If Luo Cheng, the young marshal of Youzhou, was a veteran of a hundred battles, he would definitely not immediately move forward to fight for life and death after encountering the enemy. Years of experience in the army would have told him that the enemy army in front of him was prepared. Whether it is in terms of the familiarity of the low-level generals with the surrounding terrain, or in terms of the physical strength of ordinary soldiers, it is not comparable to the tired army under his command that has been rushing for more than half an hour.

If Luo Cheng, the young marshal of Youzhou, is a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills, after the initial test is frustrated, he will also lose his confidence and courage in winning in an instant. In that way, the entire Youzhou army could retreat in time, and although it paid a heavy price, the battle situation may not develop to the point of being out of control.

But the above two conditions have nothing to do with Luo Cheng. Although he was carried by his father in front of the horse since he was eight years old, he did not have many opportunities to command an army alone and compete with famous generals. The Turkic wolves are brave and brave, and their strategic and tactical attainments are compared with those of the Central Plains army, but one is at the bottom of the valley and the other is in the clouds. Besides, even if the Turks really sent famous generals like Ashina Choyu and Ashina Gu Tuolu to provoke, how could Luo Yi dare to let a doll with a weak crown lead the army to meet him?

However, being able to let his father put a complete army in his hands with confidence, Luo Cheng is naturally not a mediocre person. He is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also far above ordinary teenagers in the art of war. In the school competition, the senior generals such as infantry and Liu Yifang are no longer his opponents. On paper, the old soldiers such as Qin Yong and Lu Chu must also bow down. Behind every success, there must be countless sweats. And people who have insisted on studying hard for many years are not as firm in their minds as ordinary gentlemen?

Therefore, at the beginning of the encounter between the two armies, Luo Cheng, who was still too immature, was easily deceived by the disguise of the Boling army. After the two armies clashed, the arrogant young man made a second mistake in his eagerness to redeem his defeat.

Each blunder is not a big one, but two mistakes in a row are enough to bury an army. Especially in the case of this army fighting strangers in a strange land, Luo Cheng's negligence and pride have pushed his brothers into the abyss from which they will never recover.

Almost at the same time as he pulled the cavalry towards the periphery of the battlefield, the pole that had been standing directly behind the main formation of the Boling army quietly lowered. Then, almost without attracting any attention from the Youzhou Army, another black pole suddenly rose. On the flag, which was as black as a starless moonless night, a scarlet "Li" character fluttered in the wind.

"Woo-woo-woo!" The sound of the horns of the Boling army turned sharply and high-pitched. First, there were a few short sounds, like a silver bottle bursting. Then there was the thawing of the glacier and the bursting of the banks. Dozens of horns roared in the same rhythm, generous, heroic, and majestic. "Woo-woo-woo" "Woo-woo-woo" is like the first roar of the milk tiger out of the valley, and like the joyful long roar of the dragon after coming out of the abyss.

With the sound of high-pitched horns, the large array of the Boling army in the fierce battle changed again. The front end of the two diagonally supported "dovetails" gradually closed and the rear end gradually expanded, causing unbearable casualties to the enemy while splitting in two. The two columns echoed each other like two long lances, stabbing the Youzhou army to retreat. And right in the middle of these two long lances, a square attack array suddenly appeared.

This is a phalanx that the Youzhou army is very familiar with, neat and tidy, and stable. But this is a very unfamiliar phalanx of the Youzhou army, because in Youzhou, where horses are relatively cheap, no one will use expensive iron armor to arm foot soldiers. But at this moment, walking at the forefront of the Boling phalanx were two rows of hoplites wearing iron helmets and iron armor. Or three rows or more, the Youzhou brothers couldn't see clearly, and could only see the thick-backed machetes in the hands of the front row of foot soldiers. The knife surface is three inches wider than the standard horizontal knife in the Great Sui Army, and the blade is half a foot long.

Daoshan slowly pushed forward, the speed was not fast, but it made the exhausted Youzhou army feel a huge pressure. A soldier shot at the heavy infantry with a cold arrow, but was blocked by the opponent with a shield, "Ding! The ground flew out with a thud. The heavy armor of Boling, who was attacked by the sneak attack, didn't look at it, and the iron-clad combat boots stepped on the arrow shaft, easily stepping it into two sections.

