Looking at the big iron bucket in front of him, Hao Zheng'an spit bitter water in his mouth, these big iron buckets were made to fight the Turks, and he didn't want to use them, and now he understood why his father was willing to rebel and become king. How to fight this. As soon as you retreat, I am afraid that it will become a mess of water, and when the time comes, your own people will step on your own people. More deaths.

The guards around Hao Zheng'an have already begun to lead the horses, and they are ready to run faster when they run later.

Tan Zhengkun has disappeared. He is a man who knows the soldiers, and he will not be able to run away after a while. Seeing this scene, Hao Zheng'an scolded: "What virtue." One of the leaders stepped forward and said, "My lord, are we going to step back in formation?" ”

Hao Zheng'an looked up, and saw that the soldiers of the little toasts in front of him were much better than when Jiang Feng led the team to shoot indiscriminately just now, and if they retreated at this time, maybe the whole army would be in chaos for a while. It seems that you can still spell it. At the moment, he said: "Don't retreat, tell the head of the front commander that if the front few dare to retreat, they will all be cut off." Advance is not allowed to retreat. ”

After the order was issued, the soldiers moved to the front row, and the formation of the small toast soldiers in front of them became more stable.

At this time, the military formation on the opposite side began to throw at the Tusi soldiers.

A meteor-like rain of arrows fell from the sky, falling in the formation of the native soldiers, making a heavier sound than the rain, behind the Mo Dao hand, is more than 5,000 people of archery troops, the strength and density of this arrow rain, far more than the strength of the cavalry harassment just now, only to hear the formation of the native soldiers let out a burst of screams, the card is full of arrows,

But arrows still entered the body through the shield, and at this distance, the javelins and hand axes of the toast soldiers came into play.

Hao Zheng'an was worried about the formation of the Tusi soldiers, and said loudly: "The overseers are optimistic, if anyone dares to retreat and kill them together, countless overseers will come forward to prevent the Tusi soldiers from retreating."

After countless arrows rained, the original dense formation, there were many small openings, the soldiers and horses of the court, fifty paces away, shot ten arrows, five thousand archers, all the arrows in the pot were shot, when the archers behind shot all the arrows, the archers retreated. And the front-line assault soldiers began to take their place.

After shooting all these arrows, the morale of the Tusi soldiers plummeted.

Xiang Sanwa is a smarter person in the Tusi army, he and his brother Xiang Dawa and Xiang Er's work together for the Tusi masters, and they are standard Tu people, in addition to giving the Toast masters all kinds of things, their family also has to do all kinds of things for the Tusi masters, the red and white ceremonies of the Tusi masters, the toast masters want to travel, and the toast masters want to fight. They are going to all the brothers of the family.

At the moment, he is carrying his brother in front of his own house, Xiang Boss is the most honest, standing in front of his younger brother, the arrow that rained for a while just now, a person in front of the boss was frightened, and the shield was pushed forward a little, so the arrow shot in from the oblique plane and shot into the body of the boss. Xiang Boss's eyes were wide open when he died, and he muttered twice, to the effect that the crops in the field had not been harvested this year, Xiang San's eyes were full of tears, holding his brother's corpse, and his brother's corpse blocked the arrows shot down from the oblique plane for him, and each arrow shot at the boss's body, and the boss's body was about to beat, and the third brother couldn't remember his brother's corpse a few times.

The arrows finally stopped, and the soldiers and horses of the court on the opposite side stopped shooting arrows.

Xiang Lao San is not without killing people, the last time he fought with the court soldiers, the three brothers stood together, covered each other, the three of them were fine, Xiang Lao Er remembered that he knocked the head of the court to the ground with a hammer, and hit the helmet of the court general, all of them hit the sparks, that person is probably dead, he can be regarded as having killed someone, the head promised that this year's harvest of autumn grain can be a little less, and he can also transfer the largest to the second to the front. The chiefs bring the bravest to the forefront.

The figure of the brother was more than ten steps ahead, and Xiang Lao San could see Xiang Lao Er trying his best to shrink his body to resist those arrows, and Xiang Lao Er finally dodged the arrows for a while.

Xiang Lao San knew that the opposite court soldiers and horses would not shoot again after shooting this for a while, and then it would be a short encounter, when the time came, people were crowded, guns and knives were exchanged, the safest way was to cover each other, so that the chance of safety was great, the last battle, the three brothers of their own family covered each other, after the fight, they looked at it, except for a few small injuries on their bodies, none of the three people died, this time the three brothers were scattered, and Xiang Lao San didn't know how to be good. I don't know any of the people around me, so I can't say anything to cooperate.

The disgusting iron bucket came up from the other side, and the leader shouted: "Throw the javelin." "Xiang Er, together with the people around him, often threw the javelin on his back. Everyone didn't throw it together, but divided it into batches, otherwise everyone waved their hands in unison, and they couldn't poke a shot into their own necks.

