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Chapter 1,283 Abandoning Armor and Battle Royale

The soldiers of the Beifu Army, like tigers descending from the mountain, quickly charged into the cavalry of the Xiyan Army who were close at hand. Most of these cavalry were waving lassoes and preparing to pull away their shields and carts. They even had weapons capable of close combat.

There were no weapons, and in front of these Beifu warriors, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and it suddenly became a one-sided massacre. Most of the Beifu warriors did not hold long swords, and directly waved those Su-iron horse-killing swords, and with a swing,

Not only the human body is split, but even the war horses are often cut into two pieces by this knife, and blood rains, and the scene suddenly becomes extremely bloody and violent.

More than a hundred steps away, Murong Rou was stunned, opened her mouth wide, and murmured: "Oh my god, are these people? They are clearly turned into tigers, turned into devils!"

Murong Sheng bit his lips: "Su Tie's Saber Saber, indeed, it is the Beifu Army. We are in big trouble. The Beifu Army appears here, but we don't know anything about it. It seems that the Jin Kingdom is about to make a big move."

Murong Rou said in a panic: "What should we do? Leader Duan was cut in half by a giant man just now. His troops are probably all dead as well. Do we want to withdraw now?"

Murong Sheng swung his horsewhip bitterly: "Retreat for what reason? Two thousand cavalry have scared off more than a hundred Beifu troops here. It will be a big joke if word spreads! If we don't eat this small group of Beifu troops, our Xiyan

There is no need for the army to fight them anymore! Just commit suicide! Pass my order, shoot, shoot, leave Duan Damu’s people alone, shoot them to death!”

The more than 200 mounted archers in front of Murong Sheng bent their bows and set arrows. This time, without the cover of shields, they did not have to slingshot. They were facing the melee crowd in front, and there were bursts of arrow rain, and more than 30 arrows were fired.

The Xiyan cavalry blocking the front were hit by arrows in their backs one after another. They screamed and fell on their saddles, unable to move. As for the Beifu sergeants, more than 20 of them had arrows inserted into their bodies. Fortunately, their armor was thick, although

These Murong Sheng's personal cavalry mostly used iron arrows, but they were still unable to penetrate the double iron armor, which only slowed down their killing movements that swept through thousands of troops like a rolling mat.

Wei Yong swung his halberd and stabbed the neck of a Xiyan cavalryman who was trying to pull out an arrow from his back. With another force, he separated his head from his neck and flew a few steps away. The neck was covered with blood.

Spray, but the corpse is still sitting upright on the horse, with his hand still holding the arrow shaft on his back.

Wei Yongzhi wiped the blood on his face and said loudly: "Brothers, block the arrows!"

He put the halberd on the ground with one hand and pulled out the sword with the other hand, and danced it in front of him. Three bows and arrows that were shooting at him were all knocked down, and the arrows pointed downward and were inserted at his feet.

Tan Pingzhi said in a deep voice: "Don't be obsessed with fighting, retreat to the lower line of defense!"

Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew towards him and hit him on the left shoulder. Fortunately, the armor was not removed. Tan Pingzhi grunted, turned around and ran away, while Tan Shao followed closely beside him, walking backwards.

He evacuated and placed a shield in his right hand firmly behind the two of them.

The soldiers of the Beifu Army also retreated after hearing the words. Those who could move set up their companions who were injured by arrows and were still breathing on the ground. They carried them on their backs and ran backwards. As they ran, they put down the wooden shields.

, the cart lay sideways, blocking the road behind it.

Murong Sheng laughed loudly: "Did you see that even the Beifu Army can't stand up to this kind of arrow rain attack? After all, they only have a small number of people. We can chop them into pieces with one knife per person. Now they want to

Flee back to the third line of defense, catch up with me, kill them all, don't let anyone go."

Murong Rou then shouted: "Hurry up, don't let anyone go, and avenge the brothers in the front camp!"

An officer said from the side: "I'm afraid it's too late, General Sheng. The corpses and horses of the brothers in the front team are blocking the front, as well as those damn carts and shields. We can't rush through at once."

Murong Sheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Send the order, the whole army attacks, take a shortcut by the river, don't let them escape!"

While talking, I saw the Beifu sergeants in front of me running and taking off their armor. Murong Sheng smiled and said: "Did you see that they are really running away this time? They don't even wear armor, just to

Run fast, we must not let them succeed. Once they escape into Dongjiawu or run into the dense forest, it will be difficult to kill them. Come on, I will behead the first-level ones, and there will be many rewards.

!”

Murong Sheng's order was quickly issued with the sound of a trumpet. The more than a thousand cavalrymen who had lined up in front of the sacred forest now had their eyes shining. What attracted them was not the corpses of their fellow vanguards, but the Jin troops.

They threw the armor on the ground. They saw with their own eyes that this armor could block bows and arrows within a hundred steps. It was really a life-saving weapon on the battlefield. Even the escorts and guards of the women who had been snatched from the two forts yesterday were preparing to drive out today.

The rear cavalrymen who were attacking Dongjiawu in front also rushed out. The three or four miles from Linqian to Dongjiawu were immediately crowded with Xiyan cavalry, like headless flies.

Surge forward.

After Tan Pingzhi rushed into the shield of the third line of defense, he was the last one to walk in. He turned around and looked back, and saw that dozens of armors were piled up in disorder between the second and third lines of defense.

In a space of more than 200 steps, more than a hundred fast-running Yanqi were squeezing past the crooked shields and heading towards the armor. A few guys with quick hands had already bent down to grab the armor on the ground, not even caring about it.

Going forward to attack again, it is obvious that these treasures are more valuable than the heads. As Xiyan bandits with rich experience in robbing homes and houses, they still know their stuff in this regard.

Tan Pingzhi wiped the sweat from his face and sneered disdainfully: "A guy who wants money rather than his life."

Xiang Jing smiled "hehe": "Bottle, Brother Jinu is right. As long as these guys see the equipment, they won't be able to walk."

Wang Zhen'e bent over. He was out of breath from running all the way. It took him a while to regain the ability to speak. He looked at Tan Pingzhi and said, "But, we threw away all our armor along the way.

How can we fight for a while? I, I still don’t understand, why, why do we have to retreat? Yes, we can rush up and fight the archers in close combat."

Tan Pingzhi took off his armor with a smile. He saw that the arrow on his left shoulder was stuck on the iron piece between the outer layer of armor and the inner layer. It did not hurt his skin. He took a large knife handed over by Tan Daoji.

He swung the ax vigorously: "Without armor, you can move faster and it's more fun to kill people. Brothers, get ready to kill!"


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