The other cavalry was led by Wang Xuba, and the one led by Li Xu formed a pincer angle, one left and one right, and was heavily inserted into the ribs of the Wagang army. Under the command of the generals, the soldiers continued to extend into the enemy's formation, tearing the Wagang army apart. This is a tactic for wolves to hunt wild deer, as long as the enemy army is scattered, no matter how many opponents there are, they can only be qualified to kill by the neck.

Boling is a wolf, a pack of wolves that hunt together in the wilderness. The other party, whether it is a wild boar or a bear, is prey, waiting to be slaughtered.

Wang Sutu swept the long lance in his hand, sweeping a Wagang leader holding a battle flag into the air. His brawn was so strong that the lance with half a corpse was danced in the wind. The second Wagang soon became a sacrifice under the lance, and his helmet was smashed out, and his head was tilted at right angles to his body. "Get out of the way if you don't want to die!" Wang Xu pulled out a loud shout, pressed the lance obliquely, shook off the scattered limbs on the lance, and then pushed it flat with both hands, and swept the enemy troops around him neatly with the speed of the war horse.

The cavalrymen who followed him followed the example of the main general, and leveled the pole diagonally, and the blade was as high as the enemy's neck. A thousand cavalrymen are like a thousand scythes, reaping and reaping in the crowd with impunity. The Wagang minions, who had no time to dodge, toppled over like crops, the weakest protective neck armor and visor were scattered, and large streams of blood sprayed into the sky against the rain.

"Speed, speed, rush ahead of the general to break through the enemy formation!" While fighting, Wang Xuba shouted loudly. His shout sparked an unbridled laugh. "Go ahead of the general, faster than the general!" The brethren shouted in response, their hands moving more and more neatly. This remark will definitely cause misunderstanding in other teams, but it is commonplace in the Boling army. In the eyes of the brothers, their general Li Xu was as simple and kind as the second brother next door. Although he has a high official position, he knows how to think about others. When he sees his boss, he will not be subservient, and when he meets someone whose position is far inferior to his, he will not deliberately put on a straight face to emphasize his identity.

What is even more intimate is that the general was actually born in an ordinary peasant family. Like them, they used to worry about three meals a day, and they used to cheer for the extra three or five buckets of food. The general is one of our own, and many of Brother Boling think so. He was like a signpost, telling everyone a way out that they never expected. The sky above your head is not monolithic, as long as you are willing to work hard and persevere, you can change your identity and change your destiny. Even if you can't be a young marquis like a general, at least the dream of being a school captain, a general, or a cang, or a soldier is not out of reach.

The cavalrymen raised their swords and spears together, slashing down every enemy on either side of the horses. The thunder in the sky grew louder and more urgent, but it sounded like a war drum in their ears. The formation of the Wagang army became more and more chaotic, and some leaders even abandoned their subordinates and fled into the distance alone. The bewildered "chess pieces" stared in horror and spun in circles in a daze. To these people's ears, there is the sound of horses' hooves in front and back, left and right, and the result of fleeing or not fleeing is already the same.

Some were knocked over alive by their horses and then trampled into meat sauce by the hooves of galloping horses. Some dropped their weapons and cried loudly with their heads in their hands. There were also some bandits who were brave enough to stand in the mud, and the weapons in their hands were waved in all directions in an orderly manner. The king mustard rode past them, followed by hundreds of cold lances. The sound of horses' hooves gradually melted into the rain curtain, and the Wagang army that was blocking the way all lay on the ground, whether they were brave or cowardly, they had no different fate.

Several Wagang dead soldiers in black armor rushed up against the flow of people, trying to teach Wang Suba a lesson. These people's martial arts skills are very high, and their cooperation is far more skilled than other minions. But after all, they were alone, and Wang Xuba instigated the war horse to crash into the current challenger, and then stopped caring about the threats of others. When the cavalry charges, formation and speed are the most important. Each cavalryman rushing at high speed had only one chance of contact with the enemy, and had to hand the enemy to the robe behind him, whether he had gained it or not. Wang Xuba remembered that when he first joined the Boling Army, he was not used to this tactic in any way, and he always fought with Changshi sent by his superiors during training. But now, he has no doubts about the correctness of this tactic. By fighting Wang Bo, Gao Shida and others, the facts have already told him what kind of means are most effective in killing and injuring the enemy.