The iron buckets on the opposite side were still moving forward unhurriedly, the guns made a "clanging" sound, and those iron buckets had a few white marks on their bodies, and very few people fell. A very few hit the feet, the neck, and it's no wonder that they are unlucky.

Someone in the front row threw hand axes again, facing those big iron buckets, Xiang Lao San actually felt that it was better to throw them with stones, because the stone axes seemed to have an effect, hitting the opposite iron bucket, making a "tom tom" sound. As soon as this thought entered his head, he couldn't stop, "What will happen to them if you throw them with a stone?" At this critical juncture, he wanted to concentrate, but the more nervous he was, the more he didn't listen to his own words, and he couldn't help but really try it, but when he saw the big iron bucket squeezed on the opposite side, he finally restrained himself from bending down and picking up the bad mossy stone under his feet.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, and the people on both sides can see the faces of the people on the other side, and the sweat in the hands of the third man comes out, and the Tusi soldiers all hold the weapons in their hands, because everyone knows, "We're going to do it, many of us are going to die here, I don't want to die." ”

The officers and soldiers of the court on the opposite side gave an order, and the horse chopping knife about one zhang long stood up, like a forest, but this forest is dark, as if it is still stained with oil, yes, it is oil, and the pig has been killed to the second child, which is an important reason why the first people are heavy to the second child and transferred him to the front. When a forest of knives is in front of his house, no one will be comfortable, and Xiang Lao Sanji is extremely uncomfortable.

Fighting a war is so boring and disgusting that I don't want to fight. This is what Xiang Lao San said to his heart.

The situation can only be described as one-sided.

The barrels swung their knives straight down. The formation of the Tusi soldiers retreated, and they kept retreating, and the people squeezed backwards, but fortunately, the iron buckets walked very slowly, and they had to take care of the formation and did not chase them, so the native soldiers did not care about the leather whip of the leader, and squeezed backwards.

Xiang Laosan only had a mess in his mind at this time, and he subconsciously moved forward, but the front was squeezed backwards. The flesh is grinding. The smell of sweat is disgusting.

Xiang Lao San saw his brother crowded in front, and he tried his best to swing the sickle in his hand, playing hide and seek with countless blades cut down from the world.

He managed to dodge many times. And the people around him are all dead, now, while he is retreating, he is squeezing backwards, if he doesn't squeeze, he will die, and only Xiang Lao Er is standing at the front. He was the one who lived the longest.

Finally, a long knife fell from the sky, to the second brother's hand and his body separated, the elder brother turned around, looking for the back, he did not know that the eldest brother was dead at this time, because the head man ordered them not to turn back, finally the elder brother found his brother, the two brothers looked at each other, before several long knives slashed him, the elder brother drank two words. "Run. ”

Then my brother was slashed again by a long knife, and the blood flew into the mud, which was really dirty.

At this time, Xiang Laosan's mind finally woke up.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die for Master Toast. I want to live. ”

In the bottom of Xiang Laosan's heart, he drank out the thought that he had hidden for a long time and didn't even dare to think about it. "Why do we want to sell your life, why do we want to squeeze you again and again. I can't stand it, you don't want to get any more benefits from me. “

An evil light poured out of Xiang San's eyes, and the head man who was scolding and pushing everyone behind was the source of his pain. For the first time, the scythe in the third general's hand slashed at the leader who squeezed him.

In the disbelief of the head man, Xiang Lao San ruthlessly pulled out the sickle that was not in the head man's chest, this head man, countless times with a leather whip to beat the natives, countless reasonable times to take away the harvest of the landowners, countless reasonable bullying of the natives, now, he can't believe that this group of honest natives dare to do it to himself.

"Run".

As soon as the third child's courage passed, he saw his head man looking at himself with unbelievable eyes, and he didn't believe that this honest native dared to attack himself, but the knife to the third child had already sunk into the head man's stomach, and he looked at the head man's eyes, and he was ruthless, and pulled the knife out, and the head man screamed, turned over, fell to the ground, blood gurgled out, and he didn't move, and died.

In fact, the leader who is usually invincible is not so powerful, and if he goes down with a knife, he will still be a death.

Xiang Lao San stepped on the corpse of the head man and rushed back, at this time Xiang Lao San's face flushed, he had never lived for himself and fought for himself like that time.

The other soldiers saw it and began to charge backwards. There are constantly leaders pushing to the ground, no one looks at these leaders who are supposed to be powerful, and all the people think about is to rush out, no longer face the big iron bucket on the opposite side, and no longer work for the toast master.

