Yanlong Feixiang City, the western suburbs outside the city.

Four cowhide drums thundered, and the horse-rejecting fence enclosed thousands of acres of yellow sand and vast soil. On the field, two groups of sergeants gathered momentum to confront each other, and the two sides opened up a distance of 800 paces.

A hundred cavalry troops to the east, the knights were dressed in cold light armor, each with a sword at his waist, and a spear in his hand, but the head of the spear was wrapped in a thick cloth impregnated with lacquer, and it was still dripping with crimson water paint. The horse's chest was also tied with a quilt.

The infantry on the west lined up in formation, and their numbers were six times greater. Spears, knives, bows, and tripping horses are all available.

On a temporary high platform, young officers and seniors with little seniority were grouped in groups of threes and twos, among which the veterans who were older and had bigger official hats were naturally the most grouped, so they were the most numerous. The youngest of them was more than half a hundred years old, but they did not rely on their status to sell the old, and stood up like the younger generations around them, and did not ask for special seats for themselves.

Rubbing one's waist and pounding one's legs in front of young soldiers, or sitting on a chair and spitting out the glory of the past?

As a soldier, the body can grow old, the strength can decline, and the perseverance in the bones and the dignity of the soldier are indelible!

Of course, the main reason is that there is a young man squatting at the very front of the stage! He squinted his eyes and propped his hands on the ground, if it weren't for the important military leaders in Longzhong County behind him as a foil, whoever looked behind him would think that this country boy was a stunned country boy who had never seen the world.

The young man didn't even bother to raise his hand, and said coldly: "Begin." ”

The herald who had been waiting for a long time waved the flag, and the drum suddenly rose like raindrops, and there seemed to be thousands of troops in this drum.

Many young soldiers on the stage who had never been on the battlefield in person, but they longed for the golden iron horse, and the young soldiers who wielded their swords to take the head were all staring at the battlefield with fiery eyes, eager to put on silver armor and board the horses and plunge into the battlefield to fight heartily.

The two scouts arrived almost at the same time, and they both threw down a sentence

"The martial arts show begins!"

calmly and quickly exited the battlefield.

......

Half an hour ago.

A hundred foot soldiers with spears in three layers in front, and a hundred strong soldiers with thick shields to block the spearmen in front of one step, just to fight for the spear a chance to shoot again. After the gun formation, a hundred archers were ready to shoot. One hundred slashes on each wing, a sabber hand, with a tripping horse meteor rope hanging from his waist, which can be attacked and defended, and there is a degree of advance and retreat. Finally, the finale of the 100-person Mo Dao team, wearing jet-black heavy armor, although the Mo knife in his hand is just a wooden stick, he still has the courage to break up once he hits it.

On the opposite side of the foot soldiers, Lu Dechu, the commander of the cavalry, took the lead, although his beard had turned white, he still rode his horse in the front row, and his hand holding the gun was like a steel tong, and the momentum he exuded was very different from that of the young man of the tiger and wolf next to him. There was no excitement or impetuousness, no eagerness to try, he just quietly recuperated and looked at the distance to the front of the infantry army with experience. It is a kind of courage that has been fought on the real battlefield and has been tempered in countless life-and-death situations.

One of the healthy riders rode a horse to Lu Dechu's side, and his figure was under the background of the cold light armor, and he didn't see how majestic and tall he was. Lu Dechu turned his head and saw a dark young face, looking at himself with a smile, with a heartless appearance, not at all as rigorous and serious as the Great War will start. couldn't help but look sink, "Twenty!"

When the young knight heard this, the black face, which had nothing to do with Junxiu, suddenly became bitter, and shouted in a still immature voice: "Uncle Lu! Didn't you say fifty? My hands are itchy and tight, and twenty pawns are enough for me to move my muscles and bones! So, one person takes a step back, forty-five!"

The colleagues behind the two laughed one after another, where is this one person taking a step back, it is clear that you Su Bu took a step back, and Lu Duwei took a dozen steps back!

"Twenty archers!" Lu Dechu wiped his white beard, and he didn't look at the martial arts next to him, and if he got on the horse, he was like a god, and the "trapped camp" was really ranked fifth, and the fledgling called Sub Bu was really in the fifth place. Don't forget to make up for it, "Use the gun to knock over another one, and you'll be hungry!"

