Li Ye stood on a high ground and looked at the entire battlefield in the moonlight.

Two thousand Praetorian Guards lined up with spears to guard their sides.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt paste drifted away with the night wind, which was disgusting.

Ignited corpses are scattered across the battlefield.

It can be seen that there is a winding dividing line between the two armies, like two giant snakes trying to strangle them. With every breath, someone collapsed and became a corpse.

The torches of the Fengxiang army's camp are bright, like a giant beast bathed in fire in the night.

Li Ye stared at the camp for a long time, and had a feeling in his heart that this giant beast was going to swallow himself.

No, not feelings.

The rumbling of war drums rang out from the camp, and the door suddenly opened, and the roar of a wolf resounded through the battlefield along with the sound of horses' hooves. A cavalry of two or three thousand men rushed out, and everyone roared out with torches in their hands, like thunder.

As if the god waved a huge whip of fire, the enemy cavalry swept fiercely into the left flank of the river army.

Li Ye's heart tightened, and Li Maozhen was serious.

The battle lasted for nearly two hours, and the Mo swordsmen on their side had become the end of the crossbows, and the heavy cavalry was nowhere to be found, and the only thing that could resist them was the spear array of the Hezhong Army and the two thousand Praetorian Guards around him.

The two armies held each other, the first momentum, the enemy cavalry rushed like Mount Tai pressed the top, the spear array in the river was crushed in an instant, the spears in their hands were as weak as their people, many people could not lift the spears, and the instinctive fear of people was infinitely magnified.

The enemy cavalry swept by, like chopping waves, leaving behind a corpse.

Li Ye was in a hurry, he didn't expect the Hezhong Army to be so unhelpful.

Since the Huangchao Rebellion, there has been basically no major war in the Hezhong Army, Li Keyong in the north is an ally, and Zhu Wen's energy in the east is focused on attacking Qin Zongquan, Shi Pu, Zhu Jin and Zhu Xuan brothers, and he has no time to care about them.

The army in the river held two salt ponds, had no enterprising heart, and lived a happy life.

Wang Chongying would never have thought that as soon as he fell, the once one of the strongest feudal clans would become fat in the eyes of all parties.

A Li Hanzhi's 30,000 people killed chickens and dogs jumping in the river.

Not only his sons and nephews degenerated, but even the army in the river also degenerated.

Troubled times are like torrents, and if you don't forge ahead, you will be drowned by the raging floods around you. If this cavalry is allowed to charge back and forth, the consequences will be catastrophic, and the army in the river will inevitably collapse, then the Shence army and the Praetorian Guard will definitely not be able to support it.

The soldiers were in danger, and Li Ye was a little anxious.

But he can't move, judging from the number of troops invested on the battlefield, Li Maozhen still has a backhand.

Just when Li Ye was in a hurry, a spear formation of about 1,000 people suddenly appeared in the army formation in the river, blocking the cavalry, the cavalry did not hesitate to bump into it, and the first few horsemen and horses were picked up in mid-air by dozens of spears of nearly four meters, and dozens of horses were stabbed to death.

The victory lasted only a few breaths, and then the spear was broken and the spearman was knocked away.

Li Ye saw a burly general in the enemy cavalry, with two corpses of the Hezhong Army hanging on a spear.

The thousand-man spear formation was routed, and the enemy cavalry made a whirlwind, threw away their torches, and swept through the middle again.

Just when Li Ye thought that the collapse of the Hezhong army was a foregone conclusion, another spear formation of about 1,000 people was organized to block the cavalry.

A general stands on top of a pile of corpses and directs the spearmen to assemble.

It's Meng Fangtong!

Li Ye was overjoyed, he was not mistaken, this person was really not a coward.

The spear array was broken again, and the enemy cavalry left nearly a hundred corpses, but Meng Fangtong did not give up, shouting loudly, and the army in the river continued to gather around him.

The key to infantry against cavalry is to look at the array.

And the enemy cavalry is obviously not a heavy cavalry, Kanto Li Ye doesn't know, but in Guanzhong, Li Maozhen definitely can't afford to raise a heavy cavalry of 3,000 people!

In fact, Li Ye made more than 100 heavy cavalry, but he only put a thin layer of armor on the horse, and it was not a heavy cavalry.

At that time, Taizong Li Shimin's 3,000 Xuanjia cavalry broke Dou Jiande's 100,000 army in a battle, and if Li Maozhen had 3,000 heavy cavalry, he would have swept through Guanzhong a long time ago.

