Section 25: If Liao Shi listens to his own persuasion, he will not be reckless and take people to chase Jian Feiyang. He will not bring people to follow him to protect his safety, so that everyone will be in such a desperate situation. Thinking of this battle, even if you are lucky, I am afraid that you will suffer heavy casualties. He was so angry that he couldn't care about basic etiquette.

Liao Shi was stunned by his slap and didn't react yet. Wei Lin had already yelled at the somewhat dazed herald beside him, "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and blow the rallying trumpet. ”

The sound of the horn sounded, and the low, long voice echoed for a long time in the vast grassland. The front army, which had been in a mess, began to assemble, and the soldiers who came from behind were still a little dazed, and they adjusted their queues under the general's reprimand. But the war horses of the front army were still grabbing the soybeans that Jian Feiyang and the others had just dropped, and they were eager to adjust there, and there were sounds of horses beating and angry reprimands everywhere, and they were in chaos. When cavalry fights, the first priority is a front army, and the front army cannot be formed into columns, and it is difficult for the soldiers who follow behind to adjust the queue according to the actual situation.

The blood-red autumn sun still hung in the air, and in the warm autumn wind, there was a faint roar, and the sound became louder and clearer. Wei Lin couldn't care about it anymore, he slammed the war knife in his hand into the buttocks of the horse under him, the war horse was in pain, and he still cared about grabbing beans, so he neighed, let go of his four hooves and galloped forward. In the high-speed rush, he raised his knife and roared: "Accelerate!" Hasten! Rush up! ”

The most important thing for cavalry is speed, and now what formation is there to care about, let's rush up first. Otherwise, standing in place, the opponent's two iron riders will strike together, and everyone will become powder. When the soldiers saw this, they did the same, and they sprinted their horses one after another. As soon as the front army moved, the scattered teams of the central and western sides finally slowly accelerated, and under the leadership of Wei Lin, they shouted and rushed all the way to the south.

Wei Lin kicked his horse again and again. While holding a war knife and shouting: "Keep up, keep up." "Since the enemy is attacking from both sides, he can not care about the other way, as long as he defeats one of them, with his own superiority in strength, he may have a chance to turn the tables.

The roar was getting louder and stronger, and the ground was already visibly shaking. On the golden grassland, a black line suddenly appeared, like a surging black tide, rushing towards oneself at high speed.

"Kill ......", "Kill ......", "Kill ......"

Thousands of horses galloped, and seeing the cavalry rushing towards him, Wu Ming's heart was surging, and he raised his gun and roared wildly. This sound was like a thunderbolt, slamming heavily on the empty grassland. Nanwang also seemed to feel the fierceness of his master's ambition, and couldn't help but hiss.

The sound of horses' hooves on both sides grew louder and denser. Jian Feiyang, who had already returned to Wu Ming's side, began to arrange it in an orderly manner:

"Front row spears ready, ready to throw."

"Everybody is ready to shoot with bows, ready to shoot."

"Order the left flank to follow, ready to intercept."

"Order the right flank to pick up speed and be ready to support the Chinese army at any time."

In the high-speed rush, the horn of the Southern Han Dynasty sounded again, and the team began to adjust in a tense and orderly manner under the command of the horn.

The two sides were only a mile apart, and Jian Feiyang raised his gun and roared: "Blow the trumpet, goose-shaped queue, sprint with all your might." The rousing trumpet sounded again, low and surging. It was unusually loud in the dense sound of horses' hooves. With an order, all the warriors drank in unison, "Kill." The speed of the horse's gallop increased suddenly, and the dense sound of the horse's hooves turned into a deafening roar, like thunder, echoing throughout the battlefield.

Wu Ming took the lead, Jian Feiyang and Zhu Yuhu followed, and hundreds of soldiers from the Guards Battalion followed up with spears. The heads of geese that make up the goose-shaped array. The goose's head is getting longer and sharper. From a distance, it is like a murderous sword, ready to choose people to devour. However, all the black-armored knights in the rear formed a thick goose body, surrounded by the sharp goose head, crushing all the way through, piercing any enemy who dared to stand in front of them.

Liao Shi was so frightened that his face was pale, and Wei Lin, who was at the forefront, was also desperate. He originally thought that even if the Southern Han Dynasty had cavalry, at most it would be a show, and its attack power would be limited. And just now there was a confrontation between Jian Feiyang and Liao Shi, he didn't see it with his own eyes, he only thought that Liao Shi wanted to capture Jian Feiyang alive and was discouraged, so it caused the casualties between the two sides to be unequal.

Because of this, he still had a fluke mentality just now, thinking that there was still a chance to turn around. Seeing that the opposing cavalry rushed over like a mountain of seas, the skillful and neat queue was full of murderous aura that rushed towards him. It has been proved that this cavalry is clearly an elite team of a hundred battles.

The one who commanded the enemy's surprise attack was obviously also a master of cavalry. The goose-shaped array charge is specially designed to deal with a scattered team like them. The head of the goose will be like an awl to gouge through the enemy, while the body of the goose behind it will be convenient to scatter at any time and chase down the enemies who flee in all directions. But now that fear was useless, he raised his sword again and shouted, "Everyone move closer to me and go at full speed." ”

As he spoke, he kicked the horse in the belly hard, and the horse was in pain, and once again he sprinted forward with all his strength. Hearing his order, the Chinese and Western cavalry shouted in unison, followed Wei Lin, formed a temporary cone, like a torrent of angry tide, and greeted Wu Ming's goose head.

