An army of 100,000 people, more than 30,000 soldiers and civilians, the whole team is like an elephant, and if you stab it with a knife that sharpens an apple, no matter how fierce it is, it will not hurt.

The loss of a cavalry squad could not be called a heavy loss for the Western Army. More important in this battle was the revelation of the combat strength of the Liangshan Army.

When the number of soldiers and horses on both sides was similar, the cavalry of the Western Army was destroyed and passed by, which made the entire Western Army stunned and gave birth to a strong sense of unreality.

What they saw was a hallucination, right? The battalion leader led by Liu Chongguang is a fake Western Army, right?

In one shot, the Liangshanbo cavalry naturally dropped a lot, but what about the horsemen of the Western Army? The whole thing was shattered. The cavalry who fled to the large army one by one, are there still 200 people left?

"This, this ......" Liu Zhongwu opened his mouth wide.

What made him feel even more disgusting was that after this cavalry broke the Western Army's blockade, it rushed headlong to the rear of the left flank of the army.

That position belongs to the Divine Guard.

This is one of the four armies in the forbidden army, and he is tall and well-equipped. The amount of the configuration of the Divine Arm Bow and the Infantry Armor made the fist troops of the Western Army envious when they saw it. But they have hardly experienced war, and their military literacy can only be said to be very average and ordinary. Liu Zhongwu deeply realized Lu Junyi's sinister intentions.

Of course, he wouldn't tie his hands and feet because of this cavalry. This confirmed his earlier suspicion that the enemy had targeted the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army. The latter has indeed become the weakness of this army in the eyes of the thieves.

And the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army, with more than 50,000 people, is indeed the weakness of the army in his heart.

Lu Junyi restrained the war horse, his eyes were still awe-inspiring, but the dense bows and crossbows erected by the Song army on the opposite side told him to strangle the war horse.

Lu Qian didn't want to break Song Jun's array so easily, this was more to give Song Jun a dismount. And Lu Junyi always hangs on the left flank, so it is like a toad lying on the instep, not biting, only responding to people. It was not yet time for his ministry to exert its might.

By the time the two armies lined up, it was already early afternoon.

How to fight?

Lu Qian had already paid attention to it in his heart. Hold each other in the middle, fly with both wings, and then use cavalry to cover the bottom. With Lin Chong's department, this cavalry is definitely qualified. Even just in case, Lu Qian would lead the pro-army as the sharp edge of this battle, arranged in the front, bearing the brunt of the heavy pressure of the Western Army. In order to free up more military forces for the offensive on both flanks.

The left and right flanks deployed heavy troops and charged at the Song army. It's just a fair and bright competition. It depends on whether the Chinese army was defeated by the Song army first, or the two wings of the Song army were defeated by the Liangshan army first. Not to mention, Lu Qian still had five hundred armored iron horsemen and one thousand of their vassal light horsemen in his hands.

There are no front-line fighters.

The soldiers and horses of Shaanxi, who had fought with the Western Xia for decades, did not need to use this means to boost morale and hit the opponent's spirit. Moreover, Liu Zhongwu also knew that there were several strong players among the thieves on the opposite side, so there was no need to do such a bad thing.

In this way, there is only one fight left.

The drums of war beat and the trumpets blow.

There were terrible shouts on the formations of the two armies, and the two armies slowly approached, first with the crossbow of the army's bed, and then after three hundred paces, the divine arm arched; One hundred and fifty paces, the Song army shot arrows; Within 100 steps, the Liangshan army took off with heavy arrows.

Arrows, crossbow arrows, and crossbow arrows ......, dense as rain. It's like a swarm of startled bees, black and oppressive.

Countless blood flowers erupted on the formations of both armies. Although the previous battle had dealt a heavy blow to the confidence of the Western Army, when the battle of the Great Army came, their contempt for the rebels from the bottom of their hearts immediately turned into a huge psychological advantage, coupled with the fierce nature forged in the blood and fire, which made them quickly beat their spirits.

And the morale of the Liangshan army was even stronger.

"Kill-" Wu Song waved the dragon stick, swept and smashed, whether it was a person or a horse in front of him, those who dared to block it were all meat patties! led the front battalion of the department, and collided with a Western army that rushed to kill.

To his right and left were tall men with heavy armor, iron scarfs, and heavy blades. A long brand of broadswords, sharp spears and spears are like a forest, and a number of maces and iron bones are dazzling. His own soldiers, the soldiers of the front battalion behind him, went all out to protect him left and right, so that Wu Song could only deal with frontal threats without distraction.

