced the night sky and soared into the sky, the momentum, the coercion, unprecedented before. Obviously there are less than 2,000 people, but it makes nearly 5,000 Germanic cavalry tremble, this is the existence of incomparable strength, even in the face of a disadvantaged situation, the past glory of the Iron Floating Massacre, they are not allowed to show the slightest timidity. With a spear in hand, seeing death as home, heavy armor in the body, and moving forward bravely, this is the spirit of the Iron Float, even if there is an abyss ahead, you must rush down, because only the charge of seeing death as home can give full play to the advantages of the Iron Float. Every Iron Float is a beast wrapped in iron armor, and the bloodthirsty light sweeps past, and some people have a numb scalp.

In front of the general, ten thousand horses galloped, and Yerusha's goal was obvious, to take the place where Bysil was, and at this moment, Bysil's palms broke out in a cold sweat. Crazy people, all of them are a bunch of crazy people, in this case, they do not retreat but advance, "Kill them, Germanic warriors, the glory of God is with us, for the sake of the empire, for the sake of your family, take up your sword, kill..."

"Roar" In the world of Byser, it is shameful to retreat, especially now, if you don't have the courage to fight with a sword, then how can you be a noble knight. Baisel took the lead, and the Germanic cavalry behind him finally mustered up the courage to take on the Iron Float. Two torrents of steel, brutally colliding together, this is an ironclad in the ancient century, full of violence and blood, very beautiful, but also very bleak. Boom, mixed with the mournful roar of countless war horses, the Germanic people have the arrogance of knights, but in the face of the heavily armored iron float, they are still scattered and cut, the horse's hooves go north, wild flowers fly down, there are no human elves, only a group of demons crawling out of hell.

In the world of freedom, there is no remnant of the sun, and the wildfire is still raging. Gao Hong is an experienced Tiefutu, since the first year of Taikang, he was transferred from an ordinary ancient town cavalry to Tiefutu, and since then he has begun his heavy riding career. Tiefutu and Guzhen cavalry are completely two different kinds of cavalry, the Guzhen cavalry pays attention to the degree of advance and retreat, close cooperation, and is flexible and changeable, full of tactical flavor. And the Iron Float is simpler, but it is also the most difficult, the Iron Float needs to be brave, only one word. The existence of the heavy armor of the Iron Floating Slaughter is destined to be a group of troops who need to move forward, and they can only move forward, even if they die. Therefore, Tiefutu needs to be brave, and it must be brave. At this moment, Gao Hong's mind came to the image of General Yelu holding an iron spear and charging with a bow, yes, forward, forward, forward. Bang, the heavy cavalry spear stabbed one, followed by the next, and finally the iron armor was hit hard, and the heavens and the earth spun, and they were top-heavy. Gao Zhong has only one thought, rush, keep rushing down, he is Tiefutu, a brave Tiefutu, there is death in life, and he survives in death. Boom, the war horse fell, let out a low mournful sound, the iron spear was handed forward again, this time stabbed into the air, a blood in front of him, blurring the vision, two Germanic cavalry jumped off the war horse, the broadsword stabbed down on the gap in Gao Hong's heavy armor. The back of his neck was cold, maybe he was pierced, but he didn't feel the pain, and he finally closed his eyes as he watched his brothers' figures disappear.

Cred-eyed, he was a red-robed knight, but first and foremost a Germanic son. The Germanic people have heroic blood in their bones, they are arrogant, what church, what pope, the reason why they fought against the Eastern Romans was not because of faith, but because of that rich land, if you want to conquer, you must be brave and good at fighting. Kree had never seen such an enemy, a dead charge, and none of them turned back. Watching his companions fall one by one, his reason was overwhelmed by anger, he jumped up from his horse, fell off his horse with an Iron Float in his arms, lost his broadsword, held the iron helmet with both hands, and slammed the opponent's eyes, although the Iron Float soldier was bulky, but he was also unwilling to sit still, and pulled out the dagger tied to his leg and stabbed it in the abdomen. Again and again, Kereh's stomach had been poked and his intestines were flowing out, but Kereh still held down Tiefutu's head and bit the other's neck with his mouth until he broke his throat. Kree finally ran out of strength. An iron float, a noble red-robed knight, they hugged each other and never separated again. War is always so tragic, those who shout and long for the battlefield are either madmen or fools, and anyone who has experienced war will always want peace.