The enemy and the enemy were still fighting, but their attention was clearly drawn to the advancing phalanx. Anyone with a discerning eye understands that once that phalanx is pushed to the front, the battle situation in the field will be swayed by it. But no one could stop the phalanx, the Youzhou army couldn't, and the Boling army wouldn't.

"We've been fooled!" Fan Zhongmou realized that the situation was wrong at the first time, and reminded his companions in a dumb voice.

"No matter what, you have to hold on until the young marshal comes back!" Liu Dexin wiped the blood on his face and said. He not only saw the changes in the enemy formation, but also saw the black battle flag standing proudly behind the enemy formation. The big "Li" character on the flag has already explained everything.

Today's opponent is Li Zhongjian himself, no wonder the Boling Army can conjure up so many tricks from an ordinary infantry battle formation! And lost at the hands of Li Zhongjian, Liu Dexin did not feel aggrieved. He, Fan Zhongmou, and even Luo Chengdu can be said to be fledgling, but the opponent has more than five years of combat experience, and has gone through countless backs and turns between life and death!

The most critical question for the Youzhou army at the moment is how long they can hold out in the face of the opponent's frontal attack. Even though there were a small number of heavy infantry among the Boling people, the Youzhou light cavalry led by Luo Cheng still had an advantage in attack strength and speed. If he could seize the advantageous position in time and attack from behind the Boling people, even if Li Zhongjian could achieve the final victory, the losses would be so heavy that he could no longer follow the Youzhou army. However, Luo Cheng can lead the light cavalry to retreat quickly, return to Shucheng and hold out, and then pull the battle situation in the entire Hejian County back to yesterday's stalemate.

Li Xu will not give the people of Youzhou any chance. When dealing with the relationship with the court and wealthy families, he is slightly wooden and broad. On the battlefield where the two armies competed for power, he was very sensitive to the war situation. Quickly glanced at Luo Cheng's position, he calculated the result of the battle, and resolutely waved the command flag.

"Woo-woo-woo!" The sound of the horn became more urgent. "Knock, knock, knock!" The drums of the war also became more and more intense. Zhang Jiang, who was walking in the middle of the heavily armed foot soldiers, heard the attack signal from the drumbeat, shouted loudly, and then immediately pulled on his visor.

"Forward, roadblocker, die!" Several loud-voiced soldiers repeated in unison, spreading Zhang Jiang's order throughout the phalanx. The speed of the heavy infantry immediately increased, and along the corridor supported by his brother's body, stepping on the blood of the forerunners, he strode forward step by step, and pressed towards the enemy army full of astonishment.

"Prepare-" Guo Fang, who was following Zhang Jiang, couldn't adapt to the change of role for a while, and his throat was dry with nervousness. He was born as a thief and was accustomed to raiding and plundering with one blow. It is the first time that they have faced the regular army under the foot like today. Of course, the south bank of the Yellow River could not be counted when it clashed with the Wagang army, although the number of people in Wagang was large, the equipment and individual combat effectiveness were far inferior to the official army of the Great Sui. Including the not too regular Youzhou soldiers in front of him.

Listening to Zhang Jiang's order, the lightly armored soldier who walked behind the heavy infantry raised his spear diagonally upward. This is the equipment inherited from the original Fenyang army, with heavy lead mixed iron as the edge and Tuomu as the pole. It is not as long and heavy as an infantry lance, and it is very cheap, but it is a more convenient weapon than a bow and arrow for hand-to-hand combat.

"Cast!" Seeing that the heavily armored infantry led by Zhang Jiang was about to make close contact with the enemy formation, Guo Fang swung his arm forward, and more than a hundred spears roared into the air, swept past the helmets of Wang Xuba and others, and then plunged into the Youzhou army.

"Bump!" "Bump!" "Poof!" "Poof!" The sound of a spear being thrown into the body is unbearable. The thin light armor of the infantry was pierced like a piece of paper by the lead blades flying at high speed. Then, the lead blade pierced through the skin, smashed the ribs, pierced through the abdomen and six internal organs, and penetrated the back of the soldiers, pinning them firmly to the ground.

