Only a quarter of an hour after the Hun cavalry rushed into the Han army's central army array, on the right flank of the Han army, the Huns forced down the cavalry, and they had already rushed over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the enemy horseman, Huang Kuang held the handle of the knife tightly.

"The enemy cavalry is a hundred paces away, ready for battle...... he shouted at his men.

Now he has become a leader of the Han Army's Xiliu Battalion.

The position is low, but it is already very capable.

Over the past two years, he has honed his riding and archery skills day and night, and also participated in a martial arts training, although it was only a month, but it also taught him how to organize and boost the morale of his subordinates on the battlefield, and how to deal with the onslaught of the enemy.

At this moment, in his heart, numbers kept popping up.

The speed of the enemy's cavalry was about 100 paces per moment (the Han family prescribed a measure of time, a day and night were twelve hours or ninety-six quarters [this is divided according to the position of the sun], that is, an hour was divided into eight quarters, and each moment was sixty moments, and one moment was about fifteen seconds in later generations).

And he knew that the speed of the light cavalry of the Han army was about the same as it.

So, he drew his saber and clamped the horse's belly slightly.

In the sunlight, his love knife was long and sharp, flashing with a deadly cold light.

"Cavalry hedge?" He raised his eyes to look at the Hun cavalry in front of him, they were getting closer and closer.

But they didn't let go of the arrows.

Maybe they were afraid that the Han army would take advantage of them to slow down and attack, or maybe they felt that at such a time, only speed was the key to victory.

But in any case, they chose Huang Kuang's favorite and most desired way of fighting - white-knuckle combat!

"In the past two years, eight hundred and twelve days, I have been honing my white-edged skills all the time...... Huang Kuang said in his heart.

The training of the Hosoliu Camp is super intense and simple and boring.

Every day, the most common training session is the hedging between the two teams.

White-knuckle charge, hand-to-hand combat.

For this reason, Huang Kuang and his colleagues paid countless sweat, blood and tears.

He had been bruised by the wooden sword countless times, and dozens of times he had fallen from his horse, rolling on the ground in pain, and even breaking his arms, thighs, and ribs, lying on the bed, crying in pain.

And all this hard work and hard work, in order to one day, when you go to the battlefield, you can kill more enemies and use their heads as your own steps!

What's more, the enemy on the opposite side is the public enemy of the world, the ghost rider wanted by the Son of Heaven!

"Kill!" At this moment, Huang Kuang heard his boss's order: "Charge the whole army!" ”

"Kill!" He raised his saber and roared loudly: "Kill them all, leave no mouth alive!" ”

"Roar!" All the soldiers let out an earth-shattering roar, and then, like thunder, thousands of troops and horses, like thunder, rushed towards the Hun cavalry.

The cavalry charge of the Han army has become a battlefield art today.

More than a thousand horsemen, like a wave, poured out from left to right, along a battle line several miles long.

A thousand sabers, pointing straight ahead in unison, actually formed a sword light in the sunlight, like the sword of the gods in myths and legends, cutting through the battlefield.

After only three or five breaths, Huang Kuang and his subordinates collided with the Hun cavalry.

"Kill!" The moment the two armies clashed, it was as if two mudslides collided head-on in the valley, and suddenly a thousand waves were stirred up - blood waves!

Bang!

Huang Kuang brandished his saber and crashed into the ranks of the Hun cavalry, and in just an instant, the enemy swung his sword to attack.

But it makes no sense.

Because the sabre of the Huns, albeit a copycat of the Han army.

But they can't smelt iron, let alone refined iron.

Therefore, it can only be cast in bronze.

But the bronze is too brittle, it can't be compared with fine iron at all, not to mention, Huang Kuang's saber, the blade is sharp and tough, only in the moment of staggering, his saber was cut off by Huang Kuang, and then, Huang Kuang mercilessly slashed forward, cutting the frightened Hun man's head in half, blood splattered into the air, sprinkled Huang Kuang's body.

