Chapter 502: Entering the Battle

Qin Ke rode a horse not far behind the two, although the voices of the two were not loud, but the art of wind vision was the world's thaumaturgy, which could amplify people's hearing to a very terrifying level, so naturally they would not fail to hear the conversation between the two.

"The world is like this, what can be done?" Qin Ke repeated Zhang Jiuxin's words, and thought of Wang Xuanwei's explanation to him and Abu that night, and felt a little depressed for a while, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Don't think about it, you can't do anything. He patted his cheek, trying to cheer himself up.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at this team of tens of thousands of people from afar, the black armor of one color was majestic, spreading from the front of the queue to the end of the road, like a surging black tide, but who knows, they are also helpless?

They have no direction to go except forward. Maybe this is the fate of everyone in the world, even if there is an iron-blooded battlefield ahead, or a raging fire, even if there is death and no life, they can only watch themselves approach step by step.

Immediately after that, the people died, perhaps not even a single steamed bun, and the crows clinged to their carcass, fighting for their flesh and blood, making a quacking sound, and the banner under the remnant sun finally fell.

In this way, they are no different from the victims on the way to escape the famine.

At this moment, a herald in black armor on a black war horse and a black armor galloped towards the back of the queue with a military flag, and his roar was majestic and loud.

"The general has an order! The whole army should pass through Xiaoshan as quickly as possible and break through the Tang army's defense line!"

Qin Ke's body shook suddenly, he opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, a wave of cheers had completely engulfed him.

The Mo cavalry who had traveled this way had long been tired of avoiding the battle in the past few days, the restless blood in their bodies needed to be vented, and the brand-new saber on their waists also needed to be unsheathed, and as they vigorously wound the arrows on their crossbows, the sound of iron hooves suddenly rumbled on the mountain road like the thunder before a thunderstorm.

Wang Nan laughed hideously, his face flushed and he looked extremely excited, and as his hand slapped on the horse's buttocks, the horse's head rose high.

He shouted: "Let Lao Tzu keep up! If anyone falls, Lao Tzu will beat him to death!"

The crowd laughed and responded, and the whole team suddenly accelerated, and tens of thousands of cavalry, with cheerful laughter and impassioned feelings, continued to move forward in the billowing smoke and dust, as if they were not going to a battlefield, but a banquet full of wine and meat.

The saber reflected the sunlight and illuminated Qin Ke's somewhat melancholy eyes.

"Sure enough, it's Xiaoshan. On a high hillside, Xiang Chu quietly listened to Li Wu's report and nodded slightly, although on the surface, he seemed indifferent, but Li Wu could sense that the light in his eyes seemed to be brighter, with a little eagerness.

"Yes...... That's what you do best, and even if it's a combination, you can easily see the flaws. Xiang Chu said softly, obviously there was no one in front of him, but he seemed to be talking to Wang Xuanwei face to face as if he was far away.

"Doesn't the general send reinforcements?" Li Yu stood behind Xiang Chu, his posture respectful, since the defeat in Jinzhou, he has also changed a lot, at least for now, he respects Xiang Chu from the bottom of his heart, not just a pretended courtesy.

This place seems to be huge, but in fact it is extremely detailed.

First of all, it is not easy to anticipate Wang Xuanwei's movements, although the 10,000-strong cavalry is mighty and the movement is not small, but Wang Xuanwei's old way of using troops is unimaginable to everyone in the Tang Army.

Li Yu had sent nearly forty scouts, but none of them allowed him to judge Wang Xuanwei's movements, but he also lost six routes.

The Tang army has besieged Xingzhou for some days, and after cutting off the water veins upstream, the city of Xingzhou has already become a hell on earth, the people can't drink a sip of water, and the government and military camps occupy the only remaining wells in the city, relying on sharp blades and death to maintain the situation, but they don't know how long they can hold out.

The entire northeast direction of the Mo family, from Xingzhou to Jinzhou, can be said to have been controlled by the Tang army.

But Wang Xuanwei was able to magnificently lead tens of thousands of troops to wander around like a ghost.

From this point, he also saw the helplessness and unpredictable changes of the allied forces of the countries back then, which was the terrible thing about Wang Xuanwei's use of troops, if it weren't for this, why would the allied forces of all countries be played by Wang Xuanwei in the palm of his hand or even broken by each other?

And Xiang Chu just sat in the camp tent and looked at the map hanging on the shelf, but he could guess that Wang Xuanwei would make a detour to Cangqingling to raid Cangjun, the third granary of the Tang army, which led to today's huge encirclement.

But a simple siege is clearly not enough.

