Section 27 With the sound of horses' hooves getting louder and louder, the Chinese and Western soldiers who came from behind also reined in their horses and looked to the north with their eyes open.

At this critical moment, the 5,000 army ambushed in the north, under the leadership of Zuo Wei, with the invincible momentum of thunder, slammed into the back of the chaotic Chinese and Western armies like mercury.

Zuo Wei is very excited now, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves makes him seem to have returned to the days when he followed Li Yuan to fight for thousands of miles and bravely killed the enemy. The horses were galloping, the earth was trembling, the timing of their raid was very precise, and the enemy's front army was now in a battle with the adults, and they couldn't get out of it at all. The soldiers who came after them dragged on a long line, and there was no time to turn around and adjust their formation. The adjustment of the team's formation is not something that can be completed by simply adjusting the horse's head. It will take quite a long time for the adjustment of the formation of thousands of people, or even tens of thousands, to achieve the same order and the exact score.

Now the enemy is lined up in a long column, which is simply a live target for the cavalry charge. Such a formation lacks even basic defensive capabilities, and as long as there is a slight impact, the opponent will immediately collapse. Then it was rushed into several sections by his own side. As long as you make a few more round-trip assaults, the rest is just a one-sided slaughter, divided and surrounded.

Thinking of this, Zuo was surging and took the lead. He brandished a spear and shouted: "For the sake of the big man, kill ......"

The black-armored iron riders in the front row responded in unison: "Kill ......"

The shouts of killing and the rumbling of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the golden grass. The five thousand guards battalion iron cavalry behind him heard the shouting, and at the same time raised their guns and roared with all their strength: "Kill ......"

These five thousand iron horsemen are like bloodthirsty ghosts, with a murderous aura, rushing all the way from the depths of the grassland. They were like a flood that burst the embankment, roaring, roaring, roaring, carrying the wind and thunder in the sky, and rushing towards the dazed Chinese and Western armies with a thunderous momentum.

Now that Wei Lin has vomited blood and fainted, he naturally can't command. Liao Shi was rescued by two pro-soldiers, and when he heard the violent roar, he violently pushed away the two pro-soldiers who were supporting him, looked at the Southern Han Iron Cavalry who was getting closer and closer, and shouted nervously: "Launch, launch at will......"

The herald heard the order and blew the horn. The deep sound of a horn sounded in the grassland, as if an old man was moaning as he struggled in his dying moments. Some of the dazed soldiers in front of them listened to the order, and they opened their bows and arrows one after another, and struck a head-on blow at the Southern Han Iron Cavalry that was rushing madly, and the long arrows were whistling, making a ghostly crying roar, and pounced on the Southern Han Iron Cavalry that looked like crazy.

But it was all in vain.

This wave of arrow rain shot into the galloping Southern Han iron cavalry, making a "clanging" sound, most of which were blocked by the armor, and occasionally one or two people fell from their horses with arrows, or people turned over on their backs. But the Iron Cavalry of the Guards Battalion ignored it completely, and still galloped wildly. Although the Chinese and Western cavalry were also elite, they were also frightened by this crazy momentum, and the soldiers in front were immediately stunned by this overwhelming momentum after releasing the first round of arrows. They pulled their horses and retreated one after another, as if this was the only way to alleviate the fear in their hearts.

Zuo Wei's spear took advantage of the huge impact brought by the galloping war horse, and picked up a riding archer with one shot. The soldier screamed and threw himself into the rear of the enemy. The two armies collided violently, making a loud and dull sound, and all the Chinese and Western soldiers heard this sound, and they were immediately terrified.

"Kill!" All the Iron Cavalry of the Guards Battalion brandished their spears and roared in unison. In the face of tremendous speed, they all turned into high-speed charging steel fortresses, ramming and killing any enemy who dared to stand in their way. Every Chinese and Western soldier is like being in the midst of a stormy sea, and like a fallen leaf swept by a strong wind, the fear in his heart is unintentionally increased. I don't know who took the lead, shouted loudly, and took the lead in beating the horse and galloping away.

It's a chain reaction, and their flight exacerbates the fears of others and accelerates their deaths.

Wu Ming, who was fighting bravely in the front battle, only felt that the soldiers besieging him suddenly scattered like a tide. And behind the enemy sounded an earth-shattering shout of killing, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his gun and shouted: "General Zuo has arrived, the enemy is defeated, kill!" ”

The roar of the two Southern Han iron horsemen was like thunder, like two iron pincers wantonly harvesting the lives of the enemy. Both sides simultaneously rushed across the battlefield. The enemy's forces were routed very quickly, and the men and horses of both sides were killed almost without the slightest resistance. But they still refused to give up, and at the sound of the horn, they divided into groups of ten people, desperately drove their horses in pursuit, and launched a merciless pursuit of the Chinese and Western cavalry.

The 10,000 Southern Han Iron Cavalry had all been unfolded, in the sound of a loud horn. The soldiers were in high spirits, roaring and roaring. It was like a sharp spear, whistling, sweeping through the qiē that was blocking the front with a thunderous force. Under this sharp spear, the Chinese and Western cavalry cried and shouted, their hearts and galls were broken, and the wolves rushed to the pigs, and they had no strength to fight.

The entire grassland was full of shouts of killing, and the Chinese and Western cavalry were already defeated. The deep and desolate sound of the horn rises and falls one after another on the vast grassland, and in the sound of the horn, thousands of horses gallop. The soldiers of the Southern Han shouted and pursued the fleeing enemy all the way.