This small group of black-armored dead soldiers was quickly slaughtered by the cavalry, and did not create any obstacles for the cavalry at all. Through the rain curtain, Wang saw that several other groups of brothers around him had followed, their thin light armor soaked through the rain, but there were few scars of knives or arrows on them. The speed of the light cavalry more than made up for the lack of strength in the armor, and in some ways they were more lethal and more difficult to deal with than the mounted iron cavalry. Especially in the face of a relatively weak rebel army with a relatively weak protective ability, the light cavalry is simply the opponent's nemesis.

"Listen to the drums!" The marching commander Shi Fang Yannian reminded Wang Xuba in time. Although he did not have much experience in the army, his grasp of the battlefield situation was no worse than that of an old man like Wang Subba. Wang Xuba, who had reached a tacit agreement with the other party, flattened the lance and listened attentively. Behind the sound of the wind, the rain, and the thunder, he heard a war drum with a unique rhythm, "Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble!" ”。

"Woo--woo-woo!" Immediately after, there was the high-pitched horn roar of a dragon's groan. "The Great General has penetrated the enemy line!" Wang Xuba and Fang Yannian both exclaimed in unison. "Grandma's, the general is also fast!" Several lieutenants around Wang Xuba stabbed the lance left and right, and vented their regrets on the enemy's body. The thieves had lost control, and no one dared to turn around and fight them again. "Change formation, change formation! Roc spreads its wings! Wang Suba shouted, and according to the sound of drums and trumpets, he led several columns of advancing columns diagonally, and then dispersed them into smaller columns as he ran. The distance between the columns quickly widened in the gallop, like a golden peng spreading its proud wings under the rain curtain.

Instead of piercing the deepest part of the Wagang Army, they began to circle diagonally around the enemy line, performing a second cut on the Wagang sergeants. Like ploughshares, the Wagang army, which had been dispersed into a small handful, was further scattered. Demoralized, the Wagang minions were unable to organize an effective resistance, and could only die as their horses ran to their side. The cavalry went on a killing spree, and even the men and horses were dyed blood-red. They cheered and galloped, and everyone became brave and invincible.

Under the coordination of the sound of drums and horns, the officers and soldiers also threw themselves into the battlefield again. This time, they lined up in a long line of snakes, slowly moving forward with a steady pace. The Wagang people, who had no time to escape, either surrendered or were swallowed up like stones, and there was no third way to go.

"Those who descend will not die, and those who descend will not die!" While leading the team, Zhou Ying and the others loudly advised the Wagang people to lay down their weapons. The war was far from over, but they decided that the enemy was powerless. "General Lee is undefeated!" After nearly a month of cooperation, the soldiers of the county have become more and more convinced of this statement. "No one can defeat General Lee on the battlefield!" After he was a flying general in Longcheng, he inherited the bloodline of the Han general Li Guang, and inherited the dignity and glory of warriors throughout the ages.

"Those who descend will not die, and those who descend will not die!" Huang Qiao, Zheng Bo and others brandished their weapons and strode forward. After years of fighting the Rogues, they had never been so happy as they had been in a single day. It's like writing poetry, drinking alcohol, and every step is full of pride and heartiness.

They all became kind-hearted, and instead of exterminating the thieves who laid down their arms, they drove the captives to the flanks like a flock of sheep and handed them over to the rear army in their custody. The reason why they became kind is not because of who they are called, but because they have a strong self-confidence in their hearts at this moment. Even if these captives rebelled again in the future, as long as General Li led the group, they could be easily defeated. The truly strong do not need to prove their bravery by killing indiscriminately, and the truly strong will engrave fear in the hearts of their opponents.

Listening to the earth-shattering persuasion behind the rain scene, Pushan Gong Li Mi's face turned pale. He was unwilling to be defeated like this, and he couldn't tolerate his repeated defeats at the hands of the same person. Against the flow of people, he led his hardcore cronies to rush forward. No matter if it is an enemy or one of your own people, as long as you meet it, you will wave your hand.

