The group of heavily armored cavalry on the rear flank of the Tang army, Shi Pu heard the change of tune, and immediately grabbed his spear, without pause, without nonsense, and shouted: "Kill!"

Lu Yun pointed flat ahead with his ring-headed sword, and the flag of the Eighth Army Cavalry Regiment in front was also laid flat to the front, and the cavalry group lined up began to follow him and slowly start the horse's hooves.

The horses gradually accelerated, turning into a large herd of galloping beasts. Lu Yun shouted, "God bless Datang!"

The crowd suddenly burst into a shout: "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The cavalry of the Youjun army was in a large array, and at this time, the depth was also panicked and ran around by the bed crossbow, making a mess. The cavalry group maneuvered quickly, but it was not easy to suddenly retreat in battle, because there were too many people and it would be crowded!

The people in the middle are in a hurry to run, but some of the people at the back will run, and some will be confused, and it takes time to move from forward to backward, and more importantly, organization. In the face of this sudden chaos, the banners of the ghost army are all gone, and the people and horses are staggered.

Shi Pu's heavy cavalry took the lead in charging at high speed towards the front flank of the rebel army, and the formation was roughly in a zigzag, rushing fast, and the front end was as easy as a sharp arrow shooting through window paper, and went straight into the enemy group. The cavalry on both wings also quickly moved in.

In the crowd of horses, the galloping heavy horses roared towards the Youjun army like a typhoon, and the wielding swords and spears danced in the sunlight like countless droplets of boiling water. Flesh and blood flew under the wheels of war, and the shouts of tens of thousands of people were crazy!

The bed crossbow still roared, the smoke and blood crumpled together. The bed crossbow adjusted its elevation angle and was fifteen hundred paces away from the middle and tail of the cavalry group.

There was even more confusion in the rear, causing chaos and congestion on the entire hillside; The gap between the cavalry is relatively large, but it can't run fast when it's messed up, and if the back is too urgent, it will cause the horses to be more and more crowded! The scene was noisy and chaotic, and it was simply miserable. At the edge of the hillside, a large number of cavalry scattered and fled in all directions, regardless of military orders.

The cavalry of Lu Yun's department was simply a flock of sheep in the battle formation at this time, and the cavalry with high morale and mighty domineering faced a group of frightened men and horses!

Shi Pu's subordinates shouted, picked up their spears with both hands, caught up with the horse, and stabbed the back of the armored horseman. The spear blade reflecting the sunlight flashed, and in the clanging sound of metal impact, the sharp spear blade penetrated through the back armor, and with a "bell", blood beads splashed with a crimson mist.

A spear flew to the hip of a horse, and with a scream of "...... neigh", the horse suddenly sat down and fell crookedly, and the knight above screamed and waved his hands.

Shi Pu led a group of men and horses to advance very quickly, penetrating into the depths of the Youjun army, and the battlefield was chaotic. A secluded sergeant stood in front of a dead horse, holding a bloody arm in his left hand, and threw his head up and cried out.

The snow was already red, and in some places, blood was mixed with snow and loess, like mud from rain.

The melody of silk and bamboo and the sound of golden drums played vigorously among the smoke and dust, and the roaring trebuchets and bed crossbows were like lightning and thunder on a sunny day, and the earth trembled.

The people were shocked by the wrath of the gods, and many soldiers and soldiers on the battlefield in the east looked up at the sky, but saw the chaos in the mountains and fields in the north.

The infantry of the Tang Army was also moving with the military order, the nearest trumpet seemed to be urging, rows of two-color pennants were waving, and the air was noisy and dirty.

Duan Yu, Hao Shu and other soldiers could also understand the banner, but they didn't need to pay attention to the military orders, they just followed the shouts of the hundred generals and followed the troops of the capital. The queue was slowly advancing in a horizontal formation towards the front, and Hao Shu carried a spear and a shield to follow the people on the left and right.

