All the fire sons formed their own teams, taking advantage of the terrain, performing the method of joint attack, attacking and defending, killing the enemy soldiers could not help but rout, all the war horses, were protected by everyone, the war horses were their roots, their souls, cavalry foot combat, lethality, the same amazing.

The trio, a sword and shield soldier, a spearman, and a melee assassin with a military stab, when the enemy attackes, the sword and shield soldier raises his shield to resist, and the spearman assassin covers on both sides, attacking from a distance, the spearman is the main player, and the assassin is in hand-to-hand combat, and the assassin takes the lead.

The group of five, with one more archer and one assassin, and five thousand people densely packed, divided into one small detachment after another, like clouds in the sky, seemingly fighting separately, but often attacking in concert with each other.

The method of battle formation was created by Yu Ban, and Xu Feng was integrated according to the offensive and defensive exercises of the special forces of later generations, how could the power be underestimated.

"Die." A spearman swung his spear to block the attack of several enemy soldiers, the sword and shield soldier immediately raised his shield to block the enemy's charge, the assassin stabbed out obliquely, and the sharp military thorn instantly cut the abdomen of an enemy soldier, hula... The blood was raging, the five organs were surging, the man immediately screamed, fell to the ground, the sword and shield soldiers immediately retreated, flashed behind the spearmen, to prevent someone from attacking, the spearmen opened the way in front, the assassins guarded by the side, any group, someone was killed or wounded, immediately merged with the nearby team to form a new team.

Although Zhang Ren had many soldiers, in the face of the powerful fire cavalry, they had no other way than to use the tactics of crowds.

In less than half an hour, more than 1,000 enemy soldiers were killed and wounded, and the fire cavalry only suffered a few dozen casualties. Zhang Liao alone, slashed and killed hundreds, in front of and behind him. The dead bodies were everywhere, the blood flowed like a river, Zhang Liao stained his robe with blood, dragged the big knife upside down, stepped on the dead body of the enemy, and continued to stride forward, Zhang Ren hurriedly urged the horse to kill Zhang Liao. Zhang Liao smiled coldly, tiptoe to the ground, and his figure burst up. In mid-air, he slashed angrily in the air, and with a powerful knife, he slashed at Zhang Ren's chest. Zhang Ren hurriedly raised his gun to resist. With a bang, Zhang Liao's full force under the rage struck a blow, and a knife cut off Zhang Ren's gun, Zhang Ren was taken aback, and was just about to retreat, when the cold light of the head of the Yellow Dragon Knife burst out, and he slashed at the black dragon horse under Zhang Ren's crotch.

Click, pop... The black dragon horse didn't even have time to scream. The head was directly chopped off by Zhang Liao, immediately. Hot blood gushed out along the skull cavity of the war horse, like a flood bursting the embankment, Zhang Ren was immediately thrown to the ground, Zhang Liao just landed, the big knife grazed the ground, slashed through several cold stars, and quickly slashed towards Zhang Ren.

Seeing that the blade was about to be slashed at his waist, Zhang Ren hurriedly rolled on the spot, and his body almost grazed Zhang Liao's blade and dodged.

Zhang Ren dodged away, a few soldiers beside him were unlucky, Zhang Liao, who was killed with red eyes, slashed down four or five with a knife, Zhang Liaohu roared, shaking through the valley, like a crazy lion, the big knife danced left and right, killing a bloody road, directly chasing Zhang Ren.

The terrain of the valley was narrow, Zhang Ren couldn't walk at all, and people were crowded together, so he had no choice but to turn around and grab the spear of a soldier next to him to face Zhang Liao.

"Look at the guns." Zhang Ren shouted angrily, the spear Jiaolong went out to sea, and the cold light flashed in the air, and it quickly pierced Zhang Liao's chest.

Zhang Liao raised his knife sideways, sealed Zhang Ren's spear with a knife, swept his waist, the head of the knife rubbed the ground, and slashed at Zhang Ren's right shoulder in an oblique stab, Zhang Ren hurriedly dodged, Zhang Liao stepped forward and continued to attack.

