The drum came to the ground beating, not as high-pitched as the war drum struck by Wang Bo, but it was better than neatly staggered. Low, slowly, like an ice fountain flowing under the winter snow, and like the sunlight slowly shining through behind the thick fog. Through the sound of fighting in the sky, from far to near, from blurred to clear, almost in an instant, everyone in the city and under the city breathed sluggishly.

"Who's hitting the drum, and who's letting him hit it!" Wang Bo stopped the drum hammer and asked sharply. The sound of drums is military music, and it should not be moved lightly unless ordered by the Lord. He would never allow anyone to challenge his authority. Without any answer, he quickly understood that the drum did not come from his own formation. These castle owners under their command are all rough ruffians, and they definitely don't have the ability to hit such a neat and penetrating military music.

The answer is imminent. The attackers under the city forgot to continue climbing, and the defenders of the city forgot to continue throwing stones at the ladder. They all looked at the source of the drums, their eyes widened, and their mouths opened that could not be closed.

At the junction of heaven and earth in the west, there are clouds of dust and smoke accompanied by the sound of drums. The upper part is dark yellow, obscuring the sky and the sun. The lower half is pale black, neat like a surging waterline. A small group of rogues who were guarding the perimeter of the battlefield could not dodge, and they were swallowed up by the "torrent" in an instant, and there was hardly a splash of waves.

The "rumbling ......." drum is still like a burst of spring thunder, rolling against the ground. Wang Bo's face turned iron blue in an instant, he didn't understand where the enemy came from, he had arranged so many scouts on the shore of the water, why didn't any of them return to the Chinese army in time to report the news of the enemy's approach? But none of this matters anymore, the black line that is getting closer and closer has revealed a cold bright edge, not water, but the cold light reflected by the three-foot lance.

"Gather with me, and fight as a team!" Wang Bo could no longer consider the source of the enemy, grabbed the command flag from the hands of his own soldiers, and shook it vigorously. Without anyone's order, the minions near the city walls dropped the ladder and retreated "decisively". The besiegers on the ladder lost their protection and were overthrown to the ground by the defenders along with the ladders at their feet. Feathered arrows, stones, and cheers fell from the top of the city, and the rogues trembled. Ignoring their groaning and struggling companions lying at the base of the wall, they fled.

Not everyone ran to the position designated by Wang Bo, except for the 20,000 Changbai troops under his command, the rest of the minion soldiers in the cottage couldn't understand the complicated flag order at all. In times of crisis, all they know is to run to their brothers. They only know the big boss of their own cottage, and they instinctively ask for help from their big boss.

And the great bosses are as godless as the minions under their command at this time. The officers and soldiers actually did not attack the main force led by Gao Shida, but attacked them harassers first? Why? It's hard to figure out why. But now they don't have more time to think, although the speed of the official army's advance is not fast, the rhythm is very stable, just now everyone can only see the cold light reflected by the lance, but in the blink of an eye, they can already see the dark black lance.

The lance was like a forest, led by cavalrymen in black armor, slowly pressing on the drums. Two miles, half miles, and one mile, at this moment, a scout with five or six feather arrows stuck in his back finally ran to Wang Bo's side on foot, and reported to him with the last bit of strength: "Great boss, enemy attack, enemy attack, come from Xinle ......" Before the words were finished, he passed away with hatred.

The only news that was useful to Wang Bo was the direction of the enemy's crossing of the river, and Xinle was on the north bank of the river, less than thirty miles from Sui Chang. If the other party crossed the river today, the number of people who could rush to the city of Sui Chang would not be too many, and it would all be cavalry. "Lean against the side of my formation, don't run. Two legs can't outrun four legs! With his throat pulled, Wang Bo shouted advice to several small village owners who were already preparing to evacuate the battlefield. Lean in, lean in, there aren't many of them! Repel them, only by repelling them can we evacuate safely! Several henchmen and generals under Wang Bo's command shouted along with the meaning of the big boss, but there was no confidence in their voices.

"Columns! Shieldman takes twenty steps forward! After a shout, Wang Bo immediately gave up his expectations of the other village owners. Whether life or death depends on today's Yibo, those rough ruffians are not enough, and it is better to count on themselves than to count on them to help.

