When the enemy began to release arrows and sent armor soldiers to rush towards the mountain, Wang Shen had to raise his right hand several times and give the order to attack, but each time he endured it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now it seems that the enemy was just a temptation, and did not really find the Sizhou army lying in ambush on the side.

If you attack at this time, Yang Zaixing, who is following behind, will kill you, and everyone will be in a mess on this hillside, and the only 3,000 soldiers and horses will be consumed by the enemy.

The key to this battle is to accurately find Yang Zaixing in the army of 10,000 people, and end his Chinese army with lightning speed, so as to carry out a decapitation operation.

Next to him, Hu Yantong scolded in a low voice: "So cunning, we almost fell for it." ”

Feng Changqing: "Yang Zaixing is a Yao person, the south is mountainous, and he is very good at mountain warfare. ”

Hu Yantong: "Well, you can't underestimate him. ”

I don't know how long it took for Yang Zaixing's Chinese army to drive down the mountain.

I saw that under the banner of the Chinese army, more than 1,000 elites were dressed in black, with a long knife stuck in their backs.

These people are not tall, and they all look lean and thin. The armor on his body is strange, neither gold nor iron, it looks quite weak, and I don't know what material it is made of. None of them wore helmets, but were wrapped in a black cloth wrapped in a large ball over their heads, a bit like Indian Sikh soldiers.

Although they looked strange, one of them seemed to be very energetic, walking with arrows like flying, and their bodies subconsciously hooked forward, like climbing limbs. Needless to ask, this should be a Yao soldier brought by Yang Zaixing from the south, a typical mountain infantry.

"This is Yang Zaixing's pro-soldier Panwang Army, a total of one thousand." Fang Irong, who was also as short as a monkey, whispered: "They are all the essence of the Yao people, they climb high and low as apes, and they are watery. The previous general Wutuo and Yan said that Meng Shuishi encountered the water ghosts of the Panwang army, and after shooting more than 100 people, there are still more than 800 left. ”

"Don't underestimate them, you see, the armor on their bodies is made of bamboo and broken silk, and there are human hair and linen wrapped in it, which are invulnerable, and they are like armor. However, it is much lighter than our iron armor. It's only about ten pounds, and you can run for several miles in one breath. ”

Yue Yun: "Hmph, I also said that it is stronger than the armor, wait for everyone to replace the bone and the golden melon." ”

Fang Irong has fought more than a dozen encounters with the scouts and Yang Zaixing's light cavalry in the past few days, and he has already figured out the details of the enemy, and continued: "Military envoys, their heads are wrapped with black cloth, which is stronger than iron helmets. ”

Yue Yun muttered: "Isn't it hot to wrap such a big topcloth?" ”

Seeing the sweaty faces of the soldiers of the Panwang Army, Wang Shen couldn't help but smile. But after thinking about it, aren't you and your subordinates about to go crazy?

The sunlight shifted a little to the west, and the shadow of the hill cast down, like a big knife dividing Yang Zaixing's army below into two parts, one bright and one dark.

Although the enemy marched long distances to pursue the retreating An Niang and the civil officials of Huangzhou, the ranks were neatly arranged. They marched in groups of thirty, with swords and shields on the sides and pikemen inside, without making a single noise.

Some are just the roaring footsteps and the sonorous sound of armor and weapons colliding with each other.

It is said that An Niang and the others scattered their belongings along the way and exchanged them for other enemies, and they had already started to fight for them. You can see the appearance of the enemy, and the belongings that have been picked up along the way are all placed on the cart and carefully tied with ropes. It has to be said that this army is very well trained.

I don't know if Cao Cheng is a rare general or Yang Zaixing's outstanding ability to command the army, maybe both!

The valley was crowded with such men and horses at once, and the wind was strong. The hot wind swept the dust stirred up by the feet and legs of the people and horses and hit the surface, so hot that it seemed to be rubbed with sandpaper. For a moment, Wang Shen felt that his mouth was full of sand.

Hu Yantong: "Military envoy, the opportunity is rare, the thief army has been ambushed, and it is ready to attack!"

Wang Shen stared at it with wide eyes: "Wait, wait until you find Yang Zaixing." Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw an enemy general riding in silver armor appear under the banner of the Chinese army commander.

"Master, it's him, it's him, Yang Zaixing." Feng Changqing couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

Thinking of the enemy's god-like sword technique, and thinking of his younger brother who was still lying on the hospital bed covered in scars, Feng Changqing's voice was angry, nervous and a little afraid.

"Finally found it!" Wang Shen clenched the handle of the knife and looked intently.

I saw that this Yang Zaixing was only of medium height, and the war horse he was riding under him was not tall, and his whole body was covered in dust. The brown fur and ponytail were clotted into a mess of mud. Strange to say, the armor on his body is dazzling, giving people the illusion of spotlessness.

His face is not all the national faces of this era, his chin is slightly pointed, and his facial features are also very distinct. With a tall nose bridge and black and white eyes, he is a rare beautiful man.

It's just that his gaze swept around like a knife, and his body stood tall like a pine tree on the horse, with a powerful and fierce momentum.

Yang Zaixing was carrying a very long bow on his back, and the bow arm mountain floated with a faint purple, but it was a longbow that was rarely encountered on the battlefield.

There was a lion crouching on a silver helmet. On the back of his head, he was adorned with a large tuft of the long hair of the leopard, which made him look unusually heroic and fierce.

This is a ferocious leopard, and it only takes one glance to feel the dangerous aura in him.

He had no long weapon, only a mace hanging from the side of his saddle. The left hand pulls the reins, and the right hand does not stop stroking on the waist knife, and it looks like he can't put it down.

"Red blood." Feng Changqing couldn't recognize this knife, and his eyes were so angry that his eyes erupted with fire. His brother was the sword protector of the lord, but the knife in his hand was taken away.

Although the envoy Wang said: "The knife is a dead thing, how can it compare to the lives of the athletes under my command, as long as you can come back safely." But the Feng brothers still regarded this as a great shame.

"Yes, it's red blood." Wang Shen smiled faintly: "Yang Zaixing is the king of swords, so he naturally likes this kind of treasure knife." However, there is no such light thing in the world. I ate mine, spit it out, took mine, gave me back. ”

After saying that, he jerked on his horse and shouted: "Front, crossbowmen, archers, shoot!" ”

The long horn sounded, and the soldiers, who had been waiting impatiently, raised their arms at the same time, drew the big bow, and shot the boundless rain of arrows downward.

The feathered arrows of the strong arrows pierced through the iron armor and pierced into the human body.

In the smoke and dust, there were boundless screams, and blood splashed everywhere.

In addition, the ten three-bow bed crossbows that had been wound and marked for landing also began to exert their power.

With a hammer strike, long, thick javelin-like crossbow arrows burst out of the string, and the sound of breaking the air was terrifying.