37, Ah Bogan was surrounded by his own soldiers, and galloped wildly. My heart was like a ball of wool, and I couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Changsun Song, an old slippery head, humiliated him in public and didn't say anything, and asked him to lead the team to hit the arrows of the southern barbarians, and hid in the heavy guards of the Chinese army to watch the excitement.

The commander has already announced in front of the whole army that Abogan will take the lead, and he really has no good way out of not being ashamed, not showing weakness, not disobeying orders, not offending public anger, and not challenging military discipline except for rushing forward seriously.

He wore two layers of armor. In this way, it was very difficult to raise his hand and slash, but he didn't want to rush into the chaos to fight and kill. Another secret is that he took the opportunity to relieve his hands and asked the small stack to bring three layers of Shu brocade**, which were put under the chain mail. This trick was told to him by his uncle himself. Shu brocade looks light and thin, but the warp and weft are meticulous, and the three layers of Shu brocade are not much thick, but they are comparable to armor. If you are hit by an arrow, the arrow that enters the body will be wrapped in Shu brocade, you don't have to use a knife to cut, you just need to pull Shu brocade out, the arrow can be pulled out, the blood will not be a lot, the muscles will not be broken, and the wound is easy to heal.

On top of all this protection, there is a shield.

Outside the shield was Hu Luzheng, who was clinging to Ah Bogan, and if necessary, he could reach out and drag Ah Bogan off the horse and press him under his body.

All the pro-soldiers were ready for this. No matter how brave they are and how many enemies they kill, if there is a mistake on the part of Abogan, they will be complete losers.

According to the old practice, if the main general died in battle, and his guards were actually alive, then the Xianbei people would send these survivors to do the heaviest physical work without any trial, and when they were fighting, they would be at the front to hit the enemy's spears and halberds or flying feathered arrows, and the wounded would be trampled to the ground by their own cavalry behind them when they still had a breath. That's already a lot of leniency. According to the earlier rules, the personal soldiers who protected the lord's disadvantage were buried alive.

The nephew of the Great Wei Emperor, the assassin of Jizhou, and the chief general of the expeditionary force, A Bogan, was in this heavy package, with a huge impact, flowing to the unknowable front.

The smell of dust, sweat, fart of livestock, and iron of knives and guns came to my nose. An iron horse that swept the earth, macrocosm magnificent, microcosm unbearable, can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

But the earth shook, and the faint-hearted shuddered.

The smoke and dust roll up, and the weak are frightened.

The scimitar is like ice and snow, and the sharpening of iron is always like clay.

Iron hooves and anger, King Kong is also invincible.

As the whole army rushed through the belt of dead brothers, Abogan shouted:

"Rush! Don't slow down! Don't be afraid to step on your brethren, and don't slow down! ”

Almost at the same time, a rain of arrows fell.

The knights raised their shields, and the shields were immediately taken in their place and turned into hedgehogs.

The four phalanxes quickly closed into a huge square, and smashed into the Jin army.

The shield reduces casualties, but it does not protect people and horses, especially horses. Every time a horse falls or stops with an arrow, it immediately crashes into the following knight or simply trips over them. Some knights forgot to raise their shields in a hurry to avoid the rear-end chase, and were instantly pushed off their horses by the whizzing arrows.

But the knights strictly abide by the orders of Changsun Song, and as long as they can still ride on horses, they will not slow down in the slightest.

No matter how sparsely scattered they were when they set out, to rush up and tread an arc would end up crowded on a narrow front.

The crowd was so dense that the archers of the Jin army did not need to aim, as long as they ensured that the arrows fell within range.

But those who come are not good, such as the angry tide of Qiantang; The good ones do not come, but they descend like tigers. Archers must shoot continuously at high speed. After a moment of stagnation, the knights passed through the gap, greatly reducing the distance to the enemy.

Changsun Song's group charge worked.

The dense riders had gone 100 steps, 80 steps, and 50 steps, and some of the impatient riders had already thrown away their shields, drawn their swords, and taken off their maces, ready to leap hard to deal a fatal blow to the rats who were hiding in the carts and firing arrows.

At this distance, even the most skilled archers can only complete two fires, because they still have to leave time to prepare their hand-to-hand weapons. As long as the knights in the front row began to round their arms, the Jin army could only cope with it, and someone would move the car and put the cavalry in.

Abogan let out a long breath.

The brigade had already rushed through the most dangerous area, and although it would take some effort to break the Jin army's vehicle formation, so many people would rush up to overturn these cars.

It won't be long before the infantry will rush up, and with such a large dumpling skin, the Jin army can only be reduced to meat filling.

After all the hardships, a scene flashed in his heart: his uncle patted him on the shoulder and said that although the price was a little bigger, it was a great achievement to be able to drag Liu Yu down.

In the future, I will find an opportunity to repair Changsun Song.

Glancing briskly, the elf on horseback was already standing up straight in the stirrups. He opened his bow and shot an arrow, straight into the hole of the Jin army's chariot. Ah Bogan couldn't help but shout yes. Looking at Hu Luzheng again, he had already carried the bow, took off the mace from the saddle, jumped off the stirrup, and squatted on the saddle, ready to jump up at any time and smash the stick at the nearest head.

For the first time, Abugan praised a soldier from the bottom of his heart, envying his seemingly omnipotent skills.

Just then, he heard a strange sound, as if a monster was roaring low.

The first knight was slammed into a bloody hole, and something flying out of the hole hit the second knight, and he also dismounted with a blood-spewing hole, followed by a blood-dripping spear head from the back of the third knight.

He only had time to say what the hell this was, and his ears began to fill his ears with the roar of a monster, which should be a monster possessed by the wind god, and like a monster with a mountain fire in its body, every roar seemed to be able to destroy the withering and decaying, sweeping the heavens and the earth, making people's hearts shattered and souls sinking.

The knights in the front row were like wheat encountering a huge scythe, and they were cut flat in an instant. One of Abogan's own soldiers was nailed to his horse by something, and even the man and the horse collapsed.

Finally, I saw clearly, it was a short lance flying rapidly, making an ominous strange sound.

Hu Luzheng jumped onto Abogan's horse, put him down on the saddle, turned the horse's head and ran backwards. The pro-soldiers immediately followed, and a small group of people went up the river in the brigade.

This time, what Abogan saw was the front of the knights. A short lance flew from behind him, and when he encountered the flesh and blood of the Xianbei cavalry, he did not hesitate at all, did not show any nostalgia, went straight through, and then turned into a red demon, and continued to snatch the lives of the back, without killing three or four people, and did not stop at all.

What was terrible was that the cavalry who rushed after him couldn't see what was happening in front of them, and they were still riding their horses and whipping. The strength with which they rushed forward and the strength with which the lance flew head-on, creating double the lethality.

Ah Bo stood up straight, waved his hand and shouted:

"Retreat, retreat, there is an ambush!"

He saw the oncoming soldier with a confused expression on his face, and before he could shout a second time, the whole person collapsed, Hu Luzheng hugged him and rolled to the side, barely dodging the front hooves of a galloping war horse.

The Rolling Iron Rider swept past him and swooped down on the flying Grim Reaper.

For the first time in my life, I felt so small and helpless.

It's the first time I feel so close to death.

Hu Luzheng glanced back at Abogan's horse.

A knight who loves horses must not watch his horse endure such torture.

Without asking Abugan, he silently took off his bow, drew his arrow, and took one last look at the horse's big grape-like eyes, and shot it deep into the forehead.

Abogan couldn't blame this self-assertive subordinate.

He was freeing the poor animal.

His horse, from the right hip to the left belly, was pierced directly by a short lance.