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"Knock knock—"

In the sound of the majestic war drums, 20,000 Song army infantry armor, shouting neat slogans, maintaining the same speed, urgently lined up the military formation, or military columns.

"Kill - rush in, step into the battle and break the enemy." The commander of the Jeonju Army shouted. The power of cavalry lies in the charge, and if it is forced to a halt by the enemy step by step, it will be doomed. Therefore, this cavalry general did not hesitate to choose to charge to the death, and used less than 5,000 cavalry under his command to attack the large array of 40,000 Song troops exposed on his back.

You have to fight to decide the winner!

"Oh-oh-" Four or five thousand horsemen from all over the state galloped on horseback. A pair of cold eyes stared at the Song army not far away, staring at the sixty towering thunderbolts in the Song army's camp.

The flame burned in their hearts, and the flame burned in their eyes.

"Crossbowmen shoot—" Looking at the rushing Quanzhou cavalry, Qu Wuxuan coldly gave orders one after another.

As soon as the herald around him beat the command flag, the drums behind the formation immediately sounded, and then the whole array settled down.

"Crossbowman—"

In the sound of neat footsteps, more than 2,000 crossbowmen mixed with foot archers poured out of the Song army's formation, and quickly rushed to the front line to stand in front along the gap between the swords and spearmen in the front formation. After a clanging sound, the archers held their bows in their hands, and the sharp carved arrows snapped on the strings, and a pair of indifferent eyes glanced slightly, and the arrows shot out like rain.

It was so urgent that they didn't have to wait for orders from the military academy. Waiting for the order, the cavalry of the whole state has already been killed.

"Shoot-"

The crossbowman also pulled the crossbow machine, and the crossbow bolts that flew out pierced through the flesh and blood, but what about after that? The slow-winding crossbowmen are gone.

There are only three arrows in battle, and this is still talking about archers. And the crossbowmen, just a hammer deal.

"Whoosh-"

Sharp arrows swept through the air, weaving into a black cloud of death. The salvo was messed up. The speed of the archers at a thousand paces is fast and slow, and now it is as fast as they can.

So the salvo becomes scattering. Deadly raindrops still fell on the heads of the charging Jeonju cavalry. The terrible howl rushed into the sky, but fortunately, the cavalry equipment in the whole state was quite perfect, and although the small leather shields could not be foolproof, they also blocked a lot of killing opportunities.

A round of volleys, a round of scattering, the frenzied sound of horses' hooves came to the eyes.

"Foot archers take thirty steps back and throw!"

"Pikeman, come forward—"

"Heavy shield soldiers, sword players, resist—"

Orders kept pouring out of Qu Wu's mouth. With the sound of heavy footsteps, more than two thousand pikemen rushed forward. With thousands of heavy shield soldiers and sword players.

If it is an elite battle, although the time for the enemy cavalry to charge is short, the sharp spears can be erected high and pierce the front at a 45-degree oblique angle, and they can still be intertwined into a dense forest of death in this short time. Thousands of thick shields are hidden. It can also put on a sturdy armor for this sharp gun forest.

But it's a pity that the Song army brought out by Qu Wuyu is mixed with new recruits and veterans, and the old army is full of prisoners, and the Su zhì Yan zhòng is uneven, he made orders, but his troops can't do it quickly and accurately.

It's the backward step archer. The number of steps they took back was by no means only thirty.

In the cavalry formation of Quanzhou, a cold color flashed leisurely in the eyes of the cavalry captain, and the arrangement of the Song army must not allow them to adjust well. The reins of the horse cut diagonally to the side of the cavalry, and at the same time swung the spear in his hand forward. The first wave of the charge is about to enter**.

The pikemen fought against the cavalry, but the cavalry of Jeonju was not a Hushang, they were well-armed and well-trained. Especially the sharp soldiers in the front of the formation, brave and fearless. All of them are also dressed in fine armor.

Horses neighed, blood splattered knives flew, and the confrontation between pikemen and cavalry was basically a battle for life, especially at the first moment when the two armies collided. The pikemen's spears have the advantage of length, and they can easily pierce and poke the horses or cavalry on horseback to death, but the thin spears and the fragile bodies of people can also not prevent the collision of the war horses. The officers and men of the two armies are like the wheat harvested in the fields during the summer harvest, and they lie on the ground with a brush. Human life at this moment seems to be inferior to even the weeds on the side of the road, every moment, every breath has a fresh life disappearing, only a moment of effort, hundreds of corpses of people and horses fell in front of the battle.

"Kill, kill, kill—"

The Song army's shield wall guns of thousands of cavalry charged and retreated, and one after another the gaps were opened by the sharp soldiers who collided with the formation. The forward team's horses finally slowed down, and the warriors on horseback were still screaming, and they felt that they had won in this collision of flesh and steel. But they are no longer able to continue to fight and cut in.

What to do?

Spread out left and right, and dodge the rear.

Of course, those in the front row fall, the back row is on top, and those who go forward and follow one after the other will not have zài to give way. And there are quite a few of them. In all wars, the first collision between two armies is always so tragic. The four or five thousand cavalry at the moment are the elite of the Quanzhou Army, and they may be on the battlefield for the first time, but they are well-trained and have been 'favored by the country' for a long time, and they are never afraid on the battlefield!

