In front of the Huai army, several rows of foot soldiers carried large shields into formation, and spears were flat on the shields, which was not impregnable but daunting enough. Behind the foot soldiers were rows of armored men and horses, and although the armored cavalry was stationary, the awe-inspiring might of the horses did not diminish in the slightest. In the later formation, Meng Ping and Ling Husheng rode on horses to discuss strategies.

Mencius said: "After a while, please ask the general to dispatch troops and horses, and leave a good passage for the cavalry to attack, so that the infantry can be divided into battles, so that the knights under my command will not be able to let go of their hands and feet." ”

Linghu Sheng promised again and again: "Make, make, I will do my best, or break these thieves in front of me as soon as possible, lest I have too many dreams at night and ruin the prince's great affairs!" ”

At this time, the enemy formation in front of him suddenly separated, and in a shout, one of the enemy generals rode a white horse and shouted: "Where is Meng Ping!" Liaoxi Duan Wenyang is here! Dare to fight! ”

Duan Wenyang took the lead, and the forty-eight cavalry and six columns followed each other behind him, and the Huainan army paid attention to Duan Wenyang, but after seeing the young general with a white horse and a silver helmet, he didn't wait for the enemy to answer, and killed him.

Seeing that the enemy general was brave, Meng Ping just sneered and said to Ling Husheng: "Wait a minute. ”

Ling Hu Sheng said cautiously: "General Meng can't be careless. ”

Meng Ping laughed: "If it was Gong Sheng, I would naturally not be careless, this kid surnamed Duan actually came to do it, and I will fulfill him!" With that, he slapped his horse forward, untied the lance in his hand and stabbed obliquely into the sky, and shouted to the knights under his command in front of him: "Flatten the horse lance!" Flattened the thieves for me! ”

Half of the eight hundred cavalry of the Tun cavalry battalion are equipped and half are not equipped, after all, Mencius is proud and refuses to bother General Linghu to allocate people to help, so half of them are used as attendants, but anyway, the streets are not wide, and it is difficult to arrange the four hundred cavalry exhibitions, let alone eight hundred? In fact, only one hundred horsemen could be put into the narrow streets at a time, and twenty horsemen were in a row, and five teams in front and back attacked together.

Meng Ping lined up ten rows of two hundred armored cavalry in front of the formation, and the other two hundred armored cavalry were placed in the rear to stand by. These two hundred horsemen are not all on the horse, the front hundred horsemen are naturally neatly clothed and ready to fight at any time, and the back hundred horsemen do not ride horses in order to recuperate.

When Duan Wenyang roared, the Huai army didn't pay much attention to it.

When the infantry soldiers who lined up first heard Meng Ping's shouting order behind them: The cavalry is about to fight, do we want to open the way?

The first hundred horsemen looked at the white horse knight: Just your little people are also coming to challenge? I'm afraid I can't even break through the infantry line!

The next hundred riders had no intention of getting on the horse at all: Oh? The thieves ahead are going to war? The hundreds of brothers in front were enough to destroy a few of them back and forth.

So a dramatic scene appeared, Duan Wenyang rode in the lead, forty-eight horses rode behind, the distance in front of the two armies was wiped out by the horse's hooves in a blink of an eye, and Duan Langjun was greeted by neither the infantry line that was waiting for the battle, nor the ironclad cavalry that was rampage.

In order to make way for the cavalry, the Huai infantry gave way to the formation, but the cavalry had no intention of attacking immediately, just stood still. Seeing that the white horse enemy general was killing in front of them, these cavalrymen hurriedly raised their horse pistols and stabbed them.

Duan Wenyang's spear in his hand danced wildly and rolled up a ball of white mang, and he shouted loudly in his mouth, thunder exploded, people and horses were like dragons, and the spear danced in snow, like a storm of snow crashed into the Huai military equipment knight.

The first column of the first column of the cavalry could not see what Duan Wenyang's spear was pointing at, and in a panic, he just blindly stabbed at the swept snowstorm, and after the blade of the gun pierced into a cloud of white mangs and spear shadows dancing by Duan Wenyang, he only felt a violent force provoked, and he couldn't hold the gun in his hand and was stirred off, and before he could panic, he caught a glimpse of the silver light like lightning slamming on his head, although he was also empty of his mind through the helmet, and immediately fell off the horse.

