As the fighting between the two sides intensified and the casualties intensified, they gradually began to kill red-eyed. The superior warriors swarmed up, and those in the front row fell, and those in the back quickly filled in. The Lingju county soldiers, who had no way out, under the leadership of the grassroots generals with combat experience, gathered together in Shiwu units to form a tight and effective defensive formation to block the attacks of the Diqiang soldiers.

Many of the auxiliaries who experienced the war for the first time killed for the first time on this bloody battlefield. Seeing that the robe beside him was slaughtered, and he had no way to retreat, these newly trained auxiliaries could only be angry with the onrushing enemy army. But when the blades and spears stabbed into the enemy's bodies, sending out a puddle of blood splattered on their heads and faces, many felt deep fear.

Especially as the casualties increased, the fierceness of the battle increased, and more and more soldiers on both sides fell to the ground. A strong smell of blood began to spread in the front row of the engagement. Many of the soldiers who had their hands and feet cut off or were shot in the abdomen fell to the ground. They wailed, lying on the ground in their own language, screaming and cursing in despair. The Chinese language, along with the Di and Qiang languages, is intertwined over the battlefield, and it endures as people continue to fall down and join them.

Some of the soldiers who were stunned on the spot due to intense fear and discomfort after killing the enemy were soon cut down to the ground by the following Qiang warriors. The battlefield is a brutal place, and it doesn't give too many opportunities to the recruits involved. If you can't adapt quickly to the battlefield, you're doomed to be eliminated in war.

However, Li Yanzhi's promise before the battle inspired the fighting spirit in the hearts of more people. Most of these auxiliaries were homeless, and they had almost nothing left after losing their homes. Even now, except for a few acres of thin fields allocated to the family by the county government, there is almost nothing else. In such poor conditions, it can stimulate the aggressive potential in their hearts. Especially in this war, it can also bring real material changes to the home.

The soldiers who could not adapt to the battlefield were quickly eliminated. They gradually fell under the blades of the enemy. However, those strong soldiers quickly began to counterattack and counterattack the swarming Qiang warriors under the organization of their respective generals.

Forming a group, the Lingju auxiliaries who attacked and defended in an orderly manner gradually resisted the tidal wave of attacks of the Diqiang warriors and began to stabilize their positions. They each formed a circular shield array, and their spears were lined up, stabbing at any enemy who dared to approach like hedgehogs. As the situation between the two sides of the battle gradually formed, the small number of Lingju county soldiers began to show their perseverance.

A small circle lined with shields and spears stood like a tough rock in the tide under the attack of the Qiang warriors. Almost all the enemy forces that tried to get close were gradually lost in the tide they constituted. With a small circle as the center, the corpses of the enemy soldiers gradually spread out in a semicircle and lay out at the feet of the county soldiers. However, the large number of Qiang warriors still kept pouring in like a tide. However, in the face of the Lingju County soldiers who were waiting for an orderly response, this numerical advantage could not be reflected for the time being.

After another two quarters of an hour or so of fighting, the Qiang warriors who were used as cannon fodder were already showing fatigue. In the face-to-face battle with the soldiers of Lingju County, these Qiang warriors gradually saw the power of the well-organized Liangzhou foot soldiers. They are defended by a few sword and shield men or spear shieldmen in the front row, protecting the pikemen inside. And every stab of the pikemen who are waiting for them will inflict heavy casualties on the Qiang warriors who rush forward without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

Zhou Xing saw that his soldiers not only stabilized their positions, but also had the intention of moving forward and developing. I felt a great sense of relief. Seeing that the few small round formations in front were still fighting with the enemy, and if these soldiers in the front row of their own side were pressed on all fronts, and after a hard battle, it was likely that these enemy troops would collapse in an instant.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Xing picked up the bamboo whistle, blew out a long note, and shouted loudly and ordered: "Force! With Zhou Xing's command, the auxiliaries who were in a defensive posture in the rear changed their formations into phalanxes, and the grassroots generals formed a slight formation, and then each held up the weapons in their hands and advanced forward. After only ten or twenty steps, Zhou Xing saw a wave of black and suppressed arrows suddenly appear behind the Zhao army's formation, rushing straight into the sky and shooting towards his side!

"Royal!" Zhou Xing shouted and ordered, and the soldiers around him had already raised their shields to surround him in the middle. Zhou Xing never expected that when his own soldiers were still stuck with the enemy's front, these Zhao generals would be able to ignore the casualties of their headquarters and order the crossbowmen to carry out indiscriminate attacks on the combat area.

The rain of arrows of the Zhao army came in an instant, and most of them fell on the front line of the battle between the two armies. Before many of the Qiang warriors could react, they were pierced by the arrows that suddenly came behind them. Many of the soldiers rolled to the ground with a wail, and were trampled to death by their panicked companions.

