Xie Guanglong and Guo Yuan took off the saddles of the four horses, cut off the reins of the horses, and then tied hay to the tail of the horses, and when they touched the vicinity of the Yuan army's garrison, they lit the hay and stabbed the horse's hips with their spears. The four reserve horses were in pain, galloped forward, and rushed straight to the garrison of Yuan's army.

Hearing the neighing of the horse, the sergeant Yuan, who was waiting for breakfast, was startled, and when he got up to check, the startled horse had already rushed in front of him, and the two soldiers couldn't avoid it and were knocked to the ground. The other soldiers also panicked, and some of them came forward to try to stop the startled horse, but found that there were neither reins nor saddles, and there was no place to start at all, but the horse's tail was on fire, and the flesh on the horse's rump and legs rattled.

Sergeant Yuan was helpless, so he could only pick up his spear and raise his crossbow, intending to kill the four startled horses.

The arrows are endless, and the startled horse is soon hit by the arrow, but it is even more crazy, clashing back and forth in the camp, kicking the horse in the iron kettle that is cooking, kicking the fire away, and spilling the boiling water everywhere, Sergeant Yuan subconsciously avoids everywhere and makes a mess.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Guanglong and the four of them jumped on their horses and rushed towards the crowd. With a spear in their hands, they singled out the steaming iron kettles, and as soon as they picked up the spears, the iron kettles flew into the air, and the boiling water was splashed everywhere, and the burning fires were also picked up by them to fly everywhere, and they quickly attacked the position.

Hearing the exclamation, Qu Junhou in the formation reacted first, shouting and scolding, telling his subordinates not to panic and use crossbows to shoot. As soon as Xie Guanglong and the others saw it, they immediately threw the spear in their hands hard, and at the same time rolled the saddle and dismounted, took down the thousand army breaks, and slashed them on the horse's buttocks.

The spear roared out and pierced into the crossbowman, causing a flurry. The horse was in pain, galloped wildly, and knocked several crossbowmen into the air in an instant. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Guanglong and the four of them waved a thousand troops to break into the crowd, killing anyone they saw.

Eight startled horses and four warriors stirred up a corner of Yuan's position. Although the eight startled horses were quickly shot and killed, killing and wounding no more than twenty people, the commotion caused was very large, and the soldiers in the vicinity all turned their heads to watch, not knowing what was happening. At this time, it was the time of the handover, the soldiers on duty at night were tired and hungry, waiting for the next duty to eat, and the rotating soldiers did not sleep well at night, they were dazed, and they were waiting for the meal to be on duty, and suddenly such a thing happened, and they were a little nervous in their hearts, and they subconsciously gathered together to see what was going on.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ma Chao and Pang De led two hundred horsemen to kill, and took advantage of the distraction of Yuan Jun to quickly break into the range. Before the people arrived, they shot a rain of arrows, and when Yuan's soldiers were dodging, they rode their horses into battle.

In the hurry, less than half of the Yuan Jun crossbowmen reacted, pulled the crossbow machine, and shot the crossbow arrows.

Ma Chao raised a small round shield with his left hand, covering the door, and at the same time drew a short spear and threw it vigorously.

The bolts were shot head-on, and the small round steel shield rang out and sparks flew in all directions. The arrows in the horses that served as meat shields on the periphery neighed and fell to the ground, and the more than ten horsemen who rushed to the front were hit by arrows, some fell directly from their horses and died, and some let out a painful muffled snort, but they refused to stop, kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and continued to charge forward.

Ma Chao was also hit by an arrow, his thigh was pierced, and he was nailed to the saddle, so painful that he almost fell off the horse. He threw his spearman, drew his long knife from his waist, slashed the exposed shaft with a single blow, and accelerated again.

Two hundred horsemen rushed into the position of Yuan's army at once.

"Turn, turn!" Ma Chao raised his sword and shouted loudly, while turning the horse's head and forcibly turning.

The knights followed closely, galloping forward along the array of crossbowmen. Holding the horse's neck in one hand, they leaned forward as far as they could, stretched out their right hand, and held their swords backwards, the blades forward, and with the help of their horses, they cut through the crossbowmen's necks and crossbows in their hands. Some crossbowmen were wounded, their faces and even necks were cut by sharp blades, many more were cut off the strings of crossbows in their hands, and some were brought down by their horses.

When the crossbowmen fired, they were divided into three rows, each with sixty or seventy people, and there would be an interval of ten paces between the left and right songs. The three thousand strong crossbowmen were divided into fifteen songs, seven in the front and eight in the back, thirty paces apart, and the whole position was about five hundred paces wide, just blocking the way. In order to grab time, Ma Chao and Pang De each led a hundred horses, from different positions, for them, the charging distance was less than three hundred steps, in order to hurry, they all ignored the horsepower, charged at full speed, and in the time of twenty or thirty breaths, they killed along the entire formation.

The number of crossbowmen who were actually killed was very limited, and even the strings of the crossbows were not many, adding up to less than a third. But the panic caused was comprehensive. The speed of the cavalry was too fast, and before these Yuan soldiers could react, the cavalry had already rushed to the front, and the crossbowmen who were responsible for guarding the periphery were of course chaotic, and the spearmen who were responsible for covering them were not prepared at all, and were preparing to line up in a panic.

"Turn! Turn! Ma Chao rushed out of Yuan's position, immediately tightened the reins of the horse and slowed down, and turned the horse back again. There was a swamp ahead, and the two knights couldn't rein in it and rushed into it. Fortunately, they were agile, and when they saw that something was wrong, they immediately rolled the saddle and fell off their horses, and escaped with a rolling belt.

The knights turned their horses' heads one after another, and followed Ma Chao to charge again. Not long ago, they had all participated in the Battle of Xia Ting, and they knew that there could be no relaxation at this time, and they must break through the Yuan army's formation as soon as possible. Once the Yuan army is reunited, they will face annihilation. The foot soldiers were not as fast as the cavalry, but they were much faster in formation.

At this moment, a faint trumpet sounded in the distance.

When Ma Chao heard this, he was overjoyed. "It's Yan Xing them, blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet!" But no one behind him responded. Ma Chao turned around and saw that the herald was gone. He gritted his teeth, took off the horn at his waist, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard.

"Woo-" The sound of the horn drowned out the sound of horses' hooves, shouts of killing, and screams, and spread into the distance.

"Woo-woo-woo-" There was a quick response in the distance, and it was getting louder and louder. Ma Chao blew the trumpet again, threw the horn to another guard, raised his sword, and shouted loudly. "Yan Yanming is coming to grab the credit, hurry up and kill, don't let them take advantage."

"Kill—" The knights were inexplicably excited. The guards led by Yan Xing rode nearly a thousand people, and if they rushed to reinforce them, they would basically be able to lock in the victory in this battle. Although it is a joke to rob the merit, but Yi Congqi has always regarded himself very highly, and does not put the guard riding in his eyes, Ma Chao and Yan Xing are also fighting openly and secretly, and they are not convinced by each other.

The knights shouted in response, kicked their horses again, and rushed to kill.

Sergeant Yuan was in a mess and had no power to fight back. Although the strong crossbow captain gave the order hoarsely, and even drew his sword and killed several rebels, he still couldn't control the situation. Just as he was in a cold sweat, a trumpet sounded in the distance, and he looked up to see that a group of cavalry was rapidly approaching, and the smoke and dust rolled up into the sky, which was very striking in the clear blue sky of the early morning.

The strong crossbow captain was stunned for only a short time before making a decision, jumped on his war horse, and retreated with his personal guards.

As soon as the battle flag moved, the position that could barely be maintained collapsed in an instant.