The drums rumbled and the trumpets played long.

The sound of killing was deafening, and the frenzied aura soared into the sky.

But none of them can compare to the sound of thousands of galloping horses, as well as the momentum. Meng Yuan is not without a large-scale cavalry in formation, but there is no one here in Huanglong Mansion.

When a cavalry of 10,000 households charged, when more than 10,000 horses neighed, when 50,000 horses' hooves stepped on the ground and splashed dirt.

The momentum is indescribable in words.

Ten thousand horses galloping?

Cavalry torrent?

None of them seem to be enough to describe this momentum.

Feng Chong's Han iron cavalry, five thousand heavy armored cavalry in front, five thousand light cavalry in the rear. turned into a torrent and rushed towards Hou Wancheng's military formation.

The "Feng" character flag flies in the wind, hunting sounds, like a dragon in the sky, indispensable. Feng Chong's laughter was full of arrogance.

"Hahaha. That's the kind of war I want. It used to be child's play, child's play. ”

Prior to this, Feng Chong had not performed combat missions. However, the previous terrain was not suitable for large-scale cavalry operations.

The topography of Huanglong Mansion is a flat river.

Suitable for large-scale Iron Cavalry charges.

The momentum of the Han Iron Cavalry is incomparable.

But Hou Wancheng is not a weak person.

"Hou" under the banner of the word. Hou Wancheng was as calm as ever and said little. Even in the face of the iron cavalry sweeping in, his expression was not moving.

However, the soldiers under his command showed embarrassment.

Even the greatest role of cavalry lies in the elusive mobility. However, when the 10,000 iron cavalry of the formation began to charge, it was still a huge threat to the infantry army.

Hou Wancheng's face sank when he saw this, and he shouted: "Don't be afraid. We are not fighting them to the death. Just resist them. ”

"According to the plan. Divine arm archers and heavy armor soldiers are in front, and heavy armor and heavy axe soldiers are waiting for the opportunity to move. ”

"Yes." Wan Hu's voice slightly boosted Hou Wancheng's morale. Their Divine Arm Archers, armed with Divine Arm Bows, aimed at the cavalry.

But in the face of a 10,000-strong iron cavalry charge, the Divine Arm Archers were also very nervous. They swallowed a mouthful of saliva and got goosebumps.

"Whoosh !!!!"

But their fighting qualities are still unparalleled. Instinctively judging the distance, the Divine Arm archers pulled the trigger and fired their crossbow arrows, and then joined forces with their own auxiliaries to load new crossbow arrows before the cavalry rushed in front of them.

The speed of the cavalry was so fast that they could not shoot a third arrow.

"Whoosh !!!"

A dense barrage of crossbow bolts struck straight in. It was impossible for the big Han Iron Cavalry to evade, and those in the front row could only rush with their eyes closed. No. They rushed with their eyes open.

One Han died, and there are thousands of Han people.

With this determination, the Han cavalry in the front row was either shot in the vital point, or the horse stumbled and fell to the ground, and then was caught off guard by the companions in the rear, trampled to death, and even turned into pulp.

After the second round of crossbow arrows, the light cavalry in the rear row bent their bows and fired arrows into the sky. Gallop through high-speed marches and shoot arrows.

It shows Feng Chong's achievements over the years. This Han iron cavalry is stronger than the so-called nation on horseback.

They may not have ridden horses since childhood, but they are professional in riding and shooting.

They don't have to do production, they only fight.

While the light cavalry shot arrows, the archers in Hou Wancheng's army also shot arrows. Dense arrows fell, and the soldiers on both sides could only rely on the armor on their bodies to resist.

Feng Chong's army has too many heavy cavalry, and it has a great advantage in this regard. On the other hand, Hou Wancheng's army suffered much more casualties than Feng Chong's army.

Crossbow arrows and arrows, just a drizzle.

Both sides are also considered fair.

The real battle is a white-knuckle battle.

When the Han Iron Cavalry rushed in front of Hou Wancheng's infantry array, almost everyone in the front row of cavalry had arrows stuck in them, and there seemed to be a divine light in their eyes.

It seems to sweep away all darkness and destroy all evil. They raised their cavalry spears in their hands, turned into humanoid heavy tanks, and rushed into Hou Wancheng's military formation with their bodies.

At this time, the test is not martial arts, but speed and courage.

Horses charging at high speed, accompanied by heavily armed hoplites. The impact is enough to crush everything.

The only things that can stop them are chariots and bunkers.

"Ahhh!!!!hh Hou Wancheng's heavily armored infantry in the front row, in a miserable scream, fell in pieces like wheat in front of a strong wind.

Hou Wancheng, who fell to the ground, did not die immediately. Instead, he watched the iron hooves step on his chest, or the war horse fell on his body.

In agony and wailing, they lasted a few seconds before they died.

The torrent of steel rushed into the tiger and wolf. Feng Chong's iron cavalry had the upper hand.

"Kill !!!!!!!" When the high-speed charge stopped, the Great Han Iron Cavalry showed a hideous smile in the face of the Hou Wancheng infantry army formation whose formation had been destroyed.

The heavy cavalry on horseback, wielding the cavalry spear in his hand, ruthlessly ended the life of a famous marquis Wancheng soldier.

The heavy cavalry, who lost their horses, pulled out the steel knife at their waists and fought hand-to-hand with Hou Wancheng.

The light cavalry put their bows back on their horses, buckled them, drew their steel knives at their waists, lay on their horses, swept by like the wind, and plundered a soldier named Wancheng in small groups.

But even in such a situation, Hou Wancheng's soldiers are still fighting hard. There was a thousand heavily armored cavalry in his ranks, struggling to resist.

The heavily armored and heavy axe soldiers were also wielding the heavy axes in their hands, slashing the life of a famous iron horseman. As for the Divine Arm Archers, they are gone.

Hand-to-hand combat, they are useless.

"Hahahaha. Sons and daughters, fight to your heart's content. Enjoy the feast. Feng Chong laughed, raised the big knife in his hand and slashed, and where he passed, the stumps and broken arms flew.

Hou Wancheng glanced at this guy and didn't play, but continued to sweep the formation in the rear.

As if waiting for something.

With Feng Chong and Wei Yu into the battlefield.

All 180,000 households have participated in the war, and the situation on the battlefield is clear at a glance.

The Han army has the upper hand, and as time passes, the advantage will expand even further.

Wu Nian still had two large internal guards of 10,000 households in his hands, and they did not enter the battlefield.

Wu Nian himself stood on a high platform, looking down on the entire battlefield.

Meng Yuan side.

Chunyuan did not enter the battlefield either, but he only had a force of 10,000 households in his hands.

It's getting darker. The clouds in the sky first flashed an arc of lightning, followed by a roaring thunder that resounded across the earth.

The wind is getting stronger.

Whirring and wheezing.

Wu Nian listened to the thunder and said to himself in the wind: "If there are hole cards, they should also appear." ”

"Not again. Meng Yuan is about to fall. ”