Chapter 406 on the umbrella

The wind in the late autumn of the twelfth year of Daye seems to be more than in previous years, and it is also more manic and violent, and it is only in October that the northwest wind has blown out a bit of the smell of the cold winter wax moon. The grass ash that swept through the sky was like polluted snowflakes flying, and it looked not only beautiful, but even disgusting.

After the fire, the grass turned to ashes, and the trees were scorched and turned into bare dead things, which looked like ugly lonely ghosts. If you look at it at night, the trees that have been burned to the point of no branches and leaves are really like evil spirits with teeth and claws, which makes people shudder to watch.

The grass ash that drifts in the sky seems to blow endlessly, a gust of wind blows and lifts a layer from the ground, and then a gust of wind blows, and it can lift up a layer, which seems endless, and I don't know how long it will take for the wind to blow the grass ash away, or wait for an autumn rain to turn the grass ash into a part of the soil.

The wind blows and the dust blows, and even if there is no war, there is an air of slaughter.

What's more, in the dust and ashes, the war came.

The scouts of Yanyunzhai are experienced, and they know how to minimize the possibility of being discovered by the enemy, and on this basis, what can be done to increase the probability of finding the enemy. Wei Liu'er led the patrolling cavalry team to herd sheep, and the cavalry of more than 1,000 people was thrown out of touch for several miles, and in this ghost weather, Wei Liu'er was so irritable and disgusted that he even forgot to send rangers to search on both wings.

The scouts of Yanyunzhai immediately retreated when they found Wei Liu'er's team, they only had a light cotton armor on their bodies, and their weapons were only a crossbow and a horizontal sword, and in order to pursue speed, they reduced their weight to a minimum, and abandoned everything except the necessary equipment.

The scouts who ran back with the wind even overtook the wind, they could not feel the howling of the gale behind them, and the wind still hurt in the face as the prancing horse galloped.

The scout brought back the news of the enemy, and there were only a thousand people, so Pei Xingyan immediately forgot the advice and teaching of his father Pei Renji less than a minute ago, and slapped the horse's ass fiercely and rushed forward first. A while ago, he had just received twenty military sticks, and he didn't dare to sit too firmly on the saddle, so his cocked ass between the horses was particularly eye-catching.

"There are only a thousand cavalry in front, kill me and don't let any of them go!"

Pei Xingyan shouted arrogantly, and it seemed that he didn't seem to take the cavalry team of more than 1,000 people in Wagangzhai in his eyes at all.

Listening to his tone, eating a thousand-strong cavalry in Wagangzhai is as simple as a hungry wolf eating a little white rabbit and a lion eating a small antelope. To him, this seemed to be a matter of course, and the 1,000 cavalry in Wagangzhai seemed to him to be just a group of refugees who had put straw sticks in their hair and sold themselves. Bae In-ki's teachings and reprimands have long been left behind his ass, and of course, behind his ass is his father.

The cavalry running against the wind gradually condensed into a conical formation in the gallop, in order to ensure that the tip of the awl was sharp enough, Pei Xingyan rushed to the front of the team, he tightened the pair of copper hammers in his hand, and before he killed someone, he seemed to smell a smell of blood. The well-trained cavalry spontaneously formed an attack formation in the high-speed gallop, behind Pei Xingyan were two pro-soldiers, three people behind, and then four people behind, the more back the cone formation became thicker.

The sound of the horn sounded from the Wagangzhai cavalry drifted along the wind, and it really came into Pei Xingyan's ears. It's just that he doesn't care at all, because he knows that even if the wind is downwind, when the sound of the horn can reach the ears of the cavalry of the attacking side, it can only mean that the defending side is careless to the point that he will not be wronged if he dies.

At the speed of the cavalry, this distance was only six or seven breaths away.

"Prepare to release the arrows!"

After all, Wei Liu'er is a person who has fought a big battle, although he suddenly discovered that the enemy army was coming, although he has been hiding in the mountains with people for a year, but so many years of experience is still there, and he still knows how to give the most accurate order at the most correct time.