But he didn't have time to wipe the blood from his eyebrows and eyes, and the enemy attacks were already staggered.

Fortunately, on Huang Kuang's left and right, two Han cavalry rushed in time and knocked the enemy on both wings of his horse off his horse.

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"Damn the Han Dynasty!" Brandishing his weapons and carrying his cavalry, Subdangtu wanted to rush to the front line.

Unfortunately, the dense and disorderly array of the Huns meant that the number of people they could actually engage with the Han cavalry was actually limited.

At this moment, the disadvantages of the Hun formation are clear at a glance.

Although there were nearly 5,000 cavalry in Subdangtu, there were more than 1,500 cavalry capable of fighting in the front line.

In terms of numbers, it is comparable to the number of charges of the Han cavalry.

As a rule, in the past, the Huns encountered this situation, and the cavalry in the front row was enough to deal with any enemy who dared to hedge against them, and then, the cavalry in the rear row would trample these unlucky eggs into a pulp.

But now, they are met by the Han army!

And it's also the Han army of the Xiliu Battalion!

It's the peak of the fine willow camp!

In the true sense, a strong army that can be a man and a Wuhu!

So, they were immediately embarrassed.

The cavalry in the front row, albeit already very hard, very desperately.

However, they are all lagging behind in terms of equipment, techniques and tactics, physical fitness, and combat experience.

Many people's weapons, because of their poor quality, could not even resist the sabre chopping of the Han army.

Therefore, at the moment of contact, the front row of the cavalry was dealt a devastating blow.

In an instant, hundreds of people fell off their horses, and hundreds of people were directly cut in half by the Han army's sabers.

Immediately, there was an extra layer of corpse paved roads on the ground.

This slowed down the Han cavalry, but it also slowed down the Hun cavalry.

And, what's even worse is ......

Subdangtu looked up at the front.

The second platoon of cavalry of the Han army had already begun to charge.

Wielding swords, they bypassed the front of the Hun cavalry and outflanked them from both flanks.

Then, as if Mount Tai were on top, they crashed into each other.

What was even more terrifying was that the third platoon of cavalry of the Han army also followed.

But their weapons, from swords, turned into longbows.

They cruised on both flanks, constantly shooting with bows.

Many brave warriors who had overcome their opponents after much hardship, were shot off their horses with an arrow.

"Damn the Han Dynasty!" Xu Bu Dangtu scolded, the performance and tactics of the Han cavalry far exceeded his imagination.

He now finally knew why the Makunan clan would say that 'the Han cavalry is less than 10,000, and the 10,000 are invincible'.

The Hun cavalry, in front of them, was indeed too weak......

Whether it's technical and tactical, or physical fitness, or weaponry.

The Hun cavalry, backward in all respects.

He once witnessed three brave cavalrymen who were forced to fall and besiege a Han Dynasty officer at the cost of their lives.

Such a battle, in the past, would have ended in the victory of the Hun cavalry - no matter how brave the opponent was!

Two fists are always hard to beat four hands!

But, now, all of this is in vain.

The quality of those three warriors' weapons is so poor!

There were almost no weapons that could block the sabre blows of the Han Dynasty officers - either they were cut to pieces or chopped off.

"Damn Da Xia Nu!" Subdangtu scolded.

In his opinion, the Great Xia and the Great Wan craftsmen who cast weapons should both die!

Is there anyone like you who make weapons?

If you have made weapons with your heart, why are the weapons of my army so vulnerable in front of the Han Dynasty?

But he forgot how he was ecstatic when the Xiongnu marched westward, praising the weapons forged by these craftsmen.

It can only be said that you can't blame others, you can only blame the Xiongnu and the craftsmen of the Western Regions for their low level of technology and civilization.

And what they are facing is the trump card of the strongest army in the history of the world - the Willow Battalion!