Zhang Liao, who is like a fierce tiger, the big knife dances wildly in the sky, thousands of knives cover Zhang Ren in it, killing the red-eyed Zhang Liao, the moves are fierce and strong, the moves are endless, turbulent, the sword light flashes in the air, the cold light is a piece, Zhang Ren's marksmanship is exquisite, but Zhang Liao knows himself and the enemy, plus a momentum, a passive, high and low argument, less than 20 rounds, Zhang Ren can not resist, was cut in the shoulder by Zhang Liao, defeated and retreated into the crowd.

Zhang Ren took the opportunity to take a look around, my mother, most of the 20,000 elite soldiers he brought had already been lost, and then looked at the fire cavalry on the opposite side, even if it was an infantry battle, there were less than 2,000 casualties.

This... Zhang Ren was almost dumbfounded, and couldn't believe that this qiē was real.

The trump card is the trump card, the elite is the elite, in the past, Zhang Fei led a thousand fire iron horses, swept the territory, invincible, now and now, even if he is in a desperate situation, the combat power of the fire iron horse should not be underestimated.

After two more hours of fierce fighting, Zhang Ren finally waved his hand unwillingly and "withdrew"

He really regretted it at this time, if he prepared more bows and arrows and boulders in the valleys on both sides, he would definitely be able to bruise Zhang Liao's sharp spirit.

I thought that the tactics of the sea of people alone would be enough to kill Zhang Liao, but as a result, it was a big mistake, in this battle, Zhang Ren suffered 12,000 casualties, and the Agni Iron Cavalry lost 3,000 people.

In a desperate situation, the casualty ratio is still one to four, but Zhang Liao is still very dissatisfied with this.

Even the battlefield was not cleaned in a hurry, leaving a few hundred people to collect the battlefield, and Zhang Liao led a thousand iron cavalry to still march rapidly towards Ba County.

Yizhou 牂牁.

When Meng Shu led his troops to the city of Qiqi, the situation in front of him once again frightened Meng Huo, looking at the city gate open, unguarded Qiqi City, Meng Shu was angry and wanted to scold his mother.

also came to this trick, in the past, Guo Jia skillfully set up an empty city plan and scared himself away, but when he understood the taste, he was ambushed by Yan Yan and Zhang Liao, and ended in a fiasco.

"Look, my lord, there are people on the castle tower." Yang Feng, who was beside him, pointed to the city gate opposite him and shouted at Meng Huo.

Meng Shu took a closer look, and sure enough, this time was different from the last time, and the main master finally appeared.

A young scribe, wearing a scarf, wearing a green shirt, holding a feather fan, sat on the side of a small table, on the small table, on the table, there was wine and delicacies, the scribe, the figure was free and easy, the face was handsome, while holding the folding fan, while drinking and eating, without any leisure.

On both sides, there are two small children, looking like porcelain dolls, a man and a woman, the man is handsome, the woman is cute, it is simply a pair of golden boys and girls, if you don't look carefully, it is really exactly the same as the pair of boys and girls three years ago.

Meng Shoudu was about to cry, can't this Qicheng play some other tricks? What is the purpose of this trick again?

"Great king, there must be deception in this city, and you must not enter the army lightly." General Yang Feng hurriedly persuaded him.

"Who is this?" Finger the scribe upstairs in the city, Meng Huoqi said.

"Barbarian king, I haven't seen you for many days, it's always good, how about preparing water and wine for filial piety, how about the king drinking together?" Guo Jia suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

"Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao?" Meng Shu has heard his name for a long time, but he has never been able to see it in person, and he can't imagine that the ghost Guo Jia is so young? With such courage, isn't he afraid that this king will wave his troops into the city and destroy him?

"Mr. Guo, what do you mean by this?" Meng Shu couldn't figure it out, and angrily pointed at Guo Jia and shouted angrily. (To be continued......)

PS: ps: From 0:00 to noon, a full twelve hours, the recommendation vote hit a new high, only white-collar cities voted one, cheers, the end of this book has finally arrived!