The four hundred and fortieth chapters sweep the army like a swarm
"Hey, Zhongshan thief!" A man with a full face and a beard rode his horse to the front of the Zhongshan military formation. "Is the military formation set up well? How long has it been? All the flowers my general has been waiting for have withered!"
"Hahaha……"
Ridicule, ridicule, ridicule, all kinds of meanings accompanied by the laughter of the big man blew through the hearts of all the Zhongshan Army soldiers like a whirlwind. The men, who were full of anger, were instantly annihilated by the nameless fire in their hearts.
In the art of language in this time and space, there really is nothing more sarcastic than the clichéd words “I’ll wait until all the flowers wither.”
And one person and one horse ran up to the 120,000 people of the Zhongshan Army to call for formation, mustering their inner strength, raising their throats, the big man was really brave. As the guide of Zhu Biao's army going south, he traveled to Yuzhou for many years, and on the trade road between Zhongshan and Zhongshan.
A swordsman who is not passionate will not respond to the imperial edict and come to serve in the army.
Zhu Biao's morale-boosting words not only made the soldiers in the army excited, but also the guides like the big man were all red-faced and filled with blood.
Soaring fighting spirit has overflowed in the hearts of all the Han soldiers. Looking at the big man, it means that life and death have been disregarded!
Of course, Zhu Biao gave him the joke about firing the map cannon.
"My lord, let's go to war!"
Dozens of generals were crowding around Zuo Ge, the commander of the Zhongshan Army, and everyone was asking for orders at this moment.
"Ah, ah? Say something, are you all mute?"
The voice of the madman not far away was still heard. Zuo Geche raised his hand to stop the angry-eyed personal guard, looking at the Han army's formation looming in front of him with puzzled eyes.
What's going on? Are you fighting in such an open flat area, or should you fight head-on? Did Zhu Biao get dizzy? Or did he suddenly no longer know how to fight? Isn't he using his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points?
There is a conspiracy!
Zuo Geche's first subconscious reaction was, but then he denied this, because the surrounding area was too peaceful, everything that was flat was in front of his eyes, and everything that was flat was behind his eyes. It was impossible to hide with cover.
"Straight thief, I don't have time to waste my time here! Zhongshan thief, you all listen, our general will send troops in a quarter of an hour. Now let me tell you, wash your necks one by one and wait for the punishment
Kill it!"
Just like deliberately adding fuel to the burning anger of the Zhongshan Army, these scoldings and taunts by the big man only made the Zhongshan Army's fighting spirit stronger and their fighting spirit more fierce. Zuo Geche did not notice any signs of danger.
"The generals return to their positions and stand ready." Zuo Gecha dispersed the generals on the side and opened his eyes wide, ready to look at Zhu Biao on the opposite side to see what methods he would use.
In reality, in Dongjiang, Yuzhou and the Western Region, Zhongshan Kingdom is a little scared of Zhu Biao. In the past, Zhu Biao’s reputation was all based on Hu Qi, and Zhongshan Kingdom’s self-esteem was not too strong. Now it is different, Zhu Biao
Biao completely stepped on Zhongshan's head and raised his reputation to a higher level.
Zuo Geche could look down on Zhu Biao's troops, but he would never look down on Zhu Biao himself, let alone look down on Zhu Biao.
He is also ready!
In front of the Han army formation.
The big man galloped back on his horse, and Zhu Biao's laughter rang out before anyone arrived.
"Han Gang! Okay! What you said is beautiful. You are responsible for this battle."
"Hahaha..." The bearded man grinned, "I don't want any credit. Being able to serve under a hero like the general, and being able to yell at hundreds of thousands of soldiers, I, Han Gang, have made my life worth it. This is what I, Han Gang,
What a blessing. In today's battle, Han Gang will accompany the general and die on the battlefield. If you step back even half a step, you will chop off my head."
There are many hot-blooded and loyal people in Jianghu Erlang, who are much better than the timid and cowardly local wealthy people.
Zhu Biao laughed silently.
A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and three or four miles away, a large formation of 120,000 Zhongshan troops was already in place.
Zhu Biao raised his spear high and said, "Brothers, it's time to die for the big man. Kill me -"
Pointing steel spears and spears to guide the front, the green horseman stood up on his crotch, raised his head and neighed, pedaling with two hooves in the air. When the front hooves landed, the horse sprinted as fast as a whirlwind.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." 40,000 horse hooves trampled on the ground. Amidst the rumbling sound, the Han cavalry arrayed in the Tianlang Formation charged straight towards the 120,000 Zhongshan Army with overwhelming momentum.
go.
"God! Is Zhu Biao crazy?"
In the Zhongshan military formation, countless soldiers were stunned by this scene. The Han cavalry actually wanted to charge directly into their own army's formation. Did they forget that this was an army formation composed of 120,000 people?
"You are looking for death, you are looking for death!" Zuo Geche muttered four words, his face was only stunned and frightened, without any trace of joy. He had not yet woken up from the shock.
"Han Army——"
"mighty--"
With a shout, everyone responded. The enemy formation was right in front of them. Zhu Biao fired his spear, and the speed of the six or seven hundred cavalry in front immediately increased to a higher level. "Charge--" the technical and tactical tactics were activated.
The horses' hooves trampled on the ground and trampled on the hearts of the Zhongshan Army. The high-spirited Zhongshan Army, who was inspired by Zhu Biao before the war, can be said to be the best in morale of the Zhongshan Army.
Compared to the Han army, which regarded death as home, fireflies are like bright moons.
