Chapter 615: The decisive battle is brilliant: horses rush into the formation
The next morning, at exactly o'clock in the morning, we were in a flat and open land ten miles north of Gaoming City.
There is a river on one side, a mountain on the other, and a plain wilderness in the middle, just like a battlefield!
Two soldiers and horses faced each other and faced each other, each shooting at the corners of the formation with bows and arrows.
"Haha, the front is heavy and the back is light." Zhu Biao turned out from the gate flag of the military formation. He carefully looked at the Prince's Army formation with a telescope, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.
"They are sure that our army will not have cavalry to attack." Zhang He, who was beside him, took a quick glance and saw clearly, with a sneer on his face.
Pei Lun's entire army was divided into two parts, the front, left, center and right. The number was estimated to be not more than 50,000 but also 40,000. You can imagine how many men and horses were left in the rear. There were also thousands of light cavalry cruising around on the two wings.
, always seemed to be preparing to cross the interception on both wings of the Song army and go straight to the rear of the formation.
It was not beyond Zhu Biao's expectations at all, but one fact that must be explained is that this arrangement is definitely the most suitable array for the Prince's Army's battle!
Aiming at the loophole of the Song Army's lack of cavalry units that could quickly bypass and attack the enemy's rear, they concentrated their superior forces to crush them comprehensively, and started fighting across the board, fighting for consumption and strength!
"Then let's follow Zhu Shuai's method!" Chen An also rode out of the flag gate with a sword in his hand.
"That's right. Zhu Shuai is still thoughtful." Zhang Fuyang went into battle despite being injured, but his momentum remained intact.
"Haha, the three generals each have important responsibilities today, don't take them with you!" Zhu Biao said to Chen An and Zhang Fuyang without denying his words.
Predicting the enemy's situation does not mean that you can win the battle, everything still depends on the efforts on the battlefield.
The surrendered troops of Zhang Hu and Du Tianhua were brought under his command. Zhu Biao's military strength now exceeds 40,000. Compared with Pei Lun's 60,000 to 70,000 troops, the gap in strength has been shortened a lot.
However, if anyone thinks about the fact that more than half of the 40,000-strong Song army are captive soldiers who have recently surrendered, then the comparison of the strength of the two armies will make everything clear.
For ordinary generals, such a "disunited" army is not as good as a unit with only half the men and a pure nature, which is better and has more combat effectiveness.
Zhu Biao glanced at the faces of the three generals for the last time, lightly kicked the horse's belly, and the horse ran out of the formation with a clatter.
"Zhu Biao of the Northern Han Dynasty is here, who dares to fight with me?"
The sound of war drums was loud, but it couldn't cover up Zhu Biao's tiger roar!
The two armies were at odds with each other, and the Song Army's already low morale had dropped somewhat. Although Zhu Biao had expected this, seeing the red Yaya value of 53 points, he still had the urge to roar.
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Fighting generals has become an indispensable magic weapon.
"Oh?" Pei Lun was surprised in the formation of the Prince's Army. He knew that in Beiyu, there was no fighting general rule between the Sixth Army and Hu Di.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Biao, a native of the Northern Han Dynasty, took the initiative to provoke a fighting general and even went to fight himself.
"Hahaha, people from a small country dare to imitate the fighting generals of the Celestial Dynasty? General, if the last general asks for an order to fight, he will behead his son and offer it to his tent."
"General Xia, be careful." Pei Lun praised. He knew Xia Guogang's martial arts.
A horse rushed from the enemy formation. "A certain Xia Guogang is here to chop off your dog's head——"
The person was still far away when a roaring voice roared out.
Maybe he really looked down on Zhu Biao, Zhu Biao did look young; or maybe he was holding his breath after receiving Liu Zhuo's letter of challenge yesterday. He raised the moon halberd high, and he really wanted to kill Zhu Biao with one blow.
"Drive!" Zhu Biao, who had already mastered the equestrian skill of 90, was completely connected with the war horse on his hip. With just a slight signal, the war horse raised its head and shouted four, spread its hooves, and rushed towards where Xia Guo had just come from.
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"Hiss..." A slight and almost inaudible sound broke through the space. Zhu Biao's internal energy rolled and was continuously sent into the spear. In an instant, the steel gun was filled with iron and the outside seemed to be wrapped in a solid layer.
of crystallization.
"Bang!" The two horses crossed each other. Xia Guogang's Yue'er Halberd didn't know whether it hit the actual body of the steel spear, but the whole halberd head swayed high. A bright light shone on Xia Guogang's chest with the middle door wide open.
The past flashed by, the horse was gone and the person was left behind.
Together with the armor around him, Xia Guogang's 200-kilogram corpse was hung by a point steel gun and directly picked out from the horse's back. Zhu Biao held the spear horizontally with one hand, and the body was suspended in mid-air.
The Prince's Army, who were shouting and cheering for Xia Guogang, immediately acted like old chickens and ducks with their necks stuck. They could only make a "clucking" sound in their throats. Each one of them had their mouths widened and looked at the formation in disbelief.
One scene.
How is this possible? General Xia Guogang, who is highly skilled in martial arts, failed to pass under Zhu Biao's hand in one fight.
Pei Lun's calm face turned red instantly, his head almost exploded with a bang, his ears were as red as blood. Veins on his neck popped out, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.
"Damn it! Damn it! How could this happen?"
Zhu Biao was only twenty-three years old. Even if he had been practicing Kung Fu since his mother's womb, he still wouldn't have killed Xia Guogang with one shot. This kind of ability would be hard to find in the entire Divine Capital Forbidden Army.
"Okay, okay, okay..."
"Oh, oh, oh oh oh..."
Compared with the silence of the Prince's Army, thousands of people were silent. The Song Army, who was stunned for a moment, recovered and burst into a huge cheer that made the white clouds in the sky explode.
A completely unexpected happiness filled their hearts. It was like a big pie falling from the sky out of thin air. They picked up a piece of paper on the ground and found out that they won a five million grand prize in the lottery. What is overjoyment and surprise?
Crossover, that's what it really is.
The depression that was originally caused by 'fear' in my heart was instantly broken. The inspiration of the Battle of Lingjiao Lake, which had been suppressed by the Prince's Army's formation, flooded into my heart again.
Army morale: 65.
"Who else is going to die? If Zhu Biaoruo can't kill you within three months, I'll be killed by a horse!"
"Who will die???"
There were sixty or seventy thousand soldiers in the prince's army, but no one dared to answer.
"Drink, drink, drink..."
Loud shouts to the beat of drums rang out from the Song Army formation. In the midst of these shouts, the originally slack military formation condensed, and the originally slack fighting spirit became more intense. At a speed that was completely visible to the naked eye, the Song Army's battle formation
is strengthening rapidly.
"Beat the drum, march!" Pei Lun clutched the golden gun in his hand with an ugly face. He had the urge to go to the battlefield, but the fear of death held him back. He was definitely not Zhu Biao's opponent, or even his.
The enemy of Sanhe, because Pei Lun, who knew Xia Guogang's martial arts, was only on par with Xia Guogang.
"Pei Lun! Do you dare to fight? I will give you an arm..."
Seeing that his order was not conveyed at the first time, he swung his gun and swept the messenger behind him off his horse. The cracking sound of broken bones determined the final fate of the messenger.
"Drive..." Another messenger moved. "The general has an order, beat the drum, march. March -"
The huge panic only gripped the hearts of the messengers, and they shouted loudly to vent the fear in their hearts.
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong..." The stopped war drums beat again. The fierce drumbeats told the soldiers of the Prince's Army what they were going to do next.
A low seed is buried in the hearts of everyone in the Prince Army. It is only waiting for the next moment to take root and sprout!
"Hahaha, hahaha, you have no guts, you have no guts..."
Zhu Biao laughed heartily and proudly.
"Watch a certain family teach you how to command an army——"
He picked up the horse's reins and shook off Xia Guogang's body with the spear, wishing Biao to fly.
The sound of drums and footsteps did not suppress Zhu Biao's words. Although he was headless, everyone knew that his words were addressed to Pei Lun.
Zhu Biao, rush into battle.
The charge of the gunmen was contrary to the military agreement he had discussed with Chen An and other three generals yesterday. The latter three generals, together with Zhu Biao's personal camp, were all excited at this moment as the prince's army marched and the war drums sounded.
It has transformed into a large circular array.
A cavalry charge against an army of 60,000 to 70,000 people.
"Kill him, kill him -" Pei Lun was a little excited and shouted out of control.
"Xilulu——" The sound of horses sounded, and as General Pei Lun shouted, five hundred fine cavalry were seen leaving Pei Lun's back, rushing towards Zhu Biao through the gaps between the large army arrays. They lined up.
A neat formation rode out from the center of the Prince's Army. After a short charge, they broke away from the large army. Then the formation dispersed, and at the same time an unstoppable momentum rose from these cavalry.
Because the Battle of Kaizhou was mainly about attacking fortifications, as the Prince's Army previously believed, Pei Lun did not bring many cavalry at all. Except for the five thousand cavalry on the left and right wings and the five thousand cavalry left in Dong'an County, the only
There is also an organized cavalry unit, which is the one in his own barracks.
Now, they take action.
A high-quality cavalry that is more than one level higher than the two-wing cavalry. The Pei family house has raised generations of hard-core fighters. The instructors are not only martial arts masters, but also veterans from the war thirty years ago. They are stronger than the real ones in Shendu.
The elite cavalry of the Forbidden Army are all strong!
"Da da..." The sound of horse hooves rolled past like thunder. The tall horses, each wearing fine iron armor, had super strong defense. The private soldiers created by the aristocratic family were far superior to the ordinary soldiers of the imperial court in terms of equipment and quality.
But, so what?
There were no arrows or crossbows. The two sides just sprinted straight.
Zhu Biao's horse is as powerful as a dragon, and it is like a collision between a sharp knife and a tofu. What about the strong armor of Pei Lun's soldiers? It is still as rotten as dead wood under the point of the steel gun. Short soldiers, broken armor
, horse heads, human limbs, blood flying all the way, Zhu Biao was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and he was like a god under the gun, as if he was entering an uninhabited land.
"Qiang——" Finally a cavalryman was ushered in. The lacquered gold steel fork was like a golden lightning and hit Zhu Biao's dark but sparkling point steel gun. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature,
