"Kill-" A thousand-man commander of the Daxi Department led a thousand cavalry to meet the left flank cavalry of the Tang army.

Despite being extremely tired, the Daxi cavalry had to grit their teeth and cheer up, riding their horses and waving their weapons to rush forward.

"Let go of the arrows-" Li Siye yelled and shot the bow and arrow in his hand.

The two sides are only two miles, the distance is not far, it only takes a short time to gallop at high speed, the Tang army gave full play to the tactics formulated by Zhao Ziliang, before the engagement, the distance between the two sides was shortened to the range of bows and arrows, and a large number of bows and arrows were used to kill and injure the enemy, which was the tactical convenience brought by sharp weapons, and the cavalry of the Daxi Department could not use this tactic, and the range of bows and arrows could not be used.

"Whoosh ??????"

"Whoosh ??????"

The locust-like black arrows fell in a parabola and landed on the head of the galloping Daxi cavalry, "Puff puff ??????" The sound of arrows piercing through the leather armor and flesh was incessant, and one by one the arrows fell to the ground on the bumpy horse's back, and then trampled into flesh by the galloping horses of their companions.

The formation of the cavalry of the Daxi Division, which was greeted by a large number of arrows, gradually thinned out as arrows continued to fall from the sky.

After the Tang army fired three rounds of arrows in a row, the distance between the two sides entered the range of the bows and arrows of the cavalry of the Daxi Division, which was a descendant of the Xianbei people, and the art of riding and archery was of course also a housekeeping skill, so they immediately began to fight back, and the Tang Army also began to suffer casualties.

Murong Changge, who was still standing still on horseback, didn't know what the hell Zhao Ziliang was doing, since he had already launched an attack, why did he only launch an attack on the left flank, leaving the Chinese army and the right flank? It's all fighting, why are you still ashamed? Come on, attack on all fronts!

Murong Changge didn't want to play dumb riddles with Zhao Ziliang anymore, he raised his iron spear and shouted: "All the sons, follow me!" ”

"Kill-" The remaining 2,000 cavalry of the Daxi Division, under the leadership of Murong Changge, launched a counter-charge against the Tang army on all fronts.

Murong Changge was very clear. The soldiers under his command have not yet recovered their combat strength, they are very tired, in this case, the opposite side is the powerful Tang army, he and his soldiers have to face the huge psychological pressure brought by the Tang army, which will only make his army's combat effectiveness even lower, the only way is not to play according to Zhao Ziliang's routine.

Murong Changge suddenly turned passive into active, which surprised Zhao Ziliang, logically speaking, Murong Changge should hold down the Chinese army and the left flank and not move. Let his soldiers have enough time to rest, but Murong Changge didn't do this, and let the already tired soldiers take the initiative to attack on all fronts, which shows that Murong Changge also knows his situation and doesn't want to be led by his nose.

Zhao Ziliang said with a smile: "Okay, this person is not too stupid, since this is the case, let's start, and order the right wing Wei Meng to meet the enemy!" ”

"No!"

Wei Meng, who saw the Ling Qi shaking, immediately raised his big knife and pointed forward. shouted: "Soldiers, kill with me!" ”

"Kill—"

"Drive-" The cavalry on the right flank, under the leadership of Wei Meng, met the cavalry of the Daxi tribe who rushed over.

The thick snow on the ground affected the speed of the cavalry, and many cavalrymen inadvertently fell into the snow with their horses, and were trampled to death by the horses behind.

Equally. The left flank cavalry of the Daxi Department was greeted by a large number of arrows, and the cavalry of the Daxi Department who faced such a long range and such a strong force for the first time did not have any psychological preparation at all, and the left flank cavalry of the Daxi Department, who were not ready to accept the loss, suddenly suffered such a dense attack with bows and arrows so early, and the whole team suddenly became chaotic.

The screams were even muffled by the galloping and shouting of the cavalry, but this did not hide the fact that the cavalry on the left flank of the Daxi Division was shot in large numbers. Many lives disappear every second, and blood is sprinkled on the snow every second.

The cavalry on the left flank of the Daxi Division, which had suffered a large number of casualties, began to return fire after coming within range of their bows and arrows, and the 1,000 cavalry had already lost a third of them by this time. In terms of troops, it is almost the same as the Tang Army, and the superiority in strength is gone.

At this time, the left flank of the Tang army had already engaged in contact with the right flank of the Daxi Division, and due to the dense formation of the Tang Army, the cavalry of the Daxi Division, which was sparsely pulled at the front, was smashed like a crockpot, and the impact speed of the Tang Army began to slow down, but it still insisted on moving forward, and in the end, both sides lost their speed and staggered together to fight.

At this time, the officers and men of the Tang Army were very anxious, because the left and right wings had already been dispatched, and the Chinese army of the other side was about to rush over, and Zhao Zihao did not seem to have the intention of leading the charge.

When Murong Changge rushed towards the Chinese army with the last thousand cavalry, Zhao Ziliang finally made a move, and he said to the herald: "Order, let the left and right wings send a part of their rear forces to kill the enemy army on the premise of blocking the enemy army in front!" ”

The herald banner was quickly finished, and Zhao Ziliang immediately raised the golden nail Zaoyang lance and shouted: "All the soldiers and all the soldiers of the Chinese army will be killed with this general-"

"Kill—"

Zhao Ziliang finally relieved himself when the situation on the left and right flanks was very good, since this was the case, the Chinese army could be dispatched, in this way, the rear of the left and right wings each divided a part of their forces to attack the enemy army, in this way, the Chinese army led by Murong Changge was caught in the middle, and the Tang army led by Zhao Ziliang himself was killed in front.