In the face of the flying disaster, the Youzhou army was almost unable to respond effectively. A handful of agile men barely raised their horizontal knives, which could only deflect the angle of the spear into their bodies, but it could not change the final outcome. A very small number of strong martial arts captains and teams were lifting wooden shields in front of them, and the spears that flew from the air actually broke the wooden shield directly. The shaft of the spear went deeper than a foot into the gap in the shield, almost touching the target's chest before it barely stopped. The lucky ones, who were hovering on the edge of life and death, were so frightened that they immediately threw away their shields and ran backwards without looking back, not even having the courage to glance at the robes beside them.

"Ready-to-shoot!" Guo Fang quickly raised the second spear and led the brothers around him to throw it at the enemy. Less than twenty paces away, he could almost see the horrors of his target after it had been hit. The stunned Youzhou people held their heads and jumped around on the corpses of their companions. How embarrassed and embarrassed it will be, and how sad and sad the cry will be. But Guo Fang didn't have any pity in his heart, he was from Shanggu, and the fertile land and houses that his family had just allocated last year were all on the edge of Yishui. If the Youzhou army wins this war, generals like him, who are not high enough in rank and not famous enough, will be left with nothing again.

Unless he makes up his mind to go back to being a rogue, and continue to live the kind of life that is looked down upon everywhere and is precarious. But Li Xu had already given him a completely different way of life, like many generals of the Boling Army, it was difficult for Guo Fang, who had tried what it was like to be respected and have no worries about food and clothing, and he did not have the courage to suffer again.

In order to keep his dozens of acres of watered fields and the newly built mansion, Guo Fang could only kill the enemy. He had read very few books, so he didn't have the fetters that Li Xu was facing. For a native of Shanggu, the Youzhou people who came from afar to rob are waikou. Although they were also wearing Great Sui uniforms and spoke the same language as themselves, they were no different from the Saiwaihu clan in their bones.

Three consecutive waves of spear throwing allowed the Youzhou army to fully appreciate the taste of fear. In the face of unstoppable and unavoidable death threats, any words of encouragement pale in comparison. Liu Dexin and Fan Zhongmou tried all means to stabilize their positions, but the brothers under their command retreated very quickly and uncompromisingly. Not only did the ordinary soldiers run around like headless flies, but some of the squad leaders and brigade leaders no longer dared to stand within the range of the spears. However, the Boling army was unforgiving, and the entire phalanx quickly pressed over, quickly pushing forward along the gap opened by the spear, and the momentum was broken.

After the third wave of spears was thrown, Guo Fang pulled out a horizontal knife from his waist. The lightly armored foot soldiers around him also followed the example of their superiors, holding the hilt of their swords with both hands, and striding forward after opening the road with heavy armor. The ground beneath their feet was already slippery, and the seriously wounded Youzhou people kept sticking their arms out of the pool of blood and begging them for mercy. The Boling soldier refused to stop, and he didn't even have time to do anything to bow his head and make up for the other party, but just strode forward, forward, and constantly broke into the core of the enemy formation.

The heavily armored infantry soon made contact with the Youzhou army. The opponent who had just suffered several consecutive rounds of blows could not maintain the formation at all, and could only rely on individual bravery and the support of the entire team of Boling Army. With skillful cooperation, the power of the individual seems so insignificant. The recalcitrant ones were swept down in an instant like a few wild wormwood seeds in a raging storm, and they became corpses on the ground. The iron-clad boots of the Boling Army stepped on the corpse without hesitation, leaving a wailing and mess all the way.

Several Youzhou soldiers who felt completely desperate about the battle situation shouted and rushed to the Boling army formation. Trying to use his life to win a chance to retreat for his robes. Their eyes were blood-red, like wild wolves cornered. Their hearts were full of grief and unwillingness, but their steps were extremely firm. The horizontal knife struck the shield of the Boling soldier, slashing out strings of sparks. The spark dimmed instantly, and the fire of life drifted towards the sky. The soul floating in mid-air could clearly see that his military formation had recessed more than twenty steps into the middle.

The previously terrifying swallowtail array had now completely merged with the phalanx, turning into a smash towards the arm of the Youzhou army. The phalanx is a fist, and the vertical array is an arm. And at the end of this incomparably sharp iron fist, it is the solid shoulders of the Boling Army. Shoulders that can withstand all wind and rain.