They went with the wind, and the people and horses attacking Yanyunzhai were against the wind. Wei Liu'er knew that this was an advantage, the enemy's cavalry bow could originally shoot a hundred and twenty steps of feather arrows, but in this weather, Mo said that he couldn't even shoot seventy steps, but he was afraid that after the shot, the feather arrows would not fly far and would be blown away by the wind. The cavalry of Wagangzhai were different, and the feathered arrows they fired followed the gale, which affected the accuracy but increased the range by nearly a third.

Hundreds of feathered arrows were shot over, and the trajectory of the wind was a little distorted, but it was faster, and although it was much less accurate, the range was long enough. In this kind of weather, the practice of not having three arrows in battle can be changed, and they have at least a chance to shoot four feathered arrows.

The sound of the wind covered the sound of the bowstring vibrating, and the grass ash wafting in the sky was like mist, which also made the feather arrows shot out a little more weird.

Pei Xingyan opened his mouth and ordered to dodge, a large mouthful of grass ash was poured into his mouth by the gale, he felt a sharp swelling in his stomach, and a few monotonous syllables came out of his throat, and his hoarse and weak voice made him extremely annoyed. He shouted twice in a row, and except for the soldiers who were closely following him, none of the cavalry behind him could hear what he was shouting, but they could not hear it, but they could see it.

With the arrival of the feather arrow, Pei Xingyan was the first to hang his body on the side of the war horse. This stance is very demanding on the rider's ability, but there is no doubt that this method of hiding in the kick is absolutely effective for dodging the feathered arrows.

The first round of feather arrows only knocked over a dozen cavalry of Yanyunzhai, and the second round of arrow rain took away no more lives, and after the third round of feather arrows, there were less than eighty people on Yanyunzhai's side. It can be seen that Wei Liu'er overestimated the advantage of their side with the wind.

After four rounds of feather arrows, the cavalry of Yanyunzhai had already rushed to within fifty paces, and the soldiers with good marksmanship and superb archery skills could shoot another arrow, but they would definitely not be able to dodge the long lances in the hands of those enemies who rushed over.

"Zhang Zaixing!"

Wei Liu'er shouted loudly: "Stop them!" ”

Zhang Zaixing swallowed a mouthful of bitter foam with grass ash, hesitated for a moment, and rushed forward with more than 200 of his men.

"The others are divided into two teams, flash to both sides, don't concentrate, rush to the back of the Yanyunzhai cavalry from both sides!"

The perennial combat experience gave Wei Liuer a cool head.

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The cavalry of Yanyunzhai want to collide, but they will not be able to collide! Then the separated team rushed past from both sides of the Yanyunzhai cavalry, rushed to the enemy's rear and then bit on.

This was Wei Liu'er's strategy, but the cavalry under his command was divided into two teams, which could not be completed in such a short period of time when the upper lip touched the lower lip. So he needs some people to block the cavalry of Yanyunzhai, and Zhang Zaixing is his cronie, so naturally he can't escape the drudgery of being a shield.

"Yan Yun Jing Ride!"

Pei Xingyan shouted with the greatest strength, and his voice was blown out by the wind and drifted far away.

"Onward!"

The cavalry beside him shouted, and although they did not look very neat in the gale, they were still full of murderous energy. This is the soldier brought out by Li Xian, as long as he goes to the battlefield, he is no longer a human, but a group of bloodthirsty wolves. It is said that a general is the courage of a soldier, and Li Xian, a general, taught his soldiers a survival principle that they must master on the battlefield.

It's as simple as killing the enemy and surviving yourself. If you have to die, you can't lose money.

Zhang Zaixing's thin embankment composed of more than 200 horsemen and horses was hit by the torrent of Yanyunzhai cavalry at once, and the broken embankment loomed in the flood, and after several ups and downs, there was no trace of it. More than 200 cavalrymen were first cut through the middle by a huge conical formation, and then the bloody hole was torn wider and wider.

Zhang Zaixing squinted his eyes and fought left and right, and after cutting down a cavalry of Yanyunzhai with a knife, he saw the general who made the copper hammer more brave than Wang Junke, he knew that the opponent's copper hammer was heavy, so he planned to strike first. After all, the copper hammer dance is much slower than the dance of a knife, and the strategy chosen by Zhang Zaixing is also the most correct.

It's a pity that no matter how fast a three-year-old child dances a knife, it can't be faster than a strong man's dancing hammer.