Five generations later, the Western Xia had the Iron Harrier, the Liao had the Pi Room Army, the Jin had the abduction Ma Tiefutu, and the Song Yuefei had the Beiwei Army.

The heavily armored cavalry once roamed the battlefield and became the darling of the battlefield.

The enemy cavalry also seemed to have discovered the existence of Meng Fangtong's mainstay, and the soldiers pointed directly at the pile of corpses where Meng Fangtong was.

There were already 2,000 troops gathered in the vicinity of the Meng side, and the spears were erected again.

Li Ye held his breath, if Meng Fang couldn't stop this cavalry, it was likely that the Hezhong army would collapse. This is a contest of will and courage, and it is a pity that the Hezhong army was defeated!

The will and courage of the same man on the Meng side could not be passed on to the Hezhong army.

And the enemy cavalry was charged under the leadership of the opposing general, and the morale was high.

In the blink of an eye, the cavalry flooded the pile of corpses where Meng Fangtong was.

The wolf-like howl sounded again, becoming a prelude to the rout of the army in the river.

miscalculated, Li Ye panicked in his heart, as if a gambler had lost his first game. The army in the river came from afar, and subjectively had no intention of fighting to the death here, because it was not their war.

Many of the river soldiers threw away their spears, turned around and ran.

Once a rout is formed, it is like a flood that bursts its banks.

Any major war is a matter of triggering the whole body, the left flank of the Hezhong army collapsed, and the right flank will definitely not be able to support it.

Li Ye smiled bitterly in his heart.

However, at this moment, I saw a group of about 1,000 spearmen gathered again, at first Li Ye thought it was the Hezhong Army, but later he saw that he was wearing the armor of the Shence Army, and the first person seemed to be a capital, but the fire was extinguished, the sky was dark, and he couldn't see who it was.

On the battlefield, Li Jiyun was in high spirits, and this charge made him extremely happy, and although the enemy occasionally resisted, he was still defeated by himself.

He couldn't help but roar, the emperor was nothing more than that.

Next, as long as he chases the rout and kills the enemy's rear, it is not a wild word to capture the emperor alive. The spear that suddenly appeared in front of him surprised him, who dared to stand in front of him? Isn't he afraid of death?

No, this is not an enemy army that you have crushed yourself.

Li Jiyun saw that in the enemy formation, two armor soldiers held a spear together, the spears did not move forward in unison, but in the shape of dogs' teeth, the mental state of the soldiers was obviously different from the enemy army that had just been defeated, their eyes were calm and bloodthirsty, as if they were watching their prey fall into their trap.

Li Jiyun's heart sank, after so many years of fighting, he could see at a glance that the army was strong and the army was weak.

This spear formation of 1,000 people put more pressure on himself than the previous rout of the enemy army combined.

How could the emperor have such a strong army?

Wei Wulang stared at the oncoming enemy horsemen.

"Don't be afraid, hold your spear tightly and hold your ground." The self-proclaimed general, Yang Shihou, stood in front of the battle with a gun.

Wei Wulang couldn't see the slightest fear on his face, and his relaxed tone made people unconsciously calm, and even the wound on his face was not so painful.

This thousand spearmen were collected by Yang Shihou from the battlefield, and there were Praetorian Guards like himself, the Shence Army, and the Hezhong Army.

It's all hard bones that won't give up.

"Don't panic, Your Majesty is watching you behind you, and Datang is also watching you." Yang Shihou's voice was calm and powerful.

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The panicked men at the front of the horses suddenly stood up, and the cold and glittering spear tips terrified them, as well as the cavalry on horseback.

But the great inertia still carried them into the spear array.

However, this time it was different from before, each spear was held by two people, the galloping war horse did not crash into the spear array, and the spears with oblique fingers intertwined with each other, bearing the impact of the enemy horse.

The continuous cavalry crashed into the spear array, and the screams of the horses and cavalry came, disturbing the cavalry behind, and the speed unconsciously weakened.

And the cavalry had no impact and almost no threat to the spear array.

Li Jiyun was furious, and a thousand-person spear array actually stopped him?

After so many years, it is the first time I have encountered it in the northwest.

He was furious, but what made him even more angry was the cowardice of his subordinates!

"Kill!" He stepped out of the crowd, rushed into the spear formation first, brandished a heavy spear with the thickness of a child's arm, and swung away several spears in front of him, but saw that in the spear array, a general was holding a spear and looking at him with a sneer.

"Die!" He roared again, and the heavy spear stabbed head-on with the power of his horsepower.