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Who are making way for......

In an instant, this sentence flashed in Bian Liangqun's mind like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and it was engraved in his heart. Yes, the Song army is making way for the troops behind -

They're going to attack—

Although it was not clear what the hole card Song Jun was about to play, a trace of worry had risen in Bian Liangqun's heart. "Alert, all on alert—"

Song Jun Zhong Jun.

Zhang Fuyang's eyes flickered, and the crossbowmen had all retreated to the two wings safely, so go on......

"Come on, light the wolf smoke—"

"I want Tan Xiong to retreat left and right, and the chariot will attack-" Zhang Fuyang shouted loudly, this battle was about to be on time.

Zhu Shuai's idea is wonderful, and he turned out these old antiques from thousands of years ago. But when you are caught off guard, old antiques can also kill people.

Hundreds of chariots galloped up, and that was not an ordinary lethality.

"Boom ......" followed by the sound of horses' hooves and wheels. Lack of strength, wisdom to make up. After Zhu Biao saw a big flaw in his army from the Lu Tong battalion, he was full of thoughts, and finally came up with such a price - chariots!

Chariot! Tanks in the era of cold weapons, in flat terrain, frontal impact battlefields, completely without opponents.

As a result, three tank units, one large and one small, were quickly formed. Now Bian Liangqun will face one of the three.

Tan Xiong commanded the troops to retreat, and slowly the 1,000-sword players were divided into two sections, left and right, like a tree split in half, guiding Xie Jingqi and Liu Jue The two princes' army unconsciously turned into a big 'human' shape.

"Boom—"

Twenty-five chariots in one column, one hundred chariots in four columns, rushed out frantically across the flag gate.

Bian Liangqun finally saw clearly what the hole cards on the opposite side were, and his face turned pale in an instant. "Crossbow archers, foot archers, release arrows, release them for me—" Bian Liangqun shouted at the phalanx of foot archers in front of and in the middle of the formation.

It's a pity that the previous exchange of shots has consumed too much combat power of Xie Jingqi and Liu Jue's two battalions of foot archers, and many foot archers raised their bows and arrows but couldn't pull the bowstrings. Even if hundreds of sharp arrows flew out, they were not able to cause much damage to the Song army's chariot troops.

And the infantry archers in the array, although there are also thousands of people, but their distance is too far behind, and when they shoot arrows at this time, they are not shooting the enemy, but killing themselves.

The prince's army, which had been strangled with the Song army's thousand-sword players before, was trying their best to retreat towards the two wings at this moment, even if one of them was Shuibo. Just like the crossbowmen before them, it is better to soak in water than to be hit or run over by a chariot.

In the mountains and forests.

Liu Zhuo's cold gaze stared at the prince army not far away, his face was solemn, without a trace of fluctuation, and the whole person exuded an unusual calm.

The Song army is at a critical point in time, and after crossing this pass, a qiē is the sea and the sky, and if you can't cross this pass, then everything will be over. Therefore, he will do his best to make the best effort for the battle of Dingshan.

Looking through the trees, there was already chaos outside the mountains and forests, and tens of thousands of foot soldiers of the Prince Army were changing the previous trend of covering up and killing all over the mountains, and the 1,000 Song saber players who were struggling to support them also turned suddenly. The prince's flag is fluttering, the sword is dazzling, and the momentum is still terrifying. But the Song army's hundreds of chariots poured out neatly, and they didn't think they could rely on it.

Seeing clearly what the prince's army soldiers were coming from the opposite side, everyone's faces were terrified. Those soldiers who had been chasing the Song saber players and ran to the left and right flanks simply increased their strength and continued to chase down. More of the prince's army infantry troops, facing the hundreds of chariots that roared in, were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they couldn't fight......

The wolf smoke lit up, Liu Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he shrugged the sword in his hand, pointed at the chaotic prince army and shouted, "All the troops obey the order, follow me to kill the thief-"

"Kill—" The shouts of the thousands of people merged into a roar, which instantly shattered the sky, and the flock of birds hovering over the mountains and forests was like a crushed ball of snow, which immediately fell apart and scattered in all directions.

The thousands of Song soldiers showed the momentum of 10,000 people, and their sudden appearance was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making the prince's army's fighting spirit collapse in an instant.

There was a chariot before, although the prince's army was afraid, there was still a trace of confidence in their hearts, after all, they were outnumbered, and the Song army was weak and weak, which everyone knew.

But now, the figures in the mountains and forests are shaking, waving flags, and that little soldier can know that there are only a thousand people there? The shadow of the bow and the snake, the wind is loud, and the grass and trees are all soldiers, but that's it.

At the same time, the Dongcheng battlefield was also a chariot exhibition competition, and the scale was far larger than Zhang Fuyang's 100 vehicles.