In this world, no one wants to die, everyone wants to live well, find a beloved woman, have a few children, be fed and clothed, and live a good life. But in order to protect these beautiful lives, some people will become the craziest beasts. Tiefutu left more than 200 corpses, and finally rushed over, and Bysil's arm was cut open, but he didn't notice it at all, and stared at the back of Tiefutu. This Iron Floating Slaughter is too terrifying, with the cavalry of the ancient town, it is an invincible existence, their impact is too strong, more than a thousand people, stunned to rush out of a way, but let go of these Iron Floating Massacre, how is it possible, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed coldly, "Keep up with them, these heavy cavalry have limited endurance, and when they can't run, they pounce on them and slaughter them, tonight's Ryazan River, none of them can stay." We want to win, the greatest victory of the Germanic warriors! ”

"Chasing" At the call of Bysil, the Germanic cavalry regained their mood and began to chase towards Tiefutu. If everything is business as usual and there is no change, the fat in the mouth of the Germanic cavalry of the Iron Float General, even if the Germanic cavalry pays the price of more than four hundred people under a wave of charge, but no one is afraid. Tiefutu is very powerful, but their strength is short-distance raids, short-term rushes, their endurance is not enough, even if people can bear it, the war horse can't bear it. On the contrary, Jerusha became very calm, and now, he only needs to do what he should do, and whether he can survive or not depends on the will of God. Jerusha believed that the people of Psk City must also believe that Concubine Xiao must have found traces of the Germans and will definitely send troops to help. If you don't believe Concubine Xiao, Yerusha doesn't know where to flee, if there are no reinforcements, no matter where you run, it will be a dead end, the heavy cavalry will never be able to outrun the light cavalry, and if you really fight head-on, except when you start to break out of the encirclement, you don't have that chance.

The Germanic cavalry behind him followed closely, maintaining a fixed distance, what they had in mind, Jerusha knew it clearly, but at this time, Jerusha had no way, he wouldn't let people go to the palace, a total of just a few people, and divided the troops into the palace, isn't that feeding the meat to the wolf's mouth? Jerusha never imagined that he would run for his life and never look back.

Gradually, the moon sank in the west, the time was about to pass, the autumn wind was cold, the speed of the cavalry was fast, coupled with the heavy armor on the body, the sweat met the cool breeze, like a knife burrowing into the skin. Every soldier of the Iron Float felt tired, and the speed of the war horse under his crotch became slower and slower, and if he continued to run like this, even if the Germans did not catch up, he would probably be tired enough. An Iron Float soldier suddenly stopped, and Jerusha was so anxious that he approached and smashed it with the butt of his gun, which touched his armor and made a piercing clang, "What are you going to do, why don't you run, there are thousands of Germans behind you, are you looking for death?" ”

"General, you can't continue to run, the Germans are attacking the Ryazan River, and the city of Psk is difficult to find, how can you send reinforcements. We are running like this, we don't need the Germans to do it, we ourselves lie down first, general, let's work hard, if we don't fight hard, there will be no chance, brothers follow you to fight in the north and south, and you will put life and death out of the way, you can give the order" The soldier of Tiefutu spoke, tears were already shining in his eyes, and the man did not flick his tears, but he did not reach the sad place. Tiefu Tu is so powerful, except for the bloody battle in Wuzhou City, it has never suffered such a big loss. After the re-formation, the Tiefutu was even stronger, in the battle of Yongding River, in the face of several times the enemy army, the other party who could fight did not dare to move forward, but today, the brothers who had rushed to kill together died under the sneak attack of the other party, and they could not take revenge, and they had to flee in a hurry, and the depression in their hearts could suffocate their chests. Jerusha didn't know the truth, but he had to be responsible for the lives of these soldiers, and there would definitely be reinforcements, so he couldn't be sent to death like this.

