At that time, the army of the church was hundreds of miles away from the rebels besieging Changshe.

The distance of 100 miles is learned, and it is just outside the maximum radius of the thief army's detection of horses. Even if there is an occasional anti-thief scout running into the sphere of influence of the church army, the church's dense scouts will find it first and kill it in advance.

In other words, the location of the church army was unknown to the thieves.

But if you continue to march forward, the situation is different. The thief army found that a large number of court men and horses were moving closer to the direction of Changshe, and they would definitely divide their men and horses to fight.

There are more than 100,000 anti-thieves, and only 40,000 or 50,000 people need to be dispatched, which is enough for Luan Yi and them to drink a pot.

And according to the plan to burn down the traitor's camp mentioned earlier, the church army must march towards the long society...... This is undoubtedly the biggest problem Luan Yi faces.

Of course, the church side can also send elite cavalry to go deep behind enemy lines with small forces and launch a fire attack. It's just that a small fight like that won't frustrate the anti-thief. Not only will it be rewarded, but it will also expose the intention of "fire attack", and it will be difficult to make a fuss in this area in the future!

Therefore, Luan Yi immediately decided to suspend the fire attack. First of all, to solve the problem of how to maneuver to the long society, Xu Shu put forward his own opinion on this point - a perfect plan.

In the early morning of the next day, the third watch made rice, and the fourth watch pulled out the village, and the church army did not hesitate to break through the 100-kilometer limit and go straight to the war zone.

At noon, there was a thief army to probe the horse and report to the wave. Bocai ordered the general Peng Tuo to lead 50,000 troops to greet him.

The Yellow Turban Army and the Church Army lined up to confront each other fifty miles away from the Changshe City.

On one side, the yellow banner of the anti-thief army stretches for several miles, and the yellow turban desert is generally bustling with people who can't see the edge at a glance.

On the other side, the blood red cross flag fluttered in the wind, thousands of troops and horses stood proudly, the sun shone on the silver armor, reflecting the brilliant brilliance, the bright blood red cross emblem was engraved on the carefully carved chest armor, and it revealed a strong bloody atmosphere at this moment.

The array was silent, even the war horses were infected, and they stopped neighing, only occasionally sounded a few gasping sounds, which were exceptionally clear in this army of 10,000 people.

This is the army of Our Lady, a military army with dogma as a military rule, a disciplined army, full of fearless of death, fearless of strong enemies, only the Virgin Mary is the first to look forward, and have a firm faith in their hearts.

"Don't be that little white face, dare to come here to shout, live impatiently!" Peng Tuo carried a big knife and scolded in front of the battle. The little white face mentioned in the scolding is undoubtedly Luan Yi.

"Humph!" Luan Yi snorted coldly, "Whose dog is this, why is it not easy to take care of it, and it runs out and bites people indiscriminately!" "When it comes to scolding, Luan Yi has never been afraid of anyone. can speak well, such as Xi Zhicai, and is not his opponent.

"You ......" Sure enough, one sentence made Peng's face red. You're the dog! ”

"Who is the dog scolding?" Luan Yi asked.

"The dog scolds you!"

As soon as Peng Tuo's words fell, he heard the church army laughing. Only then did he realize that he was in a hurry for a while, and he actually fell in love with Luan Yi's words.

"Good dog!" Luan Yi's right hand was raised, and he looked like he was caressing Peng's mind.

"Hugh has to talk about it, and he has the ability to see the truth in his hands." Peng took off the horse and was about to fight with Luan Yi, but was stopped by a deputy general, "How can such a white-faced scholar use the main general to get out of the horse." The last general will go and take him, skin his flesh and chop up his bones, and feed it to the dogs. ”

Peng Tuo thought about it, in case he stumbled...... Death is a trivial matter, and if the army loses its commander, it will be troublesome. might as well let Erlang explore the truth first. "It's good!"

was called Erlang's lieutenant general by Peng Tuo, and he went out with a gun.

"Sect Master, rest down, and wait for Yun to fight for a while." Peng Tuo doesn't play, and Luan Yi naturally doesn't have to be listed. This is the rule on the battlefield, it is an unspoken rule, and characters of the same level should fight against people of the same level. To use an apt analogy, this rule is a bit like a state visit in the future. When a President visits another country, the other country should also be received by the country's top head, except in exceptional circumstances. So Zhao Yun complements "Erlang" well.

Erlang saw the silver-armored junior general who came out of the church army, and the young general's lips were red and his teeth were white, like a scholar. With a look of disdain on his face, he pursed his lips: "You are not an opponent, change to a stronger one." ”

Zhao Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and his legs clamped the horse's belly. "Sigh the law ......" the white horse raised its front legs high, stood back on the ground, and snorted. Then the silver dragon seemed to rush out, flying close to the ground and rushing towards "Erlang", and the momentum was unbearable.

As the saying goes, "as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one." "That Erlang fought dozens of feet big and small, and he can be regarded as an insightful character. Just looking at Zhao Yun driving the war horse under his feet, as if driving his feet, he knew that Zhao Yun was a skilled archer. "Huh?" Erlang knew that Zhao Yun should not be underestimated, and his expression became much more solemn. "Good time!" Greet with guns.

