The soldiers on the front line were fighting. The gap between the weapons and equipment of the two sides was revealed soon after the close encounter. The Xiliang soldiers were wearing leather armor. These leather armors were made from the furs of beasts in the snow forest and had a certain degree of defense.
If the weapons in the hands of the Qing Army soldiers were not used with full force, they would only leave some marks on the leather armor.
Leather armor protects the vital points of Xiliang soldiers, reducing casualties and injuries on the Xiliang side.
Archers and crossbowmen were also firing continuously, attacking the troops behind the Qing Army.
The troops of both sides are now in a stalemate. The enemy's main force has not yet attacked, and the Xiliang side has not attacked and has maintained its formation.
At present, it seems that the morale of these cannon fodder soldiers is still good, and they can last for a while. Prime Minister Li is not in a hurry. When the enemy's casualties reach 30 to 40%, the morale of these soldiers will fall to the bottom!
That's when the army decides to win.
Song Cheng was not in a hurry. The troops on the flank had already passed. Xiliang wanted to surround the troops with the Seventh Army and killed the troops on the flank. This was to give them a chance.
Pang Sheng was galloping away with three thousand cavalry. Li Xiang, who was on the high platform, felt something was wrong in the distance. He saw dust rising from the loess, as if there were thousands of troops galloping.
Zhang Tiezhu and his party on the side were just about to lead the troops to charge in when they felt a vibration coming from the ground. They had felt this vibration many times. This was the sound of the cavalry charging.
There are cavalry coming to kill!
Several people had ignored the planned plan, and Zhang Tiezhu shouted loudly on his horse: "Spearmen in formation!"
One thousand of the two thousand men under his command were armed with spears. After receiving the order, they rushed forward a few steps, half-crouched on the ground, with the bottom of the spear leaning on the ground, holding the spear with both hands, so that when the cavalry rushed over, the ground would still be clear.
Help them block some of the power.
Behind them are swordsmen and shieldmen. The Seventh Legion does not have swordsmen, but there are swordsmen and shieldmen. Swordsmen require long-term training and have high requirements for sword skills. Very few soldiers of the Seventh Legion meet this requirement.
Swords are easy to acquire and only require a period of training before you can go on the battlefield. Therefore, in the Seventh Legion, there are currently two types of arms, sword and shield bearers and spearmen.
The spearmen inherited the weapons left by the soldiers of the first six legions of Xiliang. The soldiers of the first six legions were changing their uniforms.
Spears, spears, Ges, halberds, knives, and swords are currently the main weapons of the Xiliang army. Each weapon has a corresponding enemy. Ges are mainly used to deal with enemies with low armor. Spears are similar, and spears are used to break enemies.
Armor and sword depend on the quality of the soldier.
Zhang Tiezhu's soldiers are not the best in combat effectiveness among the Seventh Army, but in defensive battles, basically no one can compare with Zhang Tiezhu's troops.
"Another group of spearmen!" Zhang Tiezhu shouted loudly, and without saying a word, the black cloud behind him let a thousand of his men pass.
The cavalry of the Great Wall Legion appeared. The large cadres liked bright armor. The armor of the Great Wall Legion was red, with bright red cloaks and bright red armor. Three thousand cavalry came galloping forward.
Zhang Tiezhu arranged the defense in full swing. Two rows of spearmen were arranged in four rows, and the soldiers behind were rushing over.
On the right side of Qing, the elite troops who were attacking Xiliang's main force formed three thousand people and attacked the soldiers of the Seventh Legion not far away from them.
Luo Mu took out his big sword: "Aza, come with me!"
The spearmen phalanx in front cannot be allowed to be harassed by these Green Army soldiers. Otherwise, if the cavalry rushes in, they will most likely end up here.
"Okay!" Aza responded: "Soldiers from our headquarters follow me!"
Four thousand men were divided from the 10,000-horse army, and followed the two men and rushed towards the elite troops separated from the Qing Army. Both sides had no formations and just rushed over under the leadership of their respective generals.
Luo Mu and Azha are few masters of chaotic fighting among the Xiliang army. One of them was the chief manager of bandits and the other the chief manager of a sect branch. Their fighting style is to fight indiscriminately and take away the enemy in one go.
The elite troops of the Qing Army have been trained to know various battle formations, but now it is not the time for both sides to fight, so the generals of both sides are at the forefront.
Luo Mu slashed downwards with the big knife in his hand. The Xiliang war horse was very tall. He had to half-bow to cut down the Qing army soldiers with the long knife. Heads flew up one after another, and bright red blood spilled on the ground.
The Xiliang war horses used their hooves to cut a bloody path between the enemies. The soldiers of the Seventh Legion followed behind. The soldiers from both sides interspersed and brandished their weapons. Only one of the two sides could survive.
