Kill!

Ouyang Jing's men and horses were one, like a red whirlwind, rushing left and right in the chaotic Cao army. Wherever you rush, there is a rain of blood, and people are turning on their backs.

Liu Bei and other generals followed, further widening the gap that Ouyang Jing had opened and exacerbating the chaos of Cao's army.

After the general, there were sled chariots carrying trapped camps and white-eared soldiers, like a moving forest of knives and guns, crushing all obstacles on the way, leaving a stump and broken arm wherever it passed.

The two thousand iron horsemen in the rear did not meet an enemy for a while, but just followed the team in front, constantly charging and charging!

After a ferocious side attack, the front army of the Cao army was crushed, and thousands of routed soldiers, throwing away their armor, crying for their fathers and mothers, ran away to the main formation.

"Cao's army is defeated! Cao's army is defeated! ”

While Ouyang Jing led the army to drive away the rout, he shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt, suppressing the sound of crying and shouting and killing in the sky, which sounded in everyone's ears on both sides of the enemy and me.

their own soldiers, morale is greatly boosted; Sergeant Cao was lost.

Even the Cao army's main formation, those soldiers who were in the middle and rear of the military formation and couldn't see the battle situation on the front line clearly, couldn't help but panic for a while. Sometimes he stood on tiptoe, trying to see the battle situation at the front, and sometimes he turned back to observe the fire in the direction of the camp.

But the situation is not very good, both in front and behind.

Ahead, the rout of their own army, like a rushing black tide, accompanied by the cry of the earth, was embarrassed and rolled towards the main formation. In the rear, over the camp, there was still thick smoke billowing and red light in the sky, and the fire showed no signs of abating, but seemed to be intensifying.

For a while, the morale of Cao Jun's army became more and more shaken, and no matter how the generals scolded, beat and scolded, it was to no avail.

At the front of Cao Jun's formation, Xu Yu was carrying a strange weapon, standing in front of the big array, looking at the rolling black tide of routs, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he shouted: "Soldiers ahead, go around the formation!" Don't storm the camp! But there are those who rush into battle, and there is no forgiveness for killing! ”

With his heavy drinking, Cao Jun's array sounded a piercing squeak, which was the sound of the crossbow winding.

A group of archers also stretched out their bows and arrows, and the arrows pointed diagonally to the sky.

Xu Yu shouted again: "Shoot the position!" ”

Boom!

In the sound of the huge bowstring vibrating, thousands of Cao Jun archers in the front row fired their bows and arrows at the same time.

After a while, thirty zhang in front of Cao Jun's main formation, on the snow, a cluster of black feather arrows was inserted, forming a black boundary.

Xu Yu drank again: "Those who cross the line will be killed!" ”

The boundary formed by the thousand feather arrows is the final bottom line. However, if a rout encounters this bottom line, they will be mercilessly shot by their friendly comrades.

Of course, the rout of Cao's army was aware of the situation, and the rout at the front at the moment tried to separate the left and right and bypass the main formation.

However, how could Ouyang Jing give them a chance?

The 400 sled chariots had already divided into two routes, copying the two wings of Cao's army, constantly squeezing them in the middle.

And Ouyang Jing and other generals led two thousand iron cavalry, followed by the rout, like wolves chasing prey, repeatedly impacting the tail of the rout, killing the rout soldiers who ran a little slower and fell to the end.

Under the ruthless killing, the Cao army could only rush forward desperately, striving not to fall to the end, how could it be considered that it could not impact the main formation?

Seeing that the rout in front of him was getting closer and closer, without the slightest intention of avoiding the formation, Xu Yu sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes when he couldn't bear to see it.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were as resolute as steel, as cold as snow, and there was no trace of unbearability.

"Kill!"

Xu Yu gave an order, and thousands of archers in this formation opened their bows and released arrows in unison. A rain of arrows slanted up into the sky, and after reaching the highest point, it turned sharply, like a swarm of steel locusts, and flew at the own troops that had crossed the line and were about to storm the main formation.

Bang bang bang!

The Hercules behind the ballista also raised their wooden hammers and struck them on the ballista launcher, and the giant crossbows like iron spears tore through the air and flew out with a roar, straight to the rout frenzy that had stopped thirty feet away from the formation.

Burst......

In the sound of scalp-numbing sharp weapons entering the flesh, the surging rout frenzy seemed to hit an invisible embankment, and the momentum was abrupt, bursting with blood.

Hundreds of routs fell under this round of shooting, and the routs who ran in the front row were almost swept away.

But......

The rout did not stop.

Or the rout soldiers in the second row, after seeing the tragic death of their comrades in the front row, tried to stop, but the crowd in the rear was still rushing and rushing, crowding them so much that they couldn't stop at all.

"Go on." Xu Yu said coldly.

Squeak......

Thousands of crossbows and crossbows at the same time. Another rain of arrows fell from the sky......

"Wen Hou, the Cao army's main formation, heavily guarded, decisive killing, the rout of the army may not be able to shake the Cao army's position!"

Liu Bei knocked down a rout with the spine of his sword, and shouted to Ouyang Jing not far away.

When he broke the formation, he killed decisively, male and female swords, swords and swords sealed their throats, and the killing was not counted.

But when he drove the rout, he was much more merciful, and only knocked the rout to the ground with the spine of his sword.

Although the fainted rout may still be trampled to death by the rear cavalry, the probability of surviving is definitely greater than the chance of being trampled to death.

From this detail, it is enough to see that Liu Bei in this world, although he is not short of decisiveness, his heart is really much kinder than that of ordinary heroes. If you can, you don't kill senselessly, so you don't kill as much as possible.

"So what?" Ouyang Jing laughed: "The rout can't rush the Cao army, so I'll rush it myself!" Xuande, do you dare to attack Cao Cao's main formation with me and directly take Cao Cao's army? ”

Liu Bei raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became arrogant: "Why don't you dare!" ”

"Very good, I will lead the charge!"

Ouyang Jing laughed, rode his horse and waved his halberd, and continued to drive the rout into battle.

In front of Cao's army, thousands of people have been shot down, but the follow-up routs are still endless, surging towards the main formation.

The efficiency of a bow and crossbow is not comparable to that of a firearm.

After a shot, the iron man can't stand it, but after a few arrows, as long as he misses the vital point, he can still rush wildly.

Therefore, even with thousands of archers firing in succession, and with bed crossbows, it was still difficult to prevent the death of thousands of routs.

Soon, the 30-zhang limit was filled by the rout. Thousands of routs have reached less than ten zhang of Cao's army's main formation!

"Archers retreat! Raise your shield, raise your gun! ”

Xu Yu gave orders repeatedly, thousands of archers were in order, retreated from the reserved passage to the middle of the formation, and the front row was replaced by a shield hand, and a large shield tree with a height of one person on one side was raised, connected to each other, blocking a black and pressing shield wall.

The shield wall is one, and the spears are raised at the same time.

Spears are either erected between two shields, or pierced through the holes reserved by the shields, forming a forest of steel with sharp blades.

The archers who retreated to the formation continued to shoot arrows, shooting and killing the routers. The tall and muscular shield man in the front row, with his shoulders and elbows, pressed against the shield hard, ready to meet the next onslaught.

Behind the shieldmen, the pikemen were expressionless, looking through the gaps in their shields as they looked at their fellow routs who were getting closer and closer.

Soon, the blades of their spears will pierce the bodies of their comrades and drink the blood of their comrades!

Rumble!

Finally, the rout frenzy hit the shield wall and the gun!

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