The shield bearers of the Changbai army ran forward in the direction of the enemy's arrival, erecting a shield wall twenty paces in front of their own headquarters. The giant shields made of the door panels of the people's houses are of different heights, and the wooden walls are also uneven. Wang Bo sighed softly, and once again issued a battle order, "Spearman, take ten steps forward, and the shield will be lined up behind the horse formation!" ”

About 3,000 soldiers armed with ash poles and spears ran behind the shield wall, one end of the ash pole more than two feet and four feet long poked into the ground, and the other end of the blade leashed diagonally through the gap in the shield leaned forward, turning the shield wall into a solid hedgehog array.

The archers ran behind the pikemen, and the few crossbow archers stood behind the archers. Then there were the light infantry with only a single sword, and the warlords armed with short swords. There were also more than 1,000 cavalry, standing at the back of the phalanx with Wang Bo in their arms.

Although the enemy came with cavalry, they did not intend to attack. No matter how Wang Bo's side moved, they still maintained their original speed and slowly approached Sui Chang. It was as if he had not seen the Changbai Army waiting for him, nor did he see the other rogues who were chaotic and coaxing like headless flies. This invincible attitude is very uncomfortable and very humiliating. Several small bandits stopped watching and tried to form a phalanx on the two flanks of the Changbai Army. Sun Xuanya and Liu Chunsheng also took their headquarters to the very edge of the position, trying to find an opportunity to sneak attack the enemy's flank.

The number of officers and soldiers is small, and as the smoke and dust approach, the more the heroes see it more and more clearly. "That's about 5,000 people!" Liu Chunsheng began to pout. He once fought with the county soldiers who came to suppress the bandits, and the 5,000 cavalry could defeat about 20,000 rebels at most. Today, there are more than 40,000 rebels under the city of Sui Chang, and they may not be the opponents of officers and soldiers.

"It should be the Boling Army under Li Zhongjian!" Unlike Liu Chunsheng, who was stunned, the closer the enemy was to him, the more frightened Wang Bo became. The county soldiers who fought against him before, including the elite of Qi County under Zhang Xutuo, did not have such a heavy murderous aura. It was a Xiao kill that could only be revealed by the elite of a hundred battles, since the 300,000 soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty died in Liaodong, this murderous aura has not been seen for many years, and no one expected that it would reappear hideous on the shore of the water today.

What is extremely incommensurate with the murderous aura is the kind of calmness that the team in front of you shows when they act. You can see the billowing smoke and dust from the horses' hooves, you can see the cold light getting brighter and brighter on the blades, and you can even slowly see the black iron armor on the soldiers and horses. But you can't hear the noise that the soldiers are supposed to make. They all kept their mouths shut, and the horses under their crotches were as silent as their owners on their backs. The silence was more oppressive than the rumble of horses' hooves hitting the ground, the clanging of iron armor colliding. It's like a huge shadow hanging over a person's heart, making it impossible to straighten one's waist, exert one's strength, or even breathe.

"Whoa, whoa, oh—ah!" Some of the minions under the command of other village owners could not stand the increasingly oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield, and began to challenge the officers and soldiers who were three hundred paces away. They brandished their weapons, cursed all sorts of dirty words, and even took off their pants to show their dirty butts to the enemy. To everyone's embarrassment, the other party did not immediately retaliate as they did when they were angry with each other. The officers and soldiers still maintained the original speed of advance and moved forward slowly. No one spoke, and the rhythm of the drums didn't change in the slightest because of the minions' shouting.

"Blow the horn, blow the horn! Suppress their momentum! "Wang Bo knew that if he continued to show off his might by the official army, he would definitely be defeated today, so he immediately made the most appropriate decision." Woo-woo-woo-woo The blood in the minions immediately became hot, as if a fire was burning in their hearts. The enemy is strong, so what. The head fell off the bowl and had a big scar.......

A sparse array of feathered arrows shot out from Wang Bo's two wings and shot at the officers and soldiers two hundred and fifty paces away. It is difficult to shoot accurately at this distance, and even if you hit the target, you will not be able to penetrate the iron armor on the opponent's body. The officers and soldiers ignored the "gnats" in mid-air and continued to push forward until they advanced to a distance of 200 paces, and then slowly stopped their steps.

The whole time, they didn't return a single arrow. A few people were unfortunately shot by a stray arrow, and they also continued to straddle the horse with white feathers. The minions were ashamed and angry, jumping to their feet and scolding. The officers and soldiers still ignored it, calmly stretched the formation, and separated the horizontal war horses from the war horses by about five steps.