Li Xu, who was in charge of coordinating the whole army and the flank defense, commanded more than 1,000 foot soldiers, and formed an arc array with a long lance to connect with the tail section of the "fist formation". If Luo Cheng and his cavalry did not go far enough, he would rush over rashly and would just come into contact with the semi-circular steel jungle. If Luo Cheng led the cavalry around to a higher place, before he could kill him, the Youzhou infantry who was responsible for delaying time would have been completely damaged.

Luo Cheng, who had been paying attention to the changes on the battlefield, was anxious. It's not that he doesn't want to speed up, but the seemingly flat hillside is far more difficult to walk than he thought. There are thousands of small craters on the slopes of the hills, covered with green grass and wild flowers, no more than a foot deep and only three to five inches thick. The speed of the horse increased slightly, and some of the brothers fell from the saddle. The torn leg let out a mournful wail, echoing the shouts of slaughter in the distance.

Luo Cheng knew that he had been fooled. This hillside has been dealt with, and the cunning enemy general has already chosen the battlefield. But the enemy has clearly just arrived, how can he have time to dig a horse pit. Who helped them? Who warned them of the arrival of the Youzhou Army?

Luo Cheng, who lacked actual combat experience, certainly wouldn't have thought that all his reactions today would fall behind the opponent's expectations. Long before the defenders of Shucheng were awakened for the first time, Li Xu had already set off with the elite of Boling. In order to fully confuse the enemy army, he made a feint on the city walls while setting out. Subsequently, a trap was set up for Luo Cheng on the road from Shucheng to Pingshu.

The second wave, which was also the wave that Luo Cheng chased and killed as a prey, was led by the military Sima Zhao Ziming, and just walked past Li Xu and the others half an hour ago. From that moment on, the roles of hunter and prey were completely reversed. The four thousand Boling elites waited for work and tightly bit the negligent intruders.

There is not much time left for Luo Cheng. Under the fierce blows of the Boling army, the Youzhou infantry soon couldn't hold on. The two core generals were all painted, and it was only because of their personal bravery and the loyalty of their guards that they barely became ghosts under the sword. Even so, they did not think that they would be able to hold out until the timely appearance of the roundabout troops, and the reason why they were struggling was entirely due to the martial artist's cherishing of reputation.

"Sixth!" Fan Zhongmou swung his knife and slashed over a retreating Youzhou deserter, shouting with a crying voice. He and Liu Dexin are both the sons and nephews of veterans in the army, from the time they played to the big one, and they have always been commensurate with each other in private, and they only shouted each other's words in the army.

"Third brother!" Liu Dexin's voice was also very hoarse, and his breath was full of despair, "You go down, find an opportunity to inform the young marshal, stop thinking about getting it back, and quickly lead the cavalry out of the battlefield!" ”

"No, you go down, it's not you who have been defeated today!" Fan Zhongmou cried in a low voice, "It was I who lost the square inch first, and I affected everyone." You hurry up, it's too late if you don't leave! ”

While speaking, the brothers who were forced up by him and Liu Dexin with the supervision team quickly retreated. Some of them shouted for mercy as they retreated, lest the two ruthless generals order their swords to be waved at them. Some people pretended not to see Fan Zhongmou and Liu Dexin, and ran diagonally as much as possible to avoid accidental contact with the supervision team.

"Go down, you are more familiar with the military book than me, and you have a better chance of revenge in the future!" Liu Dexin smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth. Then he carried the knife, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the rumbling Boling heavy armor. "Brothers, kill one enough!" He shouted, his face hideous as a ghost.

"Protect General Liu!" Fan Zhongmou didn't know where he got the courage, suddenly stretched out his legs, and kicked Liu Dexin with a kick. Taking advantage of his companion's stunned effort, he strode out, dancing like the wind.

"Withdraw with the young marshal and tell my father, I didn't lose his face!" Fan Zhongmou shouted as he rushed forward. The body was like a bolt of lightning, sweeping over the hillside that was once full of flowers, overgrown with green grass and stained with human blood, and smashed heavily into the blade of the Boling Army!

The moving knife bush stalled slightly, and then quickly bloomed into a cloud of crimson.

The crimson blood mist quickly dispersed and faded rapidly, and the dazzling sunlight shot down from the blue sky, and the scenery of Siye was gorgeous and picturesque.

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