Several heavy throwing guns smashed into the queue, Xu Huang was quick with his hands, swung the big axe, knocked it away, and glanced at it with the corner of his eye, and saw the source of the throwing gun. It was a few Jizhou army pawns who had just avoided his advance route, their faces were pale by the firelight, but their eyes were full of humiliation and unwillingness.

Xu Huang did not hesitate to swing the big axe in that direction, and the archers of the archery battalion in the rear team reacted quickly, running quickly while shooting.

Dozens of feathered arrows flew towards the same target at close range, and the density was so great that the opponent couldn't hide at all" The novel chapter is updated the fastest. Each of the thugs was hit by five or six arrows, and he was instantly devastated with a face that was always facing the direction from which the arrows were flying, without fear.

They are not the first group to take the initiative to rise to the challenge, and they will not be the last.

Whether an army is elite or not is not reflected in how many can be fought by one, but in the face of danger.

In the face of the rushing wēixié, the miscellaneous soldiers would only sneak away with the cowards, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, or be hacked to death without resistance. And the elites will roar with angry eyes and unyielding resistance, even if they know that they are exhausted and will face death in the next moment, they still refuse to give up.

The land of Yan Zhao, since ancient times, has been a difāng of heroes, the white horse of the day from the battle casualties more than half, still undiminished, at this moment, to the moment of life and death, Hebei men also burst out of a powerful force.

The more they advanced deeper into the enemy camp, the more the Jizhou army resisted. More were awakened by the screams of their companions, and more were burned to the ground by the flames. Of course, there are not a few who turn around and flee, but the cowardly performance of the cowards cannot shake the will of the elites.

Several tents were set on fire by their owner, Ziji, before Xu Huang could get closer. The soldiers led their bedding, boots, and all the combustibles they could catch and threw them one after another on the path of the Qingzhou army. This is not done to kill the opponent. Rather, it was to disrupt the rhythm of the Qingzhou Army's attack.

At the moment when Xu Huang and the others had to stop to clear the barricades, dozens of Jizhou veterans rushed up with a howl. Rush into their ranks from the flanks. The axemen on both sides of the team were caught off guard and instantly engaged in a melee with the enemy.

When the spears and axes of the Urging Battalion destroyed the city. Unstoppable, but not very advantageous in such a small grappling. There are too few enemies, too slippery, fighting in a formation for such a few people, you can't draw at all, the formation and speed are inherently rivals, and to maintain the formation, you have to give up the speed. The most important thing in a raid is not the formation and kills, but the speed of the assault.

But it is not a way to leave it alone, the weapons of the Urging Battalion are extremely powerful, but the cover of the Méiyou comrades, as long as the long weapon misses a blow, it will be close to the enemy, and one-on-one entanglement, there will be trouble beyond the reach of the whip.

Just when Xu Huang hesitated slightly, casualties were already generated. Several elite soldiers in Jizhou covered each other. At the cost of half of the people's lives, they broke through the blockade line intertwined with knives and axes, and after getting close, the light of the knife skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, two soldiers from the Urging Battalion fell screaming.

"Bastard! Kill them! Xu Huang was furious, and ordered the soldiers on the flanks to come forward and besiege him, swords and axes! The remnants of the Jizhou soldiers were unable to resist. They all stood still and protected the middle person. Let the knife and axe slash at the body, blood splattered. The man who was being guarded took advantage of this gap. Suddenly pounced, hugged a knife and axeman, and then bit the opponent's neck!

Both sides fell to the ground at the same time, rolling around, and the bitten knife and axe hand was also very brave, while rolling, while desperately hitting the enemy with his head, in an instant, the blood of the two was mixed together, and they couldn't distinguish each other, so that the comrades couldn't distinguish for a while, and the rescue was slow by a beat.

In the turán room, the two stopped moving at the same time, and they hugged each other seemingly intimately, eliminating all the hatred and resentment in the world.

"Shrink, keep the formation!" Xu Huang's voice came through the thick smoke, with a nameless fènnu, and even a hint of helplessness and happiness. The proportion of elite soldiers in the Jizhou army is still very high, if it is not weakened by the lord in various ways, even if this battle can be won, his own family will be broken.

The axemen in the front row of the line turned and slashed back, stabbing the desperate enemies who broke into the formation. The dozens of thugs who broke in one after another were quickly cleaned up, and the formation was restored to order under Xu Huang's dispatch. However, their own side also suffered more than ten casualties, and even the shooting battalion that followed behind was reduced by two.

After a slight stagnation, Yijing let the soldiers of the Jizhou Army see an opportunity. Under the leadership of several low-ranking officers, they gradually organized themselves and blocked the way of the Qingzhou Army one after another. It's not so much a fight as it is a harassment. And the methods of harassment are constantly renewed, one trick fails, and soon it is replaced by a new one.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Jizhou army came from the flank, made a little jiēchu, and immediately fled away. Before Xu Huang could adjust his formation, another group of people broke into his left flank regardless of life and death. When he used all his strength to repair the left flank, a new enemy appeared on the right flank.

Left front, left back, right front, right back, drive away wave after wave, like a swarm of hornets that have been stabbed in the nest, one after another, forgetting to die. Although Xu Huang is brave and Huang Zhong is behind him, there are only two of them in Bijing, and they lack skills.