Xiao Jin, who was following Duan Wenyang and was shocked, looked straight at it, and was shocked in his heart, he was going to go through it with the heart of death, but suddenly his confidence in breaking the enemy increased greatly, but a thought suddenly appeared in his heart: 'General Duan said to invite me to drink?' Can you get him to give me this trick? ’

Gong Sheng watched Duan Baxian ride a hundred straight to kill the enemy formation behind the formation, and although the shadow of the gun was far away, he could see it clearly, and he smiled: "The good hand of the Ba Xian Envoy is a red snow indefinite gun, and a good move to make a swift wind!" ”

Murong Han clasped the arrow in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the enemy formation, and when he heard Gong Sheng's laughter, he asked, "What Chixue has no fixed gun?" ”

Between Gong Sheng and Murong Han's words, Duan Wenyang's white spear shadow had already enveloped the second row of enemy horses. It's still the same trick, in the gallop of the horse's hooves, Duan Wenyang made the 'wind style' again, and the old force stacked the new force to pile the small snow into a big snow. But seeing Duan Langjun's silver helmet and white horse, a gun with white tassels dancing and rolling a cold light, like a blizzard, covering the second row of enemy horses in an instant.

Blood exploded in mid-air, and screams of pain rang out at the same time, and the cavalry in the second row could not have imagined that the enemy would come so quickly and so decisively! Duan Wenyang carried his gun like a god, and between the lightning and flint, the two shots almost pierced through the gap between the throats and armor of the two knights, and went like electricity and electricity, and without stopping, he went straight to the third and fourth rows of enemy horses to kill.

Xiao Jin drove the horse and followed Duan Wenyang closely, his heart was about to stop beating, but the long lance in his hand was held tightly but did not pierce out, and there was a sound of broken bones from under his body, it was the horse's hooves stepping on the fallen enemy, and the armor could not resist the power of this blunt beating.

Gong Sheng after the battle just opened his mouth to explain: "The origin of the red snow and the uncertain gun is no longer testable... was dazzled by the second paragraph of the 'wind style' used by Duan Wenyang in front of him, and couldn't help but cheer again: "What a thousand piles of snow!" ”

Murong Han subconsciously asked, "A thousand piles of snow?" ”

However, Gong Sheng was just concentrating on watching Duan Wenyang break the enemy, and he had no intention of saying anything more.

I saw that Duan Wenyang in front of him turned around and danced like a dragon, and the cold light on the blade of the spear was like a heavy snow, sweeping up and down Duan Wenyang's body, and his whole person seemed to be wrapped in a blizzard, bringing up a swirling and rushing snow tide, and the blood splashed in the snow tide was so bright red and dazzling.

The third, fourth, and fifth rows of knights of the Tun Cavalry Battalion were sitting on their horses, and they couldn't imagine that the enemy general would be so killed in front of them! Shouldn't you be held back by foot soldiers? Isn't it supposed to be a battle with the two rows in front of you? In an instant, several armored horsemen were swept into the storm wielding Duan Wenyang.

In a series of slashing sounds, Duan Wenyang had already swept by, leaving behind a frightened knight who was staggering on horseback. Duan Wenyang made the 'Blizzard style' only seek to drive the enemy, his goal was always the enemy general, but although he did not deliberately kill the enemy, one of the six enemy horsemen still died, one fell off his horse, and the remaining four were either injured or had no time to resist the knights who followed behind.

The long lance in his hand stabbed out steadily, and the enemy horse in front of him had just received a shot from Duan Wenyang, and the horse lance in his hand had no time to make changes to block. A frightened expression appeared on the enemy horseman's face, 'Poof! Blood splattered from the wound, and he was stabbed into the chest with a lance.

Xiao Jin only felt the strength of Qianjun in the hand holding the lance, the lance bent for a moment, and then straightened like a spring, and the straightening changed to produce a strong force, and the enemy cavalry was provoked in the air with armor. The force coming from the lance was so strong that he couldn't hold it, and the lance was gone.

The armor of the Tun Cavalry Battalion was covered with refined piercing armor, and the blades of the armor were polished brightly, and they were not afraid of ordinary sword slashing, but it was not enough to resist the stabbing of the horse lance. Not only did he assassinate the enemy cavalry in front of him, but the forty-eight cavalry who followed Duan Wenyang to attack made meritorious contributions one after another, and the miserable screams rang out in an instant, and the Huainan army's formation was chaotic.

Meng Ping showed a shocked look, in his mind, even if the enemy general had some ability to knock away the foot soldiers in front of the formation, he should stop at the iron cavalry under his command, once the iron cavalry under his command attacked, the enemy general would only be defeated anyway. However, it was just a trance, and the enemy general of the white horse had already killed hundreds of people in front of the formation!

At this time, Wenyang also saw Meng Ping, and he shouted: "Take your life!" The legs were slightly forced, and the four hooves of the war horse under the crotch were agitated and rushed straight towards Meng Ping.

