On December 27, 2011, the fifth year of Kaiping, Daliang (331), in the 21st year of Li Chengyuheng, the two fronters approached the same place among the mountains and ridges northwest of Hanfeng County.
Banman feels that his equipment is excellent, his ancestors have been from war for generations, and his combat power is strong.
The troops transported by the Xiangyang Du branch were Hu Han Jianer in Hexi. He felt that his people were fierce and wild, and they were extremely bloody in the conflict of clans. Later, they received training from the military commander army and their combat power was also strong.
As for He Lun's three hundred personal soldiers, half of them took off the iron armor from the back of the pack horse and began to arrange the array.
He Fen "humble" to ask Huan Wen to command, but Huan Wen took the initiative and climbed up to see the enemy's situation.
This is a mountain valley covered with forests.
The dilapidated mountain road is located at the bottom of the valley, next to it is a river. Xu Yaozu told him the name, but his accent is very strange and he didn't understand it very much.
The river is turbulent and constantly cutting the soil and stone walls on both sides. Perhaps this is how the original valley came from.
There is a sun in the sky, but it is as dim as a small red fireball.
The blue-gray mist wandered among the trees that had grown for almost hundreds of years. It rose from the wet and rotten forest. Huan Wen didn't know what it was. Maybe it was a miasma that everyone looked at?
The Banman local soldiers on the opposite side have already begun to line up.
Huan Wen had sharp eyes and even saw someone stepping on moss and gravel barefoot, walking as fast as he could.
The ornaments on their bodies made the sound of ringing bells.
Layers of vines are tied outside the thick wooden shield, as if they have absorbed the mist in the mountains, giving people a feeling of oiliness and water.
Banman's sword player lined up a total of seven columns and stood by the river.
The front rows of people were covered with iron armor, leather armor in the middle, and in the end there was nothing. They even had half-naked chests, not feeling cold at all. Various tattoos were faintly exposed beside their clothes, mostly snakes, tigers, and leopards.
The "rustling" footsteps are still ringing.
The brigade of crossbowmen was moving forward. There was no strong crossbow that could penetrate the shield, but only small crossbow machines carried by a single person.
Behind the regular crossbowman, there are some military land carrying medicine crossbows and gamblers.
They were wearing thick linen clothes full of patches, and some people held arrows and inserted them into the bamboo tube around their waists, with hunting cruelty and cunning piled up at the corners of their eyes.
Some people ran from behind, holding spears, big swords and other weapons, surrounded by a general in the middle.
There were several men hanging on the waist and drums beside the generals, as well as personal soldiers carrying large flags, "Crash--" and the rapids kept washing the river bank, and the Liang soldiers also set up formations.
He Fen held the helmet and held the armor, and took three hundred personal soldiers wearing armor to show their swords and shields, holding up the square and thick wooden shield with his hands. There were no vines on the shield, but only a layer of iron sheet covered with bright copper nails.
The heavy warrior stepped on the soft mud under the rotten leaves on the riverside, and was slightly uncomfortable.
The pockets decorated with red tassels kept bumping and hanging vines, which was very annoying.
Some soldiers came up from the left and right sides of Shenshi, with a total of more than a hundred people.
Most of them held step bows, and a few of them were wearing crossbows, looking at the mountains with cold light flashing in the fog.
"Crash!" There seemed to be a different noise in the torrent.
Huan Wen did not look back. He knew that some soldiers of Qiang, Xiongnu, and Xianbei "activated" their riding and shooting skills that they had practiced since childhood. They turned over their horses and carefully searched for open spaces that could be shot in the rugged mountain valleys.
The sound of neat footsteps sounded.
Thousands of soldiers were carrying spears, swords and shields, and lined up behind He's personal soldiers.
Some step archers dispersed from afar and ran into the forest on one side, trying to find the best shooting position and attack the enemy sideways.
"Quick" sounds, and the crows flew up from the mountains and forests again, staring at more than 3,000 people in the valley coldly, and then flapping their wings away.
"Dongdongdongdong-" The war drums of both sides almost hit the same side.
Military boots and straw sandals moved instantly.
Rattan card and iron shield move forward quickly.
The sound of the crossbow strings rising one after another, and the sound of the bow strings tensed up and filled the ears.
The smell of the river, the smell of rottenness and the smell of rust are coming to the nose almost at the same time.
"Kill!" The roar echoed throughout the river valley.
The crossbow arrows and bows and arrows arrived first with sharp roars. Almost instantly, the rattan cards and iron shields on both sides were covered with white hair.
The shield kept crying and falling down, causing a gap in the formation, and was soon completed by the people rushed up from the back row.
The distance between the two armies is getting closer and closer.
Hundred steps, seventy steps, fifty steps, and thirty steps When we reach thirty steps, almost all the archers shoot directly, and the powerful kinetic energy drives the arrows, creating terrifying damage in the opponent's crowd. From a distance, it seems like a large piece of wall collapsed.
"!" The two armies collided together.
He Fen took two quick steps, waved the heavy wood, and hit a Banman's rattan card like a pound. The huge force directly overturned it and fell to the ground.
"Puff!" The long one stabbed out like a poisonous dragon, stabbing the Banman behind the rattan player.
The man immediately cried out with blood on his thighs, and he couldn't help but kneel down to the ground.
Another long skeleton came, and the sharp plastic blade brushed across Banman's throat, and blood gushed out again.
"Huh!" I don't know what little thing passed by my ears. He Fen was so excited by the blood that Mu waved again.