Because of Zhou Xing's foresight, he issued a defensive order in time. The auxiliaries in the front row had already raised their shields to make a defense. Although there were still some arrows that shot through the gaps in the shields to the soldiers protected by the shields, compared to the wailing and screaming warriors on the other side, these Ling Juxian soldiers were undoubtedly much luckier.

Attacked by several rounds of arrows from behind, these Qiang warriors were terrified. However, the front of the Lingju soldiers on the opposite side was not severely hit by these rounds of arrow rain. After organizing an unsuccessful charge and leaving behind a hundred corpses, the warriors finally began to show signs of collapse.

At first, several people fled backwards and broke away from the battlefield, and when they reached the rear, they began to retreat on their own. Zhou Xing pulled the ring head knife in his hand out of the body of a Diqiang warrior, and looked back at the Diqiang tribesmen who retreated and fled on their own, feeling regretful in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many losses in the previous battles, and the fact that these auxiliaries were on the battlefield for the first time, there would be no rules to follow. If you had wasted a lot of energy by shouting meaninglessly in the middle of the battle, the current situation could have been pursued again.

The escape of the Qiang warriors finally triggered a chain reaction in the enemy's formation. The soldiers retreated on their own. However, under the close supervision of the Hun cavalry in the rear formation, the generals tried their best to maintain the array, so as not to let these defeated soldiers rush to the main formation.

Many of the exhausted auxiliaries were already sitting or lying on the ground, gasping for air. The battle had exhausted almost everyone's physical strength. Even Zhou Xing, who usually led the sharps to practice, was unable to continue at the moment. Looking at the Qiang warriors who had fled to the main formation, Zhou Xing took a bite on the ground, and scolded hatefully: "Miscellaneous! ”

After losing the first battle, the unwilling Hun cavalry released several waves of arrows behind the battle, but Zhou Xing, who saw the signs, immediately ordered the county soldiers who were temporarily repaired to defend with shields. With the reluctance of the enemy, the stray arrows that were thrown smashed aggressively on the shield. These arrows still brought more than a dozen casualties to the auxiliaries on the front line even though the fighting in front had ended. Zhou Xing ordered the soldiers to hold their shields, carefully carry the wounded and slowly retreat more than 20 steps away, and then heard the sound of gold behind the battle.

Li Yanzhi looked at the tragic battlefield that had just ended a fight, and the corpses of the fallen soldiers on both sides overlapped in front of the battle. The strong smell of blood mixed with the fresh smell of the soil came to the surface, and the auxiliaries who had just been fighting for a while looked at the front line full of stumps and broken arms and nameless corpses, and the fear and discomfort in the hearts of many began to be released, and their stomachs turned upside down, and they didn't care about anything else, they leaned over and vomited.

"Enter!" Li Yanzhi blew the bamboo whistle and roared. The iron-clad soldiers beside them marched in unison and drove to the front of the formation. With another short bamboo whistle, the sharps stopped, and the array was always a neat row.

Li Yanzhi looked at Zhou Xing, who was resting in the bloody battle, strode forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "Zhou Bairen, hard work." Please take the strong men to the back of the battle to rest for a while, and the next battle, and do what I command! ”

Zhou Xing had mixed feelings in his heart, and at this moment he only turned into a speechless. He bowed his hand to Li Yanzhi and expressed his command. Then he tidied up the slightly hazard procession, and the soldiers supported each other and crossed the line formed by the ironclad soldiers to repair backwards.

More than 200 soldiers in iron armor stood on the front line. Li Yanzhi knew that those auxiliary soldiers who had survived the war could not afford to fight again. However, they repelled the attacks of the Qiang warriors, and they also did a great job. Next, it's time for this heavy infantry, built by itself, to face the coming storm.

The harsh training on weekdays gave these soldiers an incomparably strong physique and excellent concentration. This is also the purpose of Li Yanzhi asking Zhou Xing to train them in this way. The more than 200 cavalrymen all looked solemn, but they looked at the enemy army formation 300 paces away with a little nervousness, and they were worried that they would be greeted next by the enemy's fierce attack.

About half an hour later, I saw that the Qiang warriors and miscellaneous soldiers of the Han army in front of the enemy army retreated one after another, and the enemy crossbowmen lined up to a distance of about 100 steps, and threw thousands of dense arrows from these crossbowmen arrays, and rushed straight towards this ironclad infantry of about 200 people!

"Keep your head down!" Li Yanzhi shouted violently, and the soldiers lowered their heads slightly, using their helmets to deal with the coming rain of arrows. With a clanging sound, the spilled arrows were bounced away. At first, the foot soldiers who were full of anxiety in their hearts were relieved to see that the iron armor they wore had excellent protection so far.

