Cao Zhang was still hesitating.
He knew better than anyone how important this elite of tens of thousands of people is now. This raid on Chang'an can only succeed, not fail.
Zhang Liao previously reminded that the Han army and other four consecutive cities passed by Xia Yang and other cities were evacuated, which was obviously a sign that the enemy was prepared. Cao Zhang responded that as long as his movements were fast and fierce enough, he could win in an instant.
That being said, the Han army actually left the city to block the attack with a small number of troops, which actually added many variables to the entire battle. The elite Han army's ability to fight was inevitable that Cao Zhang would hesitate.
Therefore, when the entire army shouted for killing, Cao Zhang did not give orders for a while.
Yan Xing couldn't help but rush to his head with blood and shouted sternly: "Then Zhuge Liang is Liu Bei's thigh! He is the prime minister of the pseudo-Han! Today he led his troops to kill himself. Do we dare not take his head quickly?"
Cao Zhang rode his horse with his gun and took a few steps forward, looking at the rolling smoke and dust in front of him.
The Han army still kept the two stacks of military formations in the front and back, and the nearby arrays were clearly visible, and the distant arrays appeared and disappeared. Zhang Liao's troops were like a hammer controlled by a giant, repeatedly hitting the back array again and again, trying to break up the solid anvil.
At the same time, there were hundreds of people from Cao Hong's troops, who seemed to be leading a queue, and Mercedes-Benz rushed around the front line, and they were entangled and moved forward again and again at all costs. Both battlefields were flying in flesh and blood, and the sound of killing was boiling.
It seems that Zhang Liao's troops have the upper hand?
But the tenacity of the enemy and the stability of the enemy's formation have really reached an unimaginable level. If our successors cannot follow up, this advantage will be just a blink of an eye.
Yan Xing gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, saying fiercely: "If the king does not dare to fight, I, Yan Xing, ask for orders to fight... Why should I look forward to the front and follow the woman's posture at this time? Don't you hear that the eagle fights the rabbit and use all your strength? No matter what conspiracy he has, as long as he kills Zhuge Liang's head, he will win half of the entire battle!"
Yan Xing was originally Han Sui's son-in-law, a ferocious hawk that Han Sui used to shock the generals of Guanzhong. Later, when Cao Pi was in charge of Guanzhong, he also leaned on him as his arm. After years of favor and favor, Yan Xing only had Cao Pi in his eyes and never took others into consideration. Even if he talked to Cao Zhang, he would not be polite.
After hearing what Yan Xing said, the left and right sides were silent and shook their heads without saying a word.
And this kind of warrior's rough words touched Cao Zhang and finally made him make up his mind.
The Guanzhong defense line that the Han army had been operating for a long time suddenly showed a flaw, and it was seized by itself to make a thunder attack. For this reason, the entire Cao Wei court mobilized as much elite troops as possible, and tens of thousands of elite troops abandoned their baggage and drove deep into the enemy territory in such a cold winter, just to seize the opportunity and turn the situation around!
It was just a matter of burning the boat, so why did you hesitate?
Even if the sky falls, I can't stop me from taking Zhuge Liang's head first!
Cao Zhang suddenly turned around and shouted to his guards: "Beat the drum! Beat all the war drums!"
The sound of drums stopped the clouds and the murderous aura was revealed.
Cao Zhang's headquarters, Yan Xing's headquarters, and Zhang He's headquarters, were divided into three groups, left, middle and right, and they all went out together.
The Cao army cavalry formation was originally about a good deal, but the north and south were stretched without seeing the beginning and end. At this time, the three iron streams rolled out like wind, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of killing, and the sound of war drums merged into one. Compared with the original, the momentum was more than ten times more powerful!
Almost all of the cavalry rushing in front of the Cao army were iron cavalry with both men and horses. They were covered with thick iron armor, iron trousers, and necks with iron or leather necks. Horses wearing armor were galloping forward, and the sound of iron hooves of thousands of war horses hitting the ground, and the sound of weapons and iron armor colliding gradually formed the same rhythm.
This huge sound was like a huge wave, surging through the ear holes of the Han soldiers, filling their minds, shaking their will, and almost preventing them from breathing.
The Han soldiers had already raised their voices and roared wildly, as if only such roar could stabilize their minds.
"Stay! Don't panic! Don't be messed up! Stay!" Zhuge Qiao's shouts spread throughout the front line. After shouting twice, his voice suddenly became hoarse, but he still tried his best to repeat: "Stay! Stay!"
Jiang Wei strided between the chain of quadrons. Every time he entered, he asked, "Okay?"
The sword and shield masters and the spearmen both bent down to accumulate strength. They were the ones who directly withstood the impact of the cavalry. At this time, even a little energy could not be dispersed, and no one could answer. Only the crossbow masters said one after another: "Okay! OK!"