Hao Zheng'an said loudly: "Overseer the team." ”

A row of knives and guns flashed in front of the life-saving crowd, and it was the overseer team sent by Hao Zheng'an. At this time, if Hao Zhengan wanted to withdraw his troops, he had to hold the people in front of him for a while. The people in front of him are dead, and Hao Zheng'an is not distressed.

shouted to the third child: "We want to live." ”

Then a multitude of natives shouted, "We want to live, and rushed into the back of the swords and guns, and at this time, the impact was extremely powerful, because this was for ourselves, and it was the journey of hope."

Seeing the retreat of the people behind, the native soldiers in front who couldn't resist it were even more reluctant to fight hard, they turned their heads and rushed backwards.

The battle lines where the two armies intersected quickly stretched some distance. That's because the native soldiers wear rattan armor at most, wrap turbans, and when it comes to speed, it is absolutely inferior to the native soldiers, plus the right guard officer sees the other party in chaos and attacks the formation, which is exactly what he can't ask for, so he doesn't care about it at all.

At this time, Hao Zheng'an's large army had changed the rear team into the front team, and began to retreat backwards, seeing that there was nothing to do, and naturally wanted to preserve their strength.

Zhang Fan had already seen all this, and after Jiang Feng led the troops to attack, Jiang Feng's soldiers and horses were exhausted, and it was best to rest for a while. Zhang Fan saw the opportunity, and at this time, Xuan'en's city-head drum finally sounded, and the red flag waved, which was the order to order the cavalry to chase and kill.

Zhang Zhongsi stood at the head of the city, he didn't know what to do, but Zhou Shixin and the generals below keenly seized the opportunity and decisively ordered the cavalry to pursue. I saw the drums beat in the city. Zhang Fan said loudly: "The cavalry is divided into five teams, alternately riding horses, and going up." ”

The cavalry began to charge from the flank, and this section of the road was the time for the cavalry to exert their horsepower. The right guards on both sides automatically moved out of the way.

At this time, the supervision team sent by Hao Zheng'an had already rushed through the chaos, and the scattered Tusi soldiers heard the sound of horses' hooves like thunder behind them, and they didn't dare to turn back, and rushed desperately.

The extravagant soldiers had already withdrawn nearly a mile away. Accompanied by his entourage, Hao Zheng'an dragged the banner and retreated.

Fortunately, the Hao's formation has not suffered major losses, and the formation is still complete when retreating. It is worth sacrificing the little toasts in exchange for the peace of this formation.

Zhang Fan was leading the cavalry to chase after the rout, seeing this scene, he saw that the Hao family soldiers' main formation was moving backwards, and the infantry of this formation, the right guard was in front, and the movement of the Mo knife hand was not fast, and if he wanted the infantry to pursue the luxury of Zheng'an's luxury formation, he couldn't catch up. Rather than chasing down the routs that are already in disarray, it is better to leave the rout to the foot soldiers behind. It is only right for the cavalry to pursue the Hao clan's large array.

With a wave of his hand, the team behind him, the five hundred knights no longer pursued the rout, on the battlefield, Zhang Fan could only be transferred, there were only so many, there were originally nearly two thousand cavalry under his command, but he was a former deputy general, and he could only command the five hundred cavalry in his hand. Under Zhang Fan's loud shouting order, the knights put away their sabers and began to approach the luxury army, and the knights on the right side of Longyou also made a whistle sound of "woo" in their mouths, and these knights had a lot of empty Turks, so they naturally brought the habits of the Turks over.

Can't let the luxury soldiers breathe, this is Zhang Fan's idea.

At this time, the thousand knights brought by Jiang Feng also rode over, and about one thousand and five knights began to follow the large array of Hao Zheng'an.

Jiang Feng gave an order. The arrows were like flying locusts, rushing towards the large array of Hao Zheng'an, and the cavalry rushed back and forth outside the large array of Hao Zheng'an, constantly shooting the arrows in their hands into the large array of Hao Zheng'an.

When the city saw it, Zhou Shixin said loudly: "General Zhang, it is appropriate for our side to send an infantry formation at this time to hold the big array of Hao Zheng'an, and don't let them all run away." Zhang Zhongsi snorted twice, probably agreeing. With a wave of the city's flag, the right guard separated, and the foot soldiers wearing only leather armor began to move towards the luxury clan array at the fastest speed.

The flag of the general in the city waved, and Zhang Fan was shocked when he saw it.

It turned out to be that the cavalry was going to attack Hao Zheng'an's infantry and keep Hao Zheng'an.

On Mount Ba, between the peaks, white clouds are swirling, cranes are flying into the sky, and there is a valley between them. A gray man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the group of Shaolin in front of him holding a weighty iron sword in his hands, and he didn't move.

The gray-clothed man said coldly: "The basic skill of making the sword is in the tendons in the hands, if you don't practice the strength in your hands, then you can't use any swordsmanship, you can't use it, you have a fifty-pound heavy sword in your hands, and ten days later, you will have a hundred-pound iron sword in your hands."