"Shoot the arrow...... Arrows...... Shoot these bastards! Hu Xiang shouted frantically.

"Whew...... Shout...... Whew......"

"Sigh the law ......"

Arrows rained down on the ridges on both sides, and the cavalry of the Warrior Army in the middle fell down one by one, and the valley suddenly resounded with the endless wails and the mournful roars of the war horses. At this moment, even the most brave soldiers are helpless against these dense rain of arrows......

"Haha...... Kill ......"

The iron halberd in Han Meng's hand slashed the heads of more than ten people in a row, looked up to the sky and smiled, and ran towards the front team of thousands of generals, his goal was to take down the heads of this thousand generals......

"Dead ......"

A soldier of the Shunzhou Army rode his horse and slashed down with a scimitar in his hand, slashing off the left arm of a Shunzhou cavalryman at shoulder length.

"Ah......h

The cavalry of the Shunzhou army howled miserably, the long knife in his hand swung out wildly, and viciously stabbed into the chest of the cavalry of the Yan Army, and the cavalry of the Yan Army rode forward two steps, and the corpse of the lifeless army finally fell from the horse, and the war horse that lost its owner neighed with its head high, and ran towards the distance along the gap between people and people......

"When ......"

The spear in Bao Muyang's hand was like the mace of an officer of the Evil Army slammed together, making another fierce sound of gold and iron, this was the fifteenth time he had met his opponent, and many hard encounters made Bao Muyang also feel that his arms were sore, tired, and the war horse under his crotch also moved back a small step slightly. And the thousand people will turn pale, their entire arms are sore, and some of them can't even hold weapons.

A cavalryman of the Yan Army thought that there was an opportunity, and slashed at Bao Muyang's neck with a sharp scimitar, but was pierced through his chest by Bao Muyang's random swing of spear.

"Die......"

Bao Muyang roared angrily, and the heavy subway gun stabbed like a poisonous snake, the sharp blade of the gun pierced the air, and let out a piercing scream, and the powerful officer on the opposite side opened his eyes wide, staring at the tip of the spear that stabbed to the ground, intending to dodge, but sadly found that he couldn't dodge......

Han Meng urged the horse to gallop forward, and the double halberd in his hand swept through the air, sweeping the soldiers where he passed, only to see Han Meng's horse flash, and the others found that those soldiers had already been cut by Han Meng with an iron halberd.

"Come on!" Han burst out with a loud shout, and the iron halberd in his hand had already slammed out, slashing towards the thousand-man general. The thousand generals also saw Han Meng's bravery, and their eyes were split, and they raised the heavy iron spear in their hands with a loud shout, and stiffened the iron halberd that roared towards him.

"When ......"

With a fierce sound of gold and iron, a thousand people swept the entire majestic body into the air and flew up, sliding backwards from the air tumbling and rolling backwards, falling down, but they could no longer stand on their feet, their legs were weak, and they fell to their knees. A salty rush rushed up his throat, and the Thousand Men felt his vision gradually blur, and in the haze of blood, he saw his guards fall down one by one as if they had been cut to the ground......

Han Meng fiercely killed the guards guarding the body of the thousand generals, rode his horse to the side of the thousand generals, and looked at the thousands of generals who were kneeling on the ground, with a touch of contempt and killing intent in his eyes.

"Suffer Death......"

"Poof......

Blood splattered, heads rolled off, and thousands of former Daming soldiers were killed. Thousands of people will be beheaded, and the morale of the front team will plummet. Subsequently, the two 500-man commanders were also beheaded by two soldiers.

"Who are these two? Martial arts are good! Zhao Xun couldn't help but sigh as he watched the two five hundred commanders of the Yan Army being killed by the two captains of the two first capitals. It seems that there are still a lot of talented people in the army, but they just don't see it. Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have.

"The two of them are the two sons of the Lin family, a big clan in Gaoling County, who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and are not under Yang Qiu and the others at all." Su Ziyan, who was also following Zhao Xun's side, replied.

"Clan? Will even let his son go to war? Interesting! Zhao Xun said with a smile.

Su Ziyan said: "It's not the last time you indulged Du Yuan's rebellion, they were afraid that they would be cleaned up by you, so they donated their land to cooperate with the new policy, and also let two sons join the army, and one son of Xi Wen joined politics." ”

"Oh? I see! ”

"Brothers, kill! Let these bastards see, my tigers are amazing! We were compared to being the first! ”

The "killing ......" tigers all entered from the north of Gao Jianwen, although Gao Jianwen immediately turned the horse's head, but because he had no momentum, he was still at a disadvantage.

"Uhh......h

With a crisp sound of a sharp blade slicing through the chest, Gao Wenlu's chest was pierced with an iron spear by Yang Qiuqing, the captain of the Tiger Du Zuodu and the captain of the first battalion. The sharp tip of the spear pierced through the back of the thousand generals Gao Wenlu, and there were red blood beads dripping from the cold blade of the spear. Yang Qiu didn't care at all about the angry scolding of Gao Wenlu's cousin Gao Jianwen not far away, the corners of his mouth opened and sneered cruelly, and the iron spear was quickly retracted, leaving a large bloody hole on Gao Wenlu's chest......

