"Boom! Boom! Boom! "The drums of war were beating on the ground, and the soldiers in bright armor were quickly assembled, and the war was approaching quickly, like an uninvited reckless man who dared to break into someone else's home.

Compared with before, Zhang Lin was fully prepared this time, 30,000 soldiers were ready to be arrayed, divided into four phalanxes, the armor was neat, the spears were like a forest, and the murderous spirit was soaring.

Inspiring the courage of every soldier, especially the 100,000 army in Zhang Lin's hands, the Lion Legion, under the leadership of Zhang Lin, advanced towards the route of elite soldiers and strong generals, facing tens of thousands of Qiang warriors.

The soldiers of the Lion Legion are not afraid at all, even if the sound of horses' hooves resounded through the world, it could not break everyone's will, Zhang Yi stared at the Qiang warriors who had been assembled in the distance, he knew that this was the pride of Zhang Lin and the pride of the Han people.

He was unwilling to use those powerful weapons to eliminate these guys, but it was Zhang Lin's pride that gave the Qiang warriors a chance to live, and then Zhang Lin shouted: "Attack!" ”

The war drums of the army suddenly became high-pitched, and the soldiers understood in their hearts that this was an order to attack, and the Tibetan tyrant pointed at the Qiang warriors, and his ten thousand pikemen killed the Qiang warriors like a tide.

This is the well-known region of Tibet, although there will be some hills, but the mountains are very low, there is a flat area, and soon the tide of pikemen entered the range of bows and arrows.

Unexpectedly, these Qiang warriors were very calm, and at this time they had not opened their bows and arrows, as if they were waiting for some kind of order, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the pikemen of the Tibetan tyrant.

Zhang Yi stared closely at the guy who issued the order, and found that it was a middle-aged man, and at this time, he suddenly shouted, "Release the arrow!" ”

Although these Qiang warriors are not good at fighting, they are very good at bows and arrows, watching the rain of arrows in the sky draw an arc, with a piercing whistling sound, and shoot at the pikemen of the Tibetan tyrant with great speed.

The rain of arrows shot by tens of thousands of archers, such a spectacle is not something that can be seen if you want to see it, Zhang Yi watched everyone's performance without heart and lungs, of course, the damage of these bows and arrows to the lion army.

Zhang Yi knew it in his heart, so Zhang Yi, who was not in a hurry or panic, was still staring at the guy who gave orders, and in a short period of time, the Qiang warriors fired three times in a row, and the dense rain of arrows came towards the pikemen under the command of the Tibetan tyrant.

Wounded dozens of people to the pikemen of the Tibetan tyrant, it can be said that everyone's armor played a big role, so the pikemen did not stop, they rushed into the range of the archers.

Seeing that the success had attracted the attention of the Qiang warriors, they all looked dumbfounded, and it was at this time that Zhang Lin looked at Zhang Yang and opened his mouth to order, "The big knife team attacks from the side!" ”

Zhang Yang knew what side it was, so he rushed to the side with 10,000 people from the broadsword team, and tens of thousands of people fired arrows at the same time, and the arrows shot like a torrential rain towards the rushing lion legion, quickly forming an arrow net, and the pikemen just bowed their heads and rushed forward.

Ignoring the arrows on the body, of course, some unlucky children stepped on the arrows, or were shot by the arrows too many times, and felt that the body could not hold on, and the team of 10,000 people was still slowly moving forward.

It's like a turtle shell, so that these Qiang warriors have nowhere to start, Zhang Yang took the big knife team to the right side, of course, someone on the left side must be die-cast, otherwise Zhang Yang who goes to the right side will be miserable.

"Li Yuan, you take 10,000 people to attack the enemy's left side!" Zhang Lin gave an order to Li Yuan, and in an instant, 30,000 horses surrounded the Qiang warriors, and the rest was the big village of the Qiang tribe.

Zhang Lin knew that the time was about to be ripe, especially Xiaoqiang, who couldn't be killed by 30,000 people, and he had a lot of pressure on the Qiang warriors, which was a crushing machine arranged on the frontal battlefield.

"Huaxiong Wang Fang!"

"The last general!" As soon as they heard Zhang Lin's call, the two hurriedly rode out and hugged their fists and saluted.

"Prepare your cavalry, ready to charge head-on!" This kind of order sounds a little unreasonable, and the only thing to worry about is the pikemen in front of you, but the terrain is very wide.

As long as there is an order, as long as the pikemen dodge on both sides, there is enough wide road to gallop on horseback, and the Qiang warriors have serious expressions, and the entire battlefield is filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere.

The westward march of the Lion Legion has put unprecedented pressure on them, and at the same time, these guys' defenses are too perverted to be ineffective with bows and arrows, think of a turtle shell that doesn't hurt to break.

It's like a hedgehog, and there is a feeling that I can't do it, and the guy who gave the order is also dumbfounded, I don't know when the army of the big man has become so powerful.

"Chief! It's not the way to go on like this! Soon these Qiang warriors panicked, and when they saw the strength of the Han army's defense, even any general would be dumbfounded, in fact, if they used fire attack, it might be effective.

It's just that it's not easy to burn Zhang Lin's army, the leader of the Qiang tribe has a sinking face, and the eyes in his eyes are unpredictable, but everyone can feel the worry in his heart that is difficult to hide.

Just when these guys felt powerless, suddenly the pikemen went to both sides, although Zhang Lin's strength did not reach the super first-class, but it was no problem to learn some tricks.

Hua Xiong and Wang Fang saw the change in formation, the weapons in their hands pointed to the sky, and a solemn atmosphere spread, as if they had encountered the arrival of death, and the aura of death was terrifying.

"Kill!" 20,000 cavalry rushed towards the Qiang warriors, this method of warfare is like a wheel war, so that the opponent is tired and unable to take care of it, especially these Qiang warriors.

In the face of the defense that could not be broken, a shadow had already appeared in the psyche, and when he heard the loud shouts of killing, it was conceivable that he was on the verge of collapse all of a sudden, and Huaxiong's cavalry was like a triangle.

Led by Hua Xiong and Wang Fang, the Lion Legion fell on their backs and suffered heavy casualties wherever they went, and they had all the sharp weapons and extremely strong armor defense, so except for a few hundred unlucky guys, the formation was still as neat as ever.

On the other hand, the Qiang warriors did not have such good luck, the weapons and armor were not complete, and at most a few thousand people were still elite, but when they encountered the cavalry of the Lion Legion, they could only hate the spot on the spot.

After this round, the number of Qiang warriors lost six or seven thousand, if they came ten times or eight times, it is estimated that the Qiang tribe of more than 100,000 people will be removed, Zhang Yi wants to see if Zhang Lin has grown.

Is there any deficiency in commanding the army, it is also Zhang Yixian's egg pain, in fact, Zhang Yi himself is half a bucket of water, so what kind of vision does Zhang Lin have, Hua Xiong and Wang Fang just rushed over with people.

(End of chapter)