Several waves of arrows from the enemy crossbowmen inflicted only minor losses on the ironclad soldiers, with only a few wounded. Subsequently, the soldiers who had been shot in the forearm or shoulder socket returned to the back of the battle to rest under the command of their respective generals.

The generals in the enemy formation couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring when they saw that their crossbowmen had still not been able to inflict too many casualties on this infantry under several waves of arrows. As the enemy crossbowmen slowly withdrew in two columns, there was a faint tremor of horses' hooves on the ground more than three hundred paces away. Li Yanzhi looked around, only to see that the enemy army was crowded with men and horses, and more than 1,000 Hun cavalry soldiers hurriedly assembled, so they rode their horses and rushed towards their side!

In the previous years of Rongma, Li Yanzhi thought more than once about leading a world-beating iron cavalry to cleanse the universe and sweep Liuhe. However, in the end, due to material resources and various reasons, we can only piece together an army in the current state. The heavy infantry next to him became an option with no other choice.

More than two hundred steps away, the Hun cavalry lined up in a dense formation, like a sea of mountains and seas, and rushed towards the main formation of the Lingju County soldiers. The rumbling hooves of the horses had advanced more than a hundred paces, and they raised their bows and arrows one after another, and fired waves of arrows at the ironclad soldiers who were waiting for them.

Li Yanzhi took out the bamboo whistle with his left hand, put it to his mouth and blew out three long and two short signals, and the two hundred or so iron-armored foot soldiers moved their steps and approached one after another. In the process, the arrows thrown by the Hun cavalry struck the iron armor they were wearing. Fortunately, the bow was limited, and these arrows were extremely powerless in the face of the strong defenses of the iron armor.

After three rounds of arrow rain, the Hun cavalry had rushed to the front of the battle more than 30 paces away. Faced with a large number of rejecting horses blocking the way, the Hun cavalry slowly reined in without fear, stopped at a distance of only more than ten steps from the front of the formation, and then pulled out the bow in their hands, and calmly shot at the foot soldiers with swords. The cavalry in the front row dismounted one after another, and when they came forward, they wanted to move away from the front of the formation and refuse their horses.

"Attack!" Li Yanzhi roared, took a step forward with his knife first, and walked straight towards the Hun cavalry who were trying to move away from the horse. Seeing this, the soldiers beside him formed a neat row to press towards the rejection of the horse. The arrows in the hands of the Hun cavalry about thirty paces away hit the sturdy iron armor of the cavalry, and the sound of clanging was endless.

The rejection of the horse was only ten steps away from the front of the battle. By the time the first row of ironclad soldiers pushed to the front line of the rejection of horses, several of them had already been removed. Facing the enemy army that was close at hand, Li Yanzhi didn't say a word, raised his hand and slashed it away, and the first foot rider was already in a different place. His head flew several feet high, and blood from his neck was spurting out like a fountain.

Lined up, the ironclad infantry soldiers who were like an iron wall stepped forward one after another, cutting down the foot cavalry who had not yet fled in front of the battle. And before they had time to recover the rejected horses that had been moved, the Hun cavalry thirty paces away had already put away their bows and crossbows and rushed straight towards the main formation of the Lingju County soldiers!

didn't have time to think about it, the bamboo whistle in Li Yanzhi's mouth had already blown out a continuous short whistle. Seeing the Hun cavalry start to charge, the Lingju County soldiers immediately adjusted their formation with agility, squatted in the front row, and firmly clubbed the hilt of the knife in their hands to the ground, and the sharp tip of the knife was in the direction where the Hun cavalry was about to rush.

The second row of ironclad soldiers placed the long spears in their hands on the shoulders of the first row of robes. The barrel of the gun, like the first row, was firmly pestled into the earth. The iron-clad infantry of more than 200 people instantly formed a formation like a hedgehog. It's a little thin, but they're inevitable.

"Top!" As Zhou Xing shouted after blowing the bamboo whistle, the auxiliaries in the back row also stepped forward with their guns, and together with the first two rows of ironclad sharp soldiers, they formed an indestructible infantry phalanx with sufficient depth. In order to cope with the onslaught of the cavalry, a small distance was maintained between the front and rear rows. Under such a dense formation, it is possible to block the charge of the enemy cavalry to the greatest extent.

"I am here with you. In this battle, no one is allowed to retreat alone! If I retreat, you can kill me. If you retreat, I will kill you! Li Yanzhi's face wearing an iron mask could not see any expression, and his cold voice revealed an undoubted firmness: "Meritorious service is today!" ”