The north wind swept the ground, and the cold wind was like a sickle, cutting off the bones of the weeds one by one.

In the wind, there was blood and screams.

The Qi army came out of the fortress and encountered a branch of the Turks, and a dark cloud hung over the battlefield.

The Turks moved slowly and pressed slowly, as if looking for a hole in the enemy army. In the Qi army array, with the order of the general in the center, the cavalry of the two flank phalanxes rushed down from the high slope.

"Crossbow bolts, bursts!" Seeing that the Turks had drawn their bowstrings, the cavalry that had fallen in the middle did not rush to charge, but deliberately slowed down their pace, keeping a certain distance from the brethren in front, and when the distance was less than forty paces, a dense rain of arrows fell from the sky.

The sound of feather arrows tearing through the air was sharp and piercing, and the effect was obvious.

The Turks are also coming head-on, and there is no excess defense at all on the front.

Although they also have bows and crossbows, the riding bow is not at the same level as the Qi army's repeater crossbow and swallow-winged crossbow in terms of lethality, and it is not too accurate to shoot moving targets.

The two sides shot at each other, and a gap in the face was revealed, but the Turks suffered a great loss as soon as they encountered it, and were shot off their horses like wheat cuts, while the rest of the men pressed their heads against the horse's neck in panic, but the scimitars and spears in their hands pointed straight ahead.

In the face of the huge Turkic wolf cavalry, the Qi army adopted the tactics of fighting fast and riding fast, which was the second appropriate method to crack the cavalry tactics.

If you want to achieve the expected goal, the strength should be roughly equal, but although there are many Turks on the opposite side, the terrain here is undulating, which is not conducive to large-scale cavalry charges, and the more people you have, the less you win, so Yang Yan chose to attack the enemy without hesitation.

Yang Dadudu's eyes swept ahead, and he was about seven points sure of the battle situation, and the Turks really pressed the army as he expected, he waved his hand, and the horn of "woo woo woo ......" sounded on the battlefield.

The Qi army changed formations, and the iron cavalry that had just broken into the Turkic array and slaughtered indiscriminately immediately retracted, regardless of the Turkic pursuers, and withdrew to the right in an arc. The entire infantry phalanx immediately changed formation, turning into a scimitar-shaped, like an iron wall pressing towards the Turks.

The two cavalry of thousands of people were combined into one, and they were led by a young general in black armor, riding a tall horse, with a sharp edge like frost, it was Yang Su. He led the army in an arc to get rid of the Turks who were biting to death, and when he turned around, the Turks had already collided with the main force of the Qi army.

The Qi army held shields and swords, pressed like an iron wall, and spears pierced out of the array like thorns, and many of the Turks who rushed on horseback were stabbed off their horses or killed on the spot.

Yang Yan took advantage of the narrow and cramped terrain of this place, and calculated that the Turks could not spread out under this terrain, and the Turks relied on nothing more than riding and shooting bow horses.

If the cavalry slows down, it is a turtle in an urn, waiting for cattle and sheep to be slaughtered! The foot soldiers were enough to cover them.

But if you want to speed up the victory, you have to be Yang Su's cavalry.

Yang Su stopped his horse and re-arrayed, estimating the time of the collapse of the Turks, as soon as he saw the Turkic wolf flag falling backwards, he lifted his lance, pulled down his armor, and the world in front of him suddenly narrowed, except for the front, he could not see there.

…… Cavalry, cavalry, fighting is this kind of vigorous, indomitable spirit!

"On the battlefield, even if father and son meet, don't be soft, hesitate and you will lose!" Yang Yan's rough shouting sounded in his mind.

He didn't have time to think about it, he pulled the reins, the horses neighed, and the whole cavalry turned around and made an arc and rushed into the flank of the enemy.

The heavy and light horsemen who followed him pulled down their armor without exception, put away their crossbows, lifted their long lances and long knives, and formed a cone very tacitly when they ran.

The defeat of the Turks has appeared, and the formation squeezed by Yang Yan's main force is completely chaotic, and the order of the front and back and left and right can not be seen at all, and the whole army is like a bloated caterpillar, shrunk into a ball, and there is chaos everywhere.

Their coach doesn't know what to think, is it difficult not to run at this time, do you still think you have a chance to turn the tables?

Someone saw a burly knight in black armor with an iron horse rushing from the side, and he couldn't help but scream, but as soon as this scream sounded, he was forcibly stopped, and a short spear swept out from behind someone's horse and pinned him to the ground.

A massacre has begun!

The iron cavalry of the Qi army broke into the enemy formation, like a deadly sharp knife, stabbed the enemy's henchmen, and strangled their internal organs to shreds! Yang Su was in no mood to pay attention to the tragic situation of flesh and blood, an oncoming Turkic strong man was a head shorter than him, his shoulders and waist were half a foot wider, his muscles were knotted, and he looked at Kong Wu.

The two of them rushed together, Yang Su burst out with a long lance, and violently picked off his scimitar, and then the long lance swung and stabbed straight forward, and the strong man's chest was not covered at all, and the long lance stabbed into it like a poisonous dragon, and the ash rod bent into an arc, picking him out.

This pick, swing, stab, all in one go, only three strokes completely interpret the essence of the lance.