Swords, shields, heavy infantry, archers, crossbowmen, men and horses turned around in column and retreated. Many of those brothers were covered in blood, and the smell of fish wafted from the gap in the team, and Hao Shu was even more nervous. He has now become the first row, Rao is an elite soldier who has fought a lot of battles, and he still can't feel relaxed in this kind of battle formation of corpses and blood.

After a while, they had already bumped into the crowd of enemy soldiers who were pursuing the retreating Tang army, and the men and horses spread all over the hillside. In fact, the frequent roar of the trebuchets had made the attack of the eastern infantry seem very hesitant, and the speed of the coming up was noticeably slowed.

"Ready!"

A hissing shout startled Hao Shu, and the brothers on the left and right listened to the order to set up shields and spears, and Hao Shu also quickly stood up and walked on horseback, making his body a little shorter, and he didn't want to be in battle

The shield was nailed to the ground, and the spear was placed in the groove of the shield of the array, and the spear was raised horizontally with skill.

The surging crowd was only twenty or thirty paces away, and Hao Shu could clearly hear their fearful and angry shouts, and he could see their eyes clearly, their faces full of dirt and dust, and even the uniformly made armor.

A large number of faces appeared in front of him, no one knew anyone, and there was no hatred, but this is where the evil door of the battle array lies, these people who are completely innocent and hateless, but they are holding weapons, shouting and eager to crush each other's bones and ashes! Hao Shu believed that when they rushed in front of them, they would definitely want to chop themselves into meat without hesitation!

Someone shouted from somewhere: "The Holy One is well-clothed and well-fed to his brothers, and serving the Tang Dynasty is today!"

"Zhongyuan Erlang, loyalty and courage are the head, the enemy of the saint is our mortal enemy, and we will never be soft!"

Hao Shu had listened to these morale-boosting words a lot, but he didn't really care about them, because what kind of righteousness had little to do with the fact that he might be injured by a knife and arrow at any time in front of him, and the arrows on his head were still clanging like raindrops!

However, the generosity of the words, coupled with the shouts of the armies resounding through the valley, really made people's blood surge, and Hao Shu also felt the atmosphere of courage and unity, and now there was actually no fear.

The little flag of each capital was raised, "Bang!" The gong sounded. Hao Shu heard the sound of "crackling ......" overhead, and the dense infantry approaching in front screamed miserably, and the crossbow arrows were sharp, only to see blood splashing on those people's bodies, and weapons were thrown everywhere.

As soon as the salvo sounded, about the time of a marching drum, Hao Shu saw countless stone fat clay pots flying into the crowd of the Youjun army, and then countless arrows with flames fell, and the fire ignited in the crowd of the Youjun army.

The smoke was so thick that I couldn't see the scene in front of me at all for a while, and I only heard heart-rending screams of pain. But the screams did not stop the Youjun from approaching, and Hao Shu soon felt that the array shield in his hand was struck.

He quickly picked up his spear and stabbed, nothing else, just a stab in the head. Every stroke can bring out a blood flower, Hao Shu is in a hurry, and he doesn't know the situation outside the array shield at all.

After a while, when he looked over, he saw that the various groups of people and horses of the ghost army in front of him were fleeing down the hillside, and the infantry array was already dense, and it was chaotic for a while, and many people were trampled and screamed loudly.

A few hundred feet down the hillside, tens of thousands of Youjun infantry formations were still there, and the chaotic soldiers in front were pouring towards the phalanx on the large array.

Hao Shu looked back blankly, only to see that the battle line on the entire hillside was in chaos, and all the infantry troops of the Youjun army were fleeing! The crowd surged down the hillside like a torrent!

Hao Shu and the Tang soldiers around him were stunned, looking at this sudden and huge scene.

At this moment, the roar of artillery on the western trebuchet position was deafening, and some trebuchets had already aimed at the Phantom Army infantry formation under the hillside! Stone bullets flew sideways into the large infantry formation below the hillside!

