An army that can calmly retreat in the chaos rather than turn into a rout is bound to be the strongest army of this era. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Obviously, these Xijon people were not the strongest army in the world, so they could not directly disengage and retreat, and the sudden change of formation caused a wave of confusion.

The wolf skin and the cavalry approached the Xijon people who were about to retreat from the side, but they approached and harassed without direct impact, and those Xijon people were already panicking.

After killing a few of their own people who were about to flee, the Sijon army stabilized, and the 500 men on this side were pinned down by the horsemen, while the remaining two retreated.

Behind them, the leader of the Xijon people left only one side of the army, and let the extra army in the center strengthen the two wings, and the two wings were holding their positions with bows and arrows, and there was no longer the momentum of the whole line of attack just now.

While Chen Jian's side was marching with drums on all fronts, the Xirong people also reacted, and their two flanks also began to march forward, and the Chinese army remained motionless and gathered the routed troops.

But because of the chaos just now, there was a huge gap in the junction between the two sides, and now the Xijon people could not retreat, and they were too tight, and once they retreated, it could turn into a rout.

Time is extremely precious to the Xijon people, and a salvo of Chen Jianzhong's wooden cannons puts a lot of pressure on them, and no one wants to face these weapons that can spew lightning and clouds.

The speed of the Xia'e coalition army was extremely slow, ten steps in a whole team, the archers shot arrows in the gap between the whole team, the infantry advanced ten steps past the archers after the whole team, and the archers overtook the infantry when the infantry was in a whole team, and advanced alternately.

Even if it was slow, the wooden cannons would always get closer to a distance of sixty or seventy paces, and the panicked Xijon people stared at the slow-moving wooden cannons, their legs a little weak, and their hearts were beating with panic.

The formation was not yet secured, but the leader of the Sijon could not wait, and blew his horn to push the jagged left and right flanks forward: there were no wooden cannons there, and the victory would be won by avoiding the Chinese army.

The Xirong army formation on the side that was first attacked by wooden cannons has completely collapsed, and the Linong, who are eager for freedom, frantically slaughter these Xijon people who have lost their fighting spirit, and the Xijon people who formed a formation in the back in order to prevent the spread of the rout, finally started to kill a few of their fellow clans who fled back, so those scattered Xijon people knew that they could not escape behind, and there were those enemies in front of them who hung their heads like demons, and fled towards the gap between the joint of their army formations in any direction.

The Xijon people on the side who were harassed by the wolf's skin could not be withdrawn, exposing a gap in the middle line of the Xijon leader's plan, which was on the right flank of the Chinese army, and the Xijon people in the center slowly moved to the right, trying to fill this gap.

After the Xia'e coalition army advanced thirty paces, the gap between the Xijon people due to the movement of the army formation was finally revealed, and Chen Jian found that the left side of the place where the Xijon leader was located had become weak because of the gap on the right.

The leader of Xijon also found out about this problem, but he was not worried, because he felt that Chen Jian had to rely on those wooden cannons, and the speed of the wooden cannons was too slow, and once the two flanks engaged, he would have enough time to plug the gap.

Jian Chen judged the distance, let people blow the horn, and the wolf skin quickly separated from the Xirong people on that side with those cavalry.

The Sijon people, who were harassed and suppressed, immediately felt relieved, and while the archers returned fire, the main force of that side began to retreat.

While the gap behind had been blocked by the rest of the Sijon, and while they retreated, the leader of Sijon breathed a sigh of relief, signaling his central army to move to the left, blocking the gap on the left, and allowing the retreating side to remain on the right flank, for the distance directly behind was the shortest, and it would be too difficult to get that side to go from the front right to the back left along the diagonal line.

Just as the Xijon people began to move, Chen Jian, who had been waiting for a long time, finally gave an order: the new army would attack the gap in the left flank of the Xijon people, and tear through the Xijon people's front before the Xijon people retreated to block the gap.

The moving military formation was chaotic, and Chen Jian knew that once this chaos was over and the Xirong people regrouped, the casualties of their own hard charge would be very huge, and this was the time for a decisive victory.

The drums of war beat rapidly, and the sword and shield men of the new army lined up side by side, making their way towards the gap, followed by grenadiers with arquebuses and taurles ready.

The rest of the new army followed behind the eight-rider chariot, and also kept moving forward, waiting for the sword and shield soldiers to confuse the Xijon line.

The feathered arrows of the Xijon people continued to hit the big shields of the sword and shield soldiers, making a trembling sound, and the sword and shield soldiers ran forward in broken steps, and people kept being hit by arrows, and after being hit by the arrows, the people of his team would continue to pick up the leather shields and move forward.

Counting the chariots behind, there were only a little more than two hundred people charging in the middle line, and the leader of the Xijon people was surprised that Chen Jian discovered the flaws in his army formation so quickly, but he was disdainful of the sword and shield soldiers who came from these attacks.

He was afraid of only the wood that could breathe clouds and mist, not the strong-looking, tall men with short swords and wooden shields.

As for the chariots behind, he felt that as long as he let his guards stand together in dense circles and stab those horses to death with spears, he could defend them. As long as there are no wooden cannons, the leader of Xijon is confident that he will be able to hold until the two wings of the Xia E coalition army collapse.

After another round of feathered arrows, the leader of Xijon gave a decisive order: the archers withdrew from both sides, and the rest of the men formed a dense formation, shoulder to shoulder, to withstand the onslaught of Xia E's coalition forces.

The archers quickly retreated to the flanks, and the originally somewhat sparse formation became extremely dense, and the stone spears stretched outward like a jungle.