The powerful arms of lice knots provided great power, and the wood swept across the crowd.
The sharp thorn at the front hit a man's forehead, and immediately became bloody and the forehead collapsed.
He slammed heavily into the chest of the two people, one of them was directly shaken away, and the other stumbled back a few steps, sat down on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, and could not get up no matter how hard he was.
A heart-wrenching pain came from He Fen's feet. I don't know which dog-dog pierced the cowhide military boots and stabbed the head of the gun.
The chest was covered with a tiny scratching sound, as if you could feel the tremor of the broken blades of the armor.
There was a constant sound of breaking through the air in my ears, and wherever I could see a blue arrow in my illusion.
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, as if it had been a bloody rain, and it seemed like it had encountered a feng fountain, which made him bathe in it.
"Die!" A thunderous sound erupted from his throat, and Mu smashed into the crowd with the whistling sound of wind.
The iron armor was like paper, and the entire chest of the Banman soldier was sunken, and the people flew backwards, knocking down two or three people one after another.
The personal soldiers around He Fen fell down one by one, and rushed up one by one, desperately blocking the attacks from all directions for him.
Banman also became arrogant.
After fighting for so long, it was the first time that he encountered such a fierce enemy, especially the general wearing bright iron armor, holding a long-handled blunt weapon, waving his endlessly in the crowd, smashing their fronts like a dog's chewing bread, uneven and uneven.
The spearman behind him was so experienced and stingy. When the spears were stabbed out, he could always "peel off" a layer of plate soldiers. It took only a long time to fight, and there was only a few sword and shield hands in the front row, and they were shaking.
"Crazy." At the bend of the river two hundred steps behind the battlefield, a group of knights forcibly wading through the shallows.
Dou Che, the commander of Duzhi of Xiangyang, was roaring in war horses, and stopped when they were about to successfully cross the river, as if their front hooves were trapped in the mud.
Dou Che hurriedly urged the horse to fight, and the horse raised its head and neighed. The two front hooves were successfully pulled out and the man stood up.
The big bunch of water splashed, and the clear river water blew up a turbid torrent.
The horse successfully arrived on the other side.
Dou Che shouted loudly and walked slowly on the pebbly beach with more than 20 riders who had crossed the river.
On the other side of the river are infantrymen on both sides who have been strangled together.
He Fen, who was in silver helmet and silver armor, was like a crazy tiger, and his body was covered in blood. Wherever the wood was reaching, it was like an axe chopping a rotten wood and fell down with one blow.
The crossbowmen on both sides were cruising on the periphery, either catching each other and shooting at the other infantry.
Both sides divided a small team of infantry to strike out to the flank, and went to drive out, interfering with the opponent's crossbowmen.
People kept falling down on the way forward, and the crossbowmen were also found by their peers. Arrows broke through the air, penetrated their chests, and nailed to the ground full of rotten branches and leaves.
Unexpectedly, these households were very compatible with this humus forest and soon merged perfectly.
"Badadadadadadadada--." The pebbles trampled on by the horse's hooves have been submerged in the river.
The cavalry, which increased to one hundred, turned left and began to accelerate.
As we marched, the horn bows with the strings were pulled out, and the riders picked up their bows and arrows and shot towards the opposite bank.
While shooting, there are also oncoming crossbow arrows.
Knights kept falling to the ground, and others lay on the back of the war horse, biting arrows in their mouths, constantly picking up bows and shooting them away.
Their self-predictions are not the scattered crossbowmen of Banman, but the infantry that has been beaten to the point of being untenable.
When the arrow fell from the flank and people kept screaming and falling to the ground, they were already retreating step by step, and the Banman infantry, who were on the verge of chaos, could not hold on.
The sound of the drum "dongdong" suddenly changed, and the rhythm became more and more exciting.
Huan Wen stopped commanding and came up with the last elite.
An arrow was inserted on He Fen's left shoulder, and the armor had been torn apart, and the arrow pierced a deep blood groove on the swelling of the shoulder.
But he seemed to have no idea, his face was extremely red, Mu Yiran was strong and he vowed to smash the last enemy in front of him to the ground! Hit his chest! Kill his head!
I smash! smash! smash!
"Huh!" Mu snatched ahk, and the last enemy in front of him really fell down. He was shot down by an arrow from the other side of the river.
Banman was already beaten to an extremely embarrassed manner, and was covered by flanking arrows, and collapsed directly.
The enemy generals seemed to feel a little unbelievable.
He is not young, and he usually is a general who disdains to fight with his life like a mad dog. But today, his troops attacked 1,500 people with two thousand people and were defeated on the spot...
The fog in the mountains and forests almost turned bloody.
The intense killing sound shook the pine needles on the head as rain.
The Daliang warriors rushed up like a tide and rushed towards the enemy's main formation with their defeated soldiers.
The enemy general hurriedly got on the horse, but unexpectedly the horse fell off and was thrown off the spot.
The iron man rushed up.
The enemy general had just gotten up and drew his sword, and the sharpness that came towards him drilled out along the gap of Shen Ye.
Blood surging like a spring.
In this battle, Liang generals Huan Wen and He Fen attacked more with fewer attacks, defeated 2,000 vanguards, beheaded nearly 500, captured more than 800, and chased them for more than 20 miles. By the night of the 28th, they defeated another enemy army.
More than a thousand prisoners were killed.
Early in the morning of the 29th, they encountered an enemy brigade in a valley, and then they barely stopped chasing.
Chapter completed!