When Zhao Ziliang's tactic began to be executed, the effect was quickly revealed, and Murong Changge was galloping at the front with a weapon at this time, and he couldn't see that there was an accident on his left and right sides.

Zhao Ziliang and Murong Changge both went towards each other, a few days ago, Mo He Dagan said in front of Murong Changge how Zhao Ziliang was brave, how invincible, and how invincible, which made him very unconvinced, as a person who is conceited and invincible in the world, of course, he can't tolerate someone stronger than him, and Murong Changge is obviously this kind of person.

"Zhao Ziliang, I, Murong Changge, want to see how powerful you are today, whether you are powerful or I am powerful, I will see today" Murong Changge looked at Zhao Ziliang running opposite with a spear, thinking silently in his heart.

The snow on the ground reduced the amount of movement that a large cavalry gallop could create, but it could not reduce the momentum in any way.

The overwhelming sense of oppression in the charge of the army is not something that anyone can face calmly, only the Predator who often crisscrosses the battlefield has this ability.

Zhao Ziliang calmly held the golden nail jujube yang lance, the war horse Wuli is very spiritual, it is not very fast, it also maintains such a speed when the other war horses run at the maximum speed, and they always maintain the same short distance, not let Zhao Ziliang leave the team too far, in this way, Zhao Ziliang can get the support of the Hu Cong and the Tang cavalry behind him in time, and can also let his back have no worries.

"Hah!"

"Die!"

At the moment of encounter, Zhao Ziliang and Murong Changge shouted at the same time, and the two of them beckoned to each other's key points at the same time.

"Dangdangdang" at the moment of encounter, the two fought three times at the same time, the strength of Zhao Ziliang's hand was heavy again and again, Murong Changge almost couldn't take out the iron spear for the first time, after the second and third times, his hands were all numb, and the iron spear in his hand was also knocked out in an instant between those moments, and when the two of them made a mistake, Zhao Ziliang reflexively stabbed past, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

"Poof" Murong Changge's back was pierced by Zhao Ziliang, the thick armor was pierced, and the vertebrae were also pierced, Murong Changge was so painful that he couldn't scream, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Hmph, this kind of bullshit can dare to call Lao Tzu?" Zhao Ziliang muttered in his heart, without the slightest pause in his hands, he yelled while slashing and killing the enemy troops in front of him: "Follow me, don't fall behind, follow me all the way to kill, kill-"

"Poof?????? Puff ??????" The sound of slashing and killing kept sounding, and blood kept pouring out from different bodies, constantly spilling on Zhao Ziliang's body and face. The blood was left from his head, almost covering his eyes, Zhao Ziliang's eyes were always wide, without blinking, and the golden nail jujube yang lance in his hand kept sweeping left and right, flying up and down.

And beside him, the black giant Nur ran all the way with a huge axe, and he was like a huge iron plough that overturned everything in front of him, killing a wide bloody path.

There were too many killings, corpses and blood, Zhao Ziliang was already numb on the battlefield, without any fear, joy, anger and other emotions, only a terrifyingly calm and non-stop killing, the slashing action was almost all taken care of by instinct, and he almost didn't want to control the killing action by himself.

The neighing of the horses and the screams of the enemy soldiers made him indifferent, he only knew that he would not stop killing, and only by killing all the enemies would he be safe and the soldiers behind him.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death, which was muffled by the sound of fierce shouts and swords.

In terms of the situation, the army of the Daxi Department was already at a disadvantage when Murong Changge was not dead, and after Murong Changge was killed by Zhao Ziliang, the army of the Daxi Department collapsed, and the 3,000 cavalry of the Daxi Department suffered a large extent from the long-distance attack, exhaustion, and great loss of combat effectiveness.

Although the Tang army had a thousand recruits, after the initial panic and baptism of blood, due to the strong fighting qualities and quickly regained their combat effectiveness, the Daxi cavalry was surprised by the range of the Tang army's bow and arrow, which made them unprepared.

It is recorded in the history books that in the last year of Kaiyuan, the Daxi Department of the Western Regions rebelled, and the 2,000 cavalry of the Tang Army fought with the Daxi Department under the Lingling Mountains, and the Daxi Department was completely annihilated due to the lack of people and horses. This battle itself was led by Gao Xianzhi to Feng Changqing, but due to Zhao Ziliang's intervention, things happened in advance, but the result did not change much, and the wheel of history was really not so easy to turn.

An hour later, the fighting stopped, and the snow at the foot of the mountain was littered with corpses, the snow had turned into a bloody field, and the white had completely turned red.

Zhao Ziliang carried the golden nail jujube lance without breathing, blood dripped down the tip of the lance on the snow, he turned his head to look, and said in a hoarse voice: "Order to clean up the battlefield, send someone back to report the news, rest here for one night tonight, and leave for the city early tomorrow morning!" ”

The injured Chu Ge promised: "No! (To be continued.) )