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The legs control the horse, the body is half on the horse, and the sharp arrows come out of the hand. The forward assault Han riders continued to narrow the distance between each other to seventy or eighty paces, and the power of riding shè suddenly doubled. Although the problem of accuracy is still the same, riding shè has never been a martial art that pays attention to the head, a wide range of throwing shè, a large area of coverage strikes, just keep a general direction and drop the arrow shè on the head of the enemy array, disturb the enemy, mess with the enemy, drive the enemy, this is the true meaning of riding shè.

From time to time, a few sharp arrows pierced through or directly through the rudimentary shield shè and entered it, causing screams.

But at this moment, Zhu Xian will not retreat. The distance had reached an extreme, and individual cavalrymen tried to get closer, but whenever they approached within seventy paces, four or five Zhou infantry archers would leap out of the ranks, raise their hard bows at them, force the advancing cavalry back, and then quickly turn behind their shields.

Although the Zhou army shè out of the sharp arrows are few. But the faint threat also made the Han cavalry dare not push too hard. Zhu Zhong didn't want to lose too much of his subordinates, so repeatedly and repeatedly, the two sides were consumed like this, and Zhu led this part to walk slower than a tortoise.

More than a hundred steps away, Zhu Zhong looked up at the sky, time is not waiting! If it was noon at the moment, then if he worked hard to stay up for three or two hours, he would definitely be able to boil the opposing coalition army to exhaustion.

But now it will be late, and two hours later, the early dark hand will not be able to reach out and lose his five fingers.

Looking at the hundreds of remnants of the coalition army waiting in the distance, a cold smile appeared on his face. "It's an opponent too." It is definitely a technical job to take down the turtle shell in front of him without paying too many casualties, but he likes to smash the turtle shell. With the reins, Zhu Zhong quickly rode down", "pass my military order, and raise troops." ”

Behind the Han cavalry, bursts of cheers suddenly sounded, and the alarmed coalition troops turned around one after another, and found that the left and right wings and the Han cavalry behind them were moving rapidly.

"Look at what. Don't look back, keep going. Zhu Xian ordered angrily, there are troops in the back, and the people in front should move forward quickly, and try their best to catch up with the small hill in front! However, he himself turned his horse's head and hurried to the side of the procession, and looked to the side, where fifty cavalry followed silently.

"How long will they wait? Two quarters of an hour? Or less? Zhu Xian looked at the Han cavalry behind him and muttered, behind the rout, hundreds of Han cavalry had already changed their formation under Zhu Zhong's command.

More than 500 Han cavalry formed a tight formation of 30 men, and Jīng was a stone's throw behind the coalition army. The remaining more than 100 cavalry were still in the shape of a crescent. Their role is that of stragglers!

Facing the Han cavalry in an impact formation, Zhu Xian had a feeling of holding a bomb in his heart, and he didn't know when the bomb exploded and killed himself. But if you don't rush to the small hill, how can you stop the wolf-like Han riding on the flat ground?

The difference between early death and late death, why not fight for that glimmer of life?

The remnants of the four or five hundred routs were divided into two parts, and the one at the back of the hall was stretched into a half-moon shape towards the Han army, which coincided with the glaive formation of the Han cavalry stragglers. The other spread his legs and ran straight forward for a hundred and ten steps.

With Zhu Xian's order, the remnants of the defeated soldiers behind the palace straightened the long pole of the wooden spear in their hands, and with the only simple shields, they put out a very fragile gun formation in front of the archers. More than 20 foot archers held bows and arrows in unison. The scattered ones face the left, right, and rear sides.

Without Zhu Zhong to give orders, the Han cavalry stragglers had already turned their horses and scattered, and the first wave of the Zhou army's 'arrow rain' did not hurt any of them, but took advantage of the stragglers to retreat. The rout behind the palace also quickly trotted backwards and retreated.

Zhu led fifty cavalry to press the formation!

The front and rear divisions of the rout retreated for a while, and immediately formed the team, and Zhu led the cavalry team to quickly return. With such a cover for the alternate retreat, the strength of the routs seems to be slowly rising!

The scene was fierce, and hundreds of coalition troops retreated in a staggered manner. was forced by the Han cavalry again and again; And the 'inaction' of hundreds of Han cavalry also made me aware of the long-range strike force of the rout, which is really not worth it!

Time passed little by little in a tense confrontation. A mile or two was soon there, and a small hill was in front of the eyelids.

Zhu Zhong coldly watched the tricks of the defeated soldiers, let Zhu Xian's 'free' command, listen to the cheers on the other side, and finally waited until the defeated soldiers retreated to the front of the hill. He smiled coldly, "An idiot who thinks he's smart!" ”

The five alternate covers of more than one mile will inevitably consume the vast majority of the body of the defeated soldiers, because in the tension of the jīng god, when the jīng god is fully assembled, the consumption of human jīng qi is much greater than usual. The vitality of the defeated soldiers was gone, and their spirit was strengthened. Unfortunately, it is not the determination to fight to the death that has been strengthened, but the confidence that 'I can run for my life'!