After the "bang" was combined, the two horses staggered. Erlang's eyes suddenly changed from solemnity just now to stunned. "This guy...... Where did you get so much effort. He gripped the shaft of the spear with all his might, and it was with great difficulty that he could suppress the trembling frequency of his hands. But the viscous feeling from the tiger's mouth told him that the collision just now had torn the skin on the surface of his tiger's mouth. "This ......" he turned his horse's head, expecting Zhao Yun to be in the same condition as him, but found that Zhao Yun's hands were intact...... Smooth as jade! "How so?"

There is no room for shock, only a roar of "drink". Zhao Yun came back with a gun, a pair of slightly brown eyes, shining, murderous, and really like angry red eyes. His brows furrowed by his fighting spirit were dragon whiskers, and the bright armor on his body was dragon scales.

Jiro was scared. Cold sweat suddenly broke out, and I could only stiffen my head. "When, When......"

Zhao Yun completed a stab and a pick in an instant.

Erlang reacted quickly, rubbed the rod to block it, drank the action together, and avoided it dangerously.

At this time, the momentum of the war horse weakened, and the two changed to sprint to stand on the horse. You come and go, and you don't have a lot of fun, and you don't know whether you win or lose more than ten battles in a row. It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Yun has always had the upper hand, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes. The guns are faster and faster, faster and faster, and it is dazzling.

Erlang is becoming more and more embarrassed, and he can only be beaten passively in the face of the overwhelming "dragon claws", and he has no power to fight back. It was at this time that he suddenly discovered the rise of Zhao Yun's attack, and he was negligent for a while, and there was often a defensive position in his left shoulder. Deng Shi was overjoyed, struggled to set up the silver spear on the barrel of Zhao Yun's gun, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the spear to Zhao Yun's shoulder as fast as possible. "Suffer death!"

But the moment the spear was taken off, he felt that something was wrong. I can't tell what's wrong. "What's going on?" He was amazed. Wait a minute...... Wait, this silver-armored young general smiled, he just smiled...... Why is he laughing? Why?

Zhao Yun's next action explained to Erlang why he was laughing.

I saw that at the moment when Erlang saw the flaw and stabbed out the spear, Zhao Yun took advantage of the rebound of the spear and carried the spear behind him with lightning speed. At the same time as leaning back to get rid of the spear that stabbed him, his wrist exerted force, and suddenly stabbed the silver spear at the defenseless Erlang, opening a bloody mouth more than an inch long in Erlang's throat.

"Hmm......" Erlang covered his neck and squeaked and wailed, blood continued to gush out of his trachea and mouth, and he fell off the horse.

Zhao Yun casually picked up his corpse and returned with a horse. Seeing this, the church army collectively applauded with the consent of the divine servants, "General Zilong is mighty!" Mighty! Mighty! "Morale is up.

Peng Tuo saw that there was a figure like Zhao Yun in the church army, and he knew that even if he went out in person, it would be unpredictable, let alone other generals. So he didn't dare to fight easily, and directly ordered the thunder drum to march.

Fifty thousand yellow turban thieves swept towards the church, stomping loudly and lowly, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

"Meet the enemy!" In the church army, under the command of Xu Shu, the flag officer quickly waved the command flag in his hand. After nearly half a year of training, the church guards took action according to the banner with the army as the unit and the commander as the basis. The Avatar Battalion and the Divine Rock Battalion were entrenched on the left side of the formation, the Templar Battalion was firmly on the right, and the Kamikaze Battalion was mixed behind the shield wall within the Chinese army.

"For the glory of Our Lady, kill and kill ......" As Luan Yi raised his hammer and shouted, the three divine servants of each battalion of the Notre Dame Sect led their respective officers and soldiers to shout at the same time: "For the glory of Our Lady, kill and kill ......."

The power of faith burst out in an instant. Driven by the notion of Our Lady of Mary that "no fear of death, only eternal life", every defender of the Church army has become the most loyal of the dead. A strong murderous intent spread in their eyes, for they knew that with each more enemy of the Church, the Great Mother would be more pleased with them, and would summon them to heaven and grant them blessings. If you die on the battlefield, you will ascend directly to heaven and become a citizen of the heavenly gods, and you will no longer have to suffer on earth.

It can be said that the guardians of the church came to this killing platform with the intention of begging for death. And this spirit of not being afraid of death is precisely the most terrifying murder weapon on the battlefield.

"Rangefinder Arrow...... Put! After Huang Zhong's order, the longbow of the archers in the front row of the kamikaze camp tilted 45 degrees, aimed into the distance, and threw a special long arrow with a red rope wrapped around the line. The arrow is off the string and the long arrow is thrown 130 paces away.

These 130 steps is the maximum range of the archers in today's headwind conditions. Then the direction of the red rope fluttering, you can also know that it is an east wind hanging today, and the wind direction is about 30 degrees. This provides a basis for improving the accuracy of the bow.

However, just as the kamikaze camp archers were waiting to send the arrows in the round-open longbow, the crossbowmen among the Yellow Turban thieves were the first to strike. They stood upwind, occupied the terrain, and naturally had a much farther range than on the side of the church.

I only heard the "buzzing" sound of breaking strings, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and the locusts in transit were overwhelmingly smashing towards the church army.

"Shield Formation...... Quickly end the shield array! ”

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