On the bank of the Yellow River, the formations of the two armies were getting closer and closer. When they were three hundred steps away from each other, the armor-piercing arrows from Jishu Battalion let out a shrill whistle, passed over the heads of Taishi Ci's troops in the front row, and shot into Yuan Jun's army.
In the military formation.
Amidst the rain of arrows fired by the Hun cavalry and the white horse Yi Cong, Yuan Jun remained unmoved with his large shield.
Encountering a bed crossbow arrow with huge potential, equipped with a cone-shaped arrow and barbed, it was shot through more than a dozen gaps in an instant.
The Hebei veteran behind the iron shield was nailed to the iron shield by thick arrows. He and the shield fell together in front of the battle. Even those who survived for a while were mercilessly trampled on by their comrades behind them.
The Hebei military formation was so terrifying. Although it suffered huge losses, it still devoured everything in its way, even its comrades.
"One hundred and fifty steps, armor-piercing arrows, loaded!"
"Raise fifteen degrees, aim straight, shoot!"
Although the bed crossbow is sharp, there are too few of them, and the reloading speed is also slow.
This kind of weapon, which has a demoralizing effect and is more effective than killing, can only kill a hundred people in the face of Yuan Shao's psychologically immune veterans.
The arrows of the divine machine crossbow hit the iron shield and made a banging sound, but the effect was not good.
In addition to the crossbow arrows that happen to penetrate the gap in the shield wall and can kill Yuan Jun, the crossbow arrows of the Shenji Crossbow cannot kill the soldiers behind the shield even if they penetrate the iron shield.
"One hundred steps, shoot!"
The same is true for the bows and arrows of Taishi Ci's tribe. Although Yuan Shao's infantry did not develop the turtle armor formation, the thrown bows and arrows hit the armor with almost no damage.
Taishi Ci looked solemn, looked at the flag of military advisor Xu Shu, waved the halberd in his hand, looked up to the sky and roared.
"Prepare to impact, fifty steps, impact!"
Upon hearing Ziyi's cry, the young men of Dongjun threw away their bows and arrows, pulled out their swords, and struck the shields in their hands. Many of the young men's faces were already flushed from the pain.
"My ancestors were so mean, give me a stab. If anyone stabs you too much, my employer and I will treat him to a drink!"
"Where can I find this big business in Bazhou and Jingzhou? Don't embarrass me Gan Xingba!"
The Jinfan thief raised his hands, and two strange-shaped short blades appeared in his hands.
Jiang, the thief's eyes were red, staring closely at the captain's flag beside Xu Shu, ready to attack at any time.
"Go in and defeat the enemy!"
Yuan Zhi, who was serving as military advisor today, saw the two sides getting closer and closer, swallowed his saliva, and roared in front of the formation.
The captain's command flag fell, and Cao Jun's military drum sounded almost at the same time.
Hua Xin felt his heart suddenly rise to the beat of the drums. Before Hongcheng led the troops for the first time, what he saw was a duel between the top armies in the world.
Xu Shu, a scribe, turned pale instantly, "Kill!" Dongjun Buqu roared together, making the Yellow River churn.
Fifty steps later, Dongjun Buqu and Yanliang Buqu collided violently.
When joining the formation, the Yellow Turban Army and the Black Mountain Bandits kept making strange noises to intimidate and kill the enemy. In fact, their combat capabilities were quite different.
The elite troops of Dongjun no longer shouted or roared except for roaring before the enemy.
Apart from the sound of flesh being broken by swords and guns piercing the body, the collision of the fallen man hugging the ground, the sound of bones being broken, and the suppressed moans, the battlefield was far quieter than Hua Xin and Xu Shu imagined.
Visible to the naked eye, the first row of the Dongjun tribe and the soldiers behind Yuan Jun's iron shield were evaporating at the same time.
Unlike the men of Jingzhou who are popular with women, the soldiers of Xuzhou are different from the men of Northland. They are silent until their death!
The three brothers, Liu, Guan, and Zhang, ate food with blood licked from the edge of a knife. This was the first time in their lives that they had seen the battle in front of them.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who had always looked down on Fang Guang, could no longer make fun of him. Their originally angry faces gradually turned solemn.
In a head-on collision, although Tai Shici's troops were brave, their weapons were still inferior to Yan Liang's armored soldiers.
If Gan Ning's dead men hadn't jumped up, leaped into Yuan's formation, and thrust their sharp blades into the gaps in the armor, Cao's army would have suffered a heavy loss in the first collision.
The river ranger was not afraid of death in his attack. Even when he fell to the ground and died, he was still thinking about cutting off his feet and stabbing his legs. The scene was tragic and heroic.
Yan Liang was once again shocked. Since the formation of the army, among his twelve thousand men, when facing the enemy, most of the soldiers who dared to fight chose to shoot arrows.
In such a head-on confrontation, no one suffered any loss, only Dongjun Buqu.
"Kill, kill!"
The taciturn leader of the four courtyard pillars couldn't help shouting loudly. He suddenly discovered that with the first round of impact, a gap of several feet wide appeared on the far left and center of the phalanx, filled with human lives.
The Hebei soldiers there were attacked by two fierce tigers, Tai Shi Ci and Gan Xingba, one on horseback and the other on foot. The front row died too quickly, and the rear army could not fill up for a while.
Fortunately for Taishi Ci, Gan Ning, who only wore soft armor in battle, was like a fish swimming in the iron and blood army formation, and he was able to swim with ease. Wherever the Jinfan thief passed by, blood flowers bloomed.
The fatal injuries of those killed by Gan Ning were all in the armpits, lower genitals, and the eyes of the face armor. They died tragically.
"No, Dongjun Jiama gathered such tiger generals in one place, as if they were trying to open a passage!"
"Our army's rear is not in order. If Cao's army rushes in, the advance will be over!"
"Come here, follow me forward quickly. Why should I, Yan Liang, be afraid of Cao Cao, Fang's subordinate?"
As was common with the Romans' habits, the Hebei Formation adopted a wheel-based battle system in order to maintain the long-term lethality of the military formation and to make up for the disadvantages of heavy armor and excessive physical exertion.
Under the complicated and exquisite operations of the first three rows of soldiers, those who are weak or slightly injured will be moved to the rear!
With such exquisite command, the midsection is much more fragile than the front row.
The soldiers who were resting, drinking water to replenish their strength, and the soldiers who were bandaging their wounds were about a hundred steps behind the front row.
Yan Liang has already noticed that Cao Jun has also discovered Yuan Jun's secret and is working hard to destroy the huge phalanx.
The leader of the four courtyard pillars was determined to plug this small loophole in person. Suddenly, a thunderous cry of killing was heard in his ears, accompanied by the deafening sound of horse hooves.
"kill!"
"Kill the thief and behead Yan Liang!"
"Step on me, I will fight in the world!"
The dull battlefield was filled with the deafening shouts of killing from the vanguard camp, accompanied by the sound of heavy armored horses trampling the ground.
Yan Liang's right eyelid suddenly twitched extremely fiercely. He clearly saw that the person at the forefront of Cao's cavalry, with a silver spear and a white horse, rounded his spear, rushed in through the gap, and killed his subordinates. His intention was to widen the cracks in the formation.
Zilong's spear skills are exquisite, and only Fang Tian Hua Ji can rival him in the world.
Although Yan Liang's armor was thick, all the wounds he received from the spear points were on his neck, waist and abdomen. Countless big men from Hebei were either singled out or nailed in front of the battle formation.
But in an instant, Zhao Yun, with his own strength, had widened the war gap a lot!