The armored cavalry of the Yan Army, which were charging towards the Jin Army's vehicle formation, were also a dense group. The eyes behind them were covered with bloodshot eyes, and red tongues were sticking out of their mouths, as if they were pointing at prey.
The wolf launched a surprise attack, and Murong Ping was the one at the forefront.
His companion, Murong Wuhen, who was also his messenger, followed the charge and said at the same time: "Brother Ping, Brother Aduo and the others have been charging over for a little while, and I haven't seen them charging back with a flag. Do we really want to do this?"
Rush forward?"
Murong Ping laughed: "When the opportunity comes, why not charge? Even if A Duo and the others cannot attack the enemy tanks in turn, it will not affect our charge!"
Murong Wuhen shook his head and said loudly: "But we didn't destroy the enemy's wheels just now. More than a hundred cavalry were killed in the battle, and not a single chariot was damaged!"
Murong Ping said sternly: "I have seen it clearly. Their chariot wheels are specially made and are iron wheels, so our attack on the wheels has no effect. However, this is also what I expected. With Zhang Gang here, what will happen?"
I wouldn’t be too surprised by anything.”
Murong Wuhen opened his eyes wide: "But, in this way, these chariots have no weaknesses. We can't break their wheels, but we can't destroy the chariots."
Murong Ping sneered: "If you can't break the wheels, can't you break the chariot? Look carefully, the previous chariots had wooden wheels and sharp sickles stuck on the axles. When they were running, they could also break the chariot.
Cutting off the legs of our cavalry, even though we destroyed ten or eight tanks, we also cut off a lot of our horses, and the loss was not small, so the enemy tanks still retreated.
We are unable to continue the pursuit."
Murong Wuhen said thoughtfully: "Brother Ping, what you are saying is that before our attack, Brother Aduo and the others rushed over and watched as they knocked down dozens of euphorbias from the enemy's vehicles.
Brother, but you didn’t cut off the horse’s legs and jump on it like before.”
When he said this, he glanced at the distance on the other side and said quickly: "We are about one hundred and fifty steps away from the enemy. What should we do now?"
Murong Ping waved his hand confidently: "They use iron wheels, but they can't use wheel knives. We can't break these broken wheels, and we won't be hurt by the enemy's knives. So, did you see that they can't use it now?"
I’m scared, I don’t dare to drive so far apart from each other, I need to concentrate and get closer.”
Murong Wuhen's eyes flashed with excitement: "They are afraid that we will rush forward and fight with them at close quarters, right? There are only a few euphorbias in one car. If we use more than a dozen cavalry, how many people will be killed?"
If ten cavalry besiege one, then even if they are on the chariot, they are no match!"
Murong Ping smiled and said: "Yes, that's it. Don't look at these Jin army chariots that are designed to lure enemies and have iron wheels. They are all a bluff. Oh, they are now a hundred steps away. No problem, just keep charging!"
As he spoke, he held his long spear in one hand, his eyes wide open, and prepared to lunge forward.
Murong Wuhen laughed and was about to get the big bow when Murong Ping said sternly: "Idiot, don't take the bow and arrows. This distance is a close combat. Shooting arrows will affect our speed and attack with spears. The Jin army's iron wheel battle
There are more than twenty vehicles, all in the center. The ones on the wings and behind are ordinary wooden wheel vehicles, and Zhu Lingshi is on the blue flag command vehicle in the center!"
Murong Wuhen excitedly picked up the Changshan and said, "Yes, he is scared. Now he has summoned other chariots to protect him. Brother Ping, kill him!"
Murong Ping nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it can be seen that the iron-wheeled chariots of the Jin army are just that. They are also vehicles of their central army. Now they can't run away. They can only concentrate on these chariots to block our assault."
, and the following chariots on the left and right wings are useless. As long as we destroy these twenty chariots, the other chariots will collapse without a fight. When the time comes, we will chase these chariots and attack them.
and the follow-up troops that crushed the enemy, everyone, please listen to me, the target is the blue flag tank in the center, regardless of other tanks, my target is the heads of everyone on this tank!"
Murong Wuhen took out the horn from his arms, put it to his mouth, and blew loudly. Three or four rapid sounds made all the nearby cavalry roar in unison, about a hundred paces wide.
The front of the cavalry formation suddenly shrunk to fifty steps wide. All the knights picked up their long halberds and charged forward like thunder!
Murong Wuhen laughed, threw away the horn in his hand, stood on the stirrup, and was about to raise his spear to attack, when suddenly he heard a "whoosh" sound, and an arrow came towards him, hitting him in the neck.
A bloody hole suddenly appeared in his throat, his vision went dark, he fell to the ground and fell off his horse. At the same time, on the opposite chariot, a volley of bows and crossbows, a dense rain of arrows, mercilessly
It splashed on the bodies of the armored cavalry who were charging intensively, and immediately, forty or fifty cavalry fell in response.
Murong Ping's figure suddenly emerged from behind Murong Wuhen. At the moment when Murong Wuhen blew the horn, he hid behind this person because his experience in countless battles made him understand that the moment of charging
In an instant, it is also the most dangerous time. Those who rush to the front are often the ones who die the fastest. And those holding signal flags, holding horns, and wearing general armor must be the target of the enemy. Hiding in this person
The back is the best protection for yourself.
But now, the round of arrow rain has been finished, and it will take time to wind up the string. It is time for him to take the lead and break out in front. He doesn't even look at Murong Wuhen's body, which is sliding off the horse in front of him. His whole body is filled with excitement.
He stood on the stirrups, raised his spear, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Murong Ping is here, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
A sudden Jin army chariot was approaching the center, its iron wheels were rolling, and it rushed straight towards Murong Ping. The archers on the vehicle were hurriedly trying to load arrows, and the commander also stood up straight and tried his best to
Swinging his whip, he wanted to hit Murong Ping from the side, ten steps, seven steps, five steps! Getting closer and closer, arriving in an instant!
Behind Murong Ping, there was a sound of bowstrings ringing. At least thirty or forty arrows were shot out at the same time. The Jin army chariot, which was facing him sideways and had almost no protection, was struck by a hail of arrows. It was so close.
The distance is only thirty or forty steps, and everyone on the car is a moving target. Whether it is the archer who is loading the arrow, or the palmer who is about to stab, even the charioteer who stood up in front was hit by three arrows.
Above, blood was flying in the air. As soon as the entire Jin army stood up, they turned into corpses and died at their respective posts. With their eyes wide open, they watched Murong Ping whizzing past in front of them, refusing to rest in peace!
This chapter has been completed!