The killing could no longer stabilize the position, and when the routs saw the danger, they changed their routes. Some people simply pulled out their knives and slashed at the overseers beside Li Mi. Either die under the Overseer's sword, or trample on the opponent's blood and run away. "Go back to fighting!" Li Mi shouted like a madman, slashing a panicked little boss in half in the chest. "Turn around and go back, I won't be defeated, I'm the real man!" He was covered in blood and drunk.

"You're not!" In mid-air, a voice answered him clearly. "You're not, you're just a hypocrite who sells his reputation and reputation, a gambler who gambles the lives of the people of the world on the throne of one person!"

"You're just a liar, a villain, a shameless bastard!" After the lightning, there seemed to be countless unjust souls sneering in unison in mid-air, "You said that you want to overthrow the tyranny, but you don't care about the lives and deaths of your robes and people!" ”

"You said that everything you did was for the sake of this country, but at the juncture of the bloody war between the brothers and foreign enemies, you cut off their food routes!"

"You said that you responded to the mandate of heaven and did justice, but you sent hundreds of thousands of people to the ghost gate!"

"You promise to bring peace and prosperity, but you take the last meat from other people's pockets, and it's better to scrape it dry with a mouthful of porridge!"

"You will only destroy, not build!"

If it is the destiny of heaven to hold the authority, then the heavens must be blind. If what you do is righteous, then the black and white of the world must have been reversed!

"I'm the real man!" Li Mi dropped the lance, covered his ears, and howled loudly.

Behind the rain curtain, a stray arrow suddenly shot at his throat!

"Bell!" In the midst of the lightning and stones, Wang Bodang, who hurriedly ran back, used his weapon to remove the fatal blow. "Ahh Li Mi shook his mount and dropped his saddle.

"Protect the big boss!" Fang Yanzao shouted hoarsely. Wang Bodang gave him a big look, snatched the order flag from Li Mi's personal soldiers, and quickly shook it back and forth.

"It's too late, it's impossible to be in time!" Fang Yanzao, who was given a cold reception, cried loudly. When he rushed into the battlefield at the same time as Li Mi, he already had the heart of death. But in the sea of corpses and blood, he realized that death was so difficult.

"Withdraw one, count one!" Wang Bodang ignored Fang Yanzao and continued to dance the Ling Flag. At this moment, his scarred torso looked extremely tall.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell!" The soldiers who were looking forward to this moment rang the gong vigorously. Hearing the sound of the gong, the fleeing routs began to retreat in the same direction. Some of the remnants of the Pushan public camp ran past Wang Bodang and others, and slowly stopped.

They saw Li Mi's banner, and they still had hope for Li Mi. It is obviously impossible to save the endgame, but the more people gathered, the more difficult it is for the enemy to eat them in one go.

Niu Jinda, who was covered in blood, gasped and retreated to Wang Bodang's side. Immediately after, Zhang Liang, who had two feather arrows stuck in his back, also limped over, looking back in horror as he ran.

Fang Xianbo, who was disheveled, Meng Rang, who was in crooked armor, and the leaders of the Wagang Army fled from behind the rain curtain one after another, fleeing to the southeast like a plague. "Hurry up and retreat, the one surnamed Li is leading the cavalry to kill him!" Meng Rang still had a conscience, and he didn't forget to inform him before running away. Immediately afterwards, the defeated soldiers who had just gathered around Li Mi dispersed like frightened flies, and no one dared to look back again.

"Master Fang, please take Pushan Gong away!" Looking at the unconscious Li Mi, Wang Bodang let out a long sigh. The face that had given him hope was still so kind that he couldn't bear to burst his dreams. "Then die in a dream!" He thought with a wry smile, straightening his body with his lance and waiting for the final moment to come.

One after another, lightning illuminated the heavens and the earth. Figures swayed, and the rout fled like dead wood on the surface of a flood. Fang Yanzao also sighed, and beckoned Niu Jinda and Zhang Liang to help Li Mi onto the horse. Before turning around, he glanced at Wang Bodang, a thief he had never seen and looked down on, and there was a vague admiration in his eyes.