"Lan Zhiye, you bastard!" Su Budangtu turned his head to look at the direction of Lan Zheye's cavalry's attack, and scolded: "Why don't you attack quickly? ”

He knew that if Lan Zheye couldn't rush into the Han army array, he would enter the core of the Han army.

Then, if you are in trouble with yourself, you will be wiped out today!

There's nowhere to run!

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"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither......" Yi Zong held up the clairvoyant mirror and sighed.

It has only been more than a quarter of an hour since the Han-Hungarian battle, but in the middle army and the right flank of the Han army, it is already a sea of corpses and blood.

The Huns, Han soldiers, and war horses were intertwined, and on this plain, there were piles of corpses far higher than one person high.

The largest one was even more than a hundred steps long and sixty or seventy steps wide.

On top of the pile of corpses, the surviving soldiers and the wounded, armed with weapons, were still fighting and killing each other.

And next to the pile of corpses, soldiers on war horses and chopping at each other are contributing to the continued expansion of this corpse pile.

Blood flowed on the earth, and gradually in the low-lying places, it gathered into one blood pit after another.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and some civilian officers with poor psychological quality were now vomiting and their feet were weak.

A few of the examiners who only joined the army after the examination last year looked at the Shura field in front of them, and their hands and feet were weak.

Someone else muttered to themselves: "The weapon of the soldier is the last resort of the saint...... What the sages said, honesty does not deceive me! ”

For these guys who grew up in greenhouses, ignorant of the dangers of war and the suffering of the people, everything in front of them is indeed too exciting and shocking.

After all, no matter how much is written in a book, it is not as true as what you see with your own eyes.

Like what is bleeding and drifting, ambushing millions of corpses.

You think it's artistic processing?

Wrong!

This is a realistic depiction!

Yi Zong remembers very well that during the Battle of Mayi, in front of Wu Zhousai, the blood of the Zhelan people finally gathered a river of blood on the earth.

It was a memory he will never forget.

So, it's actually normal for these little freshmen to have this reaction.

But......

Yi Zong glanced down at the little freshmen, and said, "Order you to go back to work within a moment, otherwise, Ben will write a letter of resignation!" ”

This is to force them to retire from active duty.

When these people heard this, they barely cheered up and endured the nausea in their hearts.

However, the scene that appeared in front of their eyes will definitely be unforgettable for them.

"Although it is said that the soldier is a murder weapon, the saint has to do it, but you should also know that the saint is the five soldiers, what is the matter?" Yi Zong looked at them and said: "In order to prepare jackals, tigers and leopards, to protect Sangzi, to stop the violence, so my generation of martial arts, to stop the fight as their own responsibility, and want to stop the fight, then the sea has to be mixed, all of them are the Son of Heaven, the so-called unification of the Spring and Autumn Period, the so-called Datong of the sages!" ”

This is also the consensus of the nobles and senior generals of the Han family.

After all, not everyone is a martial idiot, they are all war freaks.

There is no doubt that the mental and psychological pressure on people caused by war is extremely deep.

In particular, the more civilized the society and class, the more sensitive it is to the feeling of these pressures.

And the Zhuxia nation has not been a warlike nation since ancient times.

Even in the barbarian era, when the three kings and five emperors were in time, there was still a legend of 'the story of Miao'.

Emperor Shun cultivated virtue for three years, performed Qi dance, and had Miao Naifu.

It was at the top that came up with this excuse and ideal.

We do not fight for our own selfishness, let alone for killing and conquering.

We are fighting for the sake of the army, for the sake of peace.

As long as the world is the same, the world is unified, within the eight wildernesses, and between the six combinations, all are Han soil.

Wouldn't the war go away automatically?

In this way, will the people be able to enjoy peace forever?

In this way, wouldn't it be possible to stop fighting?

Just like the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, the war is endless every year, and the people are working hard, and now, there is no military revolution in the four seas, and Li Shu is peaceful.

This is the contribution of the warriors. (To be continued.) )