Chapter 509: Fighting for Luojian Water Does Not Flow

And from the front of the battle to the position where the Ding Ling clan charged, at a distance of more than three hundred steps, there were still three or four hundred Ding Ling colored corpses full of feather arrows, which were shot by Ding Ling soldiers in the process of charging, and even more than ten Ding Ling shamans with feathers all over their bodies were also shot into hedgehogs and corpses on the ground.

Zhai Yi had at least seven or eight long arrows inserted in his body, and he was covered in blood, he rode to the expressionless Zhai Zhen, and there was already a bit of crying in his voice: "Two-headed man, don't fight, leave some seeds for the last general, in today's battle, our army has killed nearly 2,000 people, and less than half of the rest are left. ”

Zhai Yi's eyes were also red, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "What are you afraid of, the enemy army is almost to the limit, the assault just now, almost succeeded, as long as you hold on for a while, maybe they will collapse, we can attack again if we retreat, they are ten steps back in the water, General Chen, you organize it again, this time the head of the person personally led the troops to assault, we must take them down!" ”

Zhai Yi's eyes widened in surprise: "This, how can this be, you are... ”

Zhai Zhen said sharply: "There are no two-headed people here, only a general of Ding Ling, who wants to make a final charge against the enemy, don't worry, your people, how many people die, after this battle, I will ask the big head to make up for your three times the number of people!" ”

Zhai Yi gritted his teeth, pulled out an arrow from his shoulder, and shouted: "Brothers, this time the two-headed man will personally charge with us, everyone will rush this last blow to avenge the dead brothers!" ”

Those Ding Ling soldiers with unwillingness and anger on their faces all came up with strength at this time, and they all picked up their big knives one by one and began to roar.

On the other side of the Beifu military formation, Liu Yuzhi jumped back on the back of the war horse proudly, his head twisted, and his neck made a "click-la-la" sound, and Liu Yi on the side smiled: "More than half of Ding Ling's ghosts have really become ghosts, Brother Jinu, should we take the initiative to attack?" ”

Liu Yu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, they're in a hurry, let them rush, send a signal to Lao Mao, attack from the forest opposite Luojian, don't let them run away." Speaking of this, he looked at Zhai Yi, who had already led Ding Ling to charge, his blood-red tongue stretched out, and licked a few drops of blood on his face: "This kid is mine, don't grab it!" ”

Zhai Yi got carried away and yelled: "Rush, kill, rush!" ”

There was a terrible whistling sound in the air, and the dense bows and arrows went straight to the dozens of horses that rushed to the front, and there was a neighing of horses, and six or seven horses fell to the ground one after another, and Zhai Yi's mount did not reduce its speed, and the bright silver lance in his hand rotated like a windmill, and more than ten bows and arrows rushed towards him, and he was shot down one after another, and none of them hit.

Zhai Yi laughed, during the Battle of Huaibei, he also charged with Murong Feng, but the feeling of charging behind the brave general was completely different from now, now he was roaring forward like this, rushing to the front, and he could fly into the enemy formation and let go of the killing, the feeling of dominating the battlefield and sweeping thousands of armies was really great.

Suddenly, a sharp horn sounded behind him, it was not Ding Ling's horn, and it was even more different from the tambourine with a strong sense of blow in Ding Ling's troops, Zhai Yi's face changed slightly, and he unconsciously turned his head to look back, only to see that in the dense forest on the other side of Luojian, a steady stream of Beifu Army infantry cavalry was killed, and they rushed through Luojian in an instant and cut into the rear of their own side.

The sky is already slightly bright, but on the edge of Luojian, the sky is full of smoke and dust, I don't know how many troops rushed out of the opposite bank, I only saw more than 100 horsemen in the first formation, and I don't know how many there are behind.

Zhai Yi almost fainted under the horse, he took hundreds of Ding Ling soldiers to turn around and began to counterattack these cavalry, but how could the flesh and blood block the gallop of these war horses, and before he could cut people, he hit these cavalrymen's sabers and lances one after another, and they were immediately knocked down, run over, and could not see anything.

The remaining Ding Ling soldiers threw away their weapons one after another, and fled in all directions, although they were superstitious, but they were not stupid, in such a place to give the cavalry a surprise attack from behind, it was impossible to even organize resistance, it was a blessing to be able to escape with a life today, who would dare to expect to break the enemy army in front of them again?

On Liu Yu's side, the steel phalanx was still motionless, and more than 100 Ding Ling soldiers who were panicked crashed into the front of the formation, and after more than 1,000 long lances and big knives stabbed and killed, they became piles of corpses and meat paste, and the remaining thousands of Ding Ling soldiers dared to run in this direction, and they all turned their heads and ran towards the water's edge.

A hint of coldness flashed in Liu Yu's eyes: "Brothers, after fighting for so long, I think, these Ding Ling people are already very thirsty, should we do our best to be landlords and let them drink some water?" ”

Everyone can see clearly, Ding Ling's troops have died, the four or five thousand people alive have completely lost their fighting spirit, the passage to the west has been completely cut by the hairball, and a rabbit can't escape, and the passage to the north is also blocked by this step formation of this side, the only one who can escape is the Luojian that is more than 60 steps wide, but the water in the early morning has begun to rise, from the knee level at the time of the third watch to the waist level at this time, the water is rushing, more than two hundred Ding Ling soldiers jumped into the water, but were washed by the torrent, After walking a few steps, he was submerged in the water, and after a few splashes, he was never seen again.

The Beifu military formation let out a huge "tiger" sound, and the eyes of each soldier flashed with hatred and a terrifying murderous aura, and the spearmen in the front row had retreated, all of them were replaced by crossbowmen, and the shields were in front, with strong bows and hard crossbows on them, and with unstoppable momentum, they pressed towards the opposite side of Ding Ling Sergeant.

Many Ding Ling soldiers who were about to go down the river did not dare to move forward anymore when they saw their companions rushing away, and turned around, but the other sergeants who were forced by Liu Yu's military formation were like headless flies slamming into the river, and the people behind could not see the situation in front, and only knew that they were dozens of steps away from themselves and pointed at the strong bow and crossbow, and they were desperately trying to squeeze in the opposite direction.

As a result, more than 1,000 Ding Ling soldiers who were close to the shore were actually squeezed into the river by their own companions, and many people wanted to take off their clothes and armor and swim across the other bank, but how could these Ding Ling people from the north who had never known water know how to swim? In just a few moments, the Luojian was filled with the bodies of the drowned Ding Lingren.