The Sihun River meanders across the entire battlefield.
It is the beginning of summer, when the grass grows along the river and warblers fly, everything grows, and it is full of vitality.
On the grassland by the river, the wolfberry grass that breaks out of the ground fully enjoys the sunshine and the moisture of the river, growing steadily, and radiating the joy of life to its fullest.
Suddenly, a dense army of military boots came rushing in like an overwhelming force.
The wolf's needle grass that sprouted and flourished and had been growing for two months was ruthlessly crushed to the ground.
The wind blew, and the broken wolf's needle grass danced in the wind, seeming to be struggling to get up.
Sharp sounds of breaking through the air continued to sound, and blood rained down one after another.
"Peng!" The heavy body was unable to lie down, completely crushing the broken wolf's needle grass, leaving no trace.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded, the earth shook, the horses neighed, and countless warriors shouted loudly, piercing their sharp horse spears and spears into the enemy's chest.
This is the battlefield, a bottomless pit devouring life.
This was not Zheng Siping's first time on the battlefield, but every time he risked his life to fight, he would feel a rush of blood, as if harvesting other people's lives wantonly was his innate mission.
In order to complete this mission, he worked tirelessly and bravely, bathing in blood and still fighting vigorously.
He knew he was sick.
The martial artist is more or less sick, and he looks forward to meeting a brave opponent one day who will take his life away, and maybe then he can be freed.
But he didn't meet him today.
A whole three commanding infantrymen, holding long spears tightly, wielding heavy swords and long axes, collided with thousands of oncoming enemies.
The enemies shouted unknown slogans, with ferocious faces and fanatical expressions. Some even had tears in their eyes as they marched forward bravely.
A rifleman's neck was cut off by the enemy's scimitar. Blood spurted out and a fishy smell filled the sky.
Zheng Siping was like a dervish who had been practicing hard for many years. His mind did not waver at all. He even subconsciously licked the blood splashing at the corner of his mouth. He walked up quickly and slashed down with his long Ke ax, knocking off the enemy's entire arm.
.
After kicking away the screaming enemy, Chang Ke sent the ax forward again, and the sharp blade at the end of the ax penetrated the fur and pierced the skin.
A large group of dark red blood reflected on the enemy's chest, and his legs suddenly lost strength and fell limply to the ground.
Military boots stepped forward.
The enemy who fell on the ground stretched out his hands and subconsciously wanted to hug Zheng Siping's legs. But soon more cowhide military boots stepped on him. The grass was dyed dark with blood, and the young life disappeared among the blooming mountain flowers.
season.
****
With the help of his own soldiers, Yuan Xingqin put on his armor and mounted his horse.
Looking down from his position, he had a panoramic view of most of the battlefield.
The enemy army consisted of about five thousand infantry, with various types of equipment and uniform colors.
Some people have a strong stomach and sophisticated equipment and chant slogans.
Some people were wearing furs and holding simple wooden-handled spears, and they were also shouting slogans.
Their morale is pretty good, at least they dare to fight and fight hard, and they don't collapse at the first touch.
The formation was somewhat similar to the Central Plains' "Feng Xiang" formation, with those who dared to fight and fight in the front, and ordinary soldiers in the back. It was hoped that the elite soldiers could bravely defeat the Xia army, and then take advantage of the situation to pursue them and win a complete victory.
Xia Jun arranged the classic Yanyue Formation.
The central army is commanded by three infantrymen from the Tielin, Wuwei, and Tiande armies.
An infantryman from the Yi Cong Army was commanded as the left wing, and an infantryman from the Tianxiong Army was commanded as the right wing. From right to left, they rotated counterclockwise and attacked the enemy's flank obliquely.
Six commanding military cavalry were in the rear, listening to orders and waiting to attack.
This is a frontal battlefield.
Farther away in the valleys on both sides, the Rehai Turks' Bassagan and Sunong each led three to four thousand light cavalry, trying to take a detour to the enemy's rear and attack from both front and rear.
It sounds a bit bullying. The Xia army used about 18,000 Han horse, infantry and sergeants, but the enemy they faced was only 2,500 gulams, 5,000 infantry, and hundreds of light cavalry.
