Cao Cao's wild goose marching array, in addition to playing long-range attacks, the biggest advantage is that it covers a large area, which can be used to cover the battlefield, especially suitable for limiting the mobility of cavalry, to achieve the purpose of encircling the enemy army, gathering and annihilating.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, the formation is too wide, the forces are relatively unconcentrated, and if the enemy adopts a resolute central breakthrough tactic, it will be difficult to resist.

Cao Cao is a master of the art of war, of course, he will not be unaware of the pros and cons, but in the current situation, this is the only way.

Now several soldiers and horses in Qingzhou are outflanking from all directions, time is life, and he is not given time to fight steadily at all. The mechanical power of the square, circle or yoke formation with a solid defense is very poor, Wang Yu does not need to rush at all, as long as he uses the mechanical power to pull back and forth, and transfer, it is enough to pull out the space to save people.

When Wang Yu and Lu Bu converge and calmly start containment, then Cao's 80,000-strong army will really be at the end of the road.

Therefore, Cao Cao decisively put out a wild goose marching formation, which was to force Wang Yu to fight hard. It is best to be able to defeat Wang Yu, or even capture Wang Yu, even if you can't, you must greatly consume the combat power of the Wind and Fire Cavalry in this battle, so that the opponent is powerless to pursue. The cavalry was ordered to recoil, precisely to compensate for the weakness of the excessively long battle line.

5,000 light cavalry, 2,000 iron cavalry is not an ornament, even if the Qingzhou army is powerful, it will have to pay a considerable price, it will take a considerable amount of time to win, and then it will not be able to continue to attack the infantry array. But they never expected that Zhao Yun didn't plan to kill more at all, so he directly made a move, and then forcibly opened up a passage among the thousands of troops.

Since the beginning of the war, the casualties of the 5,000 leopard cavalry have not reached 1,000, but their combat power has been neutralized. Neither could they stop the light cavalry in front, nor could they cut off the connection between the enemy formations, but they mixed with the light cavalry on both wings of the Qingzhou Army, making more than 10,000 crossbowmen on both wings of their own side throw rats.

However, Cao Cao did not despair, because there were Cao Chun's two thousand iron horsemen behind the light horse, and although Xu Chu and Dian Wei were restrained by Lu Bu, who suddenly went crazy, Pang De, the general of Xiliang, was also a good hand, and he was even better at riding battles.

Cao Cao did not expect to be able to complete the task of blocking with the iron cavalry alone, but the iron cavalry should have the absolute upper hand in the battle against the light cavalry, and his only hope was that there would be no more accidents.

Cao Chun did not live up to Cao Cao's expectations, did not rush to take revenge, and commanded two thousand iron horsemen to line up in a neat fish-scale formation, pressing forward steadily, leaving no flaws at all. In the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun, the wind cavalry was racing like the wind, but the array of tiger and leopard cavalry was as steady as a mountain.

"Prepare to ......" Pound rode his horse to the front of the array, raising his voice to give the order.

After the Battle of Longshan was dispersed, he was going to try to return to the team, but before he could bypass the battle line of the Qingzhou Army, he got the news of Ma Chao's surrender.

Although it is inherited from father and son, Pound really doesn't have much loyalty to his own young general. He is a very orthodox person, and he gets along well with Ma Teng, who also advocates tradition, and has no common language with the arrogant Ma Chao. Hearing that Ma Chao had surrendered, he didn't say a word, and went south directly to join Cao.

Even now, he doesn't regret it.

The difference between the scholars and the low, the upper and lower respects, this is the unshakable iron rule in the world! No matter who he is, as long as he dares to touch this iron law, he is the enemy of the world! In order to maintain the righteousness of the world, he will not give up!

"Flat spear!" The two hundred cavalry in the first two rows of the Tiger Cavalry were all Xiliang soldiers who followed Pang De southward. With Pound's order, they once again sacrificed their best tricks, and the two-foot four-foot super-long cavalry spear rose like a forest, pointing straight at the wind cavalry on the opposite side!

In the annexed states, they suffered defeat. But this time, what they are wearing is no longer unreliable paper armor, but genuine iron armor! And the enemy army has no foot soldiers who can expel the Star Scattering Array.

Pang De is very confident that this battle will become a shameful battle for Xiliang boys!

The leopard riders of the rear team felt the pressure from both sides at the same time, and they were all scattered, and fled to the wings in a panic.

The most terrible thing about cavalry charging is that those who are too fast will die under the enemy's sword, and those who are too slow will not be much better.

Soon, there was an empty space between the Tiger Rider and the Wind Cavalry, and Pound clearly saw the other party's movements. He was a little puzzled, and subconsciously pulled his mask down, for fear that he was wrong - in the face of the iron cavalry array like an iron wall, the Qingzhou cavalry was actually taking a bow!

Are they crazy? Not to mention the cavalry bow with far inferior range and strength, even if it is an infantry strong bow, fifty paces away, it can't help the iron armor! Playing mounted archery when the two armies are hedging is purely self-defeating, right?

"Ready!" But he did see Zhao Yun taking the bow and drawing arrows, just a hundred steps away, on the galloping war horses, the white horse knights lined up neatly drew their bows!

Pound suddenly came back to his senses, it was indeed not that he was dazzled, because the enemy army had once again completed the change of formation!

"Looking at the ......" was more than ten steps closer, and Zhao Yun issued the second command in an orderly manner.

The standard bow command means to command the archer to aim. The archers mounted their arrows and raised their bows. The bow was only half-open, and the right hand that buckled the arrow was close to the cheek.

"Ying......" This is the last command before shooting, Ying, that is, to draw the bow, such as the meaning of the full moon. It was at this moment that Pound suddenly discovered a strange thing that made him horrified!

