Liu Xie felt nervous when he was on the throne of the central army.
The speed at which the former army's position was broken was too fast, exceeding his expectations.
The first accident happened without any surprise.
The position was four or five hundred steps away. Even if the weather was clear, his vision was very good, but he could not see clearly the situation of the external formation. He could only analyze the situation of both sides from the movement of the battle flags of the two armies. The sound of war drums was fierce.
A knight holding a small flag came on his horse, passed through the inner formation, came to the stage, and reported the battle loudly.
As Liu Xie expected, the previous stage was chiseled open by the Xianbei people, not voluntarily gave up. Han Sui was commanding the soldiers to regain the position, and the situation was still controllable.
Liu Xie looked back at Jia Xu.
Jia Xu put his hands in his sleeves and slightly raised his head, indicating that he could give Han Sui a chance to remedy.
Liu Xie thought so, and then ordered the drum to reply to Han Sui.
When the two armies fight, accidents are inevitable. With Han Sui's personality, if it is indeed impossible to save him, he will not refuse to ask for help from the Central Army. He is still willing to work hard, which means that the situation has not deteriorated to an unacceptable level.
Liu Xie once again ordered the left-wing Yulin cavalry to fight against the Xianbei cavalry, and to make sure to severely injure the momentum of the Xianbei people and create some opportunities for Han Sui.
The sound of war drums shaking the Qinglong battle flag on the left side of the platform.
In the Yulin Camp, Zhang Xiu kept staring at the general platform, waiting for the opportunity to attack. As soon as the Qinglong Battle Flag sounded, he raised his spear and let out a long roar.
"Yulin Left Cavalry, Attack"
"Here." The thousand soldiers on the left cavalry shouted, kicked the horse and rushed out of the position.
After more than a hundred steps, they completed the acceleration, maintained their formation, and swept towards the Xianbei cavalry that had just rushed into the position.
Zhang Xiu took the lead, holding a spear in his hand, staring at the movements of the Xianbei cavalry with his eyes, looking for the battle flag, and at the same time constantly issued orders to adjust the team. At only a distance of more than two hundred steps, the two armies quickly approached, and the personal guard Zhang Weiming kicked him.
The war horse was robbed in front of Zhang Xiu.
The Xianbei people had just rushed into the position, and before they could turn, they saw the Yulin cavalry rushing towards them and were shocked. They had no time to adjust, so they could only kick the horse and accelerate, rush towards the infantry position under the central army general, and use the
The space in front of the formation completes the steering.
The cavalry in front escaped, but the knights behind could not dodge, and watched the left cavalry in Yulin rushed to the front.
The Yulin Cavalry's war horse was not fast, but it occupied an excellent position, attacking the side of the Xianbei people with its front and falling down as soon as it hit. The knight on the horse's back pulled out his hard bow, raised his spear, and killed the panicked Xianbei people.
die.
The Xianbei team was cut into two sections, with less than two hundred cavalry rushing to the infantry formation, and the others were blocked in the passage that had just been opened, and they were knocked down by the Yulin Cavalry as soon as they appeared.
Han Sui immediately commanded the infantry to counterattack and restored the position to its intended position.
Amid the fierce sound of war drums, the infantry behind the three ice walls were under the command of Junhou and the head of the town, and the crossbows fired volleys, and the swords, shields and hands rushed forward.
The arrows fell like rain and the roared like thunder.
The Xianbei cavalry was attacked on both sides, and the space between the ice walls was small, so they could not accelerate the horse, and suffered heavy losses. While fighting, they sounded the trumpet and asked the central army for help.
Yan Chi received the news and ordered the infantry on the left and right wings to strengthen the attack, trying to turn one gap on the front into three gaps, and to defeat the will of the Han army with a more violent attack.
The sound of war drums and horns sounded, and the soldiers on both sides tried their best to fight each other.
"Follow me!" A young general rushed forward with a knife and shield in his hand.
Two Xianbei infantry came with swords. He was not afraid and rushed to the Xianbei people on the right, and turned around and collided with the shield. The Xianbei people raised their shields to greet each other. The two were squeezed together, but Xianbei people
The person has no roots under his feet, is unable to stand firmly, is hit by his companion on his right and falls together.
Before they could get up, the young general cut their necks with a knife.
Blood was spurted out, and the young general blocked it with his shield in time, and a few drops of blood were still splattering on his face. He didn't bother to wipe it, but he made a mistake and hit the two Xianbei people again, kicked one over and swung it.
The knife cut down another one, and another knife was used to kill the fallen Xianbei people.
Four people were killed one after another, and the Xianbei people were frustrated and they dared not move forward.
The Han army infantry followed closely and stood on both sides of the young general. The people behind followed closely and blocked the gap.
"The chief minister is good at sword skills." The soldiers were envious, their morale was excited, and they praised each other.
"Changshi, what kind of sword technique are you doing?" Qu Junhou, who caught up, exclaimed.
"The eight styles of breaking the edges passed by the great sword master Wang Yue." The young general smiled proudly. "I am the third place in the sword competition in the camp, and the knife in my hand is the prize."
Qu Junhou smacked his lips enviously. "No wonder, it turns out to be the master of the great swordsman."
This is the chief of the new school to the camp. He is a disciple of Jia Xu, a wise man from Liangzhou. He is good at speaking, reading and literacy, and he quickly becomes a group with the soldiers. But no one expected that his martial arts skills were so good, and he was not weak at all.
The brave and self-proclaimed military marquis.
It turns out that he is a disciple of the great swordsman Wang Yue, so that's not surprising.
The chief minister also said: "Military Marquis of the Xianbei people are not good at fighting in the field, they can't turn around, and attack from the right side and use a shield to suppress them, which will be better."
"Okay." Junhou agreed repeatedly, and then ordered someone to pass a message to the back and notify all subordinates.
In the Hu Ben Camp, Song Guo was wearing a helmet and armor, standing like a pine tree.
Hu Benlang stood behind the ice wall, stabbed his spear hard, pulled out the rapid shot, and killed the Xianbei people who rushed to the front of the formation one by one. Their arrows were not dense, but their hit rate was extremely high, and they almost made the first sound.
When the strings sound, a Xianbei person will be shot in an arrow.
The Xianbei people who escaped the interception of the Yulin Cavalry by chance were quickly shot down, and the remaining people did not dare to rush again. While sounding the horn for help, they retreated, hoping to escape.
But Liu Xie did not give them a chance. The sound of war drums and the female cavalry of the Yulin came out.
Ma Yunlu raised his spear and kicked out of the horse.
"Yulin Cavalry, Attack"
"Here." More than a hundred female knights shouted in unison, kicking horses and accelerating, passing by the left cavalry of Yulin who was rushing over.
"Ah, it looks so good." Zhang Xiu grinned.
Ma Yunlu could hear it clearly, glanced at him, pulled out a short spear, and threw it out with all his strength.
A Xianbei knight who rushed over was thrown by a short spear, and his heart entered the front and his heart came out, and he turned over and fell off the horse.
The smile on Zhang Xiu's face froze and he slapped his horse and left.
Ma Yunlu rode his horse into the Xianbei people, his spear rose and fell, and he killed two people in a row. "Encircled left and right, kill them all."
"Here." Han Shaoying and Lu Xiaohuan followed closely, each with more than 30 cavalry, spreading to the two wings, surrounded sixty or seventy Xianbei cavalry, and attacked and killed the knights on the periphery.
Seeing the pretty figures passing by, the Xianbei people realized that their opponents were all women, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and some even showed a vulgar smile.
But they soon regretted that these women not only had quick horses and spears, but also made even more ruthless attacks, which caught them off guard.