A long and low horn sounded, Gong Sheng looked up, and a lonely crow flew by, flying farther and farther, leaving death to the two fighting armies.

From a distance, Qiang Di approached on all sides, and the dense crowd raised large areas of dust, and the flying dust covered the sky and the sun.

Three hundred paces, the archers came out of the ranks.

The Qiang and Di people with bows and arrows trotted to the front of the formation, and the sparse columns formed a loose firing formation.

"Archer!" The shouts of the school officers reverberated one after another on the positions of the officers and soldiers, and the remaining archers quickly formed a team to stand by.

"Get on the arrow!" The school officer yelled.

The archers raised their bows one after another, put their arrows on the strings, and then drew their bows little by little.

The rebels three hundred paces away were doing the same, they were doing the same thing. The difference is only that they occupy control of the space and can be arranged in loose firing formations, while the Jin army, which is suppressed in a corner, can only be densely arrayed.

Open the bow, put the arrow, open the bow, and send the arrow. The first round of the rebels' projectiles arrived as scheduled, and the officers and soldiers released their bowstrings to let the arrows into the air.

"Shield!" The officer's shout rang out again.

The sparse arrows whistled in the air, and Gong Sheng raised the square shield to meet the square shield in the hands of Xiahou Xiong and Gao Yong. A rapid "crackle" sounded continuously, the sound of arrows hitting the shield, mixed with the screams of those who had been lost hit.

As soon as the sound stopped, Gong Sheng got off the shield, and after the first round of projectiles, few people on both sides were injured by arrows. At a distance of three hundred paces, an ordinary bow and arrow is not very powerful. The rebels are better than the evacuation of the formations, and the officers and soldiers are better than the bows and arrows.

After a volley, the rebel Qiang archers began to shoot in scattered columns. The generals of the rebel army shouted loudly and ordered the archers to shoot in columns, "Shoot arrows in a column!" Column up! Column forward! ”

But the poorly trained rebel soldiers were not enough to complete such a complex military operation, the rebel archers array was completely disorganized, and the so-called three-column rounds were really only scattering.

"Doo! Chemical element! Chemical element! The sound of arrows nailing to the shield continued, one after another bamboo arrows or wooden arrows fell from the sky, Gong Sheng raised his shield from time to time to defend, the threat of the Qiang archers scattering was not great, and the lethality of bamboo and wooden arrows lacking iron arrows was limited after all.

From time to time, Gong Sheng withdrew his shield and looked at the rebels on the opposite side, whose archers continued to scatter forward, followed by the rebel infantry in a dense formation.

Two hundred paces, the whistling sound of the bow and arrow sharpened, which was already a distance that could allow the arrow to give full play to its power.

"Get on the arrow!"

"Shoot the infantry!"

The colonel in the official formation shouted and instructed the archers to ignore the approaching archers and shoot directly at the rebels' foot soldiers.

The sound of "whoosh" arrows breaking through the air whistled in his ears, and in the gap between Gong Sheng's shield withdrawal, he saw arrows in mid-air out of the elegant arc and plunged into the rebels' position, and the faint screams drifted away with the wind.

"Ahh Screams rang out from behind.

"It's Qi Xiaoliu, right? He was shot. Gong Sheng listened to the screams and judged the identity of the person. As the distance closes, the lethality of the arrows continues to ferment. The rebels did not have as many arrows as the officers, and the archers did not shoot as accurately as the officers, but the rebels had more archers and were much looser than the officers.

In the distance, the Qiang warriors were constantly falling, and the rebels' vanguard quickly passed through the loose formation of archers, who had slowly begun to accelerate their start.

"Gale! Gale! "The sound of the rebels' trumpets came from afar, and it was a sea of thousands of people shouting.

"Gale! Gale! "The rebels are getting closer and closer, and the cries are like an invisible wall rushing towards them, crashing against the ranks of the officers and soldiers.

One hundred steps!

"Gale!" The Qiang rebels roared wildly, every Qiang warrior roared, they held a garden shield or a square shield, and the other hand held a sword or spear, they ran into a flat front and rushed towards the Jin army's array.

The Qiang rebels lacked standard equipment, their shields were square and round, large and small, and they lacked the necessary training, but the superiority in numbers and bravery more than made up for it.

"Shield!" The officer roared and gave the order.

"Shield!" Gong Sheng also roared, and he turned sideways to face the enemy, holding the shield flat in one hand and holding the spear on the shield in the other.

The square shields were spliced together to form a shield wall maintained by manpower, ready to crush the rebels.

Fifty steps!

The Qiang rebels rushed in full force, and they ran wildly, and their wild momentum seemed to be able to destroy everything.

"Dajin for me! Kill! The school officer roared.

"Kill!" The officers and soldiers yelled.

The torrent crashed violently against the shield wall, like a big wave hitting the reef and rolling up a blood-colored wave. The shield array of the officers and soldiers was firmly nailed to the spot, and countless spears pierced out at the same time, and the flying blood instantly stained the shield and armor red.

Only a few brave men carved gaps in the front line of the officers and soldiers, and more of them wielded their weapons and slashed at close range with shields against shields. Gao Yong, a veteran, is one of the gaps that has been chiseled.

Gao Yong stood on the front line with a shield, he didn't want to die, and he had no way back. So he also yelled "kill" and his comrades who fought side by side on the left and right to meet the first round of impact of the Qiang warriors.

The Qiang warriors on the opposite side rushed wildly, it was a Qiang man without a helmet, his hair was disheveled, and he had no armor on his body.

