Baqiao.

Yang Feng still underestimated the reaction speed of Cui Ganyou and others. When he led his army to arrive, the main force of the rebels had already begun to cross the river.

Choi Ganyou is very smart.

When the fifty trenchers first bombarded the Chang'an city wall, he knew that it was impossible to defend it. Although Chang'an was not just an outer city, it was meaningless even if he retreated to the imperial city. It was just a matter of time. Under such terrifying giant cannon bombardment, the wall of the imperial city would collapse. Since he could not defend it, he had to run away. The sooner the better. If there weren't a large number of good things he had snatched during this period, he would have run away long ago, but at this time his army still arrived at Baqiao almost at the same time as Yang Feng.

Because it was just beginning of spring, the Ba River was still in a dry season. Although his infantry and supplies had to walk through the Ba Bridge, the cavalry could cross the river directly. At this time, tens of thousands of rebels fleeing east were almost boundless among the spring countryside, and a few vanguards had already reached the east bank, and teams of cavalry were wading through the shallow river water on the empty river beach.

"Old Bai!"

Yang Feng yelled.

"Journey handsome!"

Bai Xiaode immediately stepped forward and bowed and said.

"You lead the heavy cavalry to rush to the enemy on the west coast, don't go down the river beach, the mud and sand can't hold on to our heavy cavalry!"

Yang Feng said.

"Abide by the order!"

Bai Xiaode agreed to ride his horse and head straight for the cavalry on the left wing.

The heavy cavalry under the camps of the three towns in the Western Regions included the heavy cavalry brigade of the Hezhong Army. The brigade commander was Yang Xianzhong, the commander of the Hezhong Army. The Hezhong Army itself had a set of organization, and the brigade camp sentry teams each had their own commanders at five levels, but they also had additional officials from the court. In addition, there were ten cavalry regiments in Anxi and Beiting, each with two hundred people, and each regiment had a captain. Yang Feng appointed Li Fei Yuanli of the Anxi Army to command the Anxi Cavalry, and Yang Yu, the Beiting general, commanded the Beiting Cavalry.

Just as Bai Xiaode rushed towards the heavy cavalry, under Yang Feng's central army flag, the signal soldiers waved the signal flag in their hands.

The three generals Yang Xianzhong immediately received the order of the signal flag. They temporarily belonged to Bai Xiaode's command. Then their eyes turned to the red-white flag of the Chongqi Brigade. Under the red-white flag, the other signal flags kept waving and issued orders from Bai Xiaode to each division. Yang Xianzhong's flag with white characters on blue, Li Fei Yuanli flag with white characters on black, and Yang Yu's flag with black characters on yellow, and Yang Yu's flag with black characters on yellow, and the galloping cavalry quickly lined up. With the iron cavalry in the river in the middle, Anxi and Beiting cavalry were lined up on the left and right. When Bai Xiaode's flag arrived at a high ground on the bank of the Ba River, all the heavy cavalry completed the deployment. As Bai Xiaode's flag issued the order, Yang Xianzhong, Li Fei Yuanli, and Yang Yu led his troops to attack at the same time.

The rebel cavalry and infantry who had not yet entered the river beach were also arranged in an array.

The latter also knew it was time to fight.

These rebels who withdrew from Chang'an were not the cannon fodders under their command. They were all elite soldiers of An Lushan's Fanyang and Ping Lu army. They were no different from those of the Tang army in terms of equipment and tactics, and they also included a large number of Xi and Khitan cavalry.

"Who is that?"

Yang Feng, who was leading horse infantry crossing the river to attack the enemy, said, looking at the enemy general commanding on a high ground on the west bank.

"Li Guiren!"

Ma Lin beside him said, holding a telescope.

"For me, command the infantry to cross the river and line up, I will capture this thief first!"

Yang Feng said.

"Uh, obey the order!"

Ma Lin said quickly.

In fact, when it comes to the arrangement of such cold weapons, Yang Feng is really not as good as him. The Emperor Fufeng County Prince of the Tang Dynasty in history moved to the flag of the central army, representing him, the red-bottomed black-lined flag and the flag were side by side. At the same time, the signal soldiers waved the flags to notify the infantry generals and generals to attack. The central army was replaced by Ma Lin, and then the signal flags under the flags of each general were waved to receive orders at the same time.

This set of flag vocabulary has a huge communication effect.

Before the war, every general had his own color to represent his identity, and their signal soldiers had flag language books. Of course, these signal soldiers had to learn Chinese Pinyin first, because Yang Feng's flag language was in Chinese Pinyin, but most commonly used commands had fixed phrases, just memorize them directly, so signal soldiers were also very valuable.

Each general issued a second-level order to his battalion commander or lieutenant in flag language. The battalion commander and lieutenant of the most basic unit only need to look at the flag language of the signal soldiers beside his generals.

This set of flag-language commands is passed through all the divisions of the three towns in the Western Regions. It is the first time that large-scale command is played on the battlefield.

Obviously the effect is very good.

