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I don't know who shouted: "Shoot the arrows!" The dragoon guards pulled out their bows and crossbows, and four or five of them were killed in the process.

As the distance approached, the damage caused by Yang Xuangan's arrow of death became more and more terrifying, and the few people who were shot dead at this distance of 200 steps were not like when they were more than 300 steps in front of them just fell off their horses and died, but all of them were directly shot so that even the people flew out with arrows more than ten steps away, and two of them smashed the cavalry companions behind them fiercely.

At a distance of one hundred and eighty steps, more than thirty dragon rider guards also began to fire, and Yang Xuangan shot the last wolf tooth arrow in the quiver, directly from the chest of a knight who gritted his teeth at the front, and through the double iron armor on the front chest and back, he shot through the heart.

Fifty arrows were fired in a row, and each time it was fired with a six-stone strong bow, Rao is Yang Xuan felt that his arms were a thousand catties, but he still felt that his arms were faintly sore, and even his right hand was trembling a little disobediently.

In the blink of an eye, more than 30 feather arrows roared, Yang Xuangan didn't have time to pull up the lance, so he used the iron tire bow to dance in front of him impenetrable, only to hear the sound of "clanging" endlessly, all the arrows were quickly pulled to the ground by Yang Xuangan, and not even a single one got in.

Yang Xuangan sighed secretly in his heart, and suddenly found that there was another row of crossbow arrows in front of him, flying towards him at a much faster speed than the bow and arrow just now, and it was impossible to swing the big bow again, so he hurriedly lifted the big steel shield hanging on the side of the saddle.

Yang Xuangan didn't have time to protect his entire front, three crossbow arrows. Two left and one right, nailed to his left and right shoulders, respectively, and the rest of the seven or eight crossbow arrows hit the front of the steel shield. The shock made Yang Xuan's wrist tingle.

Fortunately, these more than ten people all used cavalry triple crossbows of about two stones, and the speed and penetration were far inferior to those infantry crossbows of eight to ten stones, otherwise Yang Xuangan's shoulders had already been shot through at this distance, Rao is so, Yang Xuangan's left and right shoulders were still shot out of three blood holes, and blood suddenly gushed out along the arrow.

Wang Shichong saw this scene at the far top of the city, and blurted out: "It's not good! "A punch slammed into the battlements of the wall. If Yang Xuangan, a stunned young man, hangs up here, it will be greatly unfavorable to his future plans, and he will deal with it in the past few years. He also has a good impression of Yang Xuangan, not the kind of pure use relationship, and even a little sympathetic, he definitely doesn't want him to fold here.

Yang Xuan felt the trauma. Suddenly, there was blood. Yang Tian laughed, his shoulders were lucky, and then he shook hard, and the three sharp crossbows without barbs were shaken out of his shoulders, and with a few "clanging sounds", first they hit the saddle, and then they bounced to the ground.

Yang Xuangan threw away the stainless steel riding shield in front of him, and pulled out the long lance on the ground with his right hand. Wang Ba's head rolled to the side weakly, and the enemy horsemen on the opposite side were already less than thirty paces away from him.

The dragoon guards threw away their crossbows one after another. He raised his eighteen weapons, sabers, tridents, red tassel spears, snake spears, long-handled copper hammers, hand hammers, horse lances, maces, and all the fighting weapons that could be used immediately, and they all greeted Yang Xuangan's body.

Yang Xuangan's shoulders were bleeding outward, and his eyes revealed a beast-like murderous aura, his left hand touched the handle of the meteor hammer at the saddle on the left side, the long lance in his right hand was raised, his legs clamped the belly of the black cloud, and the low roar was accompanied by a long hiss of the black cloud that stirred in the air, resonated, and rushed straight towards the enemy in front of him.

A gust of wind and sand blew just rightly, covering the more than fifty figures who were fighting, under the rebel army's "Qiao" handsome, Pei Wenan didn't know when he stood up, he didn't care about settling accounts with Qiao Zhongkui, and he didn't even care about wiping the two lines of blood that were still flowing down in his nose, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the wind and sand motionlessly.

