Qishan Hou Yi only suffered a small loss, but the battle situation was urgent, so the first military report only had a few words indicating that Zheng army reinforcements were coming.

In the second military report, Hou Yi of Qishan said how fierce Zheng Jun's forward was, which fascinated Ono Hayatake.

This thing has a small setback, and the mentality has collapsed?

It shouldn't be!

He could be sure that within three hundred miles of Qingcheng to the west, there was only this 5,000-strong Xiaozhou army.

Even if it is the strongest army of Zheng State, there are only more than 5,000 people, how can 80,000 people not be able to stop it?

In fact, it's not that more than 80,000 people can't stop it, but more than 8,000 people can't stop it.

As soon as the Marquis of Qishan got the news when the Xiaozhou army was still more than sixty miles away, he hurriedly convened the generals to discuss the matter.

Most of the generals thought that the Zheng army was in a hurry, only 5,000 vanguards, and they could swallow the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses they had gathered, which would not only boost morale but also shock the follow-up army of the Zheng army.

There is nothing wrong with the idea.

In the end, the Marquis of Qi Shan ordered more than 50,000 people to be mobilized from all over the world to try to fight a beautiful battle of annihilation with absolute superiority, while he himself personally led 8,000 elites to prepare to seize the danger.

Qi Shanhou was full of confidence, and his subordinates were also gearing up, thinking that the time had come to divide the meat. The spies made it very clear that there were nearly 20,000 horses for five or six thousand men, and almost every soldier had a special horse to carry equipment, which was shocking at a glance.

The generals of the Jing army rushed back and grinned at their subordinates, making sure to capture more equipment and horses of the Zheng army, as for the people, they were all military merits, and they should not be captured.

Qishan Hou led 8,000 elites to walk less than five miles before he was reported by the spies, and a group of Zheng troops about 100 horsemen came out of the formation and came towards his side, about five miles away.

From the moment the Marquis of Qishan received the report from the army, the agreed plan was not even an hour, and the army marched for another half an hour.

So Zheng Jun advanced thirty or forty miles in an hour? So you can travel nearly 100 miles in a day?

That's fast enough for an army.

The speed of the march of the army is also a manifestation of strength, if it is not the elite of the elite, how can it travel hundreds of miles in a day.

The Marquis of Qishan had seen a big battle, and immediately sent five hundred cavalry to attack.

Even if the five hundred cavalry can't eat the more than 100 people before the Zheng army's large army comes up, it will be more than enough to drag it out and defeat it.

Qi Shan Hou Yi thinks that he has given his opponent absolute attention.

But in less than two quarters of an hour, the five hundred horsemen were defeated.

This speed shocked many generals of the Jing Army.

Behind the rout, dozens of horsemen, Zheng Jun were brandishing the straight knife in his hand, shouting and chasing and killing.

Zheng Jun is crazy?

Even if they defeated several times the opponent, just a few dozen people would dare to attack the military formation of nearly 10,000 people?

Seeing this scene, he immediately dispatched 1,000 spearmen to form a ten-man deep gun formation, and urgently dispatched archers to shoot at the position.

This operation was also smooth, and the Zheng army that charged was exactly the one who had just been given the surname Zheng, or should be called He Ye.

Eager to perform, Kano crushed the enemy vanguard with a devastating charge, and at this moment it was the morale that was strong, and the momentum of thinking he was invincible was waving his hand.

The actions of Jing Jun in front of him made him feel a little sure in his heart, this reaction speed can be regarded as okay even in the fourth battalion.

In the face of the charge of the Zheng army's heavily armored iron cavalry, it is enough to adjust the formation so quickly, which is enough to be called well-trained.

But the soldiers of Xiaozhou are all armored, and they are afraid of something.

"Repeater!"

He Ye shouted on his horse, took off his sideways repeater and pointed forward.

The dozens of officers and soldiers of the Xiaozhou Army behind him also made the same move, which was an inevitable blow before breaking the formation.

"Put!"

He Ye took the lead in pulling the motive, and I don't know how many times this kind of training has been experienced, and everyone already knows it.

A crossbow arrow with a Weng roar appeared in the sight of Jing Jun so abruptly.

Yusabo has never seen this kind of situation, but in addition to taking the lead on the battlefield, generals need to make correct judgments and minimize losses in a timely manner, in addition to boosting morale, so as to be qualified.

Obviously, Qu Zuobo should be qualified.