A black war horse rushed out from behind the rain curtain and quickly approached Wang Bodang and the others. The warrior on horseback wielded a sword in one hand, awe-inspiring like a god. "Wagang!" Wang Bodang shouted when he looked up to the sky, pointed forward with a long lance, and the more than 100 dead soldiers who took the initiative to stay behind and break off with him immediately surrounded him with red eyes.

There were cavalry, there were foot soldiers, and all with one purpose. Block, block that black-armored general, don't let him take another step forward! Don't let him catch up with the big boss! The red-eyed minions shouted and recoiled, not caring about personal life or death.

The counterattack blow of these people before their deaths obviously exceeded Li Xu's expectations, he rushed left and right, but he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the other party. A small leader in cyan armor had clearly lost his combat effectiveness, but he rolled in the mud with a horizontal knife in his arms, trying to cut off Black Wind's front hooves. Another minion soldier was slashed three times in succession by Xuzi's own soldiers, and before he died, he opened his arms and firmly grabbed Zhou Daniu's tail.

Li Xu, who was forced to scramble, had to kill the killer painfully, and the black knife swept away, cutting off half of an enemy who tried to pounce on the saddle. Then he quickly lifted the reins, and the sharp black wind jumped forward neatly, dodging the horizontal knife that slashed at his front hooves, and used his hind hooves to kick the sneak attacker into the air with a knife. A minion with a lance still didn't give up, and even pounced forward with a lance, Li Xu opened his body sideways, let the lance dry, and the black knife slid diagonally, cutting the wrist, breastplate, and lower abdomen of the lance holder into two sections.

"Protect the General!" Zhou Daniu shouted. The battle flag snaps back, slapping the enemy soldier behind him into a mud puddle. Then he shook the flagpole hard, and the rain-soaked flag slammed down on the head of a desperate man. "Ahh The desperate let out a miserable cry, took a few steps back, and fell limply.

A horizontal knife slashed with the sound of the wind, and Li Xu struggled to flick the horizontal knife into the air. He quickly retracted his arm, and the sword light made a brilliant arc in midair. The other party screamed and retreated, but he couldn't escape from the light of the knife, and he slashed open his breastplate, and his abdomen and six organs were dripping all over the ground.

There was another chill on the left, and with the intuition he had cultivated over the years on the battlefield, Li Xu was sure that danger was coming. He leaned back quickly, using his back to find the saddle. A cold lance swept against his lower abdomen, sending a string of lightning fire across the black armor.

"He's a master!" Li Xu secretly said in his heart, his movements were not slow at all, he held the lance with one hand, and then clamped the horse's belly, and the black wind roared and turned around, stretching out his front hooves to the comer.

"Ahh Wang Bodang screamed, and the broken kite was kicked out of the distance. Li Xu held a knife in one hand and a lance in the other, picked left and right, and stabbed several people one after another. The time was empty next to him, and all the people who fought for their lives were either killed in battle, or they hid far away, and no longer dared to step forward and brush their tiger whiskers.

"Only kill Li Mi, and those who abandon weapons will not die!" Xu Zi glanced at the place where Wang Bodang was struggling and shouted loudly. Able to organize an effective counter-offensive in the event of a rout, this enemy general is quite good.

He has a heart of love for talents, and is ready to capture this life alive. The speed of the war horse slowed down slightly, and it approached the target without hurrying or slowing down. At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly lit up in the sky.

"Cluck!" With the sound of thunder, the rain curtain is as bright as a sunny day. Hundreds of cavalrymen dressed in the color of Wagang military uniforms appeared like ghosts, and one of the generals was eight feet tall and had a tiger's back. The spear in his hand was pointed at Xuzi's chest.

"Let go of my brother, and return the head to you!" The brocade-robed enemy general shouted, picked up a package with one hand, and lifted it into the air.

"Cluck!" There was another thunderclap in mid-air, which made people's ears buzz. After the thunder, a terrible horn suddenly sounded in the distance, "Woo-woo-woo-woo!" ”

The wind and rain were dashing, and the blood in Xuzi's body was instantly cold.

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