A dragoon guard, with a scream, flew out of the dust, and from his chest to his back was a transparent hole of flesh and blood, and finally did not move after rolling twice on the ground.

The head of another dragoon guard flew straight out of the dust, and his face was smashed into a bloody mess, as if he had been knocked directly off his neck by a heavy hammer.

Pei Wen'an's astonishment was uncertain, and two more horses rushed out of the dust, and the two knights on the horse held the reins of the horses and sat on the saddle, but their heads did not know where they were.

The shouts of slaughter in the dust, the clashing of weapons, the sound of bones shattering, the screams of dying people, and the wails of the wounded were all in one, mixed with the sound of the tiger and the wind, and with the growing north wind, it clearly poured into the ears of every soldier of the rebels.

After about half an hour, the voice gradually fell silent, and a yellow-spotted brown-maned horse slowly walked out of the dust, and a knight in the saddle straightened up, with no abnormality on his face, and even a strange smile, and slowly walked towards the rebel formation.

Pei Wen'an's nosebleed didn't know when it had stopped on its own, and the strong men who were beating drums and cheering in the rebel formation also stopped what they were doing and looked at the knight.

I saw him slowly raise the copper rod in his right hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood mist spewed out, and he planted the horse upside down, rolled twice, and returned to silence, and everyone only then found that the back of his heart had been hit by a heavy object, and it turned out that his heart had already been broken.

Wang Shichong at the head of Daizhou City breathed a long sigh of relief, his frowning brows stretched, and he muttered, "Good boy, it's so fierce." ”

The sand and dust gradually subsided, the cold north wind came from the heavy wheezing sound in the sand and dust, a strong wind blew, dust to dust, soil to earth, Yang Xuangan's burly figure was sitting on the horse peacefully, the silver armor of his body had been stained red with blood, the helmet had disappeared, a black hair was scattered on his shoulders, the golden face fell to the ground, shattered into pieces, and two blood marks on his face were oozing blood from the fragments.

There were two deep knife marks on the left leg of his left leg, the beast-faced chain armor on his front chest had been punched into a fist or so, and a teacup-sized hole was pierced in his right arm. Along with the wounds on the left and right shoulders, blood was bubbling outward. Even the black clouds were blood-stained vests at this time, and their noses were sprayed with bloody heat. And there is a half-cut spear head on his buttocks.

But Yang Xuangan and Heiyun's eyes were full of excitement and arrogance of victory, this kind of trauma was fatal enough for ordinary people, but Yang Xuangan was like no one, his eyes were full of cold killing intent.

More than forty mutilated corpses were scattered around him, more than twenty horses were licking their master's corpse, as if hoping that their master would get up again, and the other twenty or so horses were also rotten or broken. He was dying on the ground.

The Shuozhou army let out a thunderous cheer, and all the soldiers began to frantically pound the armor on their chests with their fists, shouting with all their breath from their chests: "Gale! Gale! Gale! ”

Yang Xuan laughed. A group of black cloud horses turned around and ran towards the camp that had been squared, and the heroic posture of the man and the horse was shining under the light of the morning sun, and even the blood stains on their bodies were shining with golden light. It's really sexy to the bones.

Rebels in formation. All of them were dumbfounded, no one expected that all of them were battle-hardened, killing people like hemp, everyone had hundreds of lives under their hands, and the Wang Ba 100-person personal guard, who could be called a fierce general in the army, was actually killed by Yang Xuangan alone, this kung fu was really unheard of, and the hearts of every dragoon guard were deeply shocked, and the warriors who were not afraid of the ground and the earth really felt fear for the first time in their lives.

The Shuozhou army began to move forward slowly. The infantry was in front, and the cavalry was scattered on both flanks. The first row was full of bladed chariots and chariots with thick wooden baffles, and 3,000 longbowmen with bows and arrows followed the chariots with great spirit, shouting as they went: "Wind! Wind! Wind! ”

Behind them, six thousand pacemakers, dressed in leather armor and holding spears like a forest, stretched out to the sky, advancing firmly and powerfully, and the entire army exuded an indomitable and unstoppable momentum, and soon it was less than three miles away from the rebels.