"Whoa—"

The cavalry had their own pride, and seeing that the front army had gained the upper hand, the subsequent cavalry howled higher and louder, and their morale was even stronger. The blood-colored charge continued and violent, like wave after wave of huge waves slamming on the weak embankment condensed by the Song army's shield armor and pikemen......

"Brothers, kill me with you—"

The Quanzhou cavalry scattered to the two flanks of the Song army, after a short period of rectification, hundreds of cavalry were like two sharp knives, stabbing fiercely into the ribs of the Song army.

"Boom~-" In the frenzied sound of horses' hooves, the cavalry and the infantry advantage collided fiercely. The blades struck each other, the horses neighed sadly, and the iron hooves churned and the bloody limbs flew all over the sky. The tragic moment of the war was sublimated, like the dazzling brilliance of the fireworks that bloomed in front of people's eyes.

"Ho-"

The captain of the Quanzhou military cavalry shouted, the spear in his hand stabbed out like an angry dragon, the sharp spear head roared and spun, and the red tassels under the spear were like a blood lotus blooming, drawing a straight trajectory in the air

The spear that Guan Li stabbed out lightly sank into the chest of a Song military commander, as if the head of the spear had penetrated into the bone, and the crisp cracking sound was clear in the ears. But the castration of the spear did not fade, and he wore a corpse and viciously pierced the chest of a Song army broadsword soldier -

The Song army's eyes bulged violently, and his vicious eyes glared at the cavalry captain, his eyes were fierce, the blade in his hand fell to the ground, and his hands grabbed the spear that penetrated his body. He wanted to hold on to it all the time, but the reality was skinny, and he could only grab it like this when his vitality was cut off, and as soon as the arms of the cavalry lieutenant crossed forces, the spear was easily pulled out of the chest of the Song army Sima, and it was also pulled out from the chest of the big sword soldier behind the army Sima, and the tip of the spear brought a blood-colored wave.

"Whew!" A cold light flickered in the chaos and shot towards the chest of the cavalry captain.

"Ding—"

Collect the gun in time, and the cavalry captain immediately slammed the cold arrow out with a swing of his spear. Then he quickly blocked to the right, and in a clear sound of gold and iron, the spear stabbed by another Song army officer was swung away by him.

When he looked up, he saw a member of the Song Army, whose eyebrows were hideous, and he was roaring at him hoarsely.

"Humph!"

The cavalry lieutenant snorted, shook his hands and was about to pounce on the spear, but saw several pro-soldiers behind him sprint out, two spears accurately blocked the Song army's foot general's stab again, and the other three horsemen followed, and the tips of the three sharp spears slashed through the three dazzling rays of light, and pierced the chest and abdomen according to the steps.

The Song army general tried his best to dodge one, and pulled out his knife with his left hand to knock another one, but he couldn't dodge the last shot. The cold blade of the spear peeled open the lower abdomen of the other place like a melon, and in an instant the blood flowed like an outpouring of blood, and as the spear was drawn, the man also fell to the ground in a dejected manner.

"Kill—"

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The sound of the tragic battle continued to be transmitted into Dingshan County along the wafting breeze.

Han Jun's tall figure stood on the school field in Dingshan Xiguan, listening to the voice with a solemn expression, although his eyes couldn't see it himself, he didn't delay him to listen with his heart-

Every trace of the sound of fighting was carefully remembered by him, and he tasted it with his heart. The war drums of the Song army outside the city became more and more urgent, Han Jun knew that the situation of the Song army was getting more and more urgent, and there was a mixture in the sound of fighting.

The sound of the battle in the sky became louder and louder, and the sound that reached his ears became clearer and clearer, and Han Jun's face, which had been stiff, became more and more soft.

He climbed the gate tower of the west city, and the turbulent moat flowed from his feet, rippling with cool water.

"Report!" I don't know how long it took, but a long voice pulled back Han Jun's thoughts, and the person who came was a scout.

"How's the battle going?"

"General, the battle outside the North Gate has been chaotic, and our army's chances of victory will be decided."

Han Jun didn't say a word, this was something he had thought of a long time ago. Otherwise, wouldn't Lord Shi's calculations be in vain these days?

"Drumming! The whole army is attacking—"

Han Jun ordered fiercely, looking at the eight thousand elites standing in the school yard with blazing eyes.

The scouts of the Song army did not correctly detect the strength of the Quanzhou army in Dingshan County, which was not five or six thousand people at the head of one battalion, but 12,000 at the head of two battalions.

"Kill, ......" The surging sound of killing sounded from the West City Gate. 8,000 Quanzhou troops rushed out of Dingshan County, from west to north, flanking the left flank of the Song army's front army. A heavy left hook is about to drop the old life of the military formation that Qu Wuyu has worked so hard to maintain. What's more, on the right side of the front of the Song army, the bluff of the two thousand Jeonju troops restrained one of the Song army's arms...... (To be continued)