The thousands of cavalry Han troops carry an irresistible and invincible momentum, like the waves crossing the sea and the river, rushing down earth-shatteringly. This unparalleled momentum sweeps across thousands of armies like a rolling mat. It is so tyrannical that no one can try it.
The distance was still a hundred feet away, so the Zhongshan Army in front of them felt a shock and shock to their souls, and felt the rumbling pressure of the mountain that was as high as ten thousand feet. The faces of these Zhongshan Army soldiers who had been fighting high just now had turned pale.
It became paler than the falling snow. Their hearts were trembling, their hands were trembling, and their legs were trembling. Their throats were as dry and cracked as if they had been walking in the desert for ten days without drinking water, and their voices sounded rough and dry.
No original sound...
"Let go -" Zhu Biao shouted, seventy feet away.
The six or seven hundred horsemen following him immediately fired the flat-ended crossbows in their hands. These people were elites specially selected by Zhu Biao from the entire army. Even on the bumpy horseback, the crossbows in their hands were still holding.
Steady.
Six to seven hundred cavalrymen fired in three waves, one, two, three, and ended. The expensive crossbows were casually thrown on the ground. Except for a few people with great strength or internal strength, they could do it on horseback.
If you continue to pull the string and load the crossbow arrow before firing, ordinary people have to dismount and use all their strength to string the crossbow a second time. Therefore, the crossbow after one blow is a waste.
Because of this, the Han cavalry was never equipped with powerful crossbows on a large scale, together with bows and arrows. Crossbows and other items were just a hobby of the soldiers.
Among the ten thousand cavalry behind Zhu Biao, only these six or seven hundred were armed with powerful crossbows. There were more people, about twice as many as the cavalry, armed with bows and arrows. After excluding a little more than 20% of the men and horses, the rest
Those with more than 7,500 cavalry are pure sword and spear cavalry.
"Fire the arrow——"
The roaring voices of officers rang out from the Zhongshan military formation. Black sharp arrows rose into the sky like locusts, covering the sky in black, and raindrops fell on the vanguard.
The six or seven hundred cavalrymen in the lead raised their leather shields to cover their heads, but Zhu Biao turned a blind eye. With "The Universe in His Sleeves" on his body, the arrows on the battlefield had no effect on him.
But in addition to bows and arrows, there were also crossbow arrows, so Zhu Biao had to use his spear to block them. One or two crossbow arrows were nothing, and ten or eight were no big deal, but he who took the lead was a huge luminous body, a super big target, densely packed
When Zhu Biao was greeted by a crossbow arrow, no matter how powerful he was, he still had to control his horse to dodge.
Fortunately, this kind of day only lasts for a short time.
Because of the talent of the troops, the increase of the Sirius Formation, the increase of skills and tactics, and the three-in-one Han cavalry forward's combat power increased dramatically, and the speed was extremely fast. Without any suspense, the three arrows in the battle became only one arrow in the battle.
Zhu Biao took the lead and charged into the Zhongshan army formation.
"Howl——" Zhu Biaoru, an ancient alien species from Yunmeng Daze, exposed his bloodthirsty minions in the face of the Zhongshan Army.
He wants to avenge the blood of his brothers who were injured behind his back!
With so many arrows and crossbow bolts, it would be optimistic if six or seven hundred cavalry could charge out half of them.
For the three or four hundred brothers who died first, I will kill the people they want to kill for them!
The point-steel gun swung into a big circle, and the spears were as dense as a forest. The euphorbias were all blown away by one blow. A huge force tore apart the originally solemn military formation of the Zhongshan Army, and piles of Zhongshan Army soldiers
He was swept away by the overwhelming force.
"call--"
‘A strong dragon has regrets’ was slapped with one palm. In order to win this battle, what else can Zhu Biao not show off?
Now he only wants to destroy and disrupt the Zhongshan Army as much as possible, at least to disrupt their crossbowmen and infantry archers.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"boom--"
In a place that Zhu Biao did not take care of, the Han troops riding one after another ran into the sharp spear array. Ru Lin's spear also pierced the galloping horses, and some of the cavalry above had only time to use their hands.
When the swords and guns were thrown hard, they were stabbed to death by the spears in front of them or hit on the big shields. More often, just before the horses were about to collide, they jumped up from the horses and jumped high onto the Zhongshan Army soldiers.
On the head, as long as it can smoothly fall into the crowd, it can disturb the peace of a small group of people.
"Kill--"
The more than three hundred remnants of the cavalry are just the vanguard in front of this huge force. The nine thousand soldiers behind them who are looking forward to death are the real main force in this battle!
"Boom--" There was a collision of red and brown, and the two armies finally collided!
A collision and struggle between steel blades and flesh and blood, a duel in which there can only be one winner, either you will fall or your enemy will fall.
Zhu Biao aimed directly at the general commanding the front line of the Zhongshan Army. With the spear in hand, he suddenly rushed forward, charging towards the target!
The green horse, whose speed had increased by more than half, was like a blue lightning, striking among countless Zhongshan Army soldiers, sparking a series of light and fire. At a distance of more than a mile, Zhu Biao was never blocked.
After a while, the war horses jumped several times, and at least a dozen or more Zhongshan soldiers were lifted into the air!
Then focus on the collision between the two sides. The small red mass is still strong, but the large brown mass has been bitten open. The small red mass is embedded in the gap in the large brown mass, and it is visible to the naked eye.
The speed expands little by little.
It should be said that it is no longer red, but the red of blood.
The millstone made of blood and flesh is constantly crushing and grinding the 120,000 Zhongshan Army! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature registered members to recommend this work, your
