readx;? Chapter 12: The Boy (16)

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At that time, with the support of Chang Si, he tried to build cavalry according to infantry arrays, and found that the new cavalry tactics lacked an effective way to deal with dense gun formations, so he took the attitude of giving it a try, and taught the flying axe skills to the brothers of the Tiger Wing Army.

Today, the seeds he worked so hard to sow back then have finally reaped fruitful fruits. The cavalry of the Tiger Wing Army smashed the phalanx hastily formed by the Youzhou Army into pieces through two rounds of flying axes.

The crumbling phalanx had no resistance in the face of the advancing cavalry. In just a few snaps of his fingers, the old soldiers and personal soldiers of Youzhou who followed Lu Xu to take the initiative to launch a counterattack on the cavalry were slaughtered. More than half of them turned and fled in panic halfway through, only to be chased and cut down from behind by the cavalry. In the blink of an eye, the corpse was trampled into a mass of red soft mud by the horse's hooves.

"Ahh With a shout, he fled twice as fast as before. Some of the more daring soldiers had already begun to stop and look back, and found that the makeshift phalanx had been crushed by the opponent's devastation, and they were so frightened that they let out a miserable scream, dropped their weapons, and rushed to the wolves.

"Whole team, whole team, pull the mount!" Yang Guangyi showed no interest in chasing and killing the rout, and pressed the reins of the war horse tightly against the edge of the mountain road.

More than 370 cavalrymen slowly gathered around him. With dazzling skillful movements, the team was reorganized into four columns. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Guangyi quickly glanced at the enemy army, and then pointed his cavalry spear at the second half of the right flank of the Glaive Formation, "Turn right, don't stick too tightly." Scatter their sheep!"

"Turn right, sow their sheep!"

"Turn right, sow their sheep!"

"Scattering the sheep......"

The cavalry repeated loudly, while lightly slapping the stirrups. The entire cavalry array turned over like a giant python. Driving away the Youzhou rout who fled in panic, they rolled towards the second half of the right flank of the Glaive Array.

When encountering the Youzhou rout who refused to continue to flee for their lives, a wave of his hand was a knife. For those who fled frantically, they deliberately kept a distance of half a horse's body. So that the other party has no chance to turn around and bite back, and dare not stop and take the initiative to surrender.

Those Youzhou routs who had lost their ability to think, how did they know that Yang Guangyi was deliberately using them? They were driven by the cavalry of the Tiger Wing Battalion, and they rolled up in the same direction in groups. Soon, the Youzhou army at the head of the other battalion was also swept up to stand unsteadily, and quickly melted like snow in the scorching sun.

"Beat the drums, beat the drums, and call Linghu Chu to attack the back of the enemy with swords, shields, and pikemen. Archers, archers quickly return to the Chinese army, dare to attack the formation, shoot indiscriminately!"

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock......" The frenzied drum beat sounded again. The group of sword and shield soldiers and pikemen who had previously faced the Zelu cavalry but were "cooled" by Yang Guangyi between the crescent moons, frantically moved their legs and pounced on the flanks and rear of the cavalry. There are many of them, they are not much slower than the war horses, and they must contain the Zelu cavalry before their right flank completely collapses, and win the opportunity for their own commander to adjust their tactics.

However, before they could return to their positions, Li Jing, the deputy commander of the Tiger Wing Army, had already arrived with two battalions of foot soldiers. Without hesitation, he raised the steel knife and chopped it at the back of the head of this group of Youzhou soldiers.

"Ahh

"Mother, mother-"

"Ah, I fought with you——!"

The Youzhou sword and shield soldiers and pikemen had to turn around to save themselves, and fought for their lives against the Tiger Wing Army's foot soldiers, who were twice as numerous as their side. Han Kuangmei, who was standing at the eye of the formation and watching the battle, was shocked, and hurriedly used the sound of drums to beckon the soldiers on the left wing of the Glaive Formation to change their formation and provide support to the right wing as soon as possible. At this moment, two more battalions of strong men of the Tiger Wing Army rushed in, and one battalion screamed and pounced on the right flank of the Glaive Formation, becoming the last straw that crushed the right flank. Another battalion pounced on the left flank of the Glaive Formation, causing the Youzhou soldiers on the left flank to parry in a hurry, unable to respond to Han Kuangmei's command in time.