The Iron Float stopped, but the Germanic footsteps did not stop. The faint moonlight accompanied the stars, and that little light could not bring warmth, only endless gloom. With the moonlight on his back, the Germans were getting closer and closer, and Bysel saw the oriental man who frightened him again, and he smiled, and his smile was so bright, "You can't run, haha, tonight, you will all die, and no one can save you." Still waiting for reinforcements from Pske? I'm afraid they won't arrive until dawn, and when they do, it's all over. ”

Bysel's laughter was so piercing that Jerusha frowned, his eyes full of disdain. In his eyes, Bysr is a clown at all, this person is just shit luck, although he doesn't know how Bysil came to the Ryazan River, but one thing is certain, this guy must have found an unknown way. Otherwise, with his little skill alone, he would not be able to transfer the defenders of Psk and the city of Mesuda, and he should be unlucky, and he would capsize in the gutter and die at the hands of such a person. Since there is no escape, Yerusha no longer thinks more, and works hard, "Brothers, get ready, use our last energy to burn this group of beam-jumping clowns." ”

The noble Iron Float, even if they fight to the death, will not lower their arrogant heads, this group of exhausted Iron Floaters, slowly lined up, they are so neat, under the black iron armor there are a pair of cold eyes. They are obviously on the verge of collapse, but they still give people endless pressure, and in this night of death, no one can escape the pursuit of death.

The wind rises, a long song, get drunk, and kill the wolf. There is no sleep in the bitter night, who is spreading his voice to summon those poor creatures, there is no retreat, there is no retreat, only advance. Under the cold mask, there are faces, some mature, some immature, some resolute, some soft, Jerusha is so calm and plain, knowing that he is going to die, he will not take death seriously, and he can't hide from it, so he will continue with peace of mind. Heaven is fair, generals die in a hundred battles, strong men may not all be able to return to their hometowns, the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the customs of the north, will be far away from now on, after tonight, how many people will remember their names, maybe thousands, maybe drowned in the dust of history from now on. Perhaps, I can't leave a heavy stroke, but at least I have lived a wonderful life, if there is a god in heaven and earth, Jerusha will raise his spear, stab into the sky, and roar without hesitation, I have come, I have fought, I have been heroic, behind me are thousands of brothers, blood flows like a river under my feet, incarnated as a ghost, and he is still the hero of ghosts.

It's time to end, Bysil has never wanted to kill a person so much, and the Eastern cavalry, which should have been easily destroyed, is stunned until now. Thousands of Germanic cavalry slowly approached from three directions, they did not intend to force their way, but wanted to grind the Iron Floating Massacre, since they could win the victory safely, why bother to increase the casualties in vain? Yerusha felt helpless and wanted to fight hard, but others didn't fight with you, this feeling was too uncomfortable. Death looms over each Tiefutu, who longs for life but has to face it.

Boom, suddenly there was a sound in the distance, and the earth began to tremble violently, was it an earthquake? No, how could it be an earthquake? This feeling is too familiar, only a large number of cavalry, can create such an effect, the voice came from the direction of Pske City, even if you think with your ass, you know that it can't be a Germanic cavalry, and now Bysel's face is stiff, as if he is dead. How could the reinforcements from Pske City come so quickly, Fat Sam said, the road in the red pine forest is very hidden, only Sam's family knows about it over the years, but the facts are in front of him, although he doesn't want to admit it, but Byser knows very well that in the face of the reinforcements from Pske City, the idea of annihilating the soldiers and horses of the Ryazan River is going to fail. Yerusha finally showed a little happy smile, he finally made the right bet, the princess really did not disappoint, the reinforcements arrived at this time, I am afraid that they had already rushed to the direction of the Ryazan River yesterday evening. The cavalry was like the wind, and it arrived in a blink of an eye, and a short-bearded man in silver armor was the first to take a closer look, and it turned out to be an acquaintance, and the princess actually sent Ren Feng over. Ren Feng hurried along the way, for fear that something would happen to Yerusha. The three major cavalry are handsome, and Jerusha occupies a seat, and His Highness doesn't want to see Jerusha fall here. Seeing that Yelu Sha was still alive, Ren Phenol and the others breathed a sigh of relief, "General Yelu, the end will be too late, and I hope that the general will forgive his sins." 2k reading network