Although Zhang Liang was a rare famous general in the Tang Dynasty, and these dead soldiers of the Jiangnan gentry also had good physical fitness.
It was a pity that these dead soldiers had not been trained in battle formations. It took Zhang Liang a long time to roughly divide these people into several parts.
Those at the front who charge into the battle are all good at wielding swords and spears.
Followed by the crossbowmen to cover the charging forward.
Because those heavy cavalry were attacking from the rear, they were of little use. They could only be placed at the bottom of the mountain to prevent any fish that slipped through the net from escaping down the mountain.
After looking at the huge formation of Jiangnan nobles' dead soldiers all over the mountains and plains, Zhang Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, these guys who don't understand battle formations have been roughly classified.
It would be a waste if these people were allowed to rush forward all at once.
Zhang Liang stood at the front of the formation, raised his arms and shouted: "Jiangnan belongs to the people of Jiangnan. No one can take away our interests. As long as we rush up and kill the people above, whoever kills one person will not only have an upright person."
With your identity, you can still be allocated your own land. In order to continue the bloodline and for future generations, go ahead!"
"Ouch!"
A group of dead soldiers were successfully aroused by these words, and howled to vent their emotions!
Although these people are dead soldiers supported by the Jiangnan gentry.
But which dead soldier doesn't want to get rid of his dark identity, and which dead soldier doesn't want to own his own land.
As long as you have a legal identity and your own land, you can marry a wife and have children, continue your bloodline, and no longer have to live in a dark place.
Seeing the morale he had inspired, Zhang Liang smiled!
People are afraid of not having ideals and goals.
As long as you have pursuit, you can reach your greatest potential.
With a wave of Zhang Liang's big hand, the crowds of people all over the mountains and plains approached the top of the mountain with roars!
Although Zhang Liang successfully aroused the fighting spirit of these dead soldiers, there was a disadvantage.
These people have no discipline at all, let alone the training to conduct charges in an orderly manner.
The charge that was originally relatively well-formed became a group of stragglers as the front was getting faster and faster and those behind could not keep up. As a result, the formation deformed.
These hot-headed warriors only knew that they could gain freedom by killing one person, so they rushed up the mountain like one after another.
By the time they reached the mountainside, the originally neat array was already in chaos.
The fast ones are getting faster and faster, and the slow ones are gradually falling behind.
Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, the entire hillside is covered with dead soldiers who just rush forward like headless chickens.
Looking at these unruly dead soldiers, Lei Kunming at the foot of the mountain had disdain in his eyes.
It is said that the Shanyue people do not understand battle formations and the art of war. Although these dead soldiers have strong personal abilities, they cannot play any role on the battlefield. They are really a bunch of barbarians.
Changsun Chong, who was supervising the battle at the side, was extremely speechless.
Even if he didn't understand military matters, he could see that such an unorganized and chaotic charge could not give full play to the advantage of numbers.
It was simply impossible to flatten Yang Fan. Now he deeply doubted Zhang Liang's commanding ability.
And Zhang Liang was also dumbfounded!
He never expected that these people would be so undisciplined. What a scumbag teammate!
With no other choice, we had to quickly let the crossbowmen behind us catch up.
If there is no cover at all, those who rush forward are simply delivering food.
Now Zhang Liang has no expectations for these strong warriors, because these people are not suitable to survive on the battlefield at all.
But there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to overwhelm the opponent through absolute numerical superiority and achieve the goal of annihilating Yang Fan.
On the top of the mountain, Yang Fan, Zhai Changsun and Pei Xingjian stood side by side, looking a little solemn.
Even if the opponent is just some stragglers and doesn't know how to fight.
But facing nearly ten thousand people charging together, this momentum should not be underestimated.
The dead soldiers all over the mountains and plains charged wildly, howling and raising their swords, their heavy steps shaking the entire mountain.
For a moment, murderous intent surged into the sky, and it seemed that even the drizzle in the sky had stopped.
Facing the dead soldiers who were about to rush up the mountain, Pei Xingjian did not panic at all. He raised his right hand high and shouted: "The crossbowmen are ready to fire ten rounds!"
The first round of blocking troops, composed of some guards, Guanzhong disciples and craftsmen, raised their crossbows.
When the charging dead soldiers reached the shooting range, Pei Xingjian waved his big hand downwards: "Let me go!"
"Peng, Peng, Peng..."
The uniform bow strings continued to sound, and nearly two hundred bows and crossbows were fired at the same time, converging into a dull sound.
Hundreds of crossbow arrows rose from the top of the mountain like drizzle, and then fell down overwhelmingly!
"Puff puff!"
"ah……"
After a series of crossbow arrows piercing the flesh, followed by bursts of miserable howls, the screams echoed through the mountains and forests in the drizzle.
There were too many people charging, and this round of arrow rain basically failed.
The crossbowmen acted condescendingly, and some of their crossbow arrows even penetrated the two men's bodies directly.
Because the charging dead soldiers were so crowded, some people rolled into a ball like pangolins in order to escape.
