"Can fight!" Even if there are only two of them, even if they have to face nearly 100 extremely powerful Warat people, as long as they follow Ding Yi, they dare to look at death as if they were at home and calmly go to the country!

This is morale, like rainbow morale.

But none of the Tile Thorns didn't get amused by this, and they didn't turn their horses around and slash them, or bend their bows and arrows. Because in front of them was the rain of crossbow arrows, more than forty people lined up in three columns under the command of Hu Shan, and the distance between the Warats and Hu Shan was less than thirty paces, and the cavalry was not necessarily much faster than the infantry in the rout.

This group of Warat troops is more fierce than the team in front of Yingzong's tent, when the seven or eight people in front of them were shot down by the first wave of arrows, they did not hesitate or turn their horses' heads, they did not even have a single person to take the bow and shoot, thirty steps, but about sixty meters, it is better to take off the carved bow than to hold the war knife, because the war horse is coming in an instant!

But the second and third waves of the continuous rain of arrows knocked down a dozen or so Warat people under their horses, they still did not flinch, and those who could follow and invade the Ming Dynasty first were all elites and good hands, although in the face of more than ten arrows in each wave, there was almost no interval between the arrows and rains that made them suffer heavy losses, but now they are less than twenty steps away from Hushan, maybe with a breath, the war knife can cut the opponent's neck, and can trample those Ming people's brocade guards to death with horses' hooves;

The sergeant of the first column, after firing the first crossbow bolt, immediately stepped on the pull ring in front of the crossbow, and then the second column began to shoot;

And when the sergeant of the third column fired, the sergeant of the first column had already hung the string.

Therefore, the fourth wave of arrow rain was only about a breath slower than the third wave, because the distance was closer, and this time there were almost no missing shots of more than a dozen crossbow arrows.

Ten steps, even if it was a loss of thirty or forty people, although Hushan and their endless crossbow arrows made the Warat people feel fear. But it didn't make these Warat people back down, they are elites, they are the elite who just swallowed the 50,000 horses of Zhu Yong, the prince of the country! They have blood, they have long knives, they have fierce horses!

"Guns!" Hu Shan shouted in a deep voice, knelt down on one leg and put the tail of the spear on the ground, and the three columns of sergeants immediately threw down the crossbow, no one hesitated, no one hesitated, and immediately clenched the spear that had just poked the tail on the ground. The first column knelt on one leg like Hu Shan, the second half-crouched and stretched the spear out from the shoulders of the first column's partners, and the third column stretched the spears diagonally from the shoulders of the second column.

The thin array of guns, the speed of the horses that could not be lifted in the rout, and the dozen or so horses in front of them faced the sharp points of the spears. He neighed and ran to the side, and the first dozen or so horses collided with the gun. The first column of sharp spears pierced the horses. The spears of the second and third columns met the horseback of the Varat cavalry.

With a violent impact, the gun array changed from a straight line to an arc, and at least four or five people in the first column were shocked backwards by the liliang from the spear, and knocked down their companions behind them; Even if they weren't knocked down, most of them lost their shape and landed on their butts. The power of cavalry, in this era of cold weapons, is the king of the battlefield, and it must not be underestimated!

"Knives!" Hu Shan spurted out a mouthful of blood. He got up from the ground, staggering a little, but he drew his long knife and shouted the order without hesitation. Those sergeants are not fearless, not not hard, not timid, but they are accustomed to obedience, obedience to orders, this is the disciplinary advantage formed by the daily practice of modern military drills, and obedience has become a brand in the bones that subconsciously does not need to think.

They drew their long knives one after another, and without hesitation, they went forward in groups of five to cover the past.

The Warat people were first shot over by Ding Yi's dozen or so horsemen, and then they were knocked down by Hushan's four waves of arrows and rain of thirty or forty horsemen, and more than a dozen horsemen were strung on spears, and then there were seven or eight horsemen who crashed into the horses blocked by the gun array, and the rest were only twenty or thirty horsemen.

Ding Yi's three horsemen turned around and killed, and the remaining few horsemen and the dozen horsemen who had bypassed the gun array before didn't even dare to turn back, and hurriedly rode their horses and fled in all directions.

"I'm invincible! I'm invincible! Ding reined in with his sword and roared wildly.

More than 40 people, nearly 100 enemies were annihilated, and they seemed to be Emperor Hui. But no matter Hu Shan or even other soldiers, which one is not injured? The power of the impact of the war horse had caused more than half of the sergeants who had just lined up, including Hu Shan, to vomit blood. It's just that they looked at Ding Yi, who was immediately swordsman, and looked at the corpse of the Warat man who was killed by themselves under the horse, but there was blood boiling in their chests, and they couldn't help but shout with Ding Yi: "I am invincible!" I'm invincible! ”

Hu Shan originally captured thirty or forty war horses, so he wanted to let the sergeant get on the horse, but Ding Yi stopped his action: "Equestrian haode come here!" There's a horse here, and the fucking one rode away for his life without a handle, and the one with the handle went with Lao Tzu to kill his mother! Ding Yi galloped left and right in the rout tide, because he knew that he couldn't let the sergeant in his hand get on the horse, just now it was clear that unless it was a professionally trained cavalry, playing horses, the vast majority of Ming people, could not play the Warat people.