Pei Wen'an suddenly came to his senses, raised his head to look at the big flag that was blown south by the cold north wind, stomped his foot violently, and shouted: "Oops! fell into the hands of thieves, they just used this Yang Xuangan to delay time, and now the north wind is blowing, which is extremely unfavorable to our army! ”

Qiao Zhongkui also reacted, and quickly shouted at the flag officer beside him: "Quickly pass the order, the crossbowmen in the front row wind up as fast as possible, and the shield covers the archers on the front line!" ”

Before the words fell, the cavalry on both flanks of the opponent suddenly let out a huge whistle, and the light cavalry wearing only leather armor and leather hats bypassed a huge arc from both sides and swept towards the center.

They did not charge straight at the rebels' formation, but swept a perfect arc from about three hundred paces in front of the rebels' formation, and the cavalry on the left flank took the lead in galloping, and thousands of black-pressed Yanling arrows with the sound of the whistling wind, with the speed of the war horse sprinting and the cold north wind, formed a dead arrow, and flew towards the rebel line.

There was a series of screams, mixed with the incessant sound of the iron arrows piercing through the flesh, and the heavy crossbowmen and leather-clad foot archers in the first row fell one by one like harvested wheat, and the screams and curses of the wounded rang out.

The crossbowmen who could still move shot out the bows and crossbows in their hands one after another, and because of the suddenness of the incident, it was too late to aim, and they could just send them out at the figures of the other party's running war horses.

Only twenty or thirty unfortunate light cavalrymen were shot by ten stone crossbow arrows and fell from their horses, less than a fraction of the more than 2,000 casualties of the rebels here.

When the rebel archers were observing their results, another rain of black and oppressive arrows rushed to their faces, arrows! Second dial!

This wave of arrows came from the cavalry coming from the right, after a storm of arrows, most of the more than 3,000 crossbowmen in the front row had been shot into hedgehogs, and almost all of the remaining immortals had arrows stuck in their bodies, threw away the bows and crossbows in their hands, and rolled on the ground with their wounds, groaning, and the blood of these more than 3,000 people dyed the grass about a mile in front of the formation scarlet.

Qiao Zhongkui and Pei Wen'an shouted at the herald almost at the same time: "Shield wall, shield wall!" ”

The herald hurriedly picked up a black flag from the ground, raised it into the air, and shook it vigorously.

The Chinese infantry crossed over to the dragoon guards who were at the forefront, with bows and arrows in hand, shooting at the opposing light cavalry. In groups of four or five, they carried huge wooden shields made of more than a dozen logs tied together. Push forward slowly.

This trick really worked, with these wooden walls that were two feet high to defend, the power of the Shuozhou cavalry's direct arrow Lan was much smaller all of a sudden, and in an instant, this wooden shield wall was densely filled with feather arrows, and the rebel soldiers behind the wooden shield could finally take a breath, and finally did not have to face this terrible rain of arrows.

Wang Shichong at the head of Daizhou City saw the rebels raise their wooden shields, and then glanced at the big flag at the head of the city that kept fluttering south. smiled slightly in understanding, this good show of arson with the wind seems to be going to be staged soon.

Yang Xuangan rushed to stand on top of a chariot. Yang Yichen, who was standing in the middle of the formation and was slowly moving forward, saw Yang Yichen's face sinking like water, and he quickly gave orders in Xianbei language to several heralds around him. And those heralds were some of them waving their flags. Some mounted their horses and went straight to the armies, and even another rode straight to the valley where a large number of cattle and sheep were ambushed.

Yang Yichen saw Yang Xuangan, laughed, and said in Chinese: "Xuangan, you are so brave, brother, I have fought so many battles, I have never seen a hero like you, and today I am truly convinced." ”

Yang Xuangan's chest and stomach were turning over at this time. It was indescribably uncomfortable, and the whole body felt like it was almost prostration. In the eyes of both the enemy and the enemy, he is an invincible hero. The reincarnated overlord, but the battle in the wind and sand just now was really a thrill that he had never had in his life:

The hundred guards are all strong in martial arts, skilled in bows and horses, and everyone has at least the strength of a regular army general or above, and it feels really exciting to be surrounded and killed by more than 50 people like this.