Three hundred chariots with two horses and three people, one hundred in one column, three columns in vertical and horizontal, overwhelmingly pressed towards the Sizhou army that was more than 20,000 pursuing.

The charging chariots are unstoppable!

Of course, just like the cavalry, when they can't rush up......

Then the victory still belongs to the infantry army.

It's a pity that there are too few people in the more than 20,000 Sizhou troops who think so.

The Dangxian Military Academy, which was closely behind Zhu Biao, thought so, and at the same time knew that his army only had such a chance to turn the tables. The wheels of the chariot rolling forward must be blocked, otherwise he doesn't know if it's a qiē Jiexiu, but he definitely knows that he wants a qiē Jiexiu.

"Block them, block them, go and block them for me—" The military academy yelled loudly, but few responded. Every foot soldier of the Sizhou Army has the idea of letting others carry it and picking up the cheap by himself. As a result, the three hundred chariots advanced in front of the Sizhou pursuers almost instantly.

A large amount of rotation space was compressed, so that many Sizhou army foot soldiers reluctantly stopped their retreating steps, held the swords and guns in their hands, and faced the charging and crushing of the chariot.

One chariot is not to be feared, and ten chariots are not to be feared, but if it is a charging group of three hundred chariots, the situation is completely different. The power of the charge of three hundred chariots, and the destruction they carried, were beyond the strength of a soldier's flesh and blood

And more importantly, their momentum, the indomitable and invincible momentum, the shock to the enemy's heart, is needless to say.

They are tanks in the era of cold weapons, people, can they withstand the crushing of tanks?

"Bang-" A spear that pierced out was lightly blocked by the rattan player on the chariot, and suddenly, a spear nearly two feet long had already stabbed towards the chest of the Sizhou spearman, and the sharp spearhead shone with the light of death in the sunlight—

"Ah——?h Before the spear could enter his body, the Sizhou spearman could not suppress the fear in his heart and screamed loudly. But this eardrum-piercing scream could not restore the determination of the Song army's chariot spearmen to assassinate the enemy. Without giving the Sizhou spearman the slightest time or chance to dodge, the sharp spear had already stabbed down, and the sharp spearhead, driven by the huge inertia of the chariot, lightly passed through the armor worn by the Sizhou spearman, penetrated from the chest, and went straight to the back. Then he dragged the spear diagonally, and with the advance charge of the chariot, he drew the spear briskly.

"Uh-"

Feeling a chill in his chest, there was no pain, only numbness, and the screams of the Sizhou army spearmen were even more miserable, and the strength of his body dispersed like a tide, and he watched the bloody spearhead pull out of his chest, bringing out a cavity of red blood, leaving only a blood hole the size of a bowl, and endless blood flowed outward along the wound.

"Ahh

Another resisting Sizhou soldier was hooked to the ground by an iron halberd. The halberd armorer standing on top of the chariot simply waved the halberd in his hand, and then devoted himself to the next battle, not noticing that the Sizhou soldier who was hooked to the ground by himself was now only one thigh left, and was struggling miserably on the ground. As for the other one, the knee-length down has been cut off flat......

It's just a simple hook, but driven by the huge impact of the chariot, this gentle hook is enough to cut off a person's calf.

A chariot rushed by, the war horse galloped, the mud and grass splashed, the heavy horse's hooves trampled heavily on the back of the wounded soldier with the broken leg, and in an instant, a "crackling" sound of broken bones was clearly heard from under the car.

How can crawling on the ground be faster than the four hooves of the war horse, this wounded soldier with a broken leg survived to dodge - crawling on the ground, not only did not play the role of hope, but instead made himself lose all the ability to resist, prostrate on the ground and exposed his defenseless back to the war horse and chariot to trample and crush.

The war horse stepped on, and it was another piece of chariot wheels, which had no other effect than to make the chariot chuckle.

After one, two, and three chariots, the corpses were left with only a puddle of rotten flesh, and almost all the bones in the soldiers' bodies were crushed in this catastrophe. Fortunately, his head was well preserved, and his eyes were full of fear of death and longing for life.

However, if time could transfer to the moment when the chariot came, he did not desire a trace of unobscure vitality, but opened his eyes wide, clenched the war knife in his hand, and waited for the moment before the chariot came......

Even if he is still dead, he is also very likely to be able to abolish one of the Song army's chariots, and this result is enough to comfort his life.

But how many people in the world can do such a brave act?

Anyway, there are not many in the Sizhou army.

The three hundred chariots were like an irresistible rolling iron stream, surging madly, and the three or four thousand former troops of the Sizhou Army, which bore the brunt of the battle, almost collapsed at the touch of a button, allowing the chariots to penetrate deep into their hinterland......

It was like ploughing, and after the three hundred chariots rolled by, there was not one Sizhou sergeant who could still stand in the battlefield, and his eyes were full of bloody corpses. (To be continued)