The young Sub was afraid that he would not be able to catch even twenty archers if he accidentally did not dare to speak again. Hanging his head, he retreated listlessly to the line.

was depressed, and an elbow on his right hand hit him, and the armor on his waist was knocked to a loud sound. Die-hard friend Li Kuang, nicknamed Ergouzi, stepped forward and whispered: "Ah no, I said you are stupid, you still don't admit it?"

Subu rolled his eyes, and in the face of the fall of his dead party, he had long been accustomed to it, and blurted out: "My name is Abu, no, no, no!"

Li Ergouzi held the reins of the black horse under Su Bu's crotch with one hand, put the other hand on his shoulder, and the wooden spear was obliquely inserted by his side. The handsome face that looked like a scourge to the yellow flower girl showed a somewhat obscene smile, blinked his slender eyes, and pouted: "Do you want to have a hearty battle?"

"Do you have a way?"

Li Ergouzi rubbed his hands, looked at the white clouds in the sky and sighed, "I've been a little tight lately!"

Subu's family was poor, and the family relied on his meager military salary to survive. Once you get typhoid fever and malaria, you have to borrow money on credit. Li Kuangming secretly didn't know how many times he helped the Su family, but he never disliked Su Bu's background. Subconsciously clenched the reins in his hand and whispered, "I'm sorry......!

He originally wanted to say that he would definitely repay you double the amount of money he borrowed from you in the future, but Li Kuang interrupted him: "I originally planned to take the opportunity to blackmail you into drinking a meal of flower wine no matter what, but unfortunately on the way home a few days ago, I met a little lady who sold herself to bury her mother, and she looked so smart and smart, so she married her home and made a concubine." ”

"Huh, you don't think that the eldest brother wants to ask you for the money, do you? If you dare to think like that, your eldest brother and I will dare to beat you all over the ground to find your teeth and kneel down to call your mother. ”

Sub snorted and said, "You have to beat me too!"

Li Kuang reached over and pressed the wooden knife on his waist, and said, "Wooden fish head! Old man Lu only allows your spear to kill twenty archers, and you won't use a knife to cut the rest?"

Secretly amused, Li Guo pondered: "It's really a stalemate moment in the battle between the two armies, how can Old Man Lu have the leisure to take care of you, and he doesn't want to come as he wants?"

At this moment, a first-class war horse galloped in, and the scout on the horseback rode superbly, and his body fell with the horse's back, but there was no sign of shortness of breath. Blink an eye and run to the eyes. Lu Dechu nodded to the ordinary scout, but the scout was very arrogant, didn't look at the cavalry captain, and left a sentence of "The martial arts begins!" and quickly turned his horse's head and left.

However, the Bailai cavalry was not half annoyed by this, and most of them looked a little envious when they looked at him and the first-class war horses leaving. You must know that although the rank of the scout in the army is not high, he has a very high status among his colleagues. They have two most admirable skills, the first of which is to flee for their lives! In the "Pillow Ge Battalion" of the Yanlong Army, there was once a scout squad called Qianbu, and only 50 people were stunned to escape from the encirclement and suppression of the enemy's 18 light cavalry, totaling more than 2,000 people, and sent the military intelligence to another military camp 100 miles away. Another skill is to kill people! On the battlefield, superb martial arts do not mean that there are many killings. To be able to be a scout in the Yanlong army, no matter how horse-mounted they are, they must be able to fight, and they must be familiar with all kinds of swords, guns, bows, and crossbows! They are also clean and neat when they kill people, and they will never drag mud and water.

Subu was definitely a first-class good player in the cavalry, but at first when he went to the scout's rich salary, he was not admitted because of the second class of the bow and crossbow assessment and the third class of combat ability under the horse.

The infantry army in front of them will not move according to the art of war!

Lu Dechu clamped the horse's belly and ran silently. The ninety-nine horsemen behind him also did not say a word, and followed the commander to ride his horse. With Lu Dechu as the center, a line of tide gradually formed, the horse's hooves were like drumsticks, the earth was a huge drum, and everyone's hearts sounded a generous and majestic song.