This posture can give a farewell to the king of Lanling, Gao Changgong is a master of using a knife and a lance, and he is known as the invincible Northern Qi in the offensive field, and if he really wants to meet Yang Su, it will take a lot of effort.

He picked a few Turks off the horse, and countless robes swept past him, "It's easy to deal with, it's not very tricky!" "Stepping on a horse and breaking the backbone of the lander, the long lance is sharp, the tiger is vigorous, and a sweep cuts off the head of the sneak attacker," did they all keep up? ”

"It's all coming up!"

"Okay, kill them, and then take the brothers back again, don't fall in love, and crush the enemy army as quickly as possible!"

Yang Su put away the lance, put on the knife, swung the knife and cut down an opponent, and unloaded an arm, and dragged a person who passed by on the side to get off the horse, the horse's hooves trampled to death, there was no enemy around him, and the enemy formation was actually killed by him.

"Kill back!" The Qi army rushed into the enemy formation again, the Turks were pressed in front of them so that they could not exert themselves at all, one by one on horseback they were so anxious that they turned around but there was no way, Yang Yan calmly pressed in front, and there were Qi cavalry in the back to cut meat like knives, and the already not very strict military formation soon collapsed.

Yang Yan caught a glimpse of the opportunity in the Chinese army, and ordered: "...... Shoot with a hard crossbow in echelons to frustrate its sharpness; Engage frontal battles with heavily armored foot soldiers, chaotic pace; outflank with light horsemen and cut off their rear roads; Sweep through it with heavy cavalry and wipe out the enemy! ”

"Woo woo woo ......" loud horn sound from the Qi army array, followed by a wave of dense arrow rain overwhelmingly swept in, the recalcitrant Turks in front were shot over and fell off their horses, the rain of arrows just fell, the heavy armor foot soldiers pressed up, slashing and killing in front of the formation, and the Turkic array became more and more chaotic.

Yang Su wiped the blood from his face, divided his light cavalry to outflank and harass, and led more than a hundred heavily armored cavalry to charge the battle again, traversing the Chinese army. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, crossbows, all kinds of weapons are used.

The Turks were defeated and defeated, in a mess, more than a dozen wolf riders guarded the banner, but the general under it had long been missing, presumably pretending to be a small soldier and fleeing for his life, Yang Su led the army to slash and kill the banner!

The night wind blew, the flames shook around, illuminating the weather-beaten faces, no one said much, and only exhaustion remained after the excitement of the great battle subsided. Yang Yan sat in front of the fire with a solemn face, silently adding a fire to it.

There was the sound of Jia Ye clanging, Yang Yu opened his eyes, but it was Yang Su and the other generals who came, and he said before he had time to sit down: "Governor, the beheading and prisoners are clear, it's another great achievement!" ”

There is nothing more hot for a soldier than military feats, and this is not just a matter of rewarding or not, this is the glory of men! After the war, the young generals were all in high spirits, and they couldn't wait to ride their horses all the way to Beihai.

Compared with them, Yang Yan was much calmer, even if he knew that these few tough battles in Daqi were enough to give him the crown, but after all, he was past the prime of life, and the old man's vision was always a little more comprehensive. Yang Yan raised his eyes to look at these young people, his expression flashed with remembrance and envy, and then said: "Okay, after resting tonight, we will go back to Yanzhou ...... with wasteland."

The young generals were dumbfounded for a while, and asked: "Our army is in full swing, why don't you take your sons and daughters to continue fighting, according to the current trend, we have no problem at all in chasing Mobei." ”

"This is the military order of the left minister," Yang Yan turned his head to look at him, "Hundreds of thousands of Turkic wolves rode to besiege Anle, intending to tear apart the eastern front...... In the near future, the Western Route Army will also move south, and we only have a few thousand men, and if we continue to fight, the situation will be unfavorable to our army, so it is better to withdraw. ”

He got up from the ground, and his somewhat rickety body gradually straightened up, like a spear, "Military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed...... If the left minister wants us to return, we must return, and we must not disobey. After His Majesty's restructuring, Zuo Xiang was the first military attache to be in charge of wartime defense and personnel appointments. Murong Yan is extremely restrictive, and unless His Majesty rejects the order that is issued, it is really not to be disobeyed.

Yang Yan raised his head, the sky dome was overhead, it was dark, and he felt the clouds moving south.

The current front of the Northern Qi Dynasty is divided between the east and the west, and Yang Yan's jurisdiction is not only the first to bear the brunt, but also the link between the two major war zones, and Yanzhou cannot be targeted...... When the Turks went south, they were actually heading for Jinyang, and the real pressure was on Murong Yan's shoulders. The desires of the Turkic bandits are like deep ravines, which are always inexhaustible, and every time they cross the border to the south, they are like locusts crossing the border, countless people are scattered with wealth and family, and their wives are scattered, and I don't know how many bones and remains are buried under the loess in the north......

Let's hope this storm will pass soon. Yang Yan thought of this, and suddenly felt a shock in his chest.

He wouldn't have been so sentimental before.

The cold north wind ran from the sideburns, and Yang Yan didn't have anything to say, just a sigh.

"I'm afraid of being old and not accepting old age, but after all, I'm old......"