Liu Yu's reaction this time was very fast, and after getting the news, he immediately sent the fast horse of Zhonglang Hu Wufu to Shao Ying, urging him to march as soon as possible, defeat the enemy in front of him, and "pull the back of the mulberry", and Gou Xi one south and one north, flanking the thief army.

After Hu Wufuzhi passed on the order, he had to continue to supervise the battle, and he couldn't leave, so he kept crying and sighing.

No one cared about his mood, and tens of thousands of troops were non-stop, marching all the way east, looking for an opportunity to fight a decisive battle.

……

July 18 was a cloudy day with a slight drizzle.

This kind of rainy weather will not hinder the movement of cavalry, nor will it affect the use of bows and crossbows, and it is very cool, which is really a good weather for fighting.

Li Le climbed a tree and stood on the trembling branches, watching the enemy.

On the distant horizon, houses are scattered and fields are golden.

A little closer, it's a dirt slope that's not too high. On both sides of the slope are large barren meadows.

Suddenly, a large flag was planted on the dirt slope, hunting and flying in the south wind.

Li Le was startled, and subconsciously looked behind the soil slope, and his face suddenly became solemn.

Between the gray houses and the golden fields, a silver torrent appeared.

Dozens of people at the front, dressed in heavy armor and armed with long-handled axes.

One hundred and ten people in the back grabbed the bow in their hands and stuck a long knife in their backs.

Behind them, the silver torrent became more and more turbulent, overwhelming, and the jungle of spears stretched as far as the eye could see, as if it had suddenly grown out of the field.

The drums kept sounding, and a strong killing intent came from the wind.

Li Le twisted his body, and the branches seemed to be overwhelmed, almost disconnected.

"Boom ......" In the barren grass closest to him, a dense sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

Before he could react, the tall barren grass was shattered, and the tall horse appeared in his eyes.

One, two...... Ten horses, one hundred horses......

As if by magic, groups of cavalry rushed out of the weeds.

They did not carry long-pole weapons, but they wore armor, crossbow machines on their waists, and long swords on their backs, and their movements did not pause at all, and they rushed towards the more than 1,000 rebel infantry soldiers who were arranging in front of them.

Before Li Le could react, there was a tremor of the earth in the northwest and southwest directions.

He stood on tiptoe and looked over, but saw hundreds of light horsemen coming from both sides, either holding halberds or horn bows, in dense formation, and with a relaxed attitude, as if they had long been familiar with cavalry fighting.

"Blow the trumpet, march into the army." Li Le's heart was in a hurry, and as soon as the words came out, he only heard a "snort", the branch was completely broken, Li Le's buttocks hit the ground, and he fell into a mess.

"Get on the horse and fight, quick!" Li Legu couldn't rub his buttocks, and ordered loudly.

Someone fights faster than they do!

300 soldiers dismounted a hundred paces in front of the enemy's formation, and then divided into 20 men to collect their horses, and the remaining 270 soldiers quickly lined up in a neat line, holding crossbow machines, and shooting forward.

The bolts burst through the air, shooting a huge gap directly into the enemy's less rigid formation.

There was an uproar and commotion in the ranks of the enemy troops.

Chang Cang put the crossbow machine back under the saddle, then drew his heavy sword and yelled: "Charge!" ”

Two hundred and seventy people drew their long swords in unison, lined up in a tight formation again, and ran quickly in small steps to meet the enemy.

There was no commotion in the formation, only heavy wheezing and the clanging of nail leaves, and occasionally one or two commands, which were also officers reminding the soldiers to pay attention to the formation.

Chang Cang takes the lead and is brave.

Left and right, people kept speeding up their pace, trying to overtake him.

Although there are less than 300 people, the momentum is compelling, and the killing intent is soaring.

The formation of more than 1,000 rebels was shot by crossbow arrows first, and this will not recover, and when they saw the officers and soldiers on the opposite side abandon their crossbows and hold swords, they rushed to kill, and they were a little panicked.

"Whoosh!" A sparse array of arrows was fired.

The charging soldiers bowed their heads slightly, allowing the arrows to pass by.

They were within fifty paces.

The enemy fires another wave of arrows.

Chang Cang rushed to the front, the sound of breaking the air in his ears continued, and not a single arrow fell on him. Behind him, there was a muffled grunt one after another.

If the heavens don't accept me, what else is there to fear?

Chang Cang had a hideous smile on his face, quickened his pace, and his wheezing sound became heavier and heavier.

The faces of the enemy soldiers were even faintly visible.

They're panicking, they're scared, they're vulnerable.

Twenty steps, ten steps......

Chang Cang's face became more and more flushed, and he roared with two or three arrows stuck in his body, slashed left and right, swung away the two spears that stabbed over, ravaged up, and crashed directly into the enemy soldiers.

"Click!" The pleasant sound of the neck snapping sounded, and blood rushed to the sky, and the face was covered with mush.

But that didn't stop him.

The stinking blood was like an accelerant, and it ignited all the killing intent in his heart with a bang.

The long sword slashed mercilessly, and the stump and severed arm flew wildly.

The follow-up government soldiers rushed up, and the heavy swords slashed together, as if destroying the withering and decaying, directly breaking through the blockade of the righteous army.

After only one battle, more than 1,000 people couldn't stand such a ferocious style of play, and were directly dispersed.