However, the people charging behind did not care. In an instant, they submerged the dead soldiers rolling into a ball and trampled them until countless people died.
After ten rounds of arrow rain, at least thousands of dead soldiers had been killed.
At this time, some dead soldiers also rushed to the area several dozen feet away from the top of the mountain.
At this time, Pei Xingjian shouted again: "Raise your shields in front, and the musketeers and crossbowmen will fire freely."
At this time, Zhai Changsun also waved his hand calmly and shouted: "Listen to the order, put on armor and mount the horse!"
The heavy cavalry stepped on the stirrups and got on the horse with difficulty.
Although these heavy cavalry are well-armed to the teeth, they are also extremely bulky, which can be said to have advantages and disadvantages.
However, these heavy cavalry with both men and horses have an unshakable momentum!
Even though there were only about seventy people, it was like an indestructible torrent of steel.
It seems that with just one command, these people can destroy all obstacles in front of them.
At the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Liang, who was directing the charge, looked at the dead soldiers who were about to climb to the top, with a smile in his eyes.
Even ten thousand pigs can break through the opponent's defense line under his command.
As the forward was about to rush to the top of the mountain, his crossbowmen were already within shooting range.
At Zhang Liang's order, countless arrows flew towards the mountain.
At this time, in Zhang Liang's eyes, Yang Fan was already a turtle in a urn and was not far from death.
Unfortunately, as the rain of arrows shot up the mountain, Zhang Liang did not hear a single scream.
However, the sound of "ding ding dong dong" shook the mountains and fields.
Unable to clearly see the situation above, Zhang Liang had no idea what was happening.
Recalling the sound of clanking iron being struck a few days ago, Zhang Liang couldn't help but think.
Could it be that Yang Fan was building a shield a few days ago?
If you think about it this way, it makes sense.
If the opponent is hiding under the shield, these arrows will not be lethal at all.
However, Zhang Liang was not discouraged. As long as he suppressed the opponent's crossbowmen and waited for the forwards to charge forward, the situation would be decided.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang seemed to see victory right in front of him. He led the people around him to run and shouted: "Children, run with me! Whoever cuts off Yang Fan's head will definitely get you promoted to the third level."
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"Ouch!"
Zhang Liang's adopted sons rushed up the mountain like crazy under his encouragement!
After several rounds of arrow rain, Zhang Liang found that there was no counterattack at all on the mountain.
This made Zhang Liang puzzled as he was about to climb the mountain.
Could it be that the opponent doesn't have enough arrows or wants to surrender? Why is there no counterattack now?
But I will not accept prisoners.
Not only Yang Fan is going to die, but the rest of the people can't let go either.
On top of the mountain!
Due to the suppression of the opponent's crossbowmen, in order to avoid damage, everyone except the heavy cavalry either hid behind the mounds or hid under shields.
Since the enemy could not be seen, everyone could only judge from the louder and louder screams that the enemy was getting closer.
At this time, the heavy cavalry led by Zhai Changsun stood quietly at the back, and everyone felt a sense of excitement!
These heavily armored heavy cavalry are about to face a group of unprotected mobs. How overwhelming will it be?
As for the crossbowmen in the enemy's formation, they are a great weapon against light cavalry, but they are useless against them.
Although many bows and arrows were shot at them just now, they were quickly deflected by the armor and could not break their defense at all.
Looking at the heavy cavalry that was unscathed under the rain of arrows all over the mountains and fields.
Zhai Changsun couldn't help but marvel at Yang Fan's unconstrained design.
You know, even for the Black Armor Army, the face and the horse are the most vulnerable parts.
But Yang Fan solved these problems perfectly.
At this time, Zhai Changsun held the Hengdao tightly in his hand, waiting for the other party to approach.
In his opinion, although the opponent has a large number of people, he is just a lamb to be slaughtered!
As the roar got closer and closer, the atmosphere on the mountain became a little solemn, with excitement and a hint of nervousness.
When he saw someone climbing to the top of the mountain, Zhai Changsun shouted: "Everyone is here, prepare to charge!"
"promise!"
All the heavy cavalry held horizontal swords in their hands, calmed down, and waited for the order to charge.
The other party's people rushed up, and naturally they had no bows and arrows to shoot at them.
Yang Fan stood up, raised his horizontal sword, and shouted loudly: "In today's battle, we will be famous in the south of the Yangtze River. You all will charge with me! Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Changsun waved his hand, lined up his heavy cavalry, and charged towards the enemy.
Yang Fan led a group of craftsmen to follow the heavy cavalry, waving the long sword in their hands constantly.
Under the guidance of the heavy cavalry, the dead soldiers who had just climbed the mountain were already bleeding on the spot before even being seen.
Seeing the invincible charge of the heavy cavalry, Yang Fan raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, waving the horizontal knife in his hand and quickly rushed to the front.
Xi Junmai and Wang Xiaojie, fearing that something might happen, immediately rode their horses to protect Yang Fan on both sides and acted as bodyguards.
The disciples in Guanzhong who followed Yang Fan's charge were all excited.