Coupled with the wind and sand, he was suddenly plotted several times in the melee, and the place in his chest that was stuck in enough punch was smashed by a meteor hammer for a person, and at that time, a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the face of a person opposite, so that his eyes were so confused that he couldn't see, and the knife that had been directly slashing his left wall slipped violently and slashed directly to his left leg.

Fortunately, Yang Xuangan is a natural warrior, after being injured, the more brave he becomes, the combat effectiveness is completely outbreaking, the overlord spear is even more elusive, although the chain flail hammer in his left hand is straight and straightforward, the move is simple, but one force will drop ten, no one can stop his terrible power, the left and right long lances killed only more than ten people, but more than 30 people were stoned to death by this double-headed chain flail hammer, and even one of the enemy's heads was smashed out of his neck directly.

Heiyun also followed the opponent's war horse in this battle to bite desperately, kicking and beating, and the mounts of four or five guys who wanted to sneak attack Yang Xuangan from behind were all kicked by Heiyun directly with his hind legs to the knee of the front leg, and he knelt down at once, and by the way, he also lifted off the person on the horse, which also led to a knight who made a gun directly stabbed a guy in Heiyun's ass with a big gun, and the half of the spear head is still trapped in Heiyun's ass.

Yang Xuangan jumped off the horse, picked up the wine sac, pulled out the stopper, and poured it into his mouth, the liquor entered his throat, and the pain in his whole body suddenly decreased a lot, and the nerves and chaotic consciousness in his brain that had become a little numb due to excessive blood loss suddenly became clear.

Yang Xuangan sat on Yang Yichen's chariot, several military doctors and more than a dozen junior colonels hurriedly ran over, and the two junior colonels who jumped into the car helped Yang Xuangan unload the chain armor on his body, and the time was urgent, so the two directly took out the knife to cut the rope buckle on Yang Xuangan's shoulders and under the ribs.

In a few moments, the beast-faced chain armor that had been cut and smashed into shape was removed and thrown heavily on the ground, while the grinning beast head became even more hideous because it was stained with blood.

Yang Xuangan didn't pay attention to the tossing and busy work of these people behind him, although he was sitting, but this coach watched the chariot was specially made, the wheels and chassis were far taller than ordinary chariots, and Yang Xuangan was burly, even if he sat on the car, he could still see the battle situation in front of him clearly.

Yang Yichen glanced at Yang Xuangan and smiled slightly: "Xuangan, if you are replaced, the enemy army will change this formation, how to crack it?" ”

Yang Xuangan has been thinking about this question, staring at the other party's wooden wall, and said: "The book of war says that this kind of wooden shield battle formation, the frontal shooting effect is not great, you can move forward, shoot the arrow into the sky, and then make an arc to kill the enemy behind the shield, if there is a weapon like a trebuchant, it would be better." ”

Yang Yichen smiled and shook his head: "Is there any other way?" ”

Yang Xuangan also felt that his method was not the best, to form a hanging shot, it was necessary to get closer, so that the enemy behind the shield could use the wooden shield as a cover after being prepared, reorganize the formation, and shoot directly at the cavalry archers who attacked on their own side, and the cavalry archers who lacked armor and shields would suffer a large number of casualties at that time.

Yang Xuangan thought about it again, tilted his head and said, "What if you let the cavalry outflank the two wings in a roundabout, and let the archers suppress the front?" ”

Yang Yichen smiled slightly: "Xuan Gan looks at the front of the enemy army, the width is three miles, it is difficult for the cavalry archers to go around the two wings, and if you attack from the side, then the biggest advantage of our army, that is, this strong north wind, will not be able to give full play." ”

Yang Xuangan looked at the valley in the northwest and said thoughtfully: "Or let the ambush soldiers go out, and the cattle and sheep will kick up the dust in the sky to deter the enemy army?" ”

Yang Yichen waved his hand: "That is the final blow to completely defeat the enemy army, and we have to think of some other way before that." ”

Yang Xuangan felt that the two blood marks on his face were a little painful by the wind, and suddenly his heart moved, and he jumped up from the car at once, and shouted: "Brother Yichen, do you want to attack with fire?" (To be continued......)