"Crossbowman, prepare--!" Wang Bo's heart suddenly rose to his throat. The heavily armored cavalry would then launch an assault, and his crossbowmen must fire their crossbow arrows within a hundred and fifty paces to a hundred paces on their horses. Then the long-range strike is carried out by the archer, between a hundred and ten paces, the man's heart beats ten times, and a good archer can fire three arrows.

The opponent's horses did not advance immediately, and with a sound of the horn, all the cavalry in the first, second, and third rows made two movements at the same time, pulling down their masks and flattening their lances on the back of the horses. Just when Wang Bo was stirred up the flames, the continuous drumming suddenly stagnated, and then like a glacier cracking, the cliffs collapsed, and the roaring horn suddenly sounded, piercing through the smoke and dust, tearing through the dark clouds, and tearing down thousands of rays of sunlight overhead.

Under the sunshine, the group of officers and soldiers moved. The heavy cavalry charged straight ahead, and from behind the heavy cavalry, two groups of light cavalry, each of about 2,000 men, swept towards the two wings of the rogue like a whirlwind. "Crossbowman, intercept!" Wang Bo shouted hoarsely. Then he watched as more than a thousand crossbow arrows flew out of his formation, shooting into the air in an irregular manner, deviating from the target and falling into the dust.

The men and horses were all wearing iron armor, and the heavy cavalry only pounced forward, and immediately stopped. Their attack was only a cover to cover the four thousand light horsemen. Those light cavalry are the real killers, Wang Bo realized, but the crossbowmen under his command have already shot the crossbow arrows with the strongest attack power. "Archers, archers diffuse, stop those light horses!" Wang Bo heard his voice like a curtain torn by a gale, and saw feathered arrows flying around like headless flies, but none of them hit.

It was too late, and only the cavalrymen with light armor and protective armor needed only six breaths to cross a hundred paces diagonally. The archers chased them in vain, but the feathered arrows could only chase the smoke and dust left behind by the horses. They quickly closed the distance between them and the minions, and stabbed into the two wings of the Cangqi before the other party could escape, and the orders could not be unified. Then they cut in like two sickles, cutting down the minions of all sizes like crops.

"Move closer to the Chinese army, move closer to the Chinese army. Changbai Army, change formation, change round formation! Wang Bo's shout was already crying. No one knows better than him the fighting power of those guys on both wings, and no one knows better than him the danger of those people after their collapse. If those guys hadn't stayed before, even if the flanks of the Long White Army had received a surprise attack, it would have been easy to make up for the gap. But in case those allies rushed into his home camp from the flank, there was no need for the officers and troops to attack again, and the allies who were running around could crush the Changbai army.

God is always unfair, the more Wang Bo worries about something, the more the situation develops in which direction. The officers and soldiers who rushed into the two flanks quickly pulled back, cut a dark red arc through the crowd, left behind the corpses and the scattered minions who were fleeing, and drove the other minions on their sides like sheep, quickly squeezing the Chinese army.

The minions who had previously provoked each other lost their way in an instant, and they envied their accomplices who had been abandoned by the cavalry, but they could not find a chance to escape from the battlefield. They pushed each other, hoping that their companions would be able to stop the horses that were stepping on like demons, but they were pushed out by the other companions and sent to the horizontal swords of the officers.

With a single flash, the horizontal knife swept a human head into the air. The blood drew a strange curved surface in mid-air, as if it were alive, slowly falling and slowly dispersing. Sprinkle terror into every pair of eyes, telling them that their opponents are not on the same level as their own combat power, and even if they resist, it is futile.

The cavalrymen did not pause, their horizontal swords dancing like lightning, and their swords reaped life. They do not deliberately distinguish between the high and low positions of their opponents, nor do they have the habit of collecting the heads of dead bodies. They just chop, chop, and chop all the time, no matter who stands in front of them, whether it is a big man or the old, weak, sick and disabled. No mercy, no hesitation!

Like boiling soup and pouring snow, the two wings of the rebel army collapsed in a few breaths. Liu Chunsheng, who thought he was fearless, disappeared, and Sun Xuanya, the master of righteousness, also disappeared like dew. Only the minions who had no one to command and no one to help them were left behind, and they rushed to break into the main position of the Changbai Army in accordance with the direction preset by the officers and soldiers.

"Hold them in, stop them. Shoot arrows, shoot arrows, shoot indiscriminately! Wang Bo's eyes were red, and he commanded loudly.

After this order was issued, he would never be able to buy the hearts of the people of Hebei Green Forest again.

But without this order, he knew that he would not even survive today.

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