When there were only about 200 paces left from the infantry array, thirty horsemen on each of the first line dispersed to the left and right flanks, and the remaining forty horsemen still rushed forward. Almost at the same time, the archers in the infantry rained down on their heads. Because of the formation of a line array, there is no need to care about the robe behind them, and the riders either bow their heads or twist their waists or dodge, calmly dodging the arrows. Only when the arrow is fired at the crotch of the warhorse, will it be picked open with a spear.

The first round of arrow rain stopped, and the second round of arrow rain fell again, because the distance between the two armies was one hundred and fifty paces, the speed and power of the arrows were greatly increased, and the guns had to be picked off, and some people began to be shot by the red paint wrapped in arrows, and silently withdrew from the battlefield. The third round of bows and arrows followed, and the aim was greatly improved, and all of them were shot at the enemy's crotch horses. More than a dozen horses were shot, and the riders on the horses could only turn over and dismount according to the rules, simulating the situation of horses being killed on the real battlefield. Those who were damaged on their horses threw away their spears and drew their swords to continue advancing.

By the time the fourth round of arrows fell, the casualties of the horses and knights in the cavalry had increased exponentially.

Before the fifth round of arrows could be issued, Lu Dechu took the lead in breaking through a thick shield, handing out two shots in succession, hitting the throats of the pikeman and the shield-wielding wrestler, and then crashing into the second thick shield. There were only twenty of the thirty-nine horsemen who followed Lu Dechu, and all the horses easily broke through the first thick shield, and a bearded man led the four horsemen to pick up the spear, and singled out the spear foot soldiers hiding behind the thick shield.

Subu and his sworn friend Li Kuang followed the left flank cavalry to the side, and the saber and axe men were already in full array, and the two of them reined in their horses early, slowed down their horses, and retreated to the rear of the thirty horsemen. The more skilled the army is, the less it is possible to be exposed to the enemy's nose too soon. This is what Li Kuang said, but Subu has always disregarded it, thinking that this is one of the many excuses that Li Kuang has made for his greed for life and fear of death.

Thirty horsemen rushed forward in formation in a cone-angled formation, taking advantage of the advantages of horses and spears or ramming or spears, constantly inflicting heavy damage on the enemy, and for a time it was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. If it weren't for the occasional waves of feathered arrows and tripping horse ziplines, the axemen would not have had the power to resist. Except for Li Kuansu and the others, the rest of the knights kept changing their positions and replacing the robes in the front row.

When the cavalry finally advanced to the archers in the center of the infantry army, the corners of Su Bu's mouth were grinning, and he was about to ride his horse, but Li Guan suddenly grabbed his reins!

The horses under Sub's seat stood up, nearly throwing off their unprepared master. Retracting the spear that was hurriedly on the ground, Su Bu scolded angrily: "Fuck, you, mother, Lao Tzu almost killed your turtle son!"

"Withdraw!"

Li Guo didn't intend to explain, turned the horse's head and slammed the horse's belly, and simply became a deserter. Su Bu scolded Niang in his mouth, but still followed him to retreat with all his might. The rest of the knights did not hinder their movements in the slightest, and they turned around and retreated almost at the same time as Sub.

The infantry array was re-closed, and this blow resulted in the loss of fourteen swordsmen and nineteen axemen. In fact, for the entire infantry army, this is not an unacceptable battle loss, and it can even be said to be insignificant.

Many generals on the high platform felt unbelievable and couldn't help but laugh, it was just a drill, and there were deserters, is it really a new recruit sprout who has lost a lot of things?

Zhou Huaqing, who was trapped in the camp, and the old general Zhou blew his beard and glared, so angry that his old face turned the color of pig liver. I just couldn't pull those dozens of cubs down and beat a hundred military sticks, and I couldn't do anything about it when I watched them flee like a happy person.

A colleague beside him for many years teased: "Brother Zhou, this should be a return gun? It's just that the horses have returned to grandma's house, and this gun hasn't been handed out yet? Oh!

General Zhou's face turned blue and purple for a while, but he had nothing to refute, he really couldn't convince himself that the withdrawal of that group of recruits would be a clever move.

The young man in the front position of the viewing platform finally straightened up and grinned at the back of the thirty horsemen retreating, not too big or small, but the old general Zhou just heard the voice and said a word: "Tough soldiers are easy to get, but good generals are hard to find." ”