"Raise your shield! Raise your shield! ”

"Spearman pulls his gun!"

Most of the Jingjun's shields were made of bamboo or rattan, and only a few were covered with cowhide and iron.

This type of shield has good toughness and is acceptable for defense against crossbows, but it is not durable.

However, there were only dozens of people in the Xiaozhou army charging into battle, and even if each person shot a crossbow box, there were only more than a thousand crossbow arrows, and the Jing army was not worried about defending at all.

Commander Jing grabbed his hand and waved nervously, some of the crossbow arrows were scattered on the ground, and the rest were tied to the shield below, and only a few crossbow arrows drilled into the gap to complete a little damage to the Jing army.

He Ye was wild but not reckless, seeing that the first wave of attacks was blocked, he immediately showed off his operation in front of Jing Jun, and everyone rushed to Jing Jun and turned their horses' heads, narrowly avoiding Jing Jun's spear, and put a few arrows in his hand, which brought a wave of heartbeat to Jing Jun.

The archers under the command of Zobo were still colored, but they couldn't break the armor, and they didn't leave a single Zheng army.

This finally made Qi Shanhou pay attention to it, this Zheng Jun was far from the opponent he had encountered before.

Thinking of the army in the rear, the Marquis of Qi Shan decided to hold on to this place for the time being, and scattered a large number of probing horses to reconnoiter the enemy.

Most of the generals of the Jing Army were shocked in their hearts, and everyone quarreled with each other, some were in favor of holding on to the same place, some thought that the main force should be mobilized to take the initiative to attack, and some thought that it was necessary to retreat appropriately to lure the enemy into depth, and the quarrel made Qi Shanhou have a headache.

The Jing army had no result, but the Zheng army had already begun to move.

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves shook the earth, and this time it was not just the momentum of more than a hundred cavalrymen.

The faces of the generals of the Jing Army changed drastically, and they walked out of the big tent one after another.

Some spies rushed over in horror to report, and the whole army of Zheng Jun attacked.

How did Zheng Jun do it in such a short period of time?

Now they don't talk about trenches, they haven't dug a few pits, and the whole camp is a mess.

"Everyone immediately regrouped, put down everything, and immediately lined up! Bring my horse quickly. ”

The last sentence was addressed to the guards behind him.

In case of war, the Lord will take the lead to boost morale.

It is impossible for the Marquis of Qishan to be frightened by the small defeat of five hundred people.

The various departments of the Jing Army began to operate rapidly, after all, after so many years of fighting, the elite quality is still there.

At the front, Yuzobo only had time to build some simple horse-repellent fortifications and dig a shallow ditch.

Hundreds of pikemen were newly transferred to the gun array, and nearly two thousand spears flashed with cold light and aimed at the front.

The archers in the rear re-nailed the marker arrows according to the order, and the red tail feathers staggered in front of them to form a red and striking line of death.

Zheng Jun soon came into view, and hundreds of war horses rushed up with their hooves, and the armor on their bodies was a cold color peculiar to metal.

But the horses were empty, there were no knights.

Yuzobo frowned and charged with his horse?

Without the knight's control, the war horse still dares to attack the gun array? Do you really think that the head of this gun is rubbing so brightly just to shake your eyes?

Isn't it stupid?

Stupid nature no.

Each horse was blindfolded, and there were lightly armed dead men hiding on the side of the horse's belly, constantly waving their whips to ensure that the horse's impact was in a controllable direction.

At this moment, Yuzobo didn't have time to react at all, so he could only shout loudly over and over again, his palms sweating nervously, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes to stare at the war horse that was getting closer and more crazy.

The temporary set of the rejection horse played some role, the first rushed war horse crashed headlong, the rejection of the horse fell apart, even if the war horse has heavy armor under the high-speed impact, it was still shattered internal organs, did not run a few steps and fell, the rear of the war horse had to dodge and rolled to the ground, so a wave of at least a dozen war horses let out a wail.

But more horses rushed through the rejecting line and rushed headlong into the infantry ranks of the Jing army.

The war horse and the armor are thousands of catties, and the huge impact force directly broke the spear of the Jing army, and the soldiers in the front of the Jing army were even more knocked into the air.

In just a few breaths, the spear line that Zobosin had painstakingly organized was dashed.

The price to be paid to block the charge of the heavy cavalry with manpower made Yuzohiro tremble.