Whether it is the Central Plains army or the men and horses of any tribe, as long as it is infantry, the formation must be very dense! Because from the perspective of individual tactics, two people cutting one person is almost guaranteed to win; Then the denser the formation, the more local it is to fight more and less. There was no infantry army in battle, as sparse as cavalry.

Swift stone projectiles flew over the heads of the crowd, getting lower and lower.

"Bang!"

A head exploded! The fleshy head slammed back, its neck snapped off, and the stone bullet continued to fly into the crowd.

"Bang!"

There was another terrifying thud, and the other soldier's chest was hit so that his ribs faintly cracked, and his body fell backwards.

The stone bullet hit the torso in a very deflected direction and slowed down a lot, but it still injured several more people, and the crowd screamed in horror, and the atmosphere of fear spread like a plague.

After a while, another stone bullet landed in front of a crowd, and with a "bang" of sand and dirt, the stone bullet immediately bounced up and flew straight into the crowd.

As the trebuchet shooting continued, the riots continued to spread, and the large array of tens of thousands of people was faintly in turmoil. And the sudden rout of the crowd in front of them added signs of defeat and despair!

The hillside epithelial drums beat from the whole battle

The line sounded, the infantry of the Tang Army lined up neatly, and the hundred generals led from the left side of each capital, and the troops followed the hundred generals to march in two columns and two columns. On the snowy slopes, teams of men and horses rushed down like weapons.

The infantry of the Tang Army was disciplined and disciplined, the method of battle formation was skillful and orderly, and the column advanced very quickly, dozens of steps away, and the formation of a horizontal formation was also very quick.

On the entire hillside, the movement of people and horses is different, and when they form a horizontal formation one after another, it seems that the whole crowd is like a whirlpool, and countless iron guards are surging. But every capital, every team, and every person in Meishi are moving with the military orders of the generals, and the details are very orderly.

There were arrows scattered on the head of the head that kept flying, and from time to time, the armor of the Tang army soldiers was shot through and injured, but the rain of arrows failed to affect the battle formation in the slightest.

The Ghost Army was crammed into a large array of tens of thousands of men, and they could not retreat through the gaps between the various formations, because the trebuchets disrupted large areas of the camp, and the scattered people scattered and scattered the battalions in front of them were in disarray.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ……」

Salvos of bed crossbows rang out one after another on the front from south to north. Countless huge arrows pierced into people's bodies nearby, and the screams of despair and fear were like ghosts crying and howling. Blood mist and smoke filled the battlefield.

The Tang Army's long-range strike personnel and horses were adapted to tactical changes, such as crossbow soldiers, with about 200 people in each capital and nearly 600 people in one battalion. Each has six squads of soldiers, and one volley is actually two volleys, one on his knees and one standing. Each one is a reincarnation, that is, three volleys, the distance is only twenty or thirty steps, and it is still shrinking as the attack continues!

The large number of casualties caused by this intensity of firepower is simply unbearable for the infantry of the Phantom Army in the atmosphere of defeat! The army had long since collapsed, but the dense infantry formations were in disarray, and it was difficult for those in the middle to run. There were people in all directions, only desperately squeezing back, and the scene was unbearable to look at, like a riot in the city.

Groups of Tang troops with bows and crossbows shot at the panicked crowd, it was a massacre! A few men in front of him saw that they couldn't run away, and rushed over with a screaming sound with a ring-headed knife.

"Thunderbolt Snap ......" A whole row of arrows flew up, and the arrows and stars twinkled. The men convulsed like epilepsy, blood splattered on their chests, and they fell to their knees and fell forward, their weapons falling to the ground, and thudging into the snow.

In front of the crowd, corpses have piled up! Dark red blood was flowing along the snow, and the entire Shura field was being placed. It's useless to cry dad and call mother, shout to the sky, the wounded soldier's hands are full of blood, and no one pays attention to his voice when he screams, because he is shouting on all sides. If this is the world, then there must be another hell on this earth!