But war is like this, who can give you a fair duel?
After fighting for so long, the military formations of both sides have become entangled.
The Uighurs charged at the three infantry command of Xia Zhongjun. The two sides fought fiercely, refusing to give in to each other. As they continued to fight, even with the spiritual blessing of the Creator, the Uighurs' offensive still had no results, and there were even faint signs of being pushed back.
If you can't defeat the Chinese army when attacking the Yanyue Formation, then everything is really over. Don't even think about anything, because——
More than 1,800 infantrymen under the first command of the Tianxiong Army, whose right wing was prominent, had already moved into position and launched a flank attack against the enemy.
The Uighur soldiers who stayed behind were not fanatical jihadists, and except for the outermost layer, most of them inside were wearing leather armor, or even no leather armor, and were wearing fur fur.
They are not elite, and they are in a flank attack. How can they defeat Tianxiong's army?
Sartuk was a veteran of many battles. He quickly discovered the crisis, so he immediately mobilized a thousand Gulam warriors, formed a tight formation, and launched a charge against the Tianxiong Army.
There is no doubt that the war situation is unfavorable, so the reserve team is deployed.
Xia Jun was not to be outdone, and the reserve team also stepped up.
"Woo--" Just hearing the horn sound, the cavalry slowly left the station and began to charge.
Their speed was very fast, and in an instant, they rushed to the vicinity of the advancing Gulam heavy armored infantry.
The enemy troops were forced to stop and formed a small circular formation.
The outer circle is made up of tall shields and densely packed spears, while the inner circle is made up of powerful rifle bows, shooting deadly arrows outwards. From time to time, spears can be seen flying out, shooting at the Xia army cavalry who are too close.
fall.
Yuan Xingqin led two cavalrymen to direct more than 900 cavalrymen. They circled around this hedgehog-like circular formation and felt that they had no idea what to say.
"Damn, charge!" On the battlefield, the sound of killing was loud, and countless soldiers were fighting with their lives. Yuan Xingqin felt a little blushing, so he rushed forward with a group of people.
From Gulam's perspective, seven or eight cavalry suddenly rushed over from the opposite side, spread out widely and with great momentum.
The archers immediately fired, and the knights fell off their horses one after another.
But closely followed by several more cavalry, holding their bows and throwing spears hard, using their long and thick horse poles to swing away the densely packed spears.
The Ghulam warriors roared in unison, spears thrust out through the gaps in their shields, and the Xia army's cavalry fell from their horses with blood dripping from their heads.
The third group of more than ten cavalry rushed over.
Yuan Xingqin took advantage of the gap in his robes to penetrate the thick, long and heavy horse shaft into the enemy's formation, sweeping through thousands of troops.
The Gulam army fell into chaos and killed several people.
Yuan Xingqin roared, abandoned his horse, pulled out his iron lao, rode forward, hit a Gulam warrior in the face, and pulled again.
A shrill scream rang out from the formation, and almost the entire person's face was pulled off, with his eyeballs hanging out of his eye sockets, swaying along with his body.
"Jihad!" A Ghulam next to him pointed his gun at him.
Yuan Xingqin turned sideways to avoid it, pinched it under his arm, held the gun barrel tightly with his left hand, and pulled hard.
The enemy staggered a few steps and arrived in front of him.
Yuan Xingqin waved Tie Lao to fend off a scimitar that was slashed from the right side. He used his left hand again to pull the Gulam onto the horse, then turned the horse's head and walked away.
After he left, another thousand Gulam heavy armored infantry rushed up. Under a volley of rifle and bow fire, the Xia army's cavalry screamed and scattered in all directions.
"What a loss!" After Douma returned to the distance, Yuan Xingqin threw the prisoner to the ground, and his own soldiers swarmed up and tied him up.
"The Gulam army is a bit tough. They cannot rush, their positions are unshakable, and they have a tacit understanding when counterattacking." Wang Jianji rode over and said as he looked at the two Gulam armies that were changing their formations.