Whether it is cavalry or infantry, whether it is Hezhong Army or Anxi Beiting Army, under the banners with different background and combinations of characters and characters, and under the command of the signal soldiers, they began to form formations and launch attacks respectively. As for their generals, no matter how care about these idiots, Yang's main purpose on the battlefield is not command. He is even worse than generals like Ma Lin, who are fighting with cold weapons. His role is to set the rhythm and act as a violent breaking or breaking into the formation and killing generals.

For example, just like what he does now.

He didn't even hold a mace, holding his special shield in one hand and a heavy mosaic in the other, and like Carter on the battlefield of aliens, he began to jump on the battlefield of thousands of troops.

He likes this kind of assault now.

Fast, direct, and even more shocking.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the rebel soldiers below, he quickly moved forward at a speed of more than two seconds with a jump of more than 30 meters, and rushed forward directly on Li Guiren who was commanding on the West Bank Highlands. The silver armor and the red cloak behind him made him look like a god of war in the air. The rebel soldiers below were stunned. He could not even remember the attack when he landed beside him. They all watched him bounce up again one by one, and even his target was stunned. Li Guiren looked at the silver reflections that were getting closer and closer under his central army flag with his three-view collapse expression.

And at this moment, the cavalry, whose morale was so high that the commander was extremely powerful, began to attack the rebels in front of them.

On the rushing war horses, the cavalry with flat horses, with bows and crossbows shot from the opposite side, made crazy roars behind the iron surface. All the vigorous Dayuan horses and Arab horses accelerated to their limits, and with the strong iron armor on their bodies, they rushed into the jungle of spears and unscathed swords in front of them. Although they often shrink in the end, the drive of inertia still made them hit the target with sand and dust. Then, amid the neighing sound of the war horses' broken armor, the most shocking scene in the age of cold weapons was staged. In the battle between steel and flesh, the equipped cavalry perfectly interpreted their legend. Relying on the speed of nearly a hundred miles per hour, the weight of people and war horses with more than half a ton, plus the protection of two millimeters of cold forged armor, the iron cavalry in the river almost instantly submerged their opponents.

The torrent of steel swept forward.

This is a pure head-on battle.

Although these rebels are also elite, the gap in strength cannot be compensated. Most of the war horses that were much taller than the Mongolian horses they were used to, made the spears they defended hit their chests, and the thickest iron armor on their chests. The spears would rub directly to the side, and then the running war horses would instantly hit them, knocking them away, and then stepping under their hooves. At the same time, the horses in the hands of the cavalry on the horse would pierce the bodies that had escaped with the force of impact.

Although the cavalry would suffer a certain amount of losses in this impact, they could not stop their unstoppable advance.

The rebels' defense collapsed instantly.

At the same time, the equipped cavalry on both wings also collided with the Khitan and Xi cavalry fighting. In such a hedge, the equipped cavalry of the Tang army had an overwhelming advantage. The more sturdy armor, better weapons, and more professional training allowed these pure soldiers to crush the nomadic cavalry half-soldiers. The horses more than four meters long instantly penetrated their bodies and brought them down, and the spears in their hands were directly rubbed against their polished heavy armor.

In fact, in the Eastern battlefield of this era, cavalry is the master.

The European Knights Age is the only one that the Eastern warriors of this era play.

However, the legacy of our Qing Dynasty made people in later generations gradually forget about the harnesses. Holding more than four meters in length, the light blade is more than half a meter long. The battlefield is almost no different from those of the knights in the early 100-year-old war in Britain and France seven hundred years later.

At this moment, both the cavalry and infantry, the defense line of the West Coast rebels was broken through at the moment of fighting, and then...

I had to escape.

The unblocked cavalry basically remained purely crushing. Those rebel soldiers who were also experienced in many battles knew that at the moment of breaking through the defense line, their wisest choice was to escape at the fastest speed. Their defeat completely turned the impact of cavalry into a torrent that swept everything. On the battlefield on the West Bank, all the rebels, whether infantry, cavalry or auxiliary soldiers who transport plundered property, could only surrender or destroy in the face of this torrent.

They completely failed.

Of course, Li Guiren didn't have time to see how his subordinates were defeated, because the silver figure, like a god of war, was falling from the sky, falling in front of him with splashes of sand and dust.

Li Guiren looked at the man who seemed to be shining with light.

Then a silver arc flashed across.

Yang Feng, holding a shield in his hand, smiled proudly, keeping his body leaning forward when he waved the knife. Mo Dao Ping, who had almost no drop of blood in his hand, reached to the right. Between him and Li Guiren, the four soldiers lowered their heads at the same time, watched their upper and lower bodies suddenly separate, and then suddenly let out a shrill scream, then fell to the ground, crawling helplessly with their hands, and continued to make heart-wrenching screams. Their blood and internal organs kept gushing out as they crawled.

At the same time, Yang Feng raised the shield in his hand casually, and the giant arrows shot from the two crossbows crashed into the two-centimeter-thick wrought iron plate and bounced open.

"Those who surrender are exempt from death!"

Yang Feng said with a majestic look on his face.

Li Guiren's legs became weak and he almost subconsciously knelt down and bowed to the ground.
Chapter completed!