Except for the more than 300 people who stood firmly against Cao Hong's remaining troops behind the array, all the small square arrays were back in circles. Most of the crossbowmen also successfully replaced the crossbow boxes.
Jiang Wei didn't care about returning to his command position, so he pulled out the long sword from his waist and signaled: "Don't be anxious! Listen to my order to shoot arrows! Wait! Wait! Wait!"
The Cao army's cavalry is getting closer and closer.
This time it was not the light cavalry running and harassment, but the full impact of the intention of making a contribution to the battle! In the eyes of Jiang Wei and all the soldiers, the dark Cao army seemed to be overwhelmed. And the queue on its own was like reefs or undulating boats in the sea, and would soon be destroyed by the surging waves!
Ninety steps!
This is the maximum effective range of the crossbow. In fact, if you consider the defense of the Cao army's armored cavalry, you should put them to seventy or fifty steps, just like when you repel Cao army several times before.
But Jiang Wei couldn't wait. The iron cavalry of Cao's army came like wind and thunder, and the distance between twenty and thirty steps was only a few breaths; and when the arrow was fired a moment later, the morale of the soldiers on his side would not be maintained!
Jiang Wei suddenly waved his sword and pointed forward: "Shoot the arrow!"
All the crossbowmen acted at the same time. At this time, there was no need to aim at it. They only had to fire crossbow arrows into the sky. When the crossbow arrows fell in an arc, there was no possibility of falling out at all. The Cao army knights rushed to the front group, like waves rushing onto the beach, and disappeared in an instant. However, countless black-armored knights behind rode over the falling ground, just like black waves surging on the flat ground, still coming layer by layer!
With such an impact momentum, our side will not wait until the ten arrows are launched. In the time of three arrows or four arrows, the two armies will have to fight against each other!
Jiang Wei didn't need to command anymore. A crossbowman directly threw down the crossbow that had not been shot yet, and drew out secondary weapons such as head swords or iron axes from his waist.
Jiang Wei no longer commanded the shooting, but only roared wildly. "Hold on! Hold on! Swear to never retreat!"
At this moment, he heard the main formation of the central army behind him, and the tone of the drum suddenly changed.
In the past six months of training, not only Jiang Wei, but every soldier from top to bottom of the Yulin Camp can subconsciously complete the tactical movements when listening to the drum beats. Since the beginning of today's battle, the drum sounds in the direction of the central army have never stopped. The drum sounds are steady and regular, and the specific drum beats always require Jiang Wei's Yulin Camp to form a dense horizontal formation and keep it steady.
Until this time.
The sound of drums suddenly changed, and the meaning of it was to require the transformation of a large array into a small array and disperse the queues?
What's going on?
What does this mean?
Can this battle be fought?
There were too many questions in an instant, and they rushed into Jiang Wei's mind regardless of the consequences. But the results of the long-term hard training had long been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, so that Jiang Wei and the soldiers had no hesitation or any idea of ​​disobeying orders.
Almost at the same time as the sound of drums changed, more than 2,000 people in the Yulin Camp moved when they heard the sound. The horizontal formation was divided into five square formations of five hundred people in the blink of an eye. In the next moment, the square formation of five hundred people seemed to bloom like flowers, and then disappeared like rain, and quickly dispersed into a compact small formation of twenty-five hundred people.
Looking from the direction of the Cao army's cavalry, the Han army array, which was originally as strong as a steel dike, suddenly turned into sand and scattered like gravel, and in a wider area than before, it condensed into dozens of small reefs.
These small reefs that are scattered with each other cannot stop the big waves. And they themselves are not worth the Iron Cavalry to stop. After all, the target of Cao's army is always Zhuge Liang, who is under the banner of the rear formation!
It was a long time to talk about it, and there was no need to think about it. The iron cavalry of Cao's army rushed in along the wide path between the small formations.
Jiang Wei half-squatted on the ground, under the cover of a small formation of a hundred people.
Among the hundred people, there should be forty sword and shield hands. However, due to the loss of the previous battle, there were only thirty-two people, either flat or holding up shields, and divided into eight sides. The crossbowmen and spearmen at the center of the Gai were squeezed into a group.
At this time, thousands of Cao troops were surging like a torrent, and everyone felt the ground trembling, and the shouts of killing tore through the air. Through the gaps in the shield, there were endless tigers and wolves passing by one after another. From time to time, swords and guns swung in between the shields, or arrows fell from a high place, and immediately killed and wounded soldiers holding the shield. The successor immediately rushed over and continued to hold the intact or broken shields to maintain this small army that seemed solid but was actually swaying.
Under the terrifying noise from the outside world, there was a sense of quietness inside the military formation. No one spoke or did anything else. Even the bravest soldiers would not go out rashly at this time, because once they emerged, they would die immediately.
No one expected such a situation. It seemed that everyone had fallen into a desperate situation, and there seemed to be some invisible hope.
Chapter completed!