Pang Sheng is on the war horse, and her white horse and silver spear are extremely dazzling. Unfortunately, she was defeated at the hands of Li Xiang yesterday, which greatly changed her image and cannot make the soldiers of the Seventh Legion feel fear.
Zhang Tiezhu was on a war horse, holding in his hand a horse spear used by Xiliang cavalry. Before getting this weapon, Zhang Tiezhu didn't feel how powerful this weapon was, but it was just that it was much longer than a spear.
After getting it, he wanted to sleep with this weapon every day.
Whoever uses it knows the power of 槊!
Seeing Pang Sheng with a white horse and a silver spear, Zhang Tiezhu's eyes were full of solemnity. This person in front of him was the person that the lord had to spend a lot of effort to defeat. He was not the opponent of the person in front of him at all. To be precise, there was no one in their seventh legion.
That person can defeat the person in front of me
You must not let the opponent enter the formation!
Three thousand spearmen and three thousand sword and shield bearers were waiting for the cavalry to arrive. The ground was shaking more and more violently, and they could hear the sound of horse hooves not far away.
Soldiers are making final preparations!
"kill!"
Pang Sheng pointed the silver gun at the soldiers of the Seventh Legion. The speed of the cavalry had increased to the fastest. The cavalry of the Great Wall Legion were not light cavalry, but heavy armored cavalry, all covered with iron armor.
The mounts beneath them are also the top war horses in the world, and can carry their armored cavalry.
Rumble!
The soldiers of the Seventh Legion could no longer hear any sound. There was only the rumble of horse hooves in their ears.
Among the three thousand iron horsemen, their spears pointed forward, they were the most powerful unit on the plains, and nothing could stop their charge.
The soldiers of the Seventh Legion could feel the fishy wind brought by the charge of the cavalry, and could feel the indifferent eyes of those knights.
The cavalry at the front stared closely at the soldiers of the Seventh Legion. The war horses had been covered with black cloth so as not to be frightened by the spear array. The war horses were also living beings and they knew how to be afraid.
The only thing you can do is cover your eyes and let the knight control you and rush forward!
boom!
The first cavalryman rushed to the spear array, and the sharp spear pierced the body of the war horse. The war horse let out a piercing cry, but it could no longer stop and continued to rush forward. The knight above raised the spear in his hand.
Stab, the soldier in front fell.
Click!
The spear inserted into the horse's body broke. He continued to charge forward a few times. The knight on top kicked off his feet and jumped into the ranks of the Seventh Legion soldiers.
The cavalry from behind rushed up, and the blindfolded war horses rushed into the phalanx. Even with several spears stuck in their bodies, the horses still rushed forward a few meters, using their bodies to open a passage for the comrades behind them.
"Replenish!" Zhang Tiezhu shouted loudly, and the spearmen behind immediately rushed forward to fill the positions of the dead soldiers. However, the speed of replenishment was not as fast as the impulsive losses caused by the cavalry in front.
Pang Sheng had already rushed to the front of the formation. There were corpses everywhere. The white horse under him jumped, and Pang Sheng swiped the silver gun in his hand.
boom!
With true energy like a dragon, among the soldiers of the Seventh Legion who rushed in, a dozen soldiers flew out and Pang Sheng rushed in.
If he can't defeat Prime Minister Li, then he will take it out on the people in front of him!
The gun shot out like a dragon, killing a soldier of the Seventh Legion every time. These soldiers were the strongest and could not be more powerful, but Pang Sheng was already a first-class master, and the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.
Zhang Tiezhu saw Pang Sheng kill one of his men with one blow from behind. His heart was bleeding. His soldiers were no match for this man.
"Guards, follow me, Heiyun, take command!"
Zhang Tiezhu picked up his horse and rode towards Pang Sheng. Three hundred personal guards followed Zhang Tiezhu. The spearmen in front were still resisting hard. When Pang Sheng broke through the air, the soldiers blocked it with their lives.
Pang Sheng picked a soldier to death with his spear. He felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind, and the spear thrust out "嘡!". He almost let go of the spear. When he turned around, he saw a big man holding a weapon that was similar to a spear, but it was a very strange weapon.
This weapon from Xiliang is quite strange!
"Who is coming?" Pang Sheng asked.
Zhang Tiezhu saw the corpses of soldiers of the Seventh Army everywhere, and he was filled with grief and anger: "Your grandfather, Zhang Tiezhu of Xiliang!"
The long spear suddenly smashed forward. Pang Sheng picked up the spear in his hand, used four or two strokes of a thousand pounds, pushed the long spear to the side, and spurred his horse to charge towards Zhang Tiezhu. Zhang Tiezhu saw Pang Sheng rushing towards him, and followed the force exerted by Pang Sheng on the long spear.
The length of the stick is very long. The best place to hold it is in the middle position, and then turn it around.
Pang Sheng seemed to have seen the blow from Li Xiang yesterday. Seeing that the long stick was about to hit him, Pang Sheng bent down and the whistling stick flew past Pang Sheng's face.