Zhu Xian looked at the Han cavalry that was pressing up again, and then looked at the rout soldiers who began to gasp for breath after a few alternates, and a feeling of cat and mouse surged over him, "Chapter 472 of the game of the other world, let's go, don't stay here and die in vain!" In his heart, he felt that he was the poor mouse now, and what was even more pitiful was that this mouse was still the one he rushed to bear. Dead horses are used as live horse doctors.

"Brethren, there is one more turn to go up the mound. The thieves can't help our ......," Zhu Xian turned his head and saw the familiar carriage on the mound.

"Don't come up, don't come up!" On the mound, Fan Chunju muttered to himself and prayed in a voice that only he could hear. Hundreds of Han cavalry kept a tight formation behind the rout, a distance of one hundred and ten paces, which was a blink of an eye for the cavalry.

It's a pity that God didn't hear Fan Chunju's prayer. On the battlefield, the more you want the enemy to do, the less you will do it to others; And the more you don't want the enemy to do something, the enemy will do it.

"Woo woo ......" The horn sounded, and in the swing of the big knife in Zhu Zhong's hand, five hundred iron horsemen rode their horses one after another, and the speed of the war horses mentioned the fastest gallop in a very short time.

The stragglers also moved, they were still in a very scattered queue, flapping their horses and rushing into fifty paces, "whooshing ......" more than a hundred arrows towards the rout. The men and horses naturally diverted along the rout's march to two columns, 'whooshing, swishing...... and the arrows never stopped.

No matter how bad the first fifty paces were enough, the arrows were enough to reach a rough area, and all the stragglers had to do was aim the arrows at the entire hundred-hundred-hundred-thrashed army.

The infantry archers of the Zhou army released feather arrows, and they also returned to Yan sè.

Dozens of sharp arrows fell, and the harvest was pitiful. Because their goal is to move extremely fast cavalry, and not the "Otherworldly Game", which is a slow infantry army.

And there are only a few people in total, and they have been in a state of jǐng rong since the team was embellished by the Han cavalry, and the people have long been exhausted. Hell it is to be rewarded!

Then Zhu Zhong's real killer weapon began to charge, and the five hundred cavalry were all dressed in iron armor, with a small leather shield on their left arm, as long as they were not unlucky, a few sharp arrows would not hurt them at all.

Speeding rapidly, the horses moved forward and forward, and when they had reached fifty paces, a sharp spear lay flat in their hands. From a distance, the edge of the spear blade shines brightly.

The rout was in disarray. Zhu Xian shouted calmly, some of them had a face full of Yi sè clenched the weapons in their hands, and some of them had pale faces but had not moved their feet yet, but more people wanted to retreat. Didn't they keep retiring just now, but now they want to retreat too

"Boom"

The galloping iron stream crashed into the small cavalry of the rout, and then into the fragile infantry formation.

Blood splattered, and the screams instantly shook the world!

The cavalry was submerged in the billowing red sè, and the entire infantry formation was like a glass plate smashed by iron, which fell apart after a single blow.

"Killing ......" was like a wounded beast, and Zhu Xian's eyes turned red. He wielded the broadsword in his hand and slashed the Han cavalry that came at him.

In just one Han cavalry rush, the fifty cavalry he organized lost more than eighty percent, and a total of seven cavalry survived even himself. "Entertainment show" and on the infantry array, the fragile long pole is even more vulnerable in front of the iron stream. The Han cavalry had to discard their spears because they had pierced multiple bodies, and they drew their sabers at their waists and continued to chop.

The horse's hooves trampled was not at all something that could be resisted by manpower, and the defeated soldiers who were hit flew to the rear, and the few fallen horses also rolled, grinding out blood grooves in the dense crowd.

Charge and then dodge, the back row follows, and then continues to charge; Dodge again, follow up in the back row, and then continue to charge again...... It was only five hundred horses, but at this moment it turned into a storm crashing on the shore, and the monstrous waves continued to lap on the infantry formation formed by the remnants of the coalition army.

It didn't take seventeen columns at all, just the charge of seven iron cavalry, and they tore the rout's infantry from the front to the core, and then tore the entire infantry formation to pieces in one fell swoop.

From this moment on, the orderly and organized resistance of the rout was over, and the Han cavalry won.

The rout, who had completely lost the will to fight, scattered and fled, trying to escape again. The only thing that had previously supported them was their own will to survive had failed, and each of the routers felt their last hope ruthlessly shattered. There is no fourth way for them to go but to escape, to surrender, to fight to the death!

There is a slight possibility of survival, and no one wants to die. Therefore, half of the remnants of the rout after the impact chose to surrender. They didn't have the strength to run away anymore, and they didn't believe that they could escape the hooves of the Han horse's horses a second time in this place.

Zhu Xian looked at Yiqiē with a miserable smile, and he was defeated in such a simple way. I knew that this was the case, what kind of team would I pull!

The defeated soldiers who fled were pursued by scattered horsemen, and Zhu Zhong left dozens of horsemen to watch the prisoners, and the team divided into two to surround the carriage on the hill to Zhu Xianhe.

The seriously injured Fan Chunju pulled out the accessories on his waist, the white blade pointed straight ahead, and the smooth blade of the sword could still reflect the defeated soldiers who were chased like lost dogs under the hills.

"Let's go, don't stay here and die for nothing......" he said to the master guards beside him. (To be continued.) )