The rogue on the left has the largest number of horses, and the most well-armed, should be the elite of his department, and the threat is also the greatest.

Cao Wenzhao took the lead, and the situation on the battlefield was extremely unfavorable, but his mind was still very clear, and under his leadership, a group of family members behind him made a big circle from the official road and went to the left to kill the general.

Before it could fully deploy its position, it only needed to break through its front team to make the remnants dare not attack, and then break up the offensive of the entire left flank of the rogue.

"Whew-"

The short sound of the horse's horn suddenly sounded in the cavalry, signaling the approaching enemy army.

Chen Wang buckled the string and drew the bow, staring straight ahead, without the need to be reminded by the riding number, he was already ready for everything.

The rogue horse team in front of them was getting closer and closer, and the sound of horses' hooves was as loud as thunder.

Frantic shouts came from all directions, but instead they burst out of their fears.

Cao Wenzhao held a horse lance, and before the two armies approached, the thief riders in front of him had already scattered to both sides like waves.

Those who couldn't avoid it were almost all picked under the horse by Cao Wenzhao's horse lance, and some of the fish that slipped through the net were also cut off by the guards who followed behind Cao Wenzhao.

As a few brave thieves were killed, the rest of the bandwagons fled to the sidelines, lacking armor and often falling behind in the hedge, without enough courage

The Ming army's cavalry formation was like a sharp knife, dividing the rushing rogue horse team into two halves.

In the middle of the staggering, a large number of feathered arrows shot from the Ming army's cavalry array to the left and right.

Chen Wang drew his bow and arrows, and his eyes were fixed on a thief wearing a border armor in front of him.

Among the bandits, the most dangerous people are these thieves wearing border armor, most of them are old thieves, from thieves for several years, all the way to the north and south, extraordinary skills, they are undoubtedly the most ruthless group of thieves.

It is precisely because of the addition of these soldiers that the combat power of the rogues has become stronger and stronger, and it is more and more difficult to exterminate.

Today's rogue infantry is not all rushing in a chaotic group, they have even begun to line up in military formations, have begun to have flags, and have begun to obey unified commands.

"Whew————"

The bowstring vibrates, and the sound of breaking the air is heard.

In the field of vision, the thief wearing the border armor shook his figure, covered his face and fell under the horse, and disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at everything in front of him, Chen Wang's expression did not change in the slightest, he was accustomed to all this.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, and there is no room for mercy.

The screams of slander came and went, and among the rogue horse teams on both sides, people continued to fall from their horses with arrows, and they were trampled into flesh by the surging war horses like a tide.

It was not that no one fought back among the thieves, and many arrows were also shot into the Ming army's cavalry.

However, the family members who followed Cao Wenzhao's charge were all fully armed and wearing heavy armor, and those light arrows could not cause much damage to their bodies at all.

Chen Wang's skirt armor now had a feather arrow hanging on it, and that feather arrow did not cause him any substantial damage.

Shooting seven arrows in a hurry, Chen Wang did not continue to shoot, but reinserted the bow and arrows back into their original places, pulled out the saber at his waist, and placed it on his right shoulder.

There are still more than 30 feathered arrows left in the quiver, and this battle is probably a protracted battle, and it is necessary to preserve the arrows and physical strength.

And then, for the time being, there will be no use of bows and arrows.

There was a sudden brightness in front of them, and they cut through the whole team of thieves' forward horses, and then the thieves' infantry was shouting and swarming, and before they could react, they rushed in a hurry, shouting bold slogans in their mouths.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

When the cavalry of the Ming army suddenly appeared in front of them, these rogues who were originally roaring, shouting and shouting and surging forward all looked stunned.

Everything happened only between lightning and fire, and no one thought that the cavalry of the Ming army would actually kill through the forward horse team in an instant.

Seeing the murderous cavalry of the Ming army rushing straight forward, the thieves standing in the front row were all pale and colorless at the moment.