"You have to rush even if you can't. They are obviously going to move on. We can't let them interfere with the cubs of the Tianxiong Army." Yuan Xingqin stretched out his hand, took the new horse spear handed to him by his own soldiers, and said.
Many people dislike this kind of heavy cavalry weapon that is held in both hands. Because it is too long and heavy, it must be placed on the carriage even when riding on horseback. Otherwise, it will become too much for a long time.
But when you encounter tough heavy armored infantry like Gulam, you will know the benefits of heavy cavalry weapons.
Do you want to scratch the itch of heavy armored infantry with a lance that is so flimsy that it breaks at the touch of a touch?
"You consume too much horsepower." Wang Jianji stopped Yuan Xingqin and said, "I'll do it this time!"
After saying that, without waiting for Yuan Xingqin's reply, he waved the flag and rushed out with more than a thousand cavalry.
Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, Satuk put in a second reserve team: five hundred gulam armored cavalry.
****
The Haidong Falcon flew across the sky, and the golden sunlight fell on its wings, flashing a holy light.
On the vast land, more than 20,000 people from both sides fought together.
The battlefield can be divided into three parts: left, middle and right.
On the left side of the battlefield, a silver phalanx is slowly creeping forward. In front of the phalanx, there are dozens of small black spots that are crawling and jumping, fighting against the occasional enemy rangers passing by.
In this direction, everything is calm.
In the center of the battlefield, both sides originally formed five or six phalanxes, but now they are squeezed together, crowded and surging.
Looking down from the air, the Xia army's formation was obviously more strict, divided into two places.
One is on the front, squeezing the enemy firmly and pushing forward.
At one point, they circled to the right and launched an attack to the left. The enemy troops they encountered were in disarray. Many people turned around and fled, appearing disorganized and about to collapse.
This direction is the core of the entire battlefield. It can be clearly seen that the enemy's main infantry force is close to collapse, if the reserve team cannot move forward to rescue them.
On the right side of the battlefield, two Gulam armies, one in front and one behind, had merged together. Every time the two thousand heavy armored infantry wanted to move forward in formation, they were held back by the charge launched by the Xia army's cavalry.
Everyone can see that the Xia army's cavalry has high tactical literacy and full of courage, and the army's cavalry has been there to deal with the infantry from the beginning. They adopted the tactics of "attacking a corner" and endured casualties while trying to hold off the ancient army.
Ram's footsteps.
Behind the place where they were entangled, Gulam's armored cavalry was already mounted and was about to launch an attack, but suddenly stopped.
In this direction, the battle is also very fierce. Although it is not the main battlefield, it is a matter of victory or defeat.
When the south wind blows, the Haidong Falcon takes advantage of the wind and flies higher.
In its eyes, further to the west, the sky is filled with dust and the sound of hoofbeats is heard.
Thousands of Turkic light cavalry had already taken a circuitous route and returned to their positions. After a brief pause, they launched a swift charge.
Their appearance was sudden and the straw that broke the camel's back.
After a brief period of confusion, hundreds of gypsy cavalry left the starting point immediately and charged forward. This was the last reserve force in Saatuk's hands.
But their number was too small, and they were quickly overwhelmed by the Turks, who totaled nearly seven thousand people.
Gulam's armored cavalry hesitated a little, not knowing which direction to rescue.
After all, they were veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Their hesitation only lasted for a moment, and they quickly changed direction and charged towards the Rehai Turks in a dense formation.
How could the Turkic Qingqi dare to confront them head-on? Those in front were caught off guard and fell on their backs, while those behind them dispersed one after another.
Some of them circled behind the armored cavalry and used bows and arrows to deal with them.
Most of them carried out the original order and launched an attack from behind the main force of the Uighur infantry.
The moment the arrow fell, the Uighur formation, which had already begun to collapse on a small scale, completely collapsed.
The Haidong Falcon made a pleasant whistle and enjoyed the pleasure of flying.
It flew over the area where the two sides were fighting, and a large plume of smoke appeared in front of it.
Twenty thousand horsemen carrying swords and bows marched forward like a long dragon.
Judging from their attire, they must be Uighur soldiers, mainly infantry, and there are four to five thousand light cavalry infantry. They are mighty and non-stop.