Pang Sheng secretly thought it was dangerous, but at the same time he was very upset that he was forced into this state by this little third-rate person in front of him.
"Death!" Pang Sheng stabbed out the spear in his hand. The blow was so fast that Zhang Tiezhu only had time to move to the side. The spear stabbed Zhang Tiezhu's shoulder. As soon as the spear was pulled out, Zhang Tiezhu immediately fell down.
Pang Sheng was about to stab him forward, "Buzz!" A long knife flew over to one side of his face. The long knife flew past the side of his face. Zhang Tiezhu stood up, and the long knife at his waist had disappeared.
The guards at the back had already caught up and picked up a spear: "Follow me!"
A dozen personal guards stabbed Pang Sheng's horse with spears. Pang Sheng jumped and fell immediately. With a sweep of the spear, the sharp Qi was released. Zhang Tiezhu and others raised their spears to resist.
Rumble!
The cavalry of the surrounding Great Wall roared past. The spearmen could no longer stop these cavalry, and the cavalry rushed into the army.
A hundred cavalrymen rushed up from behind Pang Sheng and took a look at Zhang Tiezhu and his party: "Except for that big guy, kill everyone else!"
"Kill the horse!" Seeing that the troops in front could not stop the cavalry, Heiyun rushed forward with the troops behind him. The sword and shield soldiers rushed towards the cavalry. They were also afraid, but the general was still there, so they could not retreat!
The black cloud rushed to the front to meet the charging cavalry, and as soon as it reached the horse's legs, it slashed at it.
The leg of the war horse was cut off instantly, and at the same time the other leg kicked Heiyun's body. Heiyun felt his vision go black, severe pain shot through him, and he flew backwards.
The war horse with a broken leg ran forward for a few steps before falling down, just in time to land on Hei Yun, and the bright red blood stained Hei Yun's body.
The soldiers of the Seventh Legion behind them rushed forward and were mercilessly crushed by the cavalry. Only a few of them cut off the legs of their horses, and the rest were scattered by the cavalry.
The resistance was no longer effective. When the soldiers further behind saw the cavalry rushing towards them, they turned around and rushed towards the battlefield of the Qing Army and Luo Mu's group in the distance.
They could not block the cavalry attack, but no matter how fierce the Qing Army cavalry were, they could not rush into the melee battlefield.
There were still some soldiers who had been killed and their courage was broken. They ran towards the Xiliang formation without thinking. If they ran into the formation, they would survive. The soldiers from Xiliang headquarters would definitely be able to block the cavalry.
Li Xiang, who was on the high platform, saw the battle on the side battlefield. The 10,000-strong army had been scattered by the cavalry of the Great Wall Legion. There was also a melee on the side. Could it be that the infantry really couldn't stop the cavalry?
However, not necessarily, it may be that the infantry is too weak!
Thinking of Li Xiangdao: "If you can accept it, accept it; if you can't accept it, let them stay out of the formation!"
The enemy's main force has not yet been dispatched, and ideally cannot dispatch the main force. The soldiers of the Seventh Army will depend on their own destiny.
About a thousand people joined Luo Mu and his party on the battlefield. Luo Mu looked back and saw that the original phalanx was no longer there, Zhang Tiezhu and Hei Yun had disappeared, and the Qing Army cavalry was massacring the fleeing soldiers.
He noticed that the cavalry did not pay attention to them, but looked to the side. The left side of the main army was already in battle. The Qing Army was fiercely attacking on the left. Judging from the appearance of these cavalry, they should want to break through the left formation and kill them.
In the middle of the army.
More than two thousand people were chased by these cavalry and charged sideways. The Qing Army troops made way for this unit.
To the soldiers of the Qing Army, the Xiliang Formation was like a city wall. No matter how they attacked, this wall still stood firm.
Regardless of whether the Qing Army was driving them away or not, they only had one thought now, which was to get to the main formation of Xiliang. They would be safe if they ran in.
The cavalry were more than a hundred meters away from them. As long as there was an opening in the Xiliang formation, they would dare to rush through.
The Xiliang soldiers on the front and left were under great pressure.
Li Xiang knew the pressure from the army on the front and left, so he transferred half of the troops on the right to support the two places. The soldiers from the rear also followed, and the enemy's main force was about to enter the battlefield.
He is waiting for the final battle!
Qingjun
"General, most of the seventh legion on the flank has been defeated!"
There was no look of relief on Song Cheng's face. The most powerful soldiers in Xiliang were the soldiers from Xiliang. The seventh legion was just a force recruited from outside. If the Xiliang formation was not broken, everything would be meaningless.
"General Pang Sheng is driving the defeated troops towards the Xiliang formation!" the messenger continued.
Song Cheng nodded, glanced at the sky, and saw that the sun had already risen to the middle: "Order the rear troops to move forward, and the Great Wall Army to press forward!"
