Wang Fuchen is known as the living Lu Bu, naturally not all because he looks like Lu Bu, but because he is unparalleled in cavalry.

More than 1,000 cavalry under his command, plunged into the dense flow of people of the Shun army, Wang Fuchen took the lead, relying on the impact of the war horse, the three-zhang long cavalry spear in his hand was like a dragon exploring the sea, or stabbing, or sweeping, or left and right blocking, there was almost no enemy in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang......!"

The condescending cavalry was obviously unstoppable by the officers and soldiers of the Shun army who were burying their heads in the charge, and at the moment of contact between the two sides, hundreds of people were knocked away by the horses and pierced by the cavalry spears, so that the attack speed of the Shun army charging on the left flank suddenly stopped.

Wang Fuchen was covered in blood, like a demon god, and more than ten people had been killed under his gun, but this did not affect his impact speed, and his target was the banner of Ren Xuechao, the fierce general of the army commanded in the front row of the left side.

"Stop them, the musketeers and archers will shoot Lao Tzu."

Of course, the rear team of the Shun army under Ren Jirong's department could not be chaotic because of the counterattack of more than 1,000 officers and cavalry, and after a short period of chaos, the leader of the Shun army hastily organized a lot of firecrackers and archers to shoot frantically at the roaring officers and cavalry.

The artillery of the Shun army in the rear roared first, and the dense artillery fire swept down the cavalry that rushed down the hill, and the fallen war horse rolled out more than ten steps away with the huge inertia, making a desolate roar, and the fallen war horse not only overturned dozens of officers and cavalry, but also made the Shun soldiers who were blocking in front of him roll to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the musketeers of the front team of the Shun army also began to concentrate fire, and the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and one after another guns and arrows with the roar of death kept penetrating the body of the cavalry of the Jingbei Officer Army.

It's just that the time of the cavalry attack of the Jingbei Army was too sudden, and the sudden arrival of Ren Jirong and Liu Zongmin simply did not have enough time to organize the defensive line, which led to the artillery and long-range soldiers of the Shun army only having time to attack two or three rounds.

Wang Fuchen endured huge casualties, with fearless courage, frantically brandished the cavalry spear in his hand, and constantly the soldiers of the Shun army were knocked away by the cavalry blessed with horsepower, and one by one, the horse pistol with a length of two zhang filled the whole body, and rushed away the sea of people of the Shun army violently.

The place where the soldiers attacking the post in front of the Shun army were violently rammed by the cavalry was like a meteorite thrown into the rough sea, stirring up huge waves of the sky. The whole battlefield was bloody and rained blood.

Many of the Shun soldiers were knocked backwards and flew out more than a dozen steps, their ribs shattered, and blood spurted from their mouths.

After the cone formation completely rushed into the sea of people, the artillery and musketeers of the Shun army suddenly lost their targets, and they all looked at the officers and cavalry who had merged into the sea of people in a panic.

One after another Shun troops were picked up in the air by the cavalry of the Jingbei Army, and one after another the elite of the Shun army were pierced through the armor by the extremely fast cavalry spears.

The cavalry that broke into the Shun army was even divided into three groups under the command of Wang Fuchen, and clashed back and forth in the dense flow of people of the Shun army.

"Wave the flag quickly, wave the flag quickly, let the sons and daughters stop them quickly, stop them ......."

Ren Xuechao is Ren Jirong's own nephew, because he is burly, and he has a good skill for Ren Jirong, so he called him a leader of the front camp of the Shun army, and this time he took him to attack Heluo and also planned to let him make some contributions, so that Ren Xuechao would show his face in front of Li Zicheng, and in the future, it would be good to seek an official and a half-position in the new Shun Dynasty. Let the elite of Ren Xuechao's leading army follow behind the cannon fodder army to attack the mountain.

Uncle's cultivation grace, so that Ren Xuechao is very grateful, so after the attack, he is with the headquarters of the army horse over the cannon fodder army, rushed to the front, seeing that the pikemen have almost stabbed to the earthen hill, but he never expected that at this time the official army actually used the cavalry to fight back, when he saw hundreds of cavalry bloodily rushing to his banner, Ren Jirong was anxious and crazy roared, he didn't want to retreat, he wanted to give his uncle time to organize soldiers and horses to deal with this cavalry.

"Click......!"

A crisp sound of wood breaking came from behind Ren Xuechao, and the Shunjun flag bearer looked at the broken flagpole in his hand blankly, he only felt a strong force coming, and the flagpole waved in his hand was broken into two sections.

On the opposite side, Wang Fuchen, who was leading the army to assault, lightly retracted his ape arm, hung the longbow in his hand behind him, grabbed the spear next to the saddle chair, and rushed straight in the direction of the broken military flag.

At the beginning of the fight, Wang Fuchen did not think that he could break through the overwhelming sea of Shun soldiers with more than 1,000 cavalry, he just wanted to kill a few leaders of the thieves who rushed in front of Taiqian, so as to show his skills in front of Wang Zhong, after all, the horsepower is not unlimited, once he is entangled by the Shun army brigade, it will fall into the vast sea of wanderers, and then he will be brave and brave, and he can only end up hating.

As soon as the military flag fell, Ren Xuechao's department, which had lost the guidance of the banner, suddenly became a mess, except for Ren Jichao's personal soldiers, the rest of the soldiers suddenly seemed to have lost their backbone.

One side was terrified, the other side was like a rainbow, and the officers and soldiers of Shun who were blocking in front of Ren Xuechao couldn't stop the officers and cavalry who were like crazy tigers.

At the moment when they saw those cavalrymen with spears and sabers still dripping blood rushing in front of them, almost all of them had no will to resist, of course, they didn't have time to escape, but subconsciously raised the swords and spears in their hands.

"Puff, puff, ......!"

After a series of spears into the flesh, Wang Fuchen took the lead in the crowd of Shun troops, killed a bloody way, and rode straight towards Ren Xuechao.

"Thief, what a brave ......."

Ren Xuechao is young and vigorous, and he is also a battle-hardened general, so he naturally knows that he must not retreat at this time, otherwise he will completely expose his back behind the military general in front of him, so that only a dead end awaits him, and at the critical moment, he brandished his saber and brazenly greeted Wang Fuchen, who was attacking.

"Qiang ......."

After a crisp sound of gold and iron, the long knife in Ren Xuechao's hand and his body were knocked out on the spot by the iron spear weighing more than thirty catties in Wang Fuchen's hand.

Ren Xuechao struggled to get up, but Wang Fuchen had already arrived at the horse, and the spear in his hand stabbed down fiercely, and with a "poof", it directly pierced his chest.

"The thief will be dead, and the sons will kill the thief ......."

Wang Fuchen, who had succeeded in one blow, suddenly pulled out the spear that was stabbed in Ren Xuechao's chest, and then picked up the general flag that fell on the corpse of the Shun army, and rushed towards the dense sea of people of the Shun army again.

The Shun army, which was not organized and tightly organized, obviously couldn't stop the cavalry's charge, especially in this dense sea of people mixed with tens of thousands of cannon fodder troops, they were originally driven by the Shun army's elite long knives to clash with the Qinglong's back defense line, and now the attention of the Shun army behind them was all attracted by the cavalry charging into the battle, and the pressure behind them suddenly decreased, coupled with the powerful offensive of the official cavalry, and suddenly gave birth to fear.

"Defeated, defeated."

The first part of the cannon fodder army took the lead in throwing down the wooden shields and swords and spears in their hands and retreating to the rear.