The Zelu cavalry, which was supported by his own brothers, was instantly strengthened. Gather more and more Youzhou routs and drive them towards the bottom of the Glaive Array to launch rounds of attacks. Han Kuangmei was forced to be in a hurry, and had to order his confidant Li Zhong to take his own personal battalion to stop him. And in the face of the rout that came like a tide, the most elite pro-soldier battalion was helpless, and was soon rushed to an unstable footing, and retreated towards the handsome banner step by step.

"Archer, archer, forty steps to the right, three volleys!" Seeing that the Chinese army was in danger, Han Kuangmei turned his heart and decisively issued a vicious order.

The archers, who had just run back to the position of the Chinese army, quickly turned around and threw rows of carved feathers in the predetermined direction. The Youzhou routs who were entangled with their own soldiers fell to the ground one after another. In an instant, blood flowed like a river.

"Detour, detour, those who dare to impact this formation, there is no forgiveness!"

"Detour, detour, those who dare to impact this formation, there is no forgiveness!"

"Detour ......"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the rout being stunned by the feather arrows, the Han family's personal soldiers who came to seal the gap opened their throats and shouted. The Youzhou rout, who had been driven like sheep before, immediately found that there was a dead end in front of their house. Screaming and adjusting, he fled sideways down the hill at the risk of being chased and hacked to death by the cavalry behind him.

"Shoot, keep shooting, forty steps to the right, no matter whether there is anyone or not, shoot all your feather arrows!" Han Kuangmei hit a blow and immediately decided to make persistent efforts.

More Youzhou soldiers bent their bows and arrows, and together with the archers who had hurriedly returned to the Chinese army, they fired covering the designated position. It doesn't matter if it's your own people or your enemies running there, and no matter how piercing the screams that rise into the sky.

"Left flank, divide the troops, leave one battalion to block the enemy, and the rest move closer to Shuai Qi!" Taking advantage of the fact that his own rout and the opponent's cavalry were all isolated forty steps away by feather arrows, Han Kuangmei took a deep breath and quickly retracted the defensive line. "Re-array, round formation. Everyone, pick up my weapons. Life or death, fight here!"

"Knock knock, knock......" The slightly desolate sound of the drum conveyed his latest order to the ears of all Youzhou people who had not yet been frightened.

The left flank of the Glaive Formation quickly split in two, one part staying in place and desperately blocking the opponent, while the other part quickly shrank under the handsome banner of Han Kuangmei. During this period, many soldiers broke away from the team and fled into the snowy fields. But most people still choose to live and die with their own coach.

"The enemy, the enemy's commander has also been killed!" A strategist whispered a warning to Han Kuangmei with a dumb voice.

The flag with the flying tiger has appeared in everyone's sight. At least two thousand enemy troops are about to enter the battle. On the side of the Youzhou Army, there are less than 1,500 soldiers who still have the strength and courage to continue to raise their swords. The outcome of this battle is almost irreversible.

Unless, unless Han Kuangmei is the reincarnation of the Overlord of Chu, or, or if he still has some final killing move.

"I know, I've seen it before. "Han Kuangmei has no killer moves, nor does he have the courage of ten thousand people. All he had was a face full of desolation. "The old man has been fighting horses for more than 20 years, and he can't leave the brothers to run for his life alone at a critical moment. Orders are given to the rear army, and if you still have the strength to fight, please give it a go to the old man. If you don't have the strength, decide for yourself whether to fight or surrender, old man, old man doesn't blame them, don't blame anyone!"

The words fell, and around Shuai Qi, a cry of sorrow suddenly sounded:

"Handsome ——!"

"Handsome ——!"

"Uncle, uncle, why did you say this. Let's die here together today!"

"Live and die together!"

"Living and Dying Together......"

All the strategists and generals, including Yelu Chi Dog and Han Dexin, who were already burned to the point of being unable to walk, all had red eyes and vowed to advance and retreat together with Han Kuangmei.