The reason why Wang Xuanwei will go to Cangqing Ridge is not only because the surprise attack from this mountain road can be surprised, but also because from the Cangqing Mountain area, the mountains are undulating for hundreds of miles, and the roads are intricate.

It's like a cat trying to catch a rat scurrying around in a messy warehouse.

An army of 120,000 sounds like a lot, but once the troops are divided around, a team is only 20,000 or 30,000 people, and the Mo family cavalry under the command of Wang Xuanwei is equipped with black cavalry, and its sharpness is no less than that of the elite cavalry.

If you really make up your mind to break out of the encirclement from one of the infantry, all your efforts will be turned into flowing water, not to mention the empty consumption of the army's food and grass, maybe Wang Xuanwei will seize the opportunity because of this, and only one fierce blow is needed, and the Tang army will inevitably suffer a lot of losses.

In the end, it is a real saint, Wang Xuanwei's name, I don't know how much blood and fire tempering it contains, it is by no means a waste of fame, if anyone dares to despise him, they will use a painful failure to re-recognize this person.

Li Yu thought of his initial contempt for Wang Xuanwei, and felt a little ashamed in his heart for a while.

Xiang Chu didn't pay attention to how many thoughts Li Mo behind him had turned at this moment, or he didn't care about the feelings of the people around him at all.

"Support? He played with the weapon in his hand, a halberd with its curved flanks and spikes at the top, and its length was terrifying.

Originally, Xiang Chu could be called a big man with his height, but when he stood up with this halberd, the halberd head surpassed him by more than one.

This halberd, which is nearly a zhang, is cast with King Kong, and the craftsmen of the Tang Kingdom have worked hard for more than six years, weighing three hundred and eighty pounds, even if it is a young man holding him, he is tired enough, let alone wielding him as a blade.

But Xiang Chu can, and can even dance this halberd like a wild dragon, and the sound of the wind resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Among the few rare attempts in Xiang Chuping's life, Li Yu had only seen it once, but he was already deeply shocked: in just one round, the halberd split the sixteen long knives of the masters in the army, and even the power attached to them shocked those masters who lay on the bed and couldn't move for nearly three months.

Li Mo thought to himself that with his realm as a little grandmaster, he might not be able to bear Xiang Chu's halberd head-on.

Take out this halberd, proving that Xiang Chu no longer intends to keep his hands, this time the battle with Wang Xuanwei must be fought heartily, and you will be separated from each other.

"The order goes down. Xiang Chu laughed, the laughter was wild, and the power of his breath was so great that the canopy on the side was tumbling up and down uneasily, and the tip of the halberd head trembled slightly.

"Let Xuanjia ride heavily and feed the horses, and eat half full, this farce should also end. ”

While Xiang Chu was speaking, the battle at the foot of Xiaoshan was already in full swing, the soldiers were holding swords in their hands, and between the churning, it was like an iron tide, and the flesh and blood that burst out and the smoke and dust that had fallen down on the war horses were intertwined in the air, and there were the miserable howls of people and the sorrowful roars of war horses everywhere.

"Kill, kill, scatter them!" Wang Nan's eyes flashed with blood-red light, his leather armor had already been wet with sweat, and every time he gasped in his mouth, the white mist was like a sharp arrow, and as he turned sideways slightly, the saber in his hand flashed, and the head of a Tang army rose to the sky.

Seeing that their own generals were so brave, the Mo cavalry naturally scrambled to be the first, constantly slashing their horses, and a group of black cavalry was like a sharp blade, penetrating straight into the enemy's formation, and the Tang army's hastily organized formation was torn apart.

Subsequently, the two teams of cavalry led by Qin Ke and Abu were also outflanked from both flanks, and the two salvos of crossbows were like black raindrops, even if the Tang army struggled to set up a shield to resist, but a large number of them fell.

"Kill!" Qin Ke let out a low shout, and the Bodhisattva sword in his hand was already out of its sheath.

At the same time, the 1,000 cavalry behind him in a sharp array received orders, and the saber that had been pressed on his waist for a long time finally showed a cold edge at this moment, and the war horse rampaged from the flank, all the way straight into the enemy formation, and the blood rushed to the sky.

These days, Qin Ke's injuries have been healed, and his strength has basically recovered, in such a battle formation, although he seems small, he is so powerful.

In front of him, there was almost no enemy, and between the swing of the Bodhisattva's sword, seven people were killed in a row, all of them killed with one sword.

Qi and blood were constantly raging in his body, Qin Ke rushed all the way, and he also felt that there was chaos in front of him, and it was obvious that the sword was extremely accurate, but he couldn't see the faces of those people clearly.

He seems to just follow instinct, raise his hand, draw his sword, kill, and raise his hand again, draw his sword......

Only Crimson.