The sword and shield soldiers did not have the resistance of the archers, and the speed of their advance increased, and when they approached forty paces, the Xijon people in the front row clenched their spears and stone axes, and their palms were full of sweat, and they knew that the distance of forty paces was the strongest impact, and these people with swords and shields and those with strange stone balls behind them were strong and tall, and the impact must be extremely terrifying.

However, what they didn't expect was that Xia Cheng's new army suddenly stopped when they were close to a distance of thirty paces, and did not charge immediately.

This was the most dangerous time, and if the Sijon people had launched a decisive counter-charge, the grenadiers would not have had a chance to throw the taurret.

Chen Jian was also sweating on the chariot, and he was trying to mobilize the Xirong people before, revealing the fighter plane, but whether the fighter can be grasped is the key to this victory.

Probably because of the deterrence of the chariots, these Xijon people did not fight back, but lined up densely in formation, in case they evacuated the formation and were routed by the chariots during the counter-charge.

At a distance of thirty paces, it only takes six or seven seconds to launch a charge, and the details of one breath can determine the outcome of the battle.

The grenadier captains who had stopped immediately took out their arquebuses, and formed a line of five under the cover of sword and shield soldiers, and at the same time lit the stone thunder or gunpowder packets in their hands.

Amid the sound of burning, the soldiers nervously looked at the fuse that was burning, and they had seen the horror of this thing with their own eyes, and they were afraid that it would explode in their hands.

The captains were nervous, and when the twist was halfway burned, they shouted, and everyone threw all kinds of gunpowder packs and taures at the dense formation of the Xijon people at the same time.

The Sijon wondered why the enemy on the other side had not charged, and then they saw more than sixty black stones flying above their heads, and white smoke and clattering sounds.

Some people didn't know what it was, but some people subconsciously thought of the terrifying monster that could erupt thunder and lightning to harvest life, and covered their heads with a scream.

Rumble......

Boom......

The performance of explosive weapons in this era is perfect, and these ridiculous tourets, which are not very explosive, have an otherworldly effect in a dense military formation.

Black smoke, flying stone flakes, blazing gunpowder, blinding flashes...... Almost instantly, more than 200 Xijon people lost their combat effectiveness.

The moment the explosion sounded, the grenadiers drew their short swords and charged.

Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Chen Jian also beat the war drum of the chariot impact, and the eight chariots marched in unison, and the infantry followed behind the chariot and rushed towards the position where the leader of the Xirong people was.

Although the Xijon army on the right was afraid of those terrible weapons, they also knew that the leader was there, and immediately turned to support in the direction of the leader.

Wolf Skin, who had been cruising in the Chinese army, watched the Xirong people in the distance give up their formation and was going all out to support the central leader's position, knowing that he must not let these people support him before Chen Jian defeated the Xirong leader.

The riders lined up at his command, spears in their hands, and charged at the flanks of the Sijon who had lost their formation and tried to support them.

Eyue on the left flank of the Xia'e coalition was shocked by these weapons that he had never seen, and thought of the rumors about thunder and lightning in the Battle of Yangguan that E'e told him, but he was far less shocked than what he saw with his own eyes.

Although he didn't know what those weapons were at this time, he knew that the fighter plane was fleeting, and even if Jian Chen's side did not succeed in the attack, his own people could break through the Xirong people who were in chaos from the left flank.

The Xia Cheng army on the right flank also had the same idea, and there was no need for Chen Jian to say anything more, they launched an assault, dragging the two wings, and did not allow these Xirong people to support the Chinese army.

The entire battlefield was a pot of porridge because of that burst of thunder, and everyone knew that the key to determining the outcome of this battle was the Chinese army, and whether Chen Jian could defeat the personal guards around the Xirong leader before the two flanks of the Xirong people returned to help.

The army of the side whose will had been destroyed by the explosion of gunpowder had collapsed, and the dense formation had been blown apart, creating an excellent opportunity for the chariots to charge, the fast-running heavy chariots crashing through the Sijon who were in their way, and the infantry following behind them harvested the shivering infantry that had been divided by the chariots.

There were still more than 200 guards left around the leader of Xijon, all of whom were warriors of their tribe, many of whom were veterans of several years of war, and even though they were afraid of the impact of the chariot, they still did not forget their oath: as long as they lived, they would guard the leader.

Two hundred men kept the leader in the center, formed a circle, raised their wooden shields, and kept their oath to the death.

Someone blew a desolate trumpet, as if the wolves were calling for help, and it was asking the Xijon people to retreat with all their strength to protect the leader.

Even though they knew that blowing such a horn at this time would collapse the whole line, they couldn't care about it for the sake of the leader.

A chariot that rushed too fast may have been a meritorious service, or perhaps the war horse had been crazy and couldn't stop, crashing into the wall formed by this group of Xijon people.

The chariot pulled by the horse was so heavy that the protruding copper cone on the hub could kill at the touch, and the collapsed hooves of the horse could directly stomp on the belly of the man.

But they still stood up bravely, using their chests, stone spears, hands and even their bodies to stop the speeding chariot.

At this moment, they forgot about their wives and children, and only remembered the oath they had made to cut their arms.

Three people were hit by horses, two were trampled to death, one person was stabbed to death by the right side of the car, and several others were injured.

But in the end, the stone spear brought the galloping chariot to a halt, the horse fell to the ground and wailed, and the leader was safe and sound behind the human wall.

However, these courages and wills were greeted not by applause, but by a dull sound and flickering fire. (To be continued.) )