Li Le drove left and right with a thousand cavalry, and was fighting repeatedly with the Xiao cavalry army, when he suddenly heard that the rebel army was defeated, and he had no will to fight at the moment, so he directly asked people to wave the flag and retreat backwards.

The skirmish began and ended in such a hurry, as if it had never happened.

But there was no pretense of corpses and blood all over the ground, and there was indeed a short but fierce battle here, with no less than a thousand dead, and now it was over.

But this so-called end may only be the beginning of a larger battle.

******

Li Le hurriedly withdrew to the station, and he didn't have time to count the number of people, so he said directly to Lu Ping: "Quick, they are chasing after you." ”

Lu Ping was first surprised, then rejoiced, and asked, "It's so fast, I thought they would lead me to a deep ditch and a high base." ”

Li Le looked at Lu Ping's happy expression, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What? Something is wrong? Lu Ping smiled and asked.

"The officers and soldiers are a little difficult." Li Le said truthfully: "They have five hundred horsemen, good riding skills, excellent equipment, and dare to fight." ”

"What?" Lu Ping was a little surprised: "Can the official army still have you as good as you?" ”

"It's not as good as us, but it's not easy to deal with either." Li Le took a deep breath, did not hide it at all, nor did he conceal or exaggerate it in the slightest: "Our son, born on a horse, all kinds of skills are not comparable to the officers and soldiers, if you take some time and open the distance, I am sure that this official army cavalry will be severely damaged or even encircled and annihilated." But they are good at frontal killing, very brave, if there is no advantage, it is really difficult to control them, so they withdrew. ”

One is good at frontal charge, the other is good at guerrilla cavalry shooting, each has its own strengths, Li Le really didn't tell a lie.

If the field is wide enough, without ditches, woods, or houses, and can be sufficiently distanced to go around in circles, he can play these forbidden cavalry to death.

But in reality, there is no such ideal venue, rushing to rush, always encounter obstacles, have to turn, lose speed, and then be caught by the cavalry who are good at hand-to-hand charge, and rushed with one blow.

To put it bluntly, horse bandits are good at slippery head battles and like to play mounted archery like the steppe people, after all, the head-on confrontation between cavalry is too much of a test of courage and organization.

"Where's the infantry army?" Lu Ping asked subconsciously.

In fact, he already has the answer in his mind, but he still wants to confirm it again.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come back." Li Le said.

Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's okay, it's a bait, and if you die, you'll die." I want to see who suffers and who takes advantage of the attack. ”

After speaking, he looked at Li Le and said, "In this way, the officers and soldiers will be able to arrive in the afternoon." I will let the sons and daughters eat some water, recuperate their energy, and wait for the Shao thieves to come and kill them in a battle. ”

"General Lu." Li Le thought for a while and suggested: "When arranging the troops, I am a little worried about putting the old brothers in front. ”

"Huh?" Lu Ping was a little surprised and asked, "Are the officers and soldiers very brave?" ”

Li Le directly said the official and military fighting style he saw in a glimpse.

After hearing this, Lu Ping pondered for a long time, and muttered: "The infantry carries crossbows and swords, and rides on horseback......

There are not many hundreds, but when the battle is raging, riding horses on the battlefield is much faster than the two legs of the infantry.

Lu Ping has also fought a lot of battles, and he knows very well that when the array is in the field, the fighters are fleeting, if you are targeted by a group of mounted infantry, when you have no time to adjust, you will suddenly rush and drill in along the gap, I am afraid that it will be a big deal!

"Can you disperse this group?" He raised his head, looked at Li Le, and asked.

"I try." Li Le knew very well that this would not be the time to preserve his strength, and said angrily: "When the battle is about to come, if the officers and soldiers come to this trick again, I will spend a lot of money and help you disperse them." ”

"Good!" Lu Ping slapped his thigh and said, "That's it." At that time, I will personally lead my old brother to kill, winning is winning, and losing is losing. His grandmother's, the general insisted that I learn Shile and use what kind of brain to fight. Now it seems that it is not so easy to use, so I simply fought with them. ”

If you can fight hard, everything will be fine.

can't fight, they have long been used to it, just run away, and throw the mess to the general to worry about.

The two of them had decided on a plan and began to work separately.

Li Le led the cavalry to feed and wash the horses, and find a place to ambush.

Lu Ping went to talk to the generals one by one and readjust the deployment.

After so many battles, everyone is no longer a chick, and slowly summed up a set of methods that suit them, and improved them step by step.

People always improve.

Last year, the city of Ye was attacked and suffered heavy losses.

This year's attack on Yecheng has resulted in much better performance.

Schler always said that what they lacked most now was time to reorganize their troops.

As long as there is a year or two of good training, and the experience they have accumulated in various places is thoroughly studied and thoroughly analyzed, and transformed into combat effectiveness, then the whole army will usher in a radical change.

Damn, Shile really has a bit of a doorway, but what is lacking now is time. The officers and soldiers marched forward step by step, not giving them a chance to breathe at all.

In the afternoon, the big flag appeared in the field to the west, like a talisman, and was inserted on a small earthen bag.

Under the banner of the word "Shao" fluttering in the wind, dense silver warriors drilled out, one team after another, standing all over the post roads, villages and fields.

The big flag on the dirt bag slowly moved, and more than 100 rode down the high slope, first turning horizontally, as if observing the terrain and the enemy's situation.

Soon, they rushed towards this side, and the leading golden-armored general was holding a thick horse lance, majestic and proud.