The two sides were two hundred paces apart.

In the high-speed speed, the goose-shaped array of the Southern Han Dynasty has been completely adjusted. Everyone in front raised their throwing guns and shouted in unison. The head of the goose is full of murderous spirit, and as soon as the two sides come into contact, they will definitely pierce the enemy. During the high-speed gallop, the Chinese and Western cavalry did not notice that the elite goose head composed of two hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion had broken away from the body of the goose about fifty paces. As long as the goosehead successfully kills the opposing leader, they can change formation at any time and chase down the scattered enemies.

Nanwang was already angry, he was angry that there were so many people of the same kind who didn't know whether to live or die, offending him to the power of the king of horses. I couldn't help but hiss again. Wu Ming held a spear in one hand and a silk rein in the other, looked back and shouted: "Brothers, kill." ”

The two hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion behind him shouted in unison: "Follow the commander, step on the middle and west, and kill." "This is extremely neat, and it is like a mine exploding on the grassland. More than 5,000 soldiers were already boiling with blood and pride in the high-speed rush. Seeing that the leader of his own family took the lead, he was so brave. I couldn't help but raise my gun at the same time and shout: "Kill!" ”

The roar was like thunder, and the hooves were like thunder, exploding throughout the battlefield. The horses are moving very fast, and in the high-speed gallop, the distance between the two sides is rapidly shortening. Jian Feiyang and Wei Lin shouted almost at the same time: "Get on the arrow!" The trumpets of both sides sounded the same way, almost at the same time, and they were already indistinguishable from each other. Orders from both sides were also issued almost simultaneously: "Release!" ”

Sharp whistlings rang out from both camps almost simultaneously. With the sound, a large black cloud rose from the heads of the battle formations of the two sides at the same time, and as soon as the two black clouds rose, they staggered through the air, and then turned around and attacked the opponent's battle formation.

"Jingle Bell!"

Wu Ming waved his spear and pulled out two long arrows aimed at him. I heard a pop like fried beans in my own camp. He turned his head to see that there were not many people around him who had fallen, and then he was reassured. Charging intensively, the long arrow hardly needs to be aimed, except for pulling out the long arrow, there is no way to dodge at all. But almost all of the cavalry of the Southern Han Dynasty had armor to protect themselves, and when these arrows were shot on their bodies, except for a few unlucky ghosts, most of them were resisted by armor.

"Woohoo...... Flutter ...... Flutter ......"

But China and the West were not so lucky. Most of their cavalry were light cavalry, and even if they had soft armor, the defensive effect was limited. As soon as this black cloud fell, a burst of people on the battlefield suddenly turned on their backs, and the heart-rending screams were endless, soaring into the sky. But it was immediately drowned out by the thunderous sound of horses' hooves. The soldiers in the back continued to rush forward, and the fallen soldiers in front were mercilessly crushed by the horses. Only pools of blood and corpses remained.

The two sides are a hundred paces apart.

The archers quickly drew a second arrow from their quivers. This is already the best distance for mounted shooting, and the two sides will naturally not afford this opportunity. Wu Ming naturally understood these basic common sense, this time he didn't need Jian Feiyang to command, he held a spear, and shouted almost at the same time as Wei Lin: "Get on the arrow!" Then they shouted in unison: "Release! ”

At such a close distance, there are naturally more people entering the firing range. There were also many more prey and archers, but the two sides were swapped. With the shouting, black clouds rose again on the positions of both sides, and this time the black clouds were significantly larger and denser in scope and density than the last time, and they were more persistent than the previous wave. The black clouds passed through the iron horses running on both sides, and even the sun in the sky seemed to be eclipsed.

The air was intertwined with the sharp whistling, the sound of arrows entering the body, the screams of the warriors, the long neighing of the horses, the muffled snorts of the warriors falling to the ground, and the "poof" of the horses' hooves trampling on the human body.

Close, close. Jian Feiyang, who was rushing to Wu Ming's side, suddenly let go of his hands and stood up in the high-speed rush, he actually raised two throwing guns in his hands at the same time, and shouted wildly: "Javelin preparation!" ”

With his shout, all the fighters in the front row raised their throwing guns in their hands and shouted in unison: "Drink!" ”

"Put!"

The sky seemed to be darkened, the javelins were weaving, and there seemed to be a rain of guns in front of the array. The Chinese and Western cavalry, who rushed to the front, suddenly fell in a row in unison. The screams were incessant, but they were immediately drowned out by the rumbling of horses' hooves.

On the battlefield, most of the people wore leather armor, and if they didn't shoot the vital point, once the warrior's blood was aroused. There are many people who often die even with a few arrows and do not retreat. Jian Feiyang specially designed this kind of horse throwing spear, which was used when both cavalry sides charged at the same time. The horses were very fast, and the two sides were hedged again. The center of gravity plus the force of inertia, once it is pierced by a cavalry gun, it will definitely lose its combat effectiveness immediately.

The two sides were already twenty paces apart, and the Southern Han cavalry could even clearly see each other's slightly frightened faces. The Chinese and Western cavalry, on the other hand, could only see a piece of cold armor. This round of gun throwing has made many soldiers in front of them fearful, what kind of unit is this? Almost all armed to the teeth, how can this battle be fought?

With a loud "boom", the two sides have already violently collided together. The fierce battle finally began.