Chapter 113: Sealing the Wolf Juxu and Stepping on the Golden Tent (5)
The eyes of the barbarian high priest Yin Yu stared at the old man Qiu tightly, and his keen perception probed that he couldn't see the realm of that person, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.
The remaining eleven acolytes behind him were on the verge of rage, as if they were about to rush out and tear apart those blasphemous sinners in the next moment, but the high priest still raised his cane to stop their movements, and after calming down, there was an inexplicable flow of emotion in his eyes.
On the battlefield,
The charging heavy armored iron cavalry was unstoppable, and in less than a stick of incense, it easily broke through the three lines of defense composed of more than 10,000 barbarian infantry, and the heavy armored iron cavalry could not even find a complete corpse where it passed.
Fear is contagious,
What's more, these are just ordinary barbarian foot soldiers,
They are a rabble of tribes brought together,
It's okay when you have a good fight,
It's like when they went south many years ago, they bullied the former northern border army or the county soldiers who had never seen blood to the bone, and they could even exert twelve points of strength, and they could easily crush the past with their bloody courage and strong physique.
But only by virtue of blood bravery, once you meet the decline,
There will be a rupture,
When they found that all their attacks had no effect, some people in the queue began to panic, standing in place with their weapons in their hands, and unwitting brutes from behind.
"Devil!"
Someone in the barbarian ranks shouted an obscure word in horror and began to flee to the rear, but when they turned around, they found that all their back path was blocked by their former companions.
Pushing, screaming, fearing.
But the heavily armored iron knights will not stop because of their fear, through the cold iron helmet you will find that those knights do not even blink their eyes, it is a kind of indifference that goes deep into the bone marrow, it can also be said to be a disregard for life.
Someone raised his knife and fell behind his companion's back,
There is blood splattered,
Looking at the puzzled gaze of his companion when he fell to the ground, he returned to a fierce gaze, and he was helpless in the face of the cavalry wrapped in iron armor, he just wanted to live, but you blocked his retreat so you had to die.
Xu Xian just looked at it coldly,
These days, marching and fighting have taught me a truth, you don't need to completely annihilate the enemy on the battlefield to achieve victory, you just need to crush the past so that the enemy can't see hope, and you can crush the enemy's morale.
When the Liangzhou Iron Rider behind him can crush over,
Once the battle loss of the ordinary army exceeds 5 percent, it will be defeated, even if the barbarians with rough skin and thick flesh are not afraid of death, once the battle loss exceeds 20 percent, they will be afraid.
Horses go like the wind, arrows fall like rain,
The Liangzhou light cavalry on both wings, with the belly of the horse between the legs, relied on exquisite archery skills, constantly pulling the bow and shooting arrows to shoot the fleeing barbarians, and when the barbarian foot soldier was shot into a plug by the dense arrow rain and fell backwards, it became the last straw that crushed the camel.
The shield soldiers on both wings directly dropped the shields in their hands and began to disperse, and when the panicked rebel army retreated, the barbarians rushing up from the rear blocked their way.
The heavily armored iron rider behind him has already crashed into it,
The heavy human wall also can't stop the momentum of the charge,
The lives of the barbarians were trampled on as easily as Kusaosuke, and at this moment, the remaining three thousand red-clothed and black-armored guards also put the longbow in their hands on the side of the horse, and the iron halberd in their hands waved.
After the heavy armor iron horse tore through the formation,
Light riding is faster to harvest.
When approaching the rear of the Chinese army,
But the light riders on both sides slowed down,
It gave the brute infantry a glimmer of hope for life, and the desire to survive forced them to take their last breath and rush towards the rear of the army, like wolves driving lambs to flee to their own ranks.
......
Rear of the Liangzhou army,
Huyan Erdan looked at the Sikong Xingxing who fled in a hurry like a monkey and was slightly stunned for a moment, the shouting and killing sound on the battlefield resounded in the sky like a mountain and a tsunami, most of the barbarian Chinese army was the direct army of the Golden Horde Court and the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry encountered head-on, although they were defeated, but the number was indeed to cover a lot, and there was no chaos for a while, and now it is in a white-hot state.
Only the flank close to the Golden Horde had already been routed, and tens of thousands of people were driven by more than 4,000 cavalry and crashed into the rear of the Chinese army.
The horror in Huyanerdan's eyes was undisguised,
The sound of clenching the fried beans with both hands came, and without hesitating and decisively putting aside the idea of chasing and killing seriously injured and escaping away from the sky, he stepped on the dry and hard grass and suddenly rushed straight to the rear of his army.
From afar, a figure rolled like a wild bull,
Kick up countless smoke and dust,
During this period, whoever stood in front of him was easily knocked away.
......
"High Priest, you can't be dragging it out!"
"Although those barbarians don't have the same devout beliefs as them, they are also the people of the barbarian gods!" Zhang Yuanfu looked at the scene in front of him and knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, and pointed to the god servants around him and shouted.
"High Priest, if you really look at it coldly......
Zhang Yuanfu also understood the worry in the high priest's heart, the enemy who fought from the rear all the way was very strong, and once the god servant was allowed to play, he would inevitably suffer heavy losses.
I took a step back last time,
When he promised to set foot on the boundary of Liangzhou, the priest who only believed in the divine power listened to the orders of the royal court, but it was also independent, so this time the strength in his hands was being damaged, and the authority of the barbarian god would be completely reduced to the accessory of the royal power, and there was no possibility of turning over.
"High Priest!"
Zhang Yuanfu spoke again.
"Beat the drums!"
The chief priest sighed, glanced at Zhang Yuanfu meaningfully, and then crutched the ground, leaving only the four god attendants to protect him, and the remaining seven god attendants landed from the high platform and walked quickly in the direction of the iron cavalry charge, their legs landing on the ground and galloping away like fierce beasts.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Zhang Yuanfu rolled up his sleeves and swung the drum hammer with the strength of milk.
The high priest looked at Qiu Qianzhang who was calmly in the distance with deep eyes, and was slightly stunned, he thought that it was impossible for His Royal Highness Liangzhou to be without a master beside him, but whether it was the one-armed man with a knife or the black-clothed swordsman with a sword, he could see the depth.
But the old man on the other side is really elusive,
If you look closely, His Royal Highness Liangzhou can't see the realm clearly,
"Well, in that case, it's safer!"
The high priest thought lightly, bit the tip of his tongue, and blood flowed out, and a mouthful sprayed onto the black crutches, and countless blood rays rose up, pulling out seven strands of blood like a thin veil in mid-air and falling on the seven god servants who charged away.
When the blood light falls,
The naked god servant seemed to have been blessed by the barbarian god, and every step had a wave of qi exploding, like seven humanoid beasts striding forward, and in a trance, there was a figure of a demon god with a bull's head and two wings on his back