PS: I know that my war drama is too bad and disappoints readers, so, in response to everyone's opinions, this book will try to have as few annoying war scenes as possible, just to save extra space, so that readers can save some money, and I can finish the book early, above. Tomorrow the update will be in the evening.

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One hundred and twenty paces, which was originally a safe distance beyond the range of the bow and arrow, in this position, the foot soldier could charge with confidence, and few people could shoot the arrow so far unless Yoyuki reincarnated.

Not to mention the spear, even if the evil comes here, it can only throw the spear thirty or forty paces away, which is already the limit.

But this is the limit of manpower, not the limit of equipment!

The partial division of the Qi army in the breakthrough was finally not bombarded by stone bullets, and what came to welcome him this time was dozens of sharp spears whistling in!

Standing on the chariot, Gao Wupi only felt a miserable cry in front of him, as if dozens of huge impact forces hit the Qi people in the front row, pushing them back step by step, under the impact of the huge force, the thick leather armor became vulnerable in an instant, and the armor soldier rushed back a few steps before stopping. At this point, they had nailed two or three of the charging Qi soldiers to the ground together, like long meat skewers, blood flowing along the shaft of the spear! It's terrifying!

Not to mention the stagnant charge and panicked military spirit of the Qi people under this upheaval, Musha, who was as steady as a rock, listened to the muffled sound behind him, and his fingers were tightly clasped together. He stood in front of the military formation, looking at the heavy damage suffered by the Qi people, this crossbow cannon was indeed a militaristic weapon, he admired Zhao Wuxian's whimsical ideas, as well as the ingenuity of the public loss class, what these two people made was absolutely unprecedented.

However, although the ballista can damage the morale of the enemy, the actual damage is really not much, and if you want to win the battle, you still have to rely on the close combat of the soldiers.

"Onward!" After a round of spear raindowns, Mucha raised his large shield, they were arranged here by Zhao Wuxian, not just to defend against the enemy!

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A rain of spears shot the Qi army a little stunned, but most of them still moved forward according to inertia, breaking within dozens of steps, and they could even see the strange wooden machinery on the riverbank.

Due to the two ballista bombardments during the period, the Qi people's array was slightly scattered, and there were a few places where spears pierced several people seemed relatively sparse, and the Qi people were afraid, afraid that they would repeat the mistakes of the robes. But they finally reached the distance that was most conducive to combat, but they found that they could no longer advance, and were instead blocked back by the dense spears and large shields of the Zhao army.

In front of them is the phalanx of warriors that the Zhao army relied on to become famous, the armor soldiers were arrayed, the spears and halberds on the army were lined up, Mu Xia waved his hand, and the waist drums sounded, and the armor soldiers began to move forward calmly, forcing the Qi people who were impacting to the near place to not advance half a step.

The sound of the crossbow firing also sounded on the side, and the Qi archers tried to fight back, but at this distance, they were suppressed by the crossbow machine and couldn't raise their heads, and at the same time, behind the Qi army, there was a sudden change!

"Riding alone, it's Zhao Jun's riding alone!" The hundreds of soldiers who had been placed on the flanks by Gao Wupi suddenly scurried around like a nest, and rumbling horses' hooves sounded behind them.

Arrows rained down on the flanks and rear of the Qi army, and a considerable number of cavalry archers appeared behind them, ruthlessly harvesting the unsuspecting Qi people, the river beaches and car bases restricted the movement of the cavalry, they pretended to go to the north, but in fact they quietly went around the back, and dealt a fatal blow to the Qi people who rushed forward in order to destroy the ballistas!

After the archers attacked back and forth several times, disrupting the originally well-organized rear formation of Qi people, it was the turn of the cavalry to come on.

The horn blew out the pan sound of the river beach, and the assault cavalry with a total of five hundred horsemen lined up in two long formations, and the ring-headed knives erected on the array shone in the sun, pointing directly behind the Qi people!

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The wind whistling in my ears and the smell of rivers, grass, summer flowers, and blood in my nose.

By the way, there is also the smell of the enemy's fear, it is the urine of Yu Xi's disdain and disgust, at this moment, I am afraid that there are many incontinences in the Qi pawns who turn back.