This sad atmosphere quickly infected many soldiers. The wounded who were originally protected behind the glaive, and many of them struggled to walk towards the handsome banner, ready to defend the honor of the Youzhou Army with their lives.

A brand-new circular formation appeared in the middle of the mountain road at an extremely fast speed, and at the eye of the array, Han Kuangmei took a deep breath and held up the treasure sword: "I am the general of the Great Liao State Yulin, the deputy envoy of the Southern Privy Council Han Kuangmei, who is the enemy general on the other side?

"I am the general of Yulin of the Great Liao Kingdom, Han Kuangmei, the deputy envoy of the Southern Privy Council, the enemy general on the opposite side, dare to fight me head-on!"

"I am the general of Yulin of the Great Liao Kingdom, Han Kuangmei, the deputy envoy of the Southern Privy Council, the enemy general on the opposite side, dare to fight me head-on!"

"I am the general of Yulin of the Great Liao State, and the deputy envoy of the Southern Privy Council......"

Under the handsome flag, the remnants of Youzhou, who were dying in their hearts, opened their throats and repeated the provocative words over and over again.

In the battlefield confrontation, of course, the victory will not be decided by the general's heads-up. But doing so will at least boost your morale to the greatest extent. At the same time, it can also interfere with the opponent's mind, so that the opponent cannot judge the reality on his side, thus slowing down the pace of the attack.

Sure enough, hearing the shouts of the Youzhou Army, Han Chongyun, Yang Guangyi and others were all stunned, and a cloud of doubt quickly appeared on their faces.

If the commander of the Youzhou Army is indeed Han Kuangmei, who has been famous for many years, how could he be so naïve and actually put forward the request of the commanders of the two sides to face each other? However, if the Tiger Wing Battalion does not respond, it will inevitably seem afraid of this old thief. Even if you win a big win in the end, it always has a little bit of taste.

"Keep shouting, stimulate the opponent's mind!" Unexpectedly, Han Kuangmei was overjoyed and immediately ordered his brothers to make persistent efforts.

Several of the main generals on the other side are all capable, and the Tiger Wing Army under Chang Si is indeed worthy of its reputation. However, the other party's team is too young after all, and from top to bottom, they don't have much experience in tricks. If she can grasp this weakness and stick to it, Han Kuangmei even faintly feels a glimmer of hope. Hope to save the sky!

"The surname Han, Hugh is arrogant, your grandfather Zhao is here! If there is a kind, get out and fight!" Before he could have enough of his good dreams, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in midair.

Then, at another fork in the road, a detachment of men and horses drove the rout that had fled earlier. Directly in front of the entire team, a square-faced general held a copper stick, "The surname Han, Zhao Kuangyin is here, there is a kind of battle!"

"The surname Han, Zhao Kuangyin is here, there is a kind of war!"

"The surname Han, Zhao Kuangyin is here, there is a kind of war!"

"The surname is Han, Zhao Kuangyin is here, there is a kind of ......"

The brothers around Zhao Kuangyin also imitated the old skills of the remnants of Youzhou, opened their throats, and repeated the words of challenge over and over again. Not for anything else, just to tell the Youzhou Army that they have fallen into encirclement, and it is difficult to fly!

“...... There's a kind of fight!" "...... World War I!""...... World War I"

Between the mountains, the voice of pride reverberated back and forth.

"Is that you?" Han Kuangmei's face quickly turned pale as snow, not only for the enemy troops in front of and behind him, but also because of the young man holding a copper stick.

His elder brother Han Kuangsi has mentioned this son to him countless times.

The entire Han family, all the time, is collecting any news about this son.

This son, who once escorted his niece Han Jing, rushed all the way from Bianliang to Jixian County.

This son once met his niece Han Jing with a white head.

This son, once on the river, swore a heavy oath in front of everyone that he would destroy the Han family in this life.

This sub......

"Jing Niang, I'm here, I'm here to kill your father and uncle!" After not getting a response from Han Kuangmei, Zhao Kuangyin raised his head and sniffed, sucking away the tears that almost flowed out of his eyes.

Today's sun is bright, the wind is gentle, and the sword lights are flashing in all directions, just like when he and she met.

The end of the fourth volume of "Soldiers' Chariots".