readx;? Chapter 12: The Boy (14)

"Yuan Chang, you take two battalions of foot soldiers, follow up, and protect Yang Guangyi's back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Han Chongyun's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly dispatched troops.

"Yes!" Li Jing, the commander of the right wing, agreed loudly, and then led a thousand elite cavalry to follow in the footsteps.

"Wang Pu and Zhou Liang, each of you will bring a battalion and look for an opportunity to attack the enemy's two flanks. They don't have their hands free to support each other. His eyes swept over the faces of the eager generals, and Han Chongyun found out two old people who had fought side by side with Zheng Ziming at the beginning, and gave a decisive order.

"The last general obeys!" The two commanders who were named quickly clasped their fists and saluted, turned around and ran towards their own lineage. Immediately, brandishing his weapons, he rushed towards the enemy troops along both sides of the mountain road.

"Everyone else!" Han Chongyun took a deep breath, his voice becoming more high-pitched, "Follow me and smash the enemy's commander's banner." General Ning is looking forward to us on the mountain, we can't let him down!"

"Kill the thief, kill the thief—" the soldiers tore their throats and shouted in unison. Everyone's face was written with a desire for victory.

For the "old man" of the Tiger Wing Battalion, the little fat general is his own brother, and his brother has been bullied, so everyone naturally wants to fight him back. For the "recruits" who have only been added to the Tiger Wing Battalion in the past six months, General Xiao Ning is a legend. It was an honor to be able to fight side by side with the legendary General Xiao Ning, which they couldn't even ask for.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief ——!" A hot liquor rushed through his heart in an instant, and Han Chongyun also shouted with everyone, and then hit the stirrup hard.

After a long time, the brothers are finally about to be reunited.

For more than a year, Zheng Ziming's three words have resounded on the east and west sides of Taihang Mountain. And himself, Han Chongyun, and his good brother Yang Guangyi, although their reputation is not as loud as that of the little fat man, their real record may not be lost to him. This reunion must be compared with each other, who of the three brothers grows faster and whose ability improves more!

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock—" The threatened Youzhou army quickly responded with the sound of drums. More than 3,000 soldiers who had just recovered some physical strength, under the push and shove of the capital head, deputy commanders, and commanders, reluctantly lined up a glaive formation. At the base of the glaive, a huge phalanx was attached. Six or seven thousand patients with soreness in their limbs and high fever hid in the phalanx. Everyone was stuffed with a horizontal knife in their hands so that they could protect themselves at a critical moment, or commit suicide.

The steep mountain wind, carrying particles of residual snow, rolled quickly between the two armies. The early spring sunlight is reflected by the snow particles in mid-air, and in an instant, it shows seven colors. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, fluttering, undulating.

Yang Guangyi, who was riding his horse at the front, was slightly stunned by the colorful streamer that suddenly appeared in mid-air. Immediately, he raised his spear again and shouted, "Hold down the speed, hold down the speed, not faster than me, not slower than me." ”

"Hold down the speed, keep the formation, and watch the feet of the mounts!" the ten generals in the team quickly turned his cry into a military order, which then carried out to the entire cavalry ranks.

The mountain roads are rugged, and there is still snow on the side of the road, which is not suitable for large-scale cavalry deployment. But for the relatively short Muro Wei Liangju, as long as the speed is not increased too fast, it is easy not to have a person on his back. And the dense cavalry formation that the Tiger Wing Army is famous for is not what it pursues. Therefore, although the combat effectiveness of this cavalry was restricted by the terrain, it was still neatly lined up and had an amazing momentum.

"Boom, boom!" the sound of horses' hooves fell one after another, and the sound was like thunder.

"Boom, boom!"

The hillside under his feet began to tremble slightly, the remnants of snow on the slopes began to tremble slightly, and the dead grass, tree trunks, and rocks between the remnants of snow trembled, trembled, and undulated. In an instant, the sky, white clouds, and the seven-colored streamer between the two armies also quickly trembled, and in an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook.

After driving all morning, the tired and hungry Youzhou soldiers were beaten pale by the deafening sound of horses' hooves, and the two trembled. They had just put the pot on the rack before they could take a sip of the hot water. They discarded most of their weapons and baggage, and what they had left on hand could no longer support a tough battle. Most of them were infected with the cold, but they just held on and did not fall. They, but they are about to use their flesh and blood to resist the Zelu Iron Rider who is pressed over like a giant python.

"Shieldman, take five steps forward to set up a shield wall!Spearman, take three steps forward, squat, and put the body of the gun on the shield!" Just as everyone was panicking, Han Kuangmei's voice sounded again, calmly and calmly, which made people immediately have a backbone in their stomachs after listening to it.

"Shieldman, take five steps forward to set up a shield wall!Spearman, take three steps forward,"

"Shieldman, take five steps forward and set up a shield wall......!"

“...... Squat, hold the gun ...... shield"

The soldiers tore their throats and repeated the order over and over again. lest the brethren hear it.

Hundreds of soldiers with shields in their hands took a few steps forward, erecting their shields one after another, forming an uneven shield wall between the two crescents of the Glaive Array. The pikemen stumbled after the shield-bearers, crouching and setting up their guns, hoping to deter the enemy horses with their dense spear blades. Every pair of haggard eyes was full of helplessness and horror.

