readx;? Chapter 12: The Boy (15)

Among the Youzhou soldiers on the right wing of the Glaive Formation, half of them were originally infected with wind chill and weak hands and feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info has just gone through a short half day of rapid marching, and he is tired and weak. Suddenly, I saw that the partners around me were cut down to the ground one after another, where could I still have any fighting spirit? In the blink of an eye, the formation dispersed, and one by one they lost their knives and flags, and fled in all directions.

"Resist, resist, there are few people on the other side!" The commander made Lu Xu's eyes red with anxiety, and he waved his knife to cut down several defeated soldiers, and reminded loudly.

Although the enemy's cavalry attacked sharply, it numbered only one battalion. If the brethren can exert their ordinary skills by two or three percent, they will be able to contain the cavalry attack, and then chop them into r-sauce.

It's a pity, if only if.

The soldiers didn't have the heart to listen to what Lu Xu was saying, so they tilted their bodies, dodged the latter's attack range, and continued to run around the road. lest you run half a step slower than your companions and become the enemy's next target.

"Stop, stop, stand with me. Fleeing in battle, implicating the whole family!" all commanded Lu Xu to block left and right, trying to stabilize the brothers around him, but to no avail.

The opponents adopted a strange tactic they had never seen before, bringing their horses close together in rows and using cavalry as infantry. As dozens of horses rolled in the same direction, the horses' hooves smashed the ground up and down. That momentum, just looking at it, makes people feel terrified. Not to mention, like a praying mantis, he carried a weapon in front of the rolling horses' hooves!

"Knock knock, knock, knock knock......" In the Central Military Department, there was a dense sound of drums, awakening the mind of the commander who had lost the ability to operate.

"Pull closer, the pro-soldiers move closer to me!" In the next moment, Lu Xu simply gave up blocking the rout. Dropping the knife, grabbing a spear, and raising it high above his head, "Pro-soldiers, move closer to me." If you run back, you will die, and if you are a man, you will die in front of the battle. ”

"Shoot the gun, end the gun!" The soldiers who were originally following Lu Xu and trying to stop the rout repeated loudly. Immediately, one by one, they grabbed their spears and tried to lean towards the right flank. "If you run back, you won't be able to escape death......"

Dissuasion and killing alone could not change the minds of the routers. At the critical moment, someone must step forward and sacrifice their lives. As long as they can block the opponent's attack for a moment. If a defeated soldier loses the ability to think, it is possible to regain his senses. At that time, there will inevitably be more people gathered under Lu Xu's banner, and maybe there is hope to turn the tide.

"Gun formation!

"Block them, block them!"

"War horses are afraid of spears, war horses are afraid of spears"

"There are few of them, they ......"

Some of the old soldiers, also inspired by the pro-soldiers, dragged their spears and reminded each other to rush towards Lu Xu's side, trying to make a final struggle.

They all followed the Han father, son and brothers, and worked for the Khitan people for many years. The concept of the state has long been blurred in my mind. I only know that if this battle is lost, not only the commanders and commanders of the team but also the leaders will be strictly punished by military law. They can't have a good time.

A small phalanx quickly emerged in the flow of rout. In the center of the front row of the phalanx, Lu Xu bit his scarlet teeth fiercely, grasped the barrel of the gun with his left hand, and pressed down hard with his right hand, "Vertical spear, put the gun into the soil, and point the spear at the horse's eyes." The war horse is cowardly, and he doesn't dare to hit the spear by himself!"

"Spear, spear!" the hoarse repetition erupted. After all, it is the elite who has been famous for many years, and at critical moments, there are always guys who are not afraid of death who try to defend the honor of this army.

Their opponents, however, are far more "cunning" than any enemy they have encountered before. I saw that the white-robed young general from Zelu who rushed to the front suddenly reached behind the saddle, and then, with a sharp wave of his arm, "Huh-!", a snow-bright sharp axe suddenly appeared in mid-air, spun at high speed, and slashed at the top of the pikeman's head.

"Huh-" "Whew-" "Whew-" Dozens of sharp axes, followed by the first one, in mid-air, dozens of lightning bolts. The Youzhou soldiers who were erecting spears were caught off guard, and in an instant, a large number of them fell. The gun array, which had just been in its embryonic form, also followed closely in the center, cracking a huge gap that was a few feet wide. In the recess of the gap, the blood flowed like a river.

"Huh-" The white-robed young general Yang Guangyi refused to accept it when he saw it, followed closely and threw out the second sharp axe. Dozens of sharp axes followed closely behind like lightning again, slashing towards Lu Xu's general banner, and the soldiers near the general banner were splashed with blood.

Because of the need to keep the formation in order, the cavalry did not advance quickly. However, it was precisely because they were not fast enough that they were able to throw two rounds of sharp axes in quick succession before the horses made contact with the spear array. In a hurry, the soldiers of Youzhou on the opposite side didn't know how to deal with it at all, so they could only rely on their own experience to dodge, evade, and block, and in a few blink of an eye, the phalanx that had just had a rudimentary form fell apart again.

"Dog thief, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" Seeing that the white-robed young general on the opposite side poked his right hand into the saddle for the third time, he commanded Lu Xu to be unbearable, roared angrily, and launched an attack on the cavalry first.

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" "Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" More than a dozen old soldiers, together with more than 20 personal soldiers, staggered to keep up with spears. Everyone stared at the horses not far away, and everyone forced themselves not to turn back.

They trampled over the corpses of their own accomplices, trampled over blood-soaked hillsides, and as fast as they could, they brought the two armies closer. Ten steps, five steps, three steps, his arms were violently forced, Lu Xu stabbed the spear into the neck of the white-robed general's war horse, and the stabbing man stabbed the horse first......

The other side overemphasized the strictness of the military formation, and did not give full play to the advantage of the cavalry in terms of speed. If you can stab this warhorse, the white-robed young man on the horseback will be thrown off. Taking advantage of this lightning opportunity, Lu Xu was 30% sure that he could jump behind this person and capture him alive or die together. In that way, his death will have value. The main general, Han Kuangmei, will also sympathize with his family because of his bravery in the future.

"Ahh He knew he was about to succeed, and he saw the fear in the warhorse's eyes. However, just before the spear was about to pierce the horse's neck, he seemed to see the young man on the horse's back smiling at him, his face full of contempt.

A spear stabbed into Lu Xu's shoulder socket from the side, causing him to take a few steps back and his body stagger. Another spear stabbed him in the right chest, pushing him farther away from the target. The four horses ran past him, and the white-robed young general and three other gunmen left him behind and pounced on the rest of the Youzhou soldiers. A horizontal knife swept over his shoulder, slicing his throat.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck......" Lu Xu dropped the gun and put his hands on his throat hard, trying to close the wound. More cavalry rushed past him, and more horizontal knives swung from the horse's back, slashing him all over his body, shaking and falling like a scarecrow.