When the knife was about to cut on Pei Xing's face, the copper hammer came first to block the horizontal knife, the copper hammer in the left hand held the horizontal knife, and the right hand hammer smashed towards Zhang Zaixing's head almost at the same time.

Zhang Zaixing lowered his head violently and flashed over, and then rushed past Pei Xingyan's side with a fierce clamp. The two horses rushed at a relatively fast pace, and the time for the two sides to meet was pitiful. It's just that Zhang Zaixing didn't expect that Pei Xingyan would make such full use of this short and pitiful time.

Just when the two horses were wrong, Pei Xingyan's copper hammer was thrown backwards and smashed Zhang Zaixing's back. Zhang Zaixing only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. He endured the pain and clenched the reins as hard as he could, trying to make sure he didn't fall.

It's just that he stabilized his body, but he couldn't stop the Yanyunzhai cavalry that was rapidly returning behind.

The first soldier brushed against him, leaving a deep scar on him. The second person was the same, and the third person was the same, and the cavalry passed by Zhang Zaixing one after another, and slashed at Zhang Zaixing's body one after another. The first slash opened his chest, the second severed half of his skull, the third removed his reined arm, the fourth swept through his throat, and the fifth slashed his neck, and his head flew away.

Wei Liu'er didn't care whether Zhang Zaixing was still alive at all, he only cared about separating his cavalry to avoid the impact of Yanyunzhai's cavalry.

Obviously, he succeeded, and his remaining 800-odd cavalry were divided into two teams, separated by an opening, and opened the door to let the cavalry of Yanyunzhai pass.

Obviously, he was not too successful, because Pei Xingyan found him at a glance.

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Three thousand to one thousand, if you can't even fight such a war, Li Xian will really be useless if you leave Pei Xingyan, and Pei Xingyan is not just a reckless man. He remembered that Li Xian once told him that if the strong and the weak are strong, the most direct and ruthless way to attack the cavalry tactics is the heart-digging tactics.

The so-called digging out of the heart is to directly rush to the enemy's main general, the Chinese army, without caring at all whether its two wings will be encircled, and not caring at all about how the enemy responds, only attacking the Chinese army, and attacking endlessly.

Therefore, when Wei Liu'er turned around with a team of cavalry, the tip of Pei Xingyan's cone-shaped formation immediately changed direction, and still rushed straight towards the half of the cavalry where Wei Liu'er was.

The battle on the battlefield had just begun, and there was a wave of blood, but there was really a lot of fly ash that was stuck to the ground by the blood. This year's autumn rain is red.

Just a few hundred meters away from the place where the two armies were fighting, in the forest where only bare tree trunks were left, Li Xian stood there quietly on a big black horse, covering his mouth and nose with a black scarf, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

When he squints, he often has only two meanings, one is the happiness of squinting his eyes, and the other is the anger of squinting his eyes. And when he is angry, he tends to narrow his eyes into a line.

Staring at the battle situation, thinking of the possible thing in his heart, Li Xian was a little stunned in his heart, and he didn't know what was wrong, he looked at the green kite with a big black umbrella next to him and said something incomprehensible.

"The big black umbrella is very good, it can block almost anything, it can block the rain, snow and hail and block the flames and guns, but it will still be blown crooked by the wind, once it is crooked, it will sway from side to side, and if it sways badly, it will fly out of its hands."

Qing Kite knew that what he said was definitely not as simple as it sounded, but she didn't understand why Li Xian suddenly talked about this topic.

"There are impermeable umbrellas in this world, but after all, there is no umbrella that will not be crooked by the wind."

He suddenly smiled: "It's crooked, it's because the strength of the hand is not strong enough." If the hand holding the umbrella is loose, the umbrella will naturally be crooked. If the umbrella is strong enough, it's okay to hold it tightly, and if the umbrella is not strong enough, don't be blown crooked by the wind. ”

Qing Kite glanced at Li Xian nervously and said, "The big black umbrella is strong enough to hold it." ”

Li Xian looked at the battlefield and said in a slightly bitter tone: "I'm not talking about the umbrella in your hand, but the umbrella in my hand." I have many, many wings, so it's inevitable that one won't be strong enough. ”