Xu was whistled by the cry of "I am invincible", arousing the blood that is still not cold; Or maybe the record of Ding Yi and Hu Shan who killed the Varat people just now inspired the courage of the defeated soldiers around them. In short, the momentum of the rout slowed down again, and many Ming soldiers looked at the war horses controlled by Hu Shan, eager to try.

"If you dare to rush with Lao Tzu, you can fuck get on the horse!" Ding Yi roared again, and immediately seven or eight Ming soldiers who were a little looped ran over, took the bow and knife from the corpse of the Vara people on the ground, turned over and got on the horse, looking at the skill, I was afraid that what I was doing was the work of the cavalry.

Hu Shan didn't have time to pay attention to these at all, he was looking for his comrades who had just followed Ding Yi and the Warat people to hedge, and were cut off from the horse, and there were no survivors, but unfortunately, the knife borrowed horsepower, and the horse was cut off, and if he was not dead, he was seriously injured, and he was trampled by the rout tide again, how could he still breathe?

Xing Dahe silently collected the backpacks of those comrades, counted them one by one, and finally counted them all, smashed the crossbow pulleys in those backpacks, and distributed the grenades to the brothers who were still alive, and silently returned to his place in the queue, clenched the iron gun in his hand, and tears flowed silently.

Those war horses with empty saddles soon had knights, and thirty or forty horsemen were among the hundreds of thousands of troops, which was really not even a wave, but Ding Yi took them and walked in a difficult and reverse direction, and Hu Shan led the queue of more than forty people to follow closely.

"Unity, that is, liliang!" This straightforward and short singing voice sounded in Hu Shan's small queue, the lyrics that everyone could understand, everyone could hear the blood, and this song was like a hammer, shattering the surrounding rout, the panic and panic in their hearts little by little.

Gradually, more routs stopped, followed behind Ding Yi, and walked forward, at first maybe they were just trying to find refuge in this panicked battlefield, close to this small team that still maintained its formation at a glance. But when they began to shout along with Hu Shan's song, more soldiers joined the team, and they became Liliang, the Liliang of unity.

Like a snowball, when Ding Yi advanced three or four hundred steps, he felt that there was something wrong with the singing behind him, definitely more than the volume of more than forty people shouting, looking back, he found that he was followed by a team of thousands of people, and more and more Ming troops were joining.

The Ming army was not bloodless, especially in the early Ming Dynasty, and the army on the grassland was not necessarily as fearful as the enemy in the late Ming Dynasty, after all, the Han had just driven the Mongols out of the Central Plains not long ago. Ding Yi looked back at the almost bloodless face, dry and cracked lips, these Ming soldiers obviously just went to drink a stomach of water and recovered a little, and were instigated by Ding Yi's small phalanx, so he re-grasped the knife and gun, which made people look really like a knife, what a haode soldier, if it wasn't for Wang Zhen tossing back and forth like this, as for this?

Even Ding Yi had to admit that these Ming troops, at least the more than 1,000 Ming troops who followed behind him, were worthy of the word "not afraid of death", but Ding Yi also knew the ending, this was a field battle not a city defense, relying on such a few days without rice to eat, serious dehydration, and the soldiers who went to drink a pass of water just now could not fight the army of the Warat people.

"Go back to Jingshi! Defend the Kyoshi! Ding Yi slapped the Ming army around him with his scabbard and drove them away, "This official Ding Yi of Wanping County, ordered Er and others to return to the Beijing Division to serve their lives, and leave a useful body to defend the Beijing Division!" He pushed back one Ming army after another, those Ming soldiers were very seriously dehydrated, and they were lightly slapped by Ding Yi with a scabbard, and they couldn't stand steadily, "After this official breaks it off for you, go back quickly!" But he turned his horse's head, and saw that the Ming soldiers who had been pushed away by him just now got up from the ground and stood behind him with their guns in their arms.

"Adults, you're not afraid of death, but small ones are afraid of balls!" At first, a Ming army was talking by the horse, and then gradually, many Ming soldiers were shouting, "My lord, I won't run away, and I will be a good man again in eighteen years!" "Let the little ones follow you!" "My lord, we are also men! "Lord Ding, we will saddle up with you on the Huangquan Road!" "There are no tragic words, even if they die generously, they keep their duty.

It is completely different from the Ming army and civilian officials who were in front of Yingzong's tent before, looking at the emperor there, and still trying to grab horses to escape, as if those Ming troops and these Ming troops did not come out of the same army.

Actually, they're all the same people.

It's just that it was panic and survival instincts that governed their behavior before, but now it is Ding Yi and Ding Yi's disciples, who have awakened them with the blood of the Hu people and their unyielding fighting spirit.

It also awakened their duty as soldiers.

Ding Yi's tears flowed silently, and he raised his knife and roared: "Fight to the death!" Die! ”

The Ming army behind him responded to Ding Yi's words: "Fight to the death!" Die! They didn't have a flag, only Ding Yi riding forward, with a long knife in his hand, reflecting the sun's rays. So much so that the people behind looked like Ding Yi was holding thunder and lightning and rushing towards the Warat array. (To be continued......)

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