"Gather!"

Yu Xi ignored the arrows flying from afar, and as he ran, he observed his array left and right, and the two hundred and fifty horsemen of the first diamond-shaped formation began to jog, their eyes full of surging horses' heads. The cavalry at the rear of the formation effectively controlled the team, the array did not produce chaos, and the results of years of hard training were reflected, they were not comparable to the inferior imitations of the Qi people, they were the only cavalry in the Central Plains in this era!

The horses' hooves on the river beach are no longer scattered and chaotic, and the dense hooves slowly converge into a rumbling noise, which is like a beautiful music on the mulberry in Yu Xi's ears.

They were soon only a hundred steps away from the Qi people, and they could even see the frightened expressions on the Qi people's faces.

"Pick up, charge!"

With another horn of advancement, the ring-headed knife in Yu Xi's hand leaned forward, and at the same time, their bodies leaned forward. Five hundred horsemen accelerated at the same time, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves was like thunder from far and near in the sky.

From time to time, there are horses that fall over with arrows, but they have no effect on the overall situation.

"Trap, this is a trap...... On the other side, Gao Wupi fell on the chariot in despair, although the bombardment of the ballista stopped, there was a rock-solid phalanx in front of him, and an unstoppable assault in the back, this was obviously a trap set by Zhao Wuxian for him!

But Haotian didn't have time to listen to his wail, the short distance was fleeting, and the next moment, the cavalry array and the Qi people burst out with a hissing roar at the same time, with courage on one side and fear on the other.

"Kill!"

Rumble! The torrent of iron cavalry crashed into the loose Qi army line, and the men and horses collided continuously, and the ring head knife pointed diagonally forwarded sliced countless throats and broke through many armor coats. The spears raised by the Qi people in desperation also hit many unlucky riders, and some horses fell to the ground with their riders, rolling desperately on the ground, and the broken spear shafts churned in the air with blood.

The assault was like a storm, and in one fell swoop swept the Qi front into a thousand holes, leaving only corpses and wounded in the ground.

It was like a huge hand pressing them on the anvil, and the other hand struck them violently with a giant hammer, and after repeated tactical shocks with hammer anvils, this Qi army of up to 5,000 people was completely blown up.

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In the Central Military Department, Zhao Wuxian, who had witnessed the Zhao army's sudden cavalry charge many times, also stood up involuntarily on the cart, looking intently at the battlefield, his eyes were full of galloping horse strands and ring-headed knives that reflected the sun, and the mud and grass clippings brought up by two thousand iron hooves nailed to the horse's shoes were flying everywhere, and the vibration caused by the galloping could even be felt here.

No matter how many times he sees this scene, Zhao Wuxian's mood will be extremely excited, riding a horse and charging, this is a man's feelings. Once upon a time, in the battle of the snow field, he charged with light cavalry that was far less well-equipped, and entered the camp of the Qi army, very close to the Marquis of Qi......

But now his status is different, Zhao Wuxian doesn't want to be an unlucky general who charges and dies, causing the army to be leaderless, although he really wants to participate in the cavalry charge......

Now he can only hold the command flag in his hand, imagining that everything in front of him is a chess piece in his hand, tens of thousands of people are fighting under his fingers, thinking back to his past life, it is like a dream.

"That Qi army is completely finished." He calmed down the strange thoughts in his heart and smiled with satisfaction, cavalry was as expensive as ballistas, and every time he saw them make meritorious contributions, Zhao Wuxian would feel that it was worth the money.

He then turned his gaze to the frontal battlefield, grasped the drum vertebrae, and began to beat the drum himself. This drum sound heralded the real attack of the Zhao army, and it was also the rumbling tail note that ended this battle!

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"Destiny Bird!" Before the battle, the last call sign resounded through the array of the Zhao and Song coalition forces, regardless of whether they were descendants of the surname Ying and the surname Zi, the soldiers all raised their heads and shouted, and they were honored. The exaggeration of the common historical myth of a thousand years ago made Zhao Bing and Song Shu feel that they were indeed in the same camp, and Zhao Wuxian needed them to use this as an opportunity to unite themselves.

