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Chapter 3 Ups and Downs (13)

The standard cavalry attack formation is multiple lines. There is a fixed distance between each line and each member of the same line. In this way, it can better prevent the enemy's arrow volleys. During the charge, the front row of cavalry and

The positions of the rear cavalry should also be staggered to avoid accidental injuries caused by sudden slowdown in speed due to contact with the enemy. The soldiers of the Xiongwu Camp have not experienced strict military formation training, so naturally they cannot meet the movement standards. When their officers

Under loud instructions, they reluctantly opened the distance between them while galloping, and they were already within a hundred steps of the rebels.

Fortunately, the rebels' training level was even worse. A sparse arrow shot from the pocket, but half of it missed the cavalry. The other half of the arrow fell from the sky above the cavalry's heads, and most of them missed.

The target was hit. Only a few lucky arrows completed their mission, but the force was offset by the breastplate and helmet, causing casualties like a baby being tickled.

Seeing that the opponent's fighting power was so poor, the cavalry howled loudly and excitedly. "Ah-ah-ah", "Aw-aw-aw", they howled like wolves, urged by the sound of war drums.

Trying to move forward. Although there are only two thousand people, the momentum is like a million people. The smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves cover the sky and the sun, blocking the sight of the rebels. The rebels on the opposite side are a little scared, and release the second wave with trembling hands.

Wave feather arrows. Due to the close distance between the two sides, the damage caused by this round of arrow rain was slightly greater. But the cavalry could no longer control their speed. They ignored the death of Pao Ze around them and banged their stirrups desperately, squeezing the speed of their mounts to the limit.

Li Xu put away the horizontal sword, took the long spear from the hands of the soldiers, raised his arms, lowered his elbows, leveled the long spear, straightened it, and rushed towards the center of the enemy's formation with the speed of his horse. At the same time, he rushed towards the center of the enemy's formation.

The cavalrymen in a row made the same movements as the general, raising their arms, lowering their elbows, leveling their long spears, slightly bowing their waists, and pointing the tips of their spears at the enemy's chest.

The force generated by the impact caused the pole to suddenly bend and turn into a bow shape. At the moment when the tip of the pole lifted the enemy off the ground, the pole suddenly straightened up. All the buffering power on the pole was immediately released, and the enemy soldier's body was ejected.

Go out and a string of blood rain falls in mid-air.

Xuzi didn't even have time to adjust his posture before his long spear came into contact with another target. The sharp tip of the spear pierced the enemy like cutting tofu. The pole bent and bounced away, and another corpse flew into the air.

Immediately, his spear found the third man, stabbed him down, dragged him far away with the inertia of the horse, and then shook him off, leaving the unfinished life rolling and struggling on the muddy ground.

The power of the long horse spear was brought to its fullest when dealing with infantry who had no armor and did not know how to form formations to protect themselves. Most of the cavalry around Asahi used hard spears, which did not have the buffering and storage capabilities of the composite spear in the hands of the general.

Although they had strong physical strength, with the speed of their war horses, they still caused huge damage to the enemy. The rebels' front army collapsed like an avalanche, and some people's bodies were actually penetrated by hard sticks, and their whole bodies were like candied haws.

The front part of the pole struggled and wailed. The owner of the long spear looked at a loss and didn't know how to deal with this situation. He just gritted his teeth and used all his strength to straighten the body of the spear and lower it until the tip of the spear pierced the next target, the palm of his hand.

The power can no longer be grasped.

An instant later, the fifth opponent fell in front of Li Xu's horse. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a slight hunchback, and looked very much like his uncle Zhang Baosheng. Seeing Li Xu's horse charging towards him, he was frightened.

He had to drop the wooden stick in his hand, turn around and run away. In his panic, he didn't even know how to dodge to the side. The sharp spear point penetrated his back, stabbed out from his chest, and took his body forward for more than ten steps.

Then he was thrown far into the crowd.

For a moment, Li Xu felt a little unbearable. But the shouts of killing on the battlefield soon woke him up. The enemy's army was five times his own, and there was no room for weakness in a life-and-death situation. He raised his arms and leveled his long legs again.

, let the cold light on the tip of the branch take away a new life driven by the war horse.