Blood gushed out of the blood hole like a fountain, and Gao Wenlu's young vitality was rapidly disappearing......

"Bastard ......" Gao Jianwen almost wanted to go crazy, this Gao Wenlu was his cousin, and this time he joined the army under his subordinates, which was also convenient for Gao Jianwen to take care of. Unexpectedly, he died here.

"Kill me...... Kill......" Gao Jianwen brandished his scimitar and roared like crazy.

"Kill ......"

Luo Yiha was unambiguous, shouted loudly, raised the Cold Moon Knife Stream, and headed towards the Yan Yan Army.

"Boom ......"

In the frenzied sound of horses' hooves, the fierce tiger cavalry that was galloping forward finally unstoppable and fiercely slammed into the formation of the Yan army that had just turned sideways. Blades struck each other, war horses neighed, iron hooves churned, and blood rained down with severed limbs and stumps flying all over the sky. The tragic moment of the cavalry battle bloomed, like a dazzling splendor of fireworks in the air......

"Thorny ......"

The Cold Moon Knife in Luo Yi's hand viciously smashed the head of a cavalryman of the Martial Army, and with a crisp cracking sound, the head of the Cavalry of the Martial Arts burst open like a watermelon smashed into the ground, and instantly turned into flesh and blood in the sky, flying in the air. The corpse that had lost its head rode forward on horseback and rushed forward dozens of paces, the sharp scimitar in his hand still slashing at the ground, but it could never cut at the enemy.

Red and black battle flags fluttered in the wind, spears and knives pierced into the enemy's chest, and scimitars slashed into the opponent's shoulders.

rushed by, never looking back, and each soldier of the Shunzhou army did not turn his head after the battle. Instead, they continued to attack the other side of the army without slowing down, so the archers on both sides could not shoot arrows at will, and could only look at a piece of soldiers and soldiers, and then concentrate on the rain of arrows.

Every time the cavalry of the Shunzhou army rushed forward, several knights would fall from their horses. But the Warriors had more cavalry rolling off their horses. The Shunzhou army was energetically waiting for the enemy to enter the army, while the Yan army came from afar and was ambushed, which can be described as physically and mentally exhausted. What made the Yan army even more shocked was that these Shunzhou troops were completely different from the Shunzhou city army they defeated, and they were not as easy to deal with as they imagined, those people held the hands of the spears and horizontal knives without trembling, and when they looked at them, they were even colder and crueler than them. They turned a blind eye to the constant fall of the two sides, just rushing past one after another, hedging past each other, not forgetting to wave their weapons at their opponents.

In the end, the exhausted and frightened army finally could not resist, and bursts of shouts came from the right flank of the Goguryeo Chinese army, and the right flank guarded by the young men of the tribe who had been crumbling could no longer be stopped.

I don't know which cavalry was the first to turn around and retreat, one, two, ten, hundred... Even before the Daoshunzhou cavalry arrived, they were already in a hurry to retreat. But the front and rear are the cavalry of the Shunzhou army, can they escape?

"My lord, we have no way to escape, we are surrounded by the Shunzhou army!"

A cavalryman said to the ten-captain beside him with a pale face.

"Let's go and meet the general!" A cavalryman said in a trembling voice.

"All of them are killed! I saw with my own eyes that General Gao was killed by the crossbow arrows of the Shunzhou army on both sides. And General Daming was captured by the Shunzhou army! The other ten-captain, covered in blood, said bitterly.

"So what do you say?" The ten-captain scolded angrily, but from his face, he was also pale.

"Let's surrender!"

I don't know who opened the mouth first, anyway, as soon as this sentence came out, these more than ten people were stunned. One by one, they stood there blankly, and after making eye contact for a while, finally, everyone unanimously agreed to surrender to the Shunzhou army.

"Bang Bang ......"

One of them threw down his weapon, turned over and dismounted, and hid aside. Immediately afterwards, as if it would be contagious, they hurriedly threw aside the weapons in their hands one by one, for fear that if it was a little late, people would think that they wanted to fight to the end. The sound of clanging weapons kept coming, and within a while, small piles of weapons had appeared on the battlefield.

The reinforcements of the 6,000 Jing Ya army were defeated, although Gao Jianwen and Da Ming also resisted hard, but they fell into the calculation of the Shunzhou army from the beginning. In addition, the Shunzhou army had the advantage of strength and terrain, so it was completely defeated.

"Good! That's great! Seeing the surrender of the remnants of the Yan Army, Zhao Xun, who was watching the battle, immediately clapped his hands and laughed, obviously he was very satisfied with this battle. Although this battle was fought with more and less, it also allowed the soldiers of the Shunzhou Army to really fight with the Yan Army, and also made them face the Yan Army and not be afraid. At the same time, only big wars and bloody battles can make the soldiers grow faster.