The Ying Long army lined up the army formation with the military flag for the middle army, and the front army was divided into foot soldiers in the middle, and the 1,700 cavalry was divided into two armies, the left and right. A thousand crossbow-wielding cavalry, and three hundred guards with two types of melee weapons, were guarded around the flag.

Ye Xiangqian glanced at the Demon Ear Army Formation from afar, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The Demon Ear Army, which was supposed to be one guard and three thousand, is currently only two thousand, seven or eight hundred.

It seems that even the two armies of Tu Xiaoyong and Wuwei attacked the military camp for seven days in a row, and the Mo'er people also suffered some casualties. If he saw that there were still three thousand complete Demon Ear people on the other side, then Ye Xiangqian really didn't have the courage to fight with them.

Under the banner of the Demon Ear Army, a tall figure silently stared at the human on the opposite side. It was curious, curious to know how the opposing indigenous army would fight this battle, and it was the first time since it had invaded the world that it had encountered such fierce resistance, and it aroused its fierce curiosity.

The trumpet of Ying Long's army finally sounded, and the front army infantry square array forward. The neat queue, the sound of "tom" footsteps, the earth seems to be trembling.

The federal audience in front of the screen saw the demeanor of Ying Longjun's lineup, and couldn't help but burst into earth-shattering cheers. The expressions on the faces of the parliamentarians in the parliament hill also looked much better, and some of them had even begun to fantasize about the scene after Ying Longjun's lucky victory.

It's just that if Zhang Wensheng stood in front of the screen, his heart must have been cold!

On the periphery of the Ying Long Army's infantry phalanx, it is natural that there is a gun array, but in the middle is not a crossbowman, but a knife hand that is not of much use. This not only made the soldiers of the Dragon Army puzzled, but even the tall figure under the Demon Ear General on the opposite side also frowned and puzzled.

In fact, Ye Xiangqian was also helpless. The Devil's Ear Army mounts are born with scale armor, and the spear array can't resist it at all. If the crossbowmen were to be in the middle of the array, they would have only a short knife the length of a palm, except for a crossbow with ten arrows. Even if you stab the Moulcers in the heart with a short knife, you won't necessarily be able to kill them, and they will only have to wait to be slaughtered. In desperation, I had to put out such a nondescript phalanx.

Seeing that the Ying Long army array was about to cross half the distance of the battlefield, the cavalry of the Demon Ear finally roared out. But there were only more than 300 riders who ran out.

There were a lot of curses in Ying Long's army, and he felt insulted by the enemy. But Ye Xiangqian clearly remembered that when he fought against the Demon Ear people, he witnessed that a thousand Demon Ear cavalry easily defeated 30,000 Federation foot soldiers. The other party sent three hundred cavalry, which was already very face-saving for Ying Long's army.

The mount of the Morroid is a monster similar to the Earth Dragon, known as the "Iron Horse" by the Federation Army. Its pointed tip can easily break through the infantry formations and is unharmed by itself. Such "ironclad horses" are heavy, each weighing more than a ton. The three hundred demon horsemen charged together, which was no less than the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping together.

The foot soldiers had already stabilized the formation, and several rows of spearmen propped their spears on the ground, and set up rows of spear forests, and then they were crushed by the three hundred demon horsemen.

At the moment when the three hundred demon horsemen came into contact with the infantry phalanx, almost all the people of the Federation covered their eyes, countless strings of tears burst out of their eyes, and there was a wail.

Almost all the officers and soldiers of the Federation were scolding, accusing the ignorant child of discharging such a useless phalanx, but not allowing the cavalry to cooperate......

Three hundred "ironclad horses" easily smashed through rows of spears, and nearly 100 foot soldiers were knocked away in an instant. The rain of blood and stumps in the sky were like dancing butterflies, falling on the body, head, and face of every foot soldier.

Some of the foot soldiers were so frightened that they wailed and collapsed to the ground, and were then trampled to pulp by the iron hooves of the Demon Rider, or trampled to death by other foot soldiers. But more foot soldiers aroused a lot of blood, desperately trying to leave a little trace on the Mo'er people, they never thought they would be able to leave here alive.

The blades of all the foot soldiers beckoned to the Morrions, and none of them attacked the "Iron Horse".

Because before the battle, Ye Xiangqian once said: "The Federation has been at war with the Mo'er people for seven years, and no one has ever seen the 'Iron Armored Horse' injured. Even today, no one knows what color the blood of the 'Iron Horses' is, because there is no weapon that can break through their natural scale armor. ”

In fact, Ye Xiangqian had been thinking, why didn't the Demon Ear people concentrate enough "ironclad horses" and then drive them to charge? That would be no need to fight at all, and the federal army would definitely not be able to resist it.

The fighting continues, or the slaughter never stops. The heavy armor of the Moorians is very thick and the defense is very strong, and it is extremely difficult to kill a Moor. The phalanx was already in chaos, and the two thousand foot soldiers were probably seven or eight hundred dead. Experienced foot soldiers formed a formation of three or five people, but they still could not stop the collision of the "ironclad horses".

A recruit was cut into two pieces by the long knife of the magic ear, and under the collision of the "iron armored horse", a severed part of the belly flew up, and it was hanging on the neck of a captain, like a shy girl, hanging a wreath on the neck of the hero. Immediately, a long knife with a demon ear slashed, and the head of the Wu Commander fell to the ground again, and the "garland" also rolled off to the side, being trampled to pieces......

In a battle with cold weapons, the battle loss rate exceeds 30%, and there is a possibility of large-scale rout. But none of the remaining foot soldiers of Ying Long's army fled, just waving the blades in their hands in vain, or rather, intending to die quickly, in order to completely escape from this hell on earth.

In front of the screen, countless federal officers and soldiers had stopped cursing, all stunned by the bloody scene, or hiding to the side to vomit.

The veteran host of the news channel was speechless, his whole body trembling, his eyes staring at the blood and stumps that kept splashing on the screen.

The vast majority of the people of the Federation did not dare to look at the bloody picture again. Almost everyone in the Federation is crying, especially those who have relatives who died in battle, and they are crying to death as they imagine the tragic death of their loved ones.

Parliament Hill fell into the same silence, as if afraid to accept the harsh reality.

The people of the Federation are in tears, and the soldiers of the Ying Long Army are bleeding. This blood and tears were like madness, intertwined, and turned into an ocean of hatred and hatred. Parliament Hill will be very satisfied with this effect......

Hu Kui's long knife had broken, and he picked up a Demon Ear Heavy Riding Spear and stabbed it in the neck of a Demon Ear man who was slashing at him with great force. The next moment, dark green demonic blood shot out.

Hu Kui scolded hatefully: "It's really unlucky, if it's red blood, Lao Tzu doesn't mind eating you too." ”

Most of the cavalry of the Ying Dragon Army who were watching the battle couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and some even cast angry glances at Ye Xiangqian, annoyed by Ye Xiangqian's ruthlessness......

Ying Longjun's loud trumpet finally sounded again, but it was not the trumpet of the whole charge, but the call of the detachment.

The 1,000 cavalry of the Chinese army could not wait to drive their horses and gallop away with the sound of rumbling hooves, but they did not rush into the battle formation, but only wandered around the periphery of the battle formation, because they only had a heavy crossbow in their hands.