Rebels are like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Hold on, hold on, there are too many of us!" Half a year ago, he only commanded more than 20 government officials, but now he has become the commander of 30,000 rebels. Yuan Wuben, the governor of Liyang County, shouted at the top of his lungs. "Kill, kill, retreat.

Kill the one who kills you!" The war drum in front of him was beaten like thunder. He saw the crowds surging in front of him, and the cowardly people were constantly being executed by his own soldiers, but the courage forced by the steel knife could not last long.

, when the boatmen and civilians discovered that the cavalry in the front were more ruthless in their killing methods than the war supervisors in the rear, they often retreated faster than they rushed forward, forcing the formation of their own army to shrink and break, and it was about to break.

At the feet of the general.

The rebels couldn't stand it.

Yang Xuangan launched a hasty revolt. The main force was originally made up of boatmen and civilians. Although the number of troops had expanded to 300,000, the majority of the troops were the common people and thieves who fished in troubled waters. And for

In order to capture Luoyang as soon as possible, Yang Xuangan followed Wei Fusi's advice and transferred all the capable fighters to the south of the Yellow River. Therefore, those who stayed in Liyang to guard the rebels' lair at this time were the weakest among the rebels.

Since Xiongwuying returned from Liaodong, it has entered the ranks of the elite.

Yuan Wuben was killed by Li Xu who came straight towards his commander's flag. He wanted to fight, but he had unscrupulous generals at his disposal. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't bear to leave tens of thousands of his brothers. Just when he was hesitating, Yu Wenshi and his outflanking troops

The horse also successfully got behind him.

"Kill, don't leave Yuanwuben!" Yu Wenshiji led more than 2,000 brothers and attacked the puppet Liyang County Guard Yuanwuben's central army from behind. In order to create greater chaos for the enemy, he moved from a distance

More than 500 war horses were left behind, driven by more than 20 brothers, galloping back and forth.

"He called me Shiji brother!" Yuwen Shiji's heart was warmed by friendship, which made him feel comfortable all over. Calling people by their first names instead of calling them by their cousins ​​is a very impolite behavior in the eyes of the children of the aristocratic family.

In order to express his protest, the person being addressed often does not hesitate to break off friendship with the rude person. But Yuwen Shiji felt that Xuzi calling him "Brother Shiji" was more impressive than him politely calling him "Renren" or Yuwen Jianjun.

People feel comfortable.

Yu Wenshiji knew that he had melted into this group of soldiers and ruffians, like milk into water. Although these people were from humble backgrounds, short-sighted, and had countless bad habits, among this group of soldiers and ruffians, he felt

I am like a dragon submerged in water, free and comfortable, and can make waves at any time.

The waves of blood he stamped out with his horse's hooves completely defeated the rebels' resistance.

The enemy's confidence had been cut off by more than half by Li Xu and his men, and they were rushed from behind by Yu Wenshi and his men. They immediately lost the courage to continue fighting. The smoke and dust from behind made them wonder how many officers and soldiers were coming.

So most of the people dropped their swords and spears in despair and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. A few who were more daring spread their legs and fled in all directions. They did not expect to escape the war horses, but only wanted to be better than their companions.

Run faster and faster. They don't care whether they can find food in the wilderness they have ruined or what fate awaits them.

The servants brought the war horse to Yuan Wuben and asked him to mount it and escape. Yuan Wuben put his boots into the stirrups and tried hard, but his feet slipped out. He stretched out his feet again and tried hard again, but his thighs were trembling and he couldn't use any strength.

The loyal steward lay down and used his shoulders to push Yuan Wuben onto the horse's back. Yuan Wuben glanced at the steward with gratitude, and just about to raise his whip, the horse under his crotch suddenly let out a mournful cry and fell softly to the ground.

As he climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, the servants around him were shot down by arrows one after another.

"The situation is over!" Yuan Wuben let out a final cry in his heart, pulled out his sword, and tried to kill himself. As soon as he raised his arm, he heard a "ding" in his ears, followed by a huge force hitting him.

He took off the hilt of the sword, and the three-foot green blade flew up into the blue sky.

"Master Yuan, you lose!" Li Xu raised his hand and clasped another feather arrow on the bow arm. (To be continued)


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