There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 509: Fighting to go to Luojian, the water does not flow
Chapter 509: Fighting to go to Luojian, the water does not flow
And from the front of the formation to the position where the Ding Ling tribe charged, at a distance of more than three hundred steps, there were still three to four hundred Ding Ling-colored corpses filled with arrows. These were Ding Lings who were shot during the charge.
The soldiers, and even more than a dozen feathered Ding Ling shamans, were shot into hedgehogs and died on the ground.
Zhai Yi had at least seven or eight long arrows stuck in his body, and blood was flowing all over his body. He rode up to the expressionless Zhai Zhen, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Two-headed man, don't fight, give it to the general."
Save some seeds. In today's battle, our army has already killed nearly two thousand people, and less than half are left. If we fight again, I'm afraid it will be lost."
Zhai Yi's eyes were also red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are you afraid of? The enemy's army is almost at its limit. The attack just now was almost successful. If we hold on for a while longer, they might collapse. We can still survive if we retreat."
If we attack again, they will take ten steps back and they will be in the water. General Chen, organize yourself again. This time I will personally lead the assault and we must capture them!"
Zhai Yi opened his eyes wide in surprise: "This, how is this possible? You are..."
Zhai Zhen said sternly: "There are no two-headed men here, there is only one general who is going to make the final charge to the enemy. Don't worry, how many of your people will die? After this battle, I will ask the big-headed man to make up for your three."
twice as many people!”
Zhai Yi gritted his teeth, pulled out an arrow branch from his shoulder, and shouted: "Brothers, this time the two men are personally charging with us. Let's charge for the last time to avenge our dead brothers!"
The Ding Ling soldiers, all of whom had unwillingness and anger on their faces, became more energetic. They all picked up their swords and began to roar wildly.
On the other side of the Beifu Army formation, Liu Yuzhi jumped back on the back of his horse with great satisfaction. He twisted his head and made a "click-click" sound on his neck. Liu Yi on the other side laughed and said: "Half of the Ding Ling ghosts are
Duo Zhen has become a ghost, Brother Jinu, should we take the initiative to attack?"
Liu Yu waved his hand with a smile: "Don't worry, they are desperate. Let them rush. Give Lao Mao a signal and attack from the forest opposite Luojian. Don't let any of them escape." At this point,
He looked at Zhai Yi, who had already led the Ding Lings to charge. He stuck out his blood-red tongue and licked a few drops of blood on his face: "This kid is mine, no one can snatch it from me!"
Zhai Yi got carried away and yelled: "Charge, kill, charge!"
There was a shrill whistling sound in the air, and a dense barrage of bows and arrows came straight towards the dozens of riders rushing at the front. There was a burst of horses neighing, and six or seven riders fell off their horses and fell to the ground. However, the speed of Zhai Yi's mount did not slow down.
The bright silver bow in his hand spun like a windmill, and more than ten bows and arrows rushed towards him, but he knocked them down one after another, without hitting any of them.
Zhai Yi laughed loudly. During the Battle of Huaibei, he also charged with Murong Feng, but the feeling of charging behind a brave general was completely different from now. Now he is rushing forward like this, rushing to the front, and seeing
You can fly into the enemy formation and kill without hesitation. The feeling of dominating the battlefield and sweeping thousands of armies is really great.
Suddenly, a sharp horn sounded from behind. It was not Ding Ling's horn, and it was even different from the highly percussive tambourine of Ding Ling's troops. Zhai Yi's face changed slightly, and he unconsciously turned his head and looked back.
I saw a steady stream of infantry and cavalry from the Beifu Army emerging from the dense forest on the other side of Luojian. They rushed through Luojian in an instant and cut into their own rear formation.
It was already slightly bright, but the sky was full of smoke and dust on the edge of Luojian. It was impossible to know how many troops rushed out from the other side. I only saw more than a hundred cavalry in the first formation, and I don’t know how many more were behind. One general was the first,
Waving a mace and a large flag with the word "Mao", following closely behind him, could it be none other than General Mao Qiu of the Beifu Army?
Zhai Yi almost fainted under his horse. He turned around with hundreds of Ding Ling soldiers and started to counterattack the cavalry. However, how could his flesh and blood body stop the galloping horses? Before he could cut anyone, he was killed.
The sabers and spears of these cavalrymen hit them one after another, and they were immediately knocked down and run over, and nothing could be seen.
The remaining Ding Ling soldiers threw away their weapons and fled in all directions. Although they were superstitious, they were not stupid. In a place like this, when the cavalry attacked from behind, it was impossible to even organize resistance. The only way to escape today was to survive.
Fortunately, who dares to hope to defeat the enemy in front of them again?
On Liu Yu's side, the steel phalanx was still as motionless as a mountain. More than a hundred Ding Ling soldiers who panicked and chose their way rushed into the front of the formation. After more than a thousand long poles and swords stabbed and slashed, they became piles of corpses.
The remaining thousands of Ding Ling soldiers, who dared to run in this direction, turned around and ran towards the water.
A cold light flashed in Liu Yu's eyes: "Brothers, after fighting for so long, I think these Dingling people are already very thirsty. Shouldn't we do our best as landlords and let them drink some water?"
Everyone could see clearly that Ding Ling's troops were dead. The four to five thousand people alive had completely lost their fighting spirit. The passage to the west had been completely cut by Mao Qiu's troops, and not a single rabbit could escape.
, and the passage to the north is also blocked by this formation. The only way to escape is the Luo Jian, which is more than 60 steps wide, but the water in the Jian in the early morning has begun to rise.
The knee-high was now waist-high, and the water was rushing. More than two hundred soldiers jumped into the water, but were swept away by the rapids. After walking a few steps, they were submerged in the water. After a few splashes, they were no longer alive.
No one was seen.
The Beifu military formation made a huge "tiger" sound, and every soldier's eyes were flashing with flames of hatred and frightening murderous intent. The bowmen in the front row had withdrawn and were all replaced by crossbowmen. The shields were
In front of him, there was a strong bow and crossbow mounted on it, pressing towards Sergeant Ding Ling on the opposite side with an unstoppable momentum.
Many Ding Ling soldiers who were originally preparing to go down the river saw their companions being swept away and did not dare to move forward. They turned around and wanted to go back. However, the other sergeants who were forced by Liu Yu's military formation were heading towards the river like headless flies.
While they were bumping into each other, the people behind them could not see what was going on in front of them. They only knew that there was a strong bow and crossbow pointed at them dozens of steps away, and they were trying to squeeze in the opposite direction with all their strength.
As a result, more than a thousand Ding Ling soldiers near the shore were actually squeezed into the river by their companions. Many wanted to take off their clothes and armor and swim across the other side, but these came from the north and never
How could a Ding Ling person know how to swim if he didn't know the nature of water? In just a short time, Luo Jian was filled with the corpses of drowned Ding Ling people.