Some people want to swallow their saliva, but they find that there is nothing in their mouths, and some people want to escape, but the surging people behind them block the way out.

The horse's hooves flipped and made a muffled sound like thunder, beating violently on the hearts of the thieves like drumsticks.

Many of them were pale and trembling like chaff, and it was even difficult to hold the blades in their hands.

The already chaotic array of the Rogue Infantry Team suddenly became even more chaotic, and even the old soldiers in charge of supervising the battle were also terrified.

Ahead.

The cavalry of the Ming army came towards them like a moving Great Wall, the sun shining on the armor, and the cold light of the erected sabers.

The cavalry of the Ming army has been led by Cao Wenzhao, and they are galloping like thunder with an indomitable momentum.

In the thief array, some people pushed each other in order to escape for the road, some people saw that there was no hope of escape, cursed and cried, and some people held swords and soldiers, shouting that they were not allowed to retreat, and the whole thief array was in chaos, and there were countless trampling on each other, and the ugliness was exposed.

An old bandit wearing a helmet and rotten iron armor brandished the Yanling knife in his hand and roared angrily to maintain the position, but even if he killed two fugitives in a row, it still had little effect, and the entire array was in chaos, and it was impossible for him to save it alone.

The family in the front row suddenly threw out the iron bones in his hand, and the flying iron bones smashed into the chaotic crowd, bringing bursts of wails.

An iron bone hit the door in front of him, and the old bandit didn't even make a sound before he fell to the ground, and his fall to the ground also accelerated the collapse of the rogue's infantry team.

And at this moment, the speed of the war horses of the Ming army was also the fastest.

Chen Wang clenched the saber in his hand, the thief infantry team in front of him had already completely collapsed, no one pointed the blade at him, all he could see was one back after another.

"Kill !!"

Cao Wenzhao held a horse lance, took the lead, and stepped into the formation.

Bai Hong was like lightning, and several thieves who wanted to escape had fallen to the ground weakly.

In the sound of hooves like a rainstorm, the cavalry of the Ming army smashed into the large array of thieves who had already collapsed.

The stump flew sideways, blood was dripping, and the smell of bloody blood spread in an instant.

The sound of people and horses colliding, the sound of cracking stones of Jinge's collision, the clicking sound of broken bones, and the sound of wailing and screaming were instantly intertwined.

Chuang Jun Qian, who was in charge of supervising the battle, had no blood on his face, he was already terrified, even though he was still dozens of steps away, but he could still feel the fierce murderous aura on Cao Wenzhao's body.

He now regrets it immensely, regretting why he stood in such a high position.

"Hurry ......"

He had only been running for less than four or five paces when the sound of horses' hooves sounded in his ears.

He only felt a pain in his chest, as if something had penetrated his chest, and he wanted to speak, but the blood oozing from his mouth blocked his throat.

Just when he was still confused, he suddenly felt that the whole world began to spin.

Until he died, he didn't know exactly what had happened.

But not knowing how he died is actually a kind of luck for him.

Because he was stabbed by Cao Wenzhao's horse, and then he was provoked and thrown a full distance of two feet by the horsepower, fell into the crowd of fleeing, and fell to death.

The war horses neighed and rushed back and forth, and the iron hooves of the war horses trampled over one homeless person after another.

The knight's wrists on horseback churned, and the sabre flew in the air, and every time he swung a knife, it would inevitably set off a bloody storm.

A ragged thief with a wooden spear was slashed to the ground by a saber before he could breathe, but then he was trampled on the chest by the hooves of the galloping horse behind him.

His entire chest was stomped on, and he couldn't even scream, and he was already dead at sight.

The horses' hooves rolled, and more cavalry swarmed in, trampling the corpses on the road or the men who had half breathed left.

The mournful cries of the dying and the cries of despair, mixed with the sound of swords entering flesh, lingered on the battlefield.

History of the Ming Dynasty, Volume 156:

"Cao Wenzhao and others are fierce and fierce, and they are all called ten thousand enemies!"