The normal opening of the bow is to pull the bowstring backwards with the right arm, but the enemy rider pushes the bow forward with his left hand, pushing the bow full at once!

Although Pound was young, he was not bad at seeing, and he knew this special method of pushing the bow. Only the kind of bow that is well-made and too hard to speak of needs to be pulled in this way. This is the same as pouting the crossbow, the bow is hard to a certain extent, the bowstring can't be pulled, but it is easier to push the bow.

There was only one order left, and Pound's whole body was stretched to the extreme.

Once again, the sense of foreboding in the battle of Longshan once again enveloped his body, and he really didn't want to believe that the enemy's cavalry could hurt the iron cavalry behind him, but this feeling was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it couldn't get rid of it.

He saw that Zhao Yun also opened the bow himself, his ordinary smile was gone, and through the smoke and dust, Pang De could clearly see those murderous eyes, staring at himself coldly, staring at the iron wall behind him!

The eyes, as if whistling, were not a war horse that had run out of sex; It is not a thorn like steel; It is not a beast that chooses people to eat under the boiling blood; Not a wall that advances at high speed...... It's the prey that comes to the door!

"Wind!" Zhao Yun shouted violently!

At this point, only the last hundred paces were left between the two sides. Two hundred curved bows vibrated in unison, and the same number of feathered arrows screamed, rushing towards the face! In a few moments, two hundred more feathered arrows were shot from the sky, and a non-stop rain of arrows fell, completely covering Pound and his iron horsemen.

Rain of arrows, no, maybe call it Arrowland! In the blink of an eye, I stepped into the space of a hundred steps, and arrived at the arrow in front of me, like a violent wind, like an angry wave, unavoidable and unstoppable!

Pound struggled to parry, but his heart became colder and colder, because what came from his body was not only the sound of reasonable metal collision, but also a large number of sharp blades entering the body. Burst! 'Voice---Iron armor was shot through!

Finally blocking the first round of arrow rain, Pound took the time to look left and right, and found that the array of hundreds of iron horsemen had become sparse and scattered, at least fifty horses had fallen from their horses, and the men and horses were full of feathered arrows, and the corpses were piled up into a hill.

The rear army was unaware, and the sound of the horn from the Chinese army was still rushing for a while, desperately urging the battle.

In fact, now that the momentum has been achieved, I can't stop if I want to. The iron cavalry of the rear army was not bothered by the corpses of their comrades, nor was they frightened by the arrows, their eyes stared straight ahead, and they rushed up one after another, rushing up, and the momentum of the charge became more and more fierce!

This tide is not something that Pound can stop, he doesn't care about analyzing what is wrong with the enemy's bow, nor does he care about thinking about new strategies, so he can only rush forward with the tide, hoping to cross this last few dozen paces as soon as possible.

However, a new order came from the other side, which directly cut off his last hope.

"Turn!" The mounted archers, who had just finished a round of killing, gathered their bows and leaned over, turned their horses' heads and ran diagonally, leaving their place to their comrades behind them.

"Look!"

"Ying!"

"Wind!"

At the sound of the order, the arrows were projected one by one, and more and more iron horsemen fell on their horses. Now not only Pang De, but even Cao Cao, who was watching the battle from behind, also found it strange, the bow and arrow used by the horse archer are not ordinary bows and arrows, but can shoot through iron armor, an unbelievable sharp weapon!

In the face of such strength, the tiger riders still showed that apart from the terrifying fighting spirit, none of them retreated, rushing forward bravely, trying to rely on courage to cross this artificial moat. But no matter how they urged the war horses, this short distance of dozens of steps seemed to be close to the end of the world, and they couldn't cross it.

It's not that they're slow, it's that the enemy's formation is too fast!

The cavalry who had completed a round of shooting threw directly into the spur, like an unfolded lotus flower, the petals bloomed from the inside to the outside layer by layer, but the stamen in the center refused to show its true face.

The front row ran away, the rear row fired a volley, and the speed of the shortening distance was far from keeping up with the speed of casualties, and after just a few breaths, Pound painfully found that none of the two hundred good brothers who went south with him had died.

This is not surprising, even Pound himself has four or five carving feathers inserted in his body, although none of them hit the vital point, but they are all extremely deep into the flesh. If it weren't for Pound's extraordinary martial arts skills to avoid the key points, he would have been one of the corpses everywhere by now.

"Ahh He grabbed an arrow in his thigh and roared, struggling to pull it out.

Blood was gushing, but Pound didn't even look at it, the wound on his leg couldn't affect his combat strength, but if he didn't see what was strange about the enemy's arrows, he really couldn't look at it.

This arrow is slightly longer than a normal feathered arrow, and the tip of the arrow is black-blue, and the cold is reminiscent of the teeth of some animal. Pound felt that the arrow was far heavier than his usual arrows, and the shaft was soaked in oil, which was tough and slippery. If you look closely, you can see that the arrows are quadrangular in shape, with extremely deep grooves carved into each edge.

Armor-piercing cone!

A term came to mind, and Pound was full of grief and indignation.

Armor-piercing arrows are not new, but they are not easy to manufacture, and there is no way to use them on a large scale on the battlefield. It is no exaggeration to say that killing people with this object is almost the same as the cost of smashing people with gold and silver.

There is also the bow of the Qingzhou army, there is no need to observe it closely, Pang De also knows that it is not an ordinary bow, I am afraid that it is some kind of special strong bow, otherwise the range and strength cannot be so strong!

Once again, he was defeated by the arrogance of Qingzhou......

I don't know how long it took, but the long and casualty charge finally ended, but Pound was distraught, because until the end, the tiger cavalry only caught up with the scattered dozen horsemen, and most of the light cavalry turned in time. What he was about to face was a thicker array of fiery cavalry pouring up from the smoke and dust in the sky!