Han Kuangmei herself was obviously not optimistic about the effect of the combination of the shield wall and the spear forest, and soon transferred another class of troops to the center of the Glaive Array. "Archers, whole team, whole team, whole team in front of the banner. Draw the bow, one finger diagonally upward, and prepare - shoot!"

"Whoosh-" Hundreds of feathered arrows rose into the air, like a swarm of spreded crows, sweeping towards the approaching cavalry. Clusters of arrows made of stainless steel reflect rows of cold sunlight.

"Poof...... Puff ......" The sound of arrows shooting into ** was endless, and the red mist filled the ranks of the cavalry. However, to Han Kuangmei's astonishment, the imaginary situation of the enemy soldiers turning on their backs did not appear. Only a handful of Murowei horses broke away from the cavalry with a mournful cry and ran towards the snowy fields on both sides of the hillside. The rest of the Zelu cavalry actually shrank closer to each other, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, and the horizontal sword raised above their heads was still as dense as a forest.

"Get on the arrow, get on the arrow, aim at the war horse, try your best to aim at the war horse!" is worthy of being a battle-hardened veteran, after just two snaps of his fingers, Han Kuangmei judged what the problem was. Tearing his throat open, he roared and adjusted.

Zelu's cavalry are all wearing armor, although they can't see the texture, but judging from the results achieved in the first round of feather arrows on their side, the armor is quite well-made. The herbivorous animal's herd nature makes the horses instinctively choose to follow the team. As long as the owner on his back did not fall off the saddle, even if he was dying, the war horse would carry him and continue to follow the robe beside him.

"Keep in formation, keep in formation! Protect your mount with a shield, protect your mount!" Han Kuangmei leaned down on the horse's neck, and at the same time raised her elbows, trying her best to use the riding shield hanging on her big arm to shield the horse from the arrows.

Although the time for the two snaps of the fingers was extremely short, and although the room was not known for its speed, Yang Guangyi had already led the cavalry to shorten the distance between the enemy and us to only fifty paces. According to their previous combat experience, as long as the group continued to rush forward for about thirty steps, the enemy's feather arrows would not pose a threat to the cavalry.

"Shoot!" "Shoot!" "......Shoot!" Han Kuangmei brandished the sword and shouted loudly. The soldiers beside him tore their throats and kept repeating. In a frenzied shout, a second round of feathered arrows swept over the heads of the Youzhou spearmen, making a noise.

"Boom, boom!" More than three hundred and ninety war horses galloped at the same pace, and the sound of hooves was earth-shattering. ，

"Whoosh...... Whoosh...... Whoosh Whoosh...... "Feathered arrows swept a distance of thirty paces and shot into the ranks of cavalry, bringing up clouds of red smoke.

The red smoke was filled, and the six or seven war horses running in the first three rows fell to the ground with a mournful scream, throwing the cavalry on their backs far away, breaking their tendons and fractures.

"Keep shooting, keep shooting, shoot horses, shoot horses!" Han Kuangmei's voice echoed over the Glaive Array with the loud voices of his own soldiers. Full of confidence and arrogance.

"Whoosh...... Whoosh...... Whoosh...... "More feather arrows swept over the heads of the spearmen of the Youzhou Army, constantly bringing life from the ranks of the Zelu cavalry.

Zelu's cavalry faced five rows, and they were soon smashed into holes. The sixth, seventh, and eighth platoons of cavalry were also devastated by feathered arrows, and became as jagged as dogs' teeth. However, from the ninth platoon, they were not moved by the feathered arrows flying in the air. The soldiers bowed down, shielded the horse's neck with the riding shield on their left arm, gently clamped the horse's belly with their legs, and continued to advance through the corpse and blood of the robe.

"Boom, boom!" the sound of horses' hooves fell one after another, and the thunder continued continuously.

"Whoosh...... Whoosh...... Whoosh Whoosh ......" feathered arrows are like weaving, playing the music of death.

"Keep shooting, keep shooting, shoot horses, shoot horses! Don't stop, don't panic!" Han Kuangmei's voice was mixed with the loud voices of the soldiers, faintly with a little anxiety.

The distance between the two sides was less than twenty paces, but the Zelu cavalry continued to advance. Their team, like a thick bamboo pole, has been cut off a whole piece, but the rest of the part is still as sharp as ever.

"Whoosh...... Sou...... Whoosh...... "The archer adjusts the angle of the shaft so that the feathered arrows can danger the opposing cavalry without accidentally injuring their own shieldmen and pikemen.

The closer the two sides are to each other, the more difficult this action becomes. And the distance of less than twenty paces is already a stone's throw away for a war horse. In the rain of arrows, Yang Guangyi, the deputy commander of the Tiger Wing Battalion of the Zelu Army, suddenly straightened up his body full of feather arrows, and the spear deflected abruptly, "Follow me and trample them to death!"

"Trample on them, trample on them!" one young body after another, straightened up from the horse's back. The tip of the knife is obliquely fingered, and the left leg gently stimulates the horse's belly.

The whole team, clinging to the shield wall of the Youzhou Army and the gun forest, turned around, and the giant python turned over. Before Han Kuangmei and his minions could react, they pounced on the unobstructed right flank of the Glaive Formation.

In an instant, the "crescent moon" shattered!

Everywhere the horse's hooves passed, the corpses were everywhere!