Martial arts.

"Who is this?"

Yang Feng sat upright on a special master chair covered with brown bear skin, holding his rabbit trolley on his shoulders, just like Barbosa holding a monkey, and said arrogantly with a sharp look ahead.

In front of him, the sky was filled with yellow dust.

Under the yellow dust, there were no less than three thousand cavalrymen. A general at the front was full of heavy armor and horses, showing off his power. However, the cavalry behind him was not Han. He dressed up as Khitan. Some of those who were not wearing helmets showed their bald heads and a circle of braids. It made Yang Dashen feel nostalgic. The ethnic composition of An Lushan's subordinates was chaotic, and almost all ethnic groups in the northeast area were all, among which Xi and Khitan, the two largest ethnic groups were the main forces. The local governors recruited soldiers themselves, and there were no ethnic restrictions. Not only An Lushan's subordinates, but in fact, the ethnic composition of the Tang army was also complex.

Including Yang Feng's own subordinates.

His deputy governor was still the Sogdian, and his military commander was still the Tongluo!

"Sun Xiaozhe!"

The official beside him said, holding a telescope.

"This person is a Khitan, An Ni's confidant, who humiliated the royal women in Chang'an City and killed the court officials who had not escaped. Countless nobles were poisoned by him. They can be said to have done all kinds of evil. If the brutality among the rebels is considered to be the leader."

The official said indignantly.

Did he escape from Chang'an or a royal family, and he was specially assigned to Yang Feng as a counselor.

After the rebels occupied Chang'an, because Li Longji killed An Qingzong and An Sishun, he launched a bloody killing of princes and ministers who did not escape. Of course, this was just a name. In fact, he was just learning from Li Zicheng's trick, arrested and tortured them one by one. Didn't these guys follow An Lushan for money? Especially those Hu people regard looting as their main job. On the contrary, occupying territory outside Chang'an is not so keen. Generals from Cui Qianyou and other soldiers are looting, but poor that the nobles of heaven are also suffering from disaster.

Of course, this is what Yang Feng likes.

"Jingshuai, pat him to death!"

Li Fei Shouyu instigated him.

Now the Western Regions Army are full of expectations for the general to use maces to shoot people. They are just protecting the floating bridge behind them, not fighting the rebels. Although there was not much water in the Wei River at this time, the cavalry could go directly by riding horses, and the soldiers in the three towns of the Western Regions had horses, but the cannon fodder and other armies did not have such a luxurious configuration. They had to walk the floating bridge across the Wei River. Not only this side, but the equipped cavalry and heavy infantry led by Bai Xiaode on the south bank were also lined up for the warning. As for the rebel cavalry, it was not for the purpose of competing for the floating bridge. They just came to show off their power and look for opportunities to harass them.

"This kind of thing is not worth the coach's arrival and use his coach's magic weapon!"

Yang Feng said domineeringly.

Li Fei Shouyu looked confused.

Then I saw four Yang Feng's personal soldiers lifting a heavy brass pillar from the carriage. To be precise, it should be a pipe. There is also a wooden base under the pipe, which looks quite strange in shape.

They carried this object to Yang Feng. Yang Dashui sat there and stretched out his right hand and picked it up directly to look at Sun Xiaozhe. At this time, Sun Xiaozhe was about one hundred feet away. Facing the well-equipped cavalry and heavy armored Mo Daozhe who were waiting here, he and the Khitan cavalry did not dare to fight hard. They all played this. They knew it was not easy to mess with the temperament of this army. Of course, they would not treat the Western Regions Army as those flying cavalry. In fact, if An Lushan had not known that Yang Feng had gone to seclusion and practiced immortality, he might have made up his mind to rebel! Yang Feng and the Western Regions Army had long been regarded as the number one enemy by An Lushan. The reason why Sun Xiaozhe dared to challenge was because he saw that there were no light cavalry here and those equipped cavalry could not catch up with him.

But he wouldn't dare to get close to him.

This guy took the Khitan cavalry and galloped a hundred feet away, constantly shouting and scolding.

"Things that don't know the truth!"

Yang Feng sneered and threw the rabbit troll aside, then held up the strange magic weapon with both hands, pressed one end of the wooden frame below to the shoulder, hooked the object below with his right hand, grabbed the front of the object with his left hand, then looked at it with his head tilted, then raised his head and said to Li Fei Shouyu: "Let your brothers block the horse's ears!"

Li Fei Shouyu took the signal flag and waved it quickly.

Although all the cavalrymen in the array did not understand why, they quickly blocked their war horse's ears. At this moment, Yang Feng turned his head again, pressed against the magic weapon, staring at a special little thing in front of him.

Li Fei Shouyu squatted down curiously and made an observation on the other side of him. He found that the object was pointing at Sun Xiaozhe. There was a very small circle on the special little thing, which surrounded Sun Xiaozhe's figure and moved slowly as he galloped. There was also a erected dragon head-shaped object less than a foot away from him, and I don't know what it is for.

At this time, Marshal Yang had become a vain sitting, and his body leaned forward slightly...

Suddenly his fingers hooked.