Duan Wenyang shook off the spear and opened the bow left and right, as if he held several spears in his hand at the same time, sweeping away all the enemy horses he encountered in front of him, speeding over a distance of more than ten steps, splashing bright red blood lines in front of him and behind him and throwing them in the air, and then the enemy general who was just ten steps away was in front of him!

Meng Ping was shocked, but he still instinctively stabbed out the long lance in his hand, without any thought, the long lance stabbed straight at Duan Wenyang's horse head, the stabbing man stabbed the horse first, and Duan Wenyang, who lost the horse, was bound to have no return!

Meng Ping's thorn was unintentional, like a rabbit, as strong as a crossbow, fast and ruthless, it can be called a thousand tempers! Since childhood, he has practiced countless trials in the martial arts field at home, rushed and killed again and again in the Guanzhong Rebellion, and competed again and again in the forbidden military academy... This thorn is the best annotation of his Mencius's countless killings and battles for about 14 years.

Duan Wenyang saw it clearly, Meng Ping's shot was a stroke of genius, and it was not easy to dodge and parry, but he Duan Ba never avoided the battle first! When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! The spear in Duan Wenyang's hand poked out, as if a frightening flight flew out of the blizzard vortex, and the lightning also took a shot from Meng Ping's stab.

In front of him, there was a rapid and powerful force in Meng Ping's hand, he couldn't hold the horse lance steadily, and was brought up by the force to deflect the head of the horse, and he wanted to control the horse lance again, and felt the force change from above, and saw that the snowy blade suddenly rotated and changed the trajectory.

Meng Ping secretly knew that something was wrong, he tried to twist the opponent's spear with all his strength, but the spear in Duan Wenyang's hand rotated like a spinning top, and it was like a layer of butter on it, and it couldn't be twisted.

'Then get out of it!' The thought went up and down, and Meng Ping tried to pull back the horse lance with all his strength to make another move, but Duan Wenyang's top-like rotating gun seemed to be coated with a layer of slime, and he couldn't break free in an instant. The two diametrically opposed sensations of stickiness and slippery came from his hands, and Mencius had only a flash of absurdity in his heart.

The thought flashed, Meng Ping's horse pistol had broken free, but Duan Wenyang's spear had already broken through all the obstacles he might have set up, and the blade that flashed with cold light rose high and slashed through a graceful arc and plunged into his heart.

Chixue Silent Gun - 'Moonshot Style'!

The fine fish scale armor failed to block Duan Wenyang's spear. The blade of the gun first cut the thread along the arc of the nail blade, and the nail blade was flipped over. The power that erupted from the Kaba Rolling Wheel tried to reverse the blade, but the blade continued to rotate, lightly unloading the force of the counterattack. Then the sharp blade of the spear cut through the weaving thread of the armor piece again, and the armor leaf that broke in succession from the two weaving threads shot out scattered with the force that had not yet dispersed when flipping.

In the severe pain, Meng Ping saw the blades of the chest armor flying, "It seems that there are seven pieces? I remember this trick, Ying Long told me... Wonderful three spears, a probe of the moon in the water... That was his last thought.

"Tunqi Captain Meng Ping is dead!"

The high-pitched voice resounded, the forty-eight horsemen were full of spirit, and after only a few breaths, less than fifty horsemen actually went all the way into the hundreds of Huai army formations to pick up and kill the enemy general! How does this not make people's blood boil?

The Huainan army was in chaos in an instant, and Chen An, who had long been in front of him, laughed and shouted: "Kill the enemy with me!" He took the lead with a broadsword in his hand, and the soldiers behind him all moved forward in high spirits.

Murong Han also relaxed his hand holding the bow after the battle, which Gong Sheng also retracted, and he continued the previous topic: "The origin of the Chixue Unfixed Gun is no longer examinable, and it is said that it has been continuously tempered by successive generations. It used to be called the Red Blood Silent Gun, because a certain descendant felt the heavy snow in the Northern Country, and danced in the snow, and felt that the name of the Red Blood Determined Gun was too vulgar, so he changed the name of this road of marksmanship to the Red Snow Uncertain Gun. ”

"The first thing Fang Caiba found to break the formation first was the 'Wind Style' in 'Red Snow Undetermined Gun'. 'Storm style' takes the artistic conception of heavy rain and wind. This trick is like a storm sweeping away all the enemies in front of you, and later it has been polished several times and added the artistic conception of a blizzard. This shot can be big or small, used to the extreme, and the gun is like a raging snowstorm, which is called a thousand piles of snow. ”