The big drum that Wu Xian personally beat emitted a dense drum beat, and the elites of the Zhao and Song armies, who had been hidden in the snow, began to pour out of their nests and rush towards the disorganized position of the enemy line.

Qi Wan's whole body was covered with thick leather armor, even his face was no exception, only his eyes and nostrils were exposed, and he led the heavily armed warriors with iron halberds and large shields to move forward with heavy steps. After several frontal barricades were rendered ineffective by ballistas, the enemy's rain of arrows weakened a lot, and the sparse arrows could not damage the heavy armor.

The dense spears were erected, almost blocking the sky, Zhao Jun sounded another horn, and the sound of the step drum sounded sharply, and then it turned into a step point, and ten phalanxes of five hundred people moved forward at the same time, like a forest of moving spears.

There were only a dozen or so steps left, and the opposite side of Qi Wan's warrior phalanx was full of Qi people with distorted faces. The trigger of the crossbow sounded, knocking over the two Qi people who rushed closest to each other with the opposite skills, and the other party was still colored, and some Qi people archers behind seized the last opportunity to shoot blunt arrows, trying to inflict damage on the Zhao soldiers.

Screams were heard from both arrays, and at this point, the last round of strikes before the melee was completed, and the dense front made it impossible for everyone to dodge, and the combat skills at this time did not have much effect, and the only thing the soldiers could rely on was luck.

In the next moment, the black and soap-colored torrents collided head-on, and the Zhao and Song coalition forces roared with a slight downhill momentum, the sharp blades staggered by, and red waves appeared in the Qi human front, the sound of weapons breaking and screaming were endless, and the cruel cold weapon combat harvested lives at a faster speed.

In Qi Wan's field of vision, people kept falling from arrows, but the crossbow arrows were also harvesting the lives of Qi people, not to mention that the stone projectiles shot by the ballista guns fell behind Qi people later. The Zhao army did not have such worries, their rear and flanks were guaranteed.

Many Zhao Jun and Qi pawns in the front row stabbed each other at the same time, Qi Wan's ears were filled with crazy shouts and screams of wounded soldiers, and his eyes were full of weapons wielding assassination. In front of him, a Qi man with a long sword rushed forward, his eyes wide open, trying to kill him. But before Qi Wan could make a move, the two eight-foot spears on the side stabbed at the skill, and the thin leather armor could not resist the sharp iron spear at all, and he suddenly poked his heart, and blood spilled on the sand.

The same thing happened everywhere in the front, as the new force of the warriors skillful, spears and swords and shields alternately leaped forward, after the long soldiers attacked, the short soldiers of the sword and shield rushed forward to continue the attack, not giving the other side a chance to breathe. In the face of these tough opponents, the Qi army front began to retreat slowly, and then retreated faster and faster, and finally became a rout!

"Defeated, I am defeated......" Guoxia sighed in his heart, the banner of the Chinese army of Qi people was fluttering in the wind, and the fortress of the Chinese army that was broken by the ballista became the weakness of the Qi people, and the Zhao army continued to attack here, and the gap became bigger and bigger, and finally it could not be filled at all.

Qi pawn's courage has been lost, and for a while, the trapped beast who fought against the water has now become a deflated lost dog, but the Zhao and Song coalition forces are moving forward. This battle is less than two hours old, and it is already time to come to an end.

Guoxia began to regret it, knowing that this was the case, it was better to keep the pontoon bridge, and would rather be hit by the half-crossing, and lose more than half of the troops, but also take the Qi people across the Wenshui......

Now, what should we do? Guoxia knew very well that after the cavalry of the Zhao army on the left and right flanks outflanked him, tens of thousands of them would be blocked on the riverbank, and there would be no room for counterattack, leaving him with little time to think of countermeasures.

However, the disaster is not a single line, at this moment, a cronie ran to report with a crawl: "Guozi, Gongzi Yangsheng has run away!" He killed the prison army, took the division with him, and wanted to force the river! ”

(To be continued.) )