Li Fei Shouyu saw the dragon head in front suddenly falling, and a fire flashed in front of him...

"boom!"

A loud noise seemed to be like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

He screamed in fear, jumped upside down like a frightened rabbit, and then hit the horse of a cavalry behind him. At the same time, the whole world was in a strange silence. Of course, he also saw that Sun Xiaozhe's upper body suddenly turned into a blood mist in the distance, leaving only his belly and belly strangely left on the horse's back, while a head soared straight into the sky.

The Khitan cavalry under Sun Xiaozhe watched this scene as stupid as he was, then turned around and fled in fear, and even trampled on each other during the escape.

But at this time his hearing recovered.

"Kill, no one is left!"

Yang Dashui's voice came into his ears.

Although his ears were still buzzing, Li Fei Shouyu reacted quickly and rushed towards his war horses as quickly as possible. At the same time, the equipped cavalrymen in the array activated the war horses one after another, and stepped on the yellow dust all over the sky and began to move forward and gradually accelerated. As the acceleration was achieved, they raised horses with small flags one by one.

"Come on, put away my handsome magic weapon!"

Just as Li Fei Shouyu rushed out, Yang Feng said behind him and threw the cannon on the ground, then picked up the scared rabbit and started to pet the cat.

This is actually a pound cannon.

It was just a set of triggers, flintlock machines and buttstocks. Although this thing needed a cannon stand, he definitely didn't need it. He really couldn't carry the red cannon and fire, but a small one-pound cannon was still very easy. The brass he personally refined was made into cannon barrels weighing only more than 100 kilograms. To put it bluntly, it was a super big lift. He said he had to go into seclusion, of course he had to close some results. He would not let others use this thing. He loaded it himself. No one could touch it in the box. This is his magic weapon. Who dares to touch it? When needed, take it out and pretend to increase the fantasy color on his body, allowing him to complete the gorgeous transformation of the body of a god disciple to the earthly immortal in the legend of the common people.

From this moment on, he is no longer a human being, he is an immortal.

Can you send divine thunder? Why isn’t it an immortal?

Now I will send out a divine thunder first. After the Anshi Rebellion is over, it is time to build a divine army. In fact, with the workers he trained over the years, there is no pressure to make a flintlock rifle. It can be said that as long as he is willing, his army can be crossed from cold weapons to firearms in a few years, and the steel output is enough to support it. There is even a copper mine in his place. At that time, all the soldiers in the river were equipped with a divine thunder, carrying a magic weapon that could crush any strong city, swept the world under the leadership of Yang Daxian, and let the East and the West worship at the feet of the Daxian.

"Oh, how lonely it is invincible!"

Yang Daxian sighed while petting his cat.

At this time, the cavalry had already caught up with the fleeing Khitan cavalry. The latter's Mongolian horses were of course unable to compete with Dayuan horses and Arab horses for short-distance acceleration. Although the armor of the Tang army's cavalry was heavier, the Khitan cavalry was not without armor. The difference in the weight of the armor between the two sides could not change the gap between war horses. The torrent of the cavalry with cavalry within less than two miles had submerged the Khitan cavalry.

The rest is almost one-sided massacre.

Although Sun Xiaozhe's subordinates are also elite, this elite is not enough in front of the Iron Cavalry of Hezhong.

The brave and warlike Khitan cavalry used the sword in their hands to draw a series of knife marks on the cold forged armor of the Tang cavalry. They watched their spear blades rubbing heartbreaking sounds on the two millimeter thick plate armor, and watched the arrows they shot hit and bounced forward, and then horses penetrated their bodies and directly led them to trample under countless horse hooves. Four thousand cavalrymen almost wiped out the elite Khitans in less than a quarter of an hour. Two thousand Khitan warriors fell under their horse hooves. Only less than a thousand cavalry fled desperately by abandoning their armor and weapons to escape. Their captured wounded soldiers were then chopped and threw them into the Wei River, and along with other dead bodies, drifted to the Wei Bridge downstream with the river.

Then all the rebels who were waiting for an opportunity to attack on the north bank of the Wei River retreated across the Wei Bridge, and a fire burned all three Wei Bridges in the east and west.

The enemy troops raided on the south bank of the Wei River also retreated.

In fact, Yang Feng's artillery and the Hezhong Army's almost crushing victory had already made the rebels in Chang'an City realize that the most terrible enemy had appeared. Cui Ganyou, Jingzhao Yintian Ganzhen, and Li Guiren, who had originally expanded to Hedong, all of them all retreated to the south bank of the Wei River and gathered in Chang'an, preparing to fight the final decisive battle under Chang'an City, but An Lushan still did not come. He completely handed over the battlefield in Guanzhong to the three generals Cui Ganyou. Obviously he was unsure. Once he came to Chang'an, it would be over. If he was in Luoyang, he would have to guard Shaanxi County and Wushan to continue playing with him in Guandong.

In the next few days, Li Chu and Guo Ziyi and other troops arrived continuously, and then continued to reach Xiangji Temple, which was more than 20 miles away from Chang'an.
Chapter completed!