The thin white clouds covered the sun, and the fierce fighting continued under the sky.

After crossing the river, the Liang army, who had rushed to form a formation, fought and retreated. The shield raised high to guard against the arrows shot. In the jingling, the exposed flank was found by the Shatuo cavalry. They hit the head in. The blade and spear were handed out frantically, and the flesh and blood burst rapidly under the pressure of the war horse and the shield.

Wang Yanzhang shot into the neck of the rushing horse, kicking his feet tightly to the ground, and was pushed back and moved two gullies out.

"Die—"

The horse's blood flowed to the handle of the gun, and when it was mixed with the sweat stains on his hands, he turned his head and avoided the slash of the Shatu cavalry above the horse's back, roared hysterically, and pulled it with all his strength. The moment the gun bent, the war horse "Xilulu" neighed, and the Shatu people above him slammed and threw it to the ground.

The Liang soldiers around him rushed forward and cut the Shatuo cavalry to death. Wang Yanzhang wiped the blood stained on his face and raised his gun and roared: "Safe here!"

Around him, the formation was already in a little chaos. The Black Crow Army who entered the array rode a horse and ran into the crowd, trying to disintegrate the array from inside. The group of people were overturned and more Liang soldiers rushed over. They were not the old soldiers of the Chang'an court back then, but were mostly soldiers who followed Zhu Wen to fight north and north. They were fierce and tight. In one encounter, they paid the price of more than ten people. They took their bodies and guns to block the Shatuo cavalry who rushed into the array.

The cavalry that lost their speed advantage waited for an opportunity to vault horses. Using war horses as a cover, they pulled out their blades and entangled with the attacking Liang army. The blades collided with the guns. Amid the sound of metal attacks, Wang Yanzhang brought his personal guards to come here. The army formation of more than 10,000 people was not big. He had approached in about ten steps. He caught the gun and relied on the war horses and shouted: "Kill--"

The guards beside him, the nearby Liang soldiers yelled in response: "——Kill!" The next moment, hundreds of people rushed out their feet, shields, and guns almost rushed over with all their strength.

The Shatuo soldiers who were dealing with the Liang army ahead were too late to be flooded by hundreds of people who rushed over. One of them had a fierce look in resistance, "Wow!" and roared at Wang Yanzhang with a roar of "Wow!" and the knife was blocked by the gun bar.

The guards on the side rushed forward and hugged Sha Tuo's soldiers. Wang Yanzhang drew his sword from his waist with his backhand. The cold light instantly smeared the man's neck. The head, which was still on his shoulders and neck for a second, was thrown away in an instant, and then fell into the crowd.

This Shatuo cavalry is very difficult to deal with...

A hint of uneasiness flashed through his heart. This was not like ordinary cavalry, and the soldiers were as fierce as the soldiers. The leaders were probably even more powerful. Could it be that Li Cunxiao, the one who patrolled the north shore?

Thoughts passed by, and beyond the overlapping lines, intertwined torrents rushing around the Liang army array and shooting arrows. The tentative impact was already submerged in the array of more than 10,000 people. Instead, they changed their strategies and attacked them, expanding their range as the opponent's array moved.

On the back of a fiery red war horse running in the distance, Li Cunxiao observed the formation of a large circle of Liang troops defending the shield.

He did not directly enter the first time, and he had his own concerns. He was just a chess piece that attracted his attention. The one who crossed the river from Tongguan was the main force in the south. Defeating the Wanliang army would be useless in the battle situation.

"But if you don't defeat this Liang army, you will be unable to deal with the main force of the Liang army over there."

Generally speaking, Li Cunxiao rode a horse out of the raiding horse team, held up the Yu King's spear, and the round black crow army gathered towards him one by one, forming a vanguard formation again.

Without extra orders, the earth shook again on the field under the surging iron hooves.

The five thousand Black Crow Army followed the main general and entered the range of arrows. While the Liang army array shot rain of arrows, the running cavalry accelerated again. In the gesture made by Li Cunxiao, the leading cavalry generals led their respective commands to separate from each other. In the rumbling sound, like the two fists of a giant, embracing the giant circle of arrows ahead.

What caught my eye was the arc-shaped side of Liang Jun. Large shields stood up one by one. A spear like a forest was thrust out, and the sharp spear tips pierced the war horses that were rushing towards him. On the armor of the cavalry, the guns pierced the armor and penetrated into the flesh and blood. The horses were crying with a high-speed rush, and squeezed the spear and pressed the shield in front and rushed forward.

The Liang army, who was pressing the shield, dragged the spearmen on the ground and rolled out. Some of them were nailed to the front line, but more of them were knocked away by the shield and the body behind them, and stepped into the Liang army's array with iron hooves.

The mighty Shatuo cavalry tore through the front line and killed in one place. Wang Yanzhang walked in the crowd. As a general, he was not suitable for fighting with people alone. He kept giving various orders and drew soldiers from other directions to intercept them layer by layer.

The next moment, his pores were creepy, and his hair stood up instantly. He almost subconsciously turned his head, and the iron spear in his hand was erected.

In the displaced eyes, the fiery red war horses neighed excitedly, jumped over the overlapping corpses on the ground, the tall figure above the horse's back, the white helmet tassels floated, and the moment the iron hooves fell to the ground, it was Li Cunxiao's voice roaring.

"Death-"

The wind roared, and the King of Yu spear dripped across the semicircle, hitting the gun handle with a bang. The iron gun handle was instantly bent, and Wang Yanzhang's mouth was so painful that he couldn't hold it. The twisted gun handle was pressed against his breastplate, and the heart protection mirror was sunken inward. The whole person was knocked away by the terrifying force. He then blew up several running guards and soldiers.

The main general was knocked away and died without knowing that he was dead. The originally defended array suddenly became panic, and the Shatuo cavalry interspersed the array took the opportunity to expand their results.

For a quarter of an hour, the entire line broke out like a cliff, and the soldiers who formed the formation fled in various ways, were chased and killed by Shatuo people in the fields, or rushed into the Yellow River, looking at the figures struggling in the water, and shot them to death. On the bright red water surface, dense corpses floated away along the turbulent torrent.

"About the same, the Liang army's morale is disbanded here, so hurry up and follow me to the other side."

"Cuan filial piety, and you still have to fight?"

Li Cunxin rushed over with blood. When he heard Li Cunxiao's words, he couldn't help but persuade him, but what he answered was the seemingly fierce gaze.

"Soldiers are of great speed."

Li Cunxiao turned his head with his head when he tied the reins. Li Cunxin gritted his teeth and looked at the back of the horse's back leaving the battlefield. He suppressed his trembling arms and let the trumpet sound.

The west clouds burned and before the sunset shone, they left the battlefield and rushed to the west along the Yellow River. However, after a while, they heard the shouts of "stop!" and "stop".

The long dragon's cavalry slowly slowed down and stopped. On the opposite side of Li Cunxiao and Li Cunxin's vision, on the road in the distance, flags were floating in the wind, and figures holding weapons were arranged in several arrays, as if they had been waiting here for a long time.

Under the orange setting sun, each man and horse stood in front of the military formation, with purple gold robe, goldfish and sword talismans hanging on the waist, and slowly approached on a green horse.

With a smile on his dark face, he held his sleeves and arched his hands.

"Cun Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Brother..."

Li Cunxiao looked at the familiar face and was slightly ecstatic. The promise of the military tent and bold words became hesitant at this moment.

King Yu inserted his spear into the soil, and he sat on the back of the horse and slowly raised his arms.

"Cunxiao has met his brother!"
Chapter completed!