If they can survive, they will definitely be able to enjoy it for the rest of their lives.
On Zhang Liang's side, he saw countless dead soldiers rushing to the top of the mountain.
Leading a group of adopted sons, he continued to quickly approach the top of the mountain, hoping to suppress Yang Fan with an invincible momentum.
More importantly, he wanted to kill Yang Fan with his own hands.
However, suddenly the order to charge came from the top of the mountain.
Zhang Liang was dumbfounded.
What's happening here?
The other party actually dares to charge. Isn't this looking for death?
However, the sound of horse hooves interrupted his thoughts.
What did I hear?
Yang Fan actually wants to use cavalry to break out of the siege?
Ha ha!
Shouldn't these people die?
As long as the horses are shot and wounded, these cavalrymen will inevitably fall to death under the influence of inertia.
Archers are the nemesis of light cavalry.
Yang Fan is indeed a stick.
It seems that the last victory in Tubo was just a fluke.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Zhang Liang raised his hand and shouted: "Get ready, crossbowman, shoot the horse for me!"
Why is he giving orders?
When they heard the sound of horse hooves, the crossbowmen made preparations.
"put!"
When the cavalry just showed up, Zhang Liang gave the order decisively.
"Peng..."
Thousands of arrows soared into the sky, covering the charging cavalry like a dark cloud.
However, the scene of people falling on their backs did not appear.
Thousands of feather arrows fell into the cavalry formation, not delaying the cavalry at all.
The formation of the cavalry charge is still orderly, like a barrier pouring down from the top of the mountain!
Zhang Liang was a little dumbfounded!
Could it be that so many arrow feathers were all in vain? What a hell!
Zhang Liang was very unwilling and continued to give the order.
"Prepare, put..."
The second round of arrows followed closely, flying straight towards the cavalry.
This time they saw it clearly. Although all the arrows hit these cavalry, these people seemed to have magical protection and completely ignored the overwhelming rain of arrows.
The bows and arrows shot at them, and apart from the tinkling, tinkling sound, all they could see were the sparks caused by friction.
This time, not only Zhang Liang, but everyone was upset.
what 's wrong?
Everyone looked at Zhang Liang with puzzled faces.
At this time, Zhang Liang opened his mouth wide, as if he saw a monster.
It was a little far away just now and he couldn't see clearly.
But after two rounds of arrow rain, Zhang Liang could see clearly!
It was precisely because he could see so clearly that his eyes nearly popped out!
These cavalrymen were all dark-skinned and well-armored. Even their faces could not be seen, leaving only two tiny holes for their eyes.
Zhang Liang's first reaction was heavy cavalry.
But I felt something was wrong.
He had also seen the Xuanjia Army, the most powerful heavy cavalry force in the Tang Dynasty, but it did not have such strong protective capabilities.
More importantly, he couldn't figure out where Yang Fan could get so much heavy riding equipment.
You know, building heavy riding equipment is expensive and time-consuming.
How come such a heavy cavalry with both men and horses appeared in just a few days?
At this time, Zhang Liang's face was full of disbelief.
While he was still struggling, there was a thunderous sound of iron hooves in his ears, and the entire hillside shook.
At this time, these armored heavy cavalry had already rushed into our main forward camp.
With just one contact, the heavy cavalry was like a flash flood, directly destroying the dead soldier at the front.
Suddenly, blood splattered in the mountains, and the entire mountain was dyed red with blood.
"boom!"
The heavy cavalry, with both men and horses, did not stop, but kept waving the sword in its hand and charging forward!
Because it was a gentle slope and the charge was from a high position, the speed of the war horse and the weight of the armor converged into a violent impact.
With just one encounter, countless dead soldiers blocking the front of the cavalry were knocked away, their muscles and bones all broken, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
Although some dead soldiers looked for opportunities to evade or even resist, the heavy cavalry with swords, guns and weapons were completely ignored.
Even though they were armed with swords and guns, the heavy cavalry still galloped forward. The sharp blades in their hands relied on the speed of the horses to continuously harvest the lives of the dead soldiers.
Facing the heavy cavalry armed to the teeth, these dead soldiers who lacked armor can only be described as chickens and dogs!
Although there were only about seventy people on the heavy cavalry, they lined up and rushed down the terrain condescendingly, just like demons from hell.
Any obstacles that stood in front of him were mercilessly destroyed by the heavy cavalry.
Seeing this scene, even the dead warriors who were not afraid of death wanted to give up.
If the opponent can't be killed at all, how can we fight this battle?
Seeing the soldiers who were retreating, Zhang Liang shouted in secret.
He even did not hesitate to kill several deserters with the sword in his hand.
He knew that in the event of a total defeat, Zhang Liang would be unable to make a comeback.
At this time, Zhang Liang felt a little regretful.
Why not send your own heavy cavalry slowly up the mountain?
Even if these heavy cavalry cannot charge, they can definitely stop the opponent's heavy cavalry in their tracks.
On the battlefield, only heavy cavalry can resist heavy cavalry.