"It's a dead man!" Gao Yong's face was tense, and most of the people who rushed to the front without armor and helmets were daredevils. His heart wavered for a moment, then firmed, for he had nowhere to retreat, and the shields of the second row behind him were pressed against his back.

The Qiang Dead Man jumped up and crashed straight into Gao Yong from a position only three or five steps away, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and this collision was out of the way.

"Yikes!" In his eagerness, Gao Yong raised his shield, and his spear stabbed out.

There was a "bang", the shield was handed over, and Gao Yong's foothold was unstable. Between the lightning and flint, the Qiang warrior turned his head sideways and dodged Gao Yong's spear, and slashed down with an axe.

Gao Yong couldn't avoid it in a hurry, so he could only turn his head sideways and let the axe slash heavily at the edge of the helmet. There was another sound of gold and iron, and Gao Yong only felt a burst of pain and dizziness.

In an instant, Gong Sheng's right side was empty, and the array was smashed open a gap.

When the two armies clashed, the way to break the formation was nothing more than to cut a gap in the tight front, and then tear the enemy formation along the gap. The so-called thousand-mile embankment collapses in the anthill, and any gap can evolve into the initial ripple of the collapse of the great array.

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When he saw the Qiang dead man jumping up, Gong Sheng realized that Gao Yong on the right side was probably unable to withstand it, but the first thing he had to deal with was his face-to-face enemy.

"Kill!" Gong Sheng shouted, and handed out the spear in his hand with all his strength, almost like a long dragon slammed into the rushing Qiang shield. Sawdust flew, and the tip of the spear was embedded in the wooden shield.

The Qiang people used the shield to resist Gong Sheng's spear, only to feel that the strength was great, the hand holding the shield was numb, and he kept under his feet and was about to continue to charge, but he saw the Jin soldier on the opposite side holding the spear and did not close the spear.

Gong Sheng exerted force on his waist, his whole body was full of strength, and he stepped forward, and the spear that ran out pressed against the shield of the Qiang people. This top power gathered the strength of Gong Sheng's whole body, and the force was like a thousand pounds, unstoppable.

When Gong Sheng exerted his strength, there was a hot current surging all over his body, rising from his abdomen and reaching his five fingers. Gong Sheng exerted strength rather than strength.

The so-called strength is the residual strength stored between the five internal organs and the limbs. Ordinary people rely on their bones to exert their strength, but the power in the internal organs and limbs is not stimulated.

A threshold for martial artists to practice martial arts is the division between strength and strength. But any real martial artist must master the skills of sending and receiving, so there is a saying that martial arts make force, and Xiao will use strength.

The force is round and strong, the force is slow and fast, the force is scattered and gathered, the force is blunt and sharp, Gong Sheng will stimulate the strength of the whole body in just one step, and gather in the hand with the waist force, the so-called crotch over the back dance dragon is nothing more than that.

Striding out is the "crotch", the strength of the lower body rises up across the crotch in one step and gathers in the lower dantian, and then by the waist force, the strength goes up along the back "over the back", and the strength of the upper body gathers, just like a big dragon from the palace Sheng to the five fingers.

"Yikes!" The Qiang man screamed and charged against his shield, but he only felt the force of the spear on the opposite side irresistible, and he couldn't stand and was pushed back until his back smashed on the person behind him.

Gong Sheng forced back with a spear, and the enemy in front of him immediately let go and gave up the spear, he drew his sword with his free hand and turned around and slashed!

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The hand axe in the hand of the Qiang dead man slashed Gao Yong's helmet, and Gao Yong's body immediately fell short under the violent collision. The Qiang dead soldier continued to attack without stopping, and he almost stepped on Gao Yong's body to meet the second column of soldiers of the Jin army.

He smirked and swung his shield and slammed it, "Bang! After the two shields exchanged blows, they resisted each other, and the Qiang dead man quickly approached with his whole body, and at the same time his battle axe.

The Qiang approached too quickly and quickly, and the soldiers in the second column did not have time to draw their swords, and they still held spears in their hands, so he had to sweep them with the hilt of their spears.

The battle axe slashed nearly half of the wooden spear shaft, and the Qiang dead man immediately drew his axe and cut again, and the fierce slashing made another deep mark on the wooden spear shaft.

The Qiang people's bloodthirsty and manic eyes showed excitement, he knew what to do, as long as he was fast and ruthless enough, and cut down with an axe and an axe, the Jin people in front of him would definitely die.

The hand axe with sawdust was chopped down for the third time, and the Qiang warrior had already seen the horror on the enemy's face, and he had no time to block! I'm going to hack him to death!

The officer and soldier were indeed frightened, and he was also afraid of death, and his spear was long and heavy, and his reaction was slower than that of the Qiang people's axe.

He opened his eyes wide as he looked at the axe, and then he saw that the expression on the Qiang man's face suddenly froze, and the falling axe slowed down suddenly.

The back of the Qiang people had been cut open by Gong Sheng's sword, and a large area of blood was sprayed like a cut animal. He wanted to turn around and take revenge, but the sharp pain that pierced his body immediately ended all his efforts.

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Gong Sheng slashed down with a sword, and another sword pierced directly into the right flank of the Qiang dead soldier, and the light soldiers without armor could not resist any weapon, and the blade of the sword pierced into the flesh without resistance.

Gong Sheng drew his sword, and a stream of blood spurted out, and the Qiang man felt that all his strength flowed away with the blood for a moment, and then his burly body fell to the ground, and the small gap he had carved with his life only lasted for a short breath or two.