Standing at the rear of the military formation, Zobo constantly commanded the pikemen to fill the holes, and the heavily armored iron cavalry that lost its speed and space also lost its combat effectiveness.

The war horse fell into the crowd, and in panic, it flew wildly on all fours, but it was impossible to escape the fate of being stabbed to death by random guns.

But the dying wail of the war horse seemed to be a prelude to another death.

The more violent and shocking sound of the war horse hitting the ground appeared in the ears of the soldiers of the Jing Army.

The Xiaozhou Army is divided into two battalions of heavy armor and light armor, and what appears at this moment is the light armored cavalry of the Xiaozhou Army.

Although it is a light armored cavalry, it is also relatively speaking, and the protection of the light armored cavalry of the Xiaozhou Army is also not weak.

Seeing this, Sabo couldn't take care of the chaos that had not yet subsided, and hurriedly transferred troops to fill the gap.

He had lost more than three hundred pikemen in that charge.

The archer didn't care about his numb arm, and spilled the arrows in his hand as fast as he could.

But the speed of the Xiao Zhou army was obviously faster, the same order, the same action, but this wave was the real rain of arrows, thousands of crossbow arrows rose in waves, covering the sky in the sight of the Jing army, and then turned into black dots and fell towards the Jing army formation with Weng Ming.

The crossbow bolt took advantage of the situation and easily pierced the bamboo armor on the spearman of the Jing army.

The archers in the rear did not have the cover of a shield and suffered more losses, and for a time wails rang out.

Yu Zuobo's eyes turned red when he saw it, and Zheng Jun's soldiers were so good.

It's clear that bullying people.

"Everyone retreated behind the corpse of Zheng Jun's war horse!"

Yuzobo is still trying to make a final effort, if Zheng Jun can easily break through the front line, then this formation will be very dangerous.

Some of the soldiers turned and retreated a few steps, and some of the corpses were thrown in front of them quickly, forming an improvised line of defense.

The battlefield was noisy, and he could not guarantee that all the people would hear his orders and reach the position before the arrival of the Zheng cavalry. Those who can't reach it can only work hard to become cannon fodder.

Is it cruel and ruthless?

But the battlefield has always been a merciless purgatory.

Some soldiers in the front row noticed the movement behind them and were so frightened that they were about to run backwards, but before they could take two steps away, they were nailed to the ground by an arrow in the hands of their comrades.

As a result, the formation of the Jing army in the front row began to disperse, and this panic of being abandoned made all the courage disappear without a trace in an instant.

The general of the Zheng army who charged was called Jiao Zizhen, a native of Jianzhou, the current brigade rate of the B battalion of the Xiaozhou army, a man who came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, was transferred to the Xiaozhou army for less than a year, and he was also the only brigade commander in the Xiaozhou army who had nothing to do with the royal family, and it was the time to prove himself urgently. Jing Jun's performance was within his expectations, and Jiao Zizhen secretly rejoiced in his heart, and the time for meritorious service had finally arrived.

The cold light on the straight knife is pressing, but in Jiao Zizhen's eyes, it is so gratifying.

The charging Zheng cavalry pointed the spear in his hand at the back of the Jing soldier and stabbed it with a cruel smile, and the inertia brought by the war horse easily pierced the body of the enemy soldier, and then wrapped and penetrated the enemy soldier in front.

Almost every spear was strung with a gourd.

The soldiers of the Xiaozhou army skillfully spread their hands, pulled out the straight knife at their waists, and then held it horizontally under their right arm with their backhands.

You don't need to use your hand to fight your horse to help cut open the enemy's neck.

However, the expected killing did not occur, and although the Jing army suffered casualties, it was far less than expected.

Jiao Zizhen was a little annoyed, how could these damn Jingren not grow as tall as horses.

The war horse instinctively jumped up when it encountered an obstacle, and then slammed it on the ground, crushing a few Jing soldiers.

The terrible wail echoed in Qu Zuobo's eyes and ears, and although this competent Jingjun Fanzuo was restrained enough, he still couldn't stop his trembling legs and his subordinates who had begun to lose some control.

Qu Zuobo was puzzled, the soldiers under his command were also considered good elites in the entire Jing Army, and he himself was a well-known descendant of a military family, and there were few who could become Fanzuo in their early twenties, but why was he so vulnerable at the moment.

It's not that I can't wait, it's just that the enemy army is too strong!