The Chinese and Western soldiers were already panicked and ran for several miles on the grassland.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the whole grassland seems to be soaked in blood. Wu Ming shouted wildly, galloping across the battlefield with tens of thousands of iron horses, and they chased all the way down the direction of the enemy's escape like wild horses with blood and terror.

On the entire grassland, in front of them were a mess of Chinese and Western cavalry, and behind them were black and pressed by the iron cavalry of the Guards Battalion. They were like a terrifying wave, overwhelmingly swept towards the fleeing enemy.

As he was rushing, a desolate horn suddenly sounded ahead. The sound of the horn came from the opposite side, and Wu Ming hurriedly pulled Nanwang, who was a little stunned. Jian Feiyang beside him changed his expression greatly, and shouted without thinking: "Array, re-array......"

As he gave the order, the herald beside him puffed out his cheeks and blew. The horn sounded, and the Southern Han iron cavalry that was rushing to kill stopped one after another, and under the guidance of their respective battle flags, they began to face the west to regroup. Wu Ming also reacted now, the sound of the horn came from the opposite side, it must be the enemy's reinforcements. It's just that the enemy is almost pouring out of the nest this time, and now where are the reinforcements?

His question was quickly answered, and Jian Feiyang was right. It is indeed the cavalry of China and the West. On the first side, the hunt flew with a big "ginger" character. And under that big sword, a group of Chinese and Western cavalry wearing leather armor slowly rushed out from the depths of the grassland with the sound of horns. A large area of black pressing, the first person was dressed in military uniform, with white hair fluttering, ruddy complexion, although he was an old man, but he was in good spirits. The war horse under his crotch is also extremely powerful, which sets off the old man's extraordinary martial arts.

That was Jiang Huan, the governor of the Ten Roads of China and the West, and Jiang Huan, a supporter of Liao Sheng.

Wu Ming's pupils contracted sharply. Four years ago, He Yi finally disappeared and had nothing to do with this old boy. He clenched the spear in his hand tightly, silently watching the Zhongxi Iron Rider gradually walking in, his heart beating violently. He turned around and shouted: "Change formation, sharp arrow formation, prepare to charge." ”

Close, close, the two sides are five hundred paces apart. This was the best distance for a cavalry charge. Wu Ming's heart was like a raging fire burning, and he raised his spear high. Nanwang also felt the murderous aura in his master's heart, his front hooves soared into the air, and his neck hissed, ready to launch a new round of offensive. The herald beside him saw Wu Ming's gesture, put the horn to his mouth, and just waited for the commander to give an order, and then blew the horn of the charge.

Jian Feiyang suddenly shouted, "My lord, you wait, take a look first." ”

Wu Ming turned his head and said with red eyes, "Why?" ”

Jian Feiyang was stunned and immediately came to his senses. Four years ago, although not many people knew about the Southern Expeditionary Army's affairs in Tingya, Wu Ming also mentioned it to him a little. Put himself in his shoes, he also understood what Wu Ming was feeling now. But he still shook his head and persuaded, "My lord, if I'm not mistaken. The one in front should be Jiang Huan, he appeared, and Liao Sheng must have also come. It seems that although Liao Sheng is pustu, the four governors who support him are not pustules, and they have already seen the clues, so they sent troops to help in advance. If you really want revenge, you should listen to Zuo Changshi, now is not a good time to charge. ”

Despite the anger in his heart, he heard Jian Feiyang say this. Wu Ming took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart: "But even if we don't charge now, they won't give up!" ”

Jian Feiyang pointed to the enemy army who was holding back a mile in front of him, and laughed: "My lord is really dizzy, if the enemy wants to fight, he will already accelerate and rush over, and he will not stop at all." After a pause, seeing that Wu Ming was still a little puzzled, he explained: "We have just gone through a long-distance attack, a round of fierce battles, and the men and horses are exhausted, and the soldiers' bodies have been severely overdrawn. If you fight with these Chinese and Western cavalry who come to help, I am afraid that even if you win by luck, it will be a miserable victory. And the other party was dusty, obviously came to support from a long distance, and rushed over before he had time to rest. In their current state, they are not much better than our army, and it is obvious that they just want to stop us, and they do not want to lose both of us. ”

Hearing Jian Feiyang say this, Wu Ming also understood. Obviously, this Jiang Huan didn't want to fight with himself. At least I don't want to figure out the situation yet, and I rush for a while before I have a good rest, and I will fight all my old books. He slowly put away his spear held aloft. When I turned around, I saw Zhu Yuhu staring at him, sweat on his face, but he gritted his teeth desperately and couldn't help but be happy. This kid, if he can pretend again, is still a little tender now.

The sun had already set, and the sunset left only a patch of green on the mountain. Without the sun's rays, the golden meadow suddenly dimmed. Wu Ming carried a spear and watched Jiang Huan's troops slowly disappear into the distance. He let out a long breath: "Blow the trumpet and order the baggage battalion to clean up the battlefield immediately." The whole army withdrew from the battlefield in turn and prepared to camp. ”

The low, desolate sound of a horn sounded on the battlefield. Wu Ming, surrounded by a large group of cavalry, slowly withdrew from the battlefield. Looking back, the empty grassland was intertwined with the corpses of war horses and soldiers, and there were broken weapons everywhere. These things seem to cover the earth, and it is impossible to see the original color, and blood is flowing everywhere. Even his whole body was almost red with blood. The blood also congealed on the armor, as if it had put a dark red cloak over the iron armor.

But it doesn't matter whose blood it is, whether it's from the Southern Han soldiers or from the Chinese and Western soldiers. After death, the body will lose its heat, and there is no difference.