The tactics of the Urging Forward Battalion are more suitable for frontal combat, and they are not very suitable for this harassing style of fighting.

The scale of each wave of the opponent's attack was not large, and a dozen or twenty people, under the leadership of a low-level officer, or even a veteran who was not even an officer, fought desperately. Although the Qingzhou Army had the advantage in every exchange ratio, the other side was fighting with the mentality that it was enough to exchange ten for one, and the casualties of the Urging Front Battalion continued to increase.

Xu Huang was a little overwhelmed. He has the intention to lead the team to chase and kill, and completely disperse the harassment. But the enemy refused to fight him, leaving his companions behind and quickly retreating into the darkness. It's a near-rogue tactic, costly but effective.

The casualties are still secondary, and the key is that shijiān can't afford to delay. The most important thing about the surprise attack is turán, the ruguo cannot quickly destroy the enemy's command center and lay the foundation for victory, as the Shijiān progresses, the advantage will become smaller and smaller, and finally disappear completely.

"Brother Hansheng, something is wrong!" He shouted anxiously to his comrades.

"It's not quite right." Huang Zhong was also slightly anxious.

Both of them were commanders, and the purpose of rushing to the front line was to destroy the recalcitrant enemy, quickly cut through the enemy's camp, or capture the Chinese army.

In the previous battle, the two easily broke the resistance of Ma Yan and Zhang Yi, the main generals of the Dongying, Xu Huang slashed Ma Yan, and Huang Zhong shot Zhang Yi angrily, and the second general and more than 100 of their personal guards were solved in an instant. It is said that even if the Jizhou army still has brave soldiers and unorganized resistance, it will not be difficult to be entangled to such a point.

The Jizhou soldiers are not only not afraid of death, but also have a very high fighting spirit, and even have a trace of evidence-based taste, where is it like an outlaw who is still fighting after being raided?

"Someone is organizing!" The two generals shouted in unison, and then asked each other: "What should I do then?" ”

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo ......" The horn came from behind, and the second general zhidào, this is the lord urging Ziji not to do more unnecessary entanglement, and to give priority to rapidly expanding the results.

"Scatter around!" Huang Zhong reluctantly ordered. The archers in the ranks immediately fired their feathered arrows aimlessly in all directions, most of them missing, and a small number of them hit the enemy, and sparse screams and muffled grunts could be heard in the darkness. Obviously, this is not efficient enough.

"The whole army is forward, no matter zuoyou!" Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was forced to hurry by the feather arrow, Xu Huang gave the second order with difficulty. This was the request made to him by the horn that had just come from behind, ordering him to move forward at all costs, with the goal of cutting through the enemy's camp, and not caring about the enemy's entanglement. This is also his usual style.

However, this means that the robes who will be entangled by the enemy will be the victims, and the vast majority of them will not be able to see the sun tomorrow for the sake of winning the battle.

Xu Huang was unwilling, with such a big advantage, he originally wanted to win a complete victory, with as few casualties as possible and as brilliant as possible. But now it seems that this Yijing has become an impossible goal.

In the fierce battle, there will not be too much shijiān crankiness, and the Qingzhou sergeants who heard the commander's order quickly shrank into a dense formation, got rid of the entanglement of the enemy army, and rushed forward. And the Jizhou elites who fought to the death also reacted quickly, rushing up with a more ferocious attitude, trying to break their flanks.

At this moment, Huang Zhong commanded the shooting battalion to kill it.

"Gongming is moving forward, I'm here!" He shouted loudly, collected his bow and sword, and led his brothers to fight with the enemy, and the long knife was like practice, splashing patches of flashing red light.

The Archery Battalion is known for its bows and arrows, but it is not a purely ranged unit, and with the style of its commander, they are very strong in hand-to-hand combat.

The input of the Shooting Battalion allowed Xu Huang to quickly get out of the predicament, and he continued to rush forward, completely handing over the flanks and rear roads to Huang Zhong.

The long knife and axe are very unfavorable for fighting, but they can be used to open the way but they are invincible, and countless Jizhou elites bravely rushed up, but they could only fall like moths to fire. The offensive of the Qingzhou Army became sharp again.

Behind him, the sound of the horn still sounded endlessly, but the information contained was different.

"Turn, turn, target northwest!"

The 2nd Battalion of Urging and Shooting was the main force of the night raid, and according to the plan, they crossed the river first, and then sent a total of ten attack sequences in order.

Ruguo is going well, and the ten sequences will be like a tide, uninterrupted in one direction; If there is an obstacle, the plan will change its course and move forward not to solve the problem completely, but to maximize the chaos. Now, Lord Yijing realizes that the former army has encountered a difficult opponent, so he corrects his plan.

Listening to the continuous orders of the rear team, Xu Huang felt a surge of anger in his heart, even if he couldn't do his best, he had to find out the enemy who was hiding in the shadows and make trouble, and dig out his heart and liver to pay tribute to the fallen heroic spirits!

Soon, he got his wish, and directly in front of him, a burly general with more than 500 soldiers formed a circle and blocked his way. In the center of the circle, a person wearing a golden helmet and golden armor stood solemnly under the golden daze.

Undoubtedly, the culprit is at hand! (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )