Chapter 3 Fenghuo (No. 3 Middle School) saw that Li Shimin's team had completed the combat mission assigned by him ahead of schedule. Xu Zi was stunned for a moment, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Follow me, chase the deserters and kill them!" He raised Ran.
The bloody black knife collided with the broken sword in Li Shimin's hand. It was as casual as meeting Luo Shixin and others on the battlefield. Then without looking back, he rushed through the no-man's land cleared by Li Shimin, Samurai Tong and others, and pushed further.
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The main force of the cavalry behind him has always maintained a complete formation. The speed is not very fast, but it never stops. All around, scattered tribal warriors are driven over, naked buttocks, throwing away their weapons and men's dignity, wolfing in front of the horse's head.
At this moment of Ben Zitu, they were no longer wolf cavalry roaming the world, but a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Even if a country warrior without any training caught up from behind, he could cut them to the ground.
Li Shimin was stunned when he saw Xu Zi actually beating a group of wolves so hard that he didn't dare to look back. This situation was beyond his imagination. Although the Flying Tiger Army in his hands was the elite of the world, it had never had the same momentum as Yun Ding.
The frontier troops under Xing's command were far less elite than the Flying Tiger Army. Li Shimin knew clearly the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers on both sides. However, when an ordinary frontier army came into Xu Zi's hands, it was as if they had been transformed. Their attacks were not ruthless, but they were
The victory lies in being orderly. They followed the defeated soldiers unhurriedly, speeding up or slowing down from time to time, killing the remnant soldiers who escaped the slowest, driving away the defeated soldiers who still had enough physical strength, and melted the Turkic camps like melting snow.
No one can stop this cavalry, and all opponents who dare to fight will only die. Most of the time, Li Xu does not personally wield the sword, and the enemies who try to rush in front of him are always suddenly discovered by the large group of people at the last moment.
After the Changshou promptly overthrew and killed the enemies who dared to stroke the tiger's beard, those Changshu who could not see the source quickly retreated into the formation as if they had done nothing, completely ignoring the fleeing war horses and those about to be trampled.
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It was a kind of contempt for the world. No one could stop Li Shimin, who was familiar with military books, from instantly coming to the conclusion that if his Flying Tiger Army met the same number of border troops, the outcome would not necessarily be better than the tribal warriors in front of him whom he had not seen for many years.
The black knife in Zhongjian's hands is no longer a murder weapon, but a musician's piano and a painter's pen, swayed at will, like mountains and rivers.
For a moment, Li Shimin felt a little jealous, but he quickly turned his jealous thoughts into admiration. "Charge up and follow General Li Lang!" he ordered loudly, then straightened his horse's head and let his troops move.
Connected with Li Xu's troops, they formed the same multi-column and horizontal square formation.
Many enemy troops in front had already jumped on horseback. The sacrifice of their own Paoze bought them sufficient preparation time. But soon, the tribal warriors discovered that the situation was not good. The first wave of people who rushed forward were not the Central Plains cavalry.
, but instead cried out for their compatriots looking for a way to escape. These desperate people pushed away the horses with their hands, broke up their own troops, and spread fear and depression like a plague. Several hundred leaders tried to use killing to stop the chaos, but were defeated by deserters.
They were forcibly torn off their horses and stepped under their feet.
"How can the Dahe tribe have the right to kill our Mo Company tribe members!" In the chaos, someone vented their grievances regardless of the overall situation. Then, the attackers were wrapped up in the rout and retreated. The Han people rushing towards the opposite side suddenly accelerated at this juncture.
, crashing into the chaotic army like a thunderous wave. In an instant, the entire military formation was shattered into pieces. The horses that lost their owners screamed and ran around, knocking over those who stood in the way, and countless pairs of fleeing feet jumped from the bodies of those who fell.
Stepping over it, the Sui army trampled it into a pulp before waiting for them to come and kill it.
"Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo" Li Shimin heard the sound of uneven horns and accelerated with the army. He glanced at the position of the Chinese army with the corner of his eye and found that many of Li Xu's soldiers were mixed in very regularly.
These people in the army were wearing light armor, holding a horizontal sword with one hand and holding a torch high with the other hand. If someone connected all the torches in the first row with a pen in the air, the result would be exactly a straight line.
"Woo-wu-wu!" The trumpet sound from beside Li Xu sounded again, and every hundred or so steps, it was repeated by a trumpeter from Qijun. The soldiers heard the sound of the horn and slowly shook their handles.
The mounts under the crotch also slowed down immediately. The generals at all levels quickly conveyed the orders they saw and heard, leading the entire army to break away from the enemy.
Slow, slow, quick, slow, Xuzi skillfully controlled the rhythm of the attack. They were waves of sea waves, and the coalition forces were dams made of mud and sand. Under the successive blows, the tribal warriors were still unable to stabilize their position.
All the camps tried to organize resistance, but each time the resistance was quickly broken down. The newly defeated soldiers fled with the original remnant soldiers, becoming the pioneers of the Sui army. However, the number of these pioneers was getting larger and larger, and the destruction was
The force grew stronger and stronger until finally, barely waiting for the Sui army to press forward, the hastily organized military formation of the recalcitrants had been overwhelmed by their own people.
There was no suspense in the battle. The poorly trained coalition forces were unable to establish a stable defense line. As the defeat spread, some Khans and locals who were lucky enough not to be selected as the first wave of attack targets simply gave up the idea of turning things around.
Taking advantage of the defeated army and being rushed to their own camp, they threw away most of the looted goods, jumped on their horses, and fled in panic.
"Brother Zhong Jian is no longer the same brother Zhong Jian he was back then!" Li Shimin, who had observed most of the battle, came to the conclusion in his heart. He found that he seemed to have returned to a few years ago, following the opponent and learning every move of the opponent.
Under his control, the army gradually kept pace with the main force. Unknowingly, Li Shimin had thrown away the broken long spear and waved the scimitar he had snatched from the enemy with one hand.
"Keep the rhythm, keep the formation!" Li Shimin loudly issued orders while waving his machete. He was very glad that he could meet Xu Zi again this time. This allowed him to see another tactic different from what Liu Hongji taught and different from what Liu Hongji taught.
Hou Junji concluded that it was a tactic completely figured out by Li Xu from battles, with his personal imprint everywhere.
"No wonder my father would rather let his fourth sister go to find him!" At the same time, Li Shimin also understood his father's good intentions. If the Li family tried their best to stop it, there would be hundreds of opportunities to catch Zhe'er back, but his father would rather choose the clumsiest one.
He threatens to sever the relationship between father and daughter, and he doesn’t want others to really hurt Qi’er.
Is there really any family ties in the world that can be cut off casually? Li Shimin smiled and raised the scimitar in his hand high.