As one of the strikers attacking from the flanks, Wu Song's department should have borne a lot of pressure. And as the striker of this striker, the front camp said that the pressure to bear was naturally heavier. Therefore, Wu Song stood in the front camp, and the fluttering banner told every soldier in the front camp that he was with them.

Stabbing, slashing, smashing, sweeping, there is no room for you to perform your skills in a crowded battle formation, at least at the beginning of the battle. The only means is the most basic foundation.

Wu Song's dragon stick weighing about forty or fifty catties was already full of dead souls, blood smeared his entire body, the sturdy armor blocked the arrows shot from the front many times, and the surrounding soldiers resisted the blades stabbed from the side. Wu Song's task is to only deal with the three or two people in front of him, and the thousand catties of arm force danced the iron rod, like a flesh grinding disc, and as if it was a mountain monster, constantly chiseling the opponent's defense line.

When Xiaowa creates a big pit, that is when it causes qualitative change.

Wearing heavy iron armor and fighting with knives and guns, the essence of a turn-based game is to hurt each other. Some people have weak defense and thick blood, some people have low defense and low blood, and some excellent people have high defense and high blood, and even high attack. Anyway, whoever can't hold it first will be defeated first.

Wu Song's chiseling results were extraordinary, but he also made him the target of the public and a thorn in the side of the soldiers of the Western Army. A big man wearing iron armor and holding a heavy axe strode towards Wu Song. As a commander, he must face difficulties head-on at this time. Kill the thief, or the whole battalion will be in danger.

But how could he be Wu Song's opponent, even if his strength was not weak, after seven or eight confrontations with Wu Song, his muscles and bones were weak, and he was knocked to the ground by the dragon stick with a stick. Then, before he could get up again, three or five spears and broadswords had already been slashed at him. In the end, the conductor could only leave a reluctant and desperate roar.

At the same time, the deputy commander of the formation looked unsettled and hid behind a group of soldiers. At the right time, he carried a sword and shield in his hand, and beheaded three Liangshan soldiers in a row, and no one could stop him. But in the blink of an eye, he was forced to die by a few spears and heavy axes. The deputy commander wiped his face, and a bloody mouth three or four inches long on his cheek cut through most of his face from the corner of his mouth, and the flesh turned upside down, revealing deep white bones, like a big open mouth.

He killed the third man, and then tried to kill the fourth target, but he was struck down by two heavy axes, and the left arm holding the round shield was unconscious, and then three spears pierced him one after another. He used his right-hand knife to open two of them, but the third one couldn't dodge, and he watched as a shot stabbed him in the face. The fault is not that someone dragged himself from behind, then it was not that there was an extra bloody wound on his face, but that his life was gone.

There is more than one scene in the center, left and right wings, and Wu Song, and the three battlefields are like this. The two armies were like two giant beasts, in a wilderness in the north of Qinghe County, they launched the most cruel, bloody and incisive fight.

Blood stained the earth red, and countless lives came to an end in a short time.

"Shoot the arrows—"

On the formation, Lu Qian drank coldly, and the right arm raised by the drummer behind him fell suddenly, "Knock! The eyes of the more than two thousand archers lit up, facing straight ahead, clenching the longbow in their hands, and their dark eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Whoosh ......"

Sharp arrows shot out. Flying diagonally into the sky, countless ghosts overlapping each other and intertwining into a dark cloud of death in the air.

Although Lu Qian's combat power buff could no longer envelop them, Liang Shanbo had a strong bow and heavy arrows, and his lethality was always stronger than the old Zhao family's soft bow and light arrows. Both sides were strangled in one place, the hand-to-hand troops were inseparable, the crossbowmen were wasted, the archers were fired from their backs, and they needed more and more lethality, not a long range.

Whether it is light or heavy, it is a threat, and when the arrows fall densely on the heads of the soldiers on both sides, shields and bowing their heads become the best choices for the soldiers on both sides.

The protection of the iron pocket is still very good, as long as it does not cut corners, the light arrows of the Song army have almost no real damage. And the heavy arrows of the Liangshan army are a different picture.

There are very few that penetrate the iron skull, but there are many that penetrate the iron armor and pierce into the flesh and blood.

The rain of arrows fell, and the screams of the Song army rushed into the sky.

"Kill, kill me!" Yang Kesheng shouted loudly.

Liang Shanbo's thin Chinese army is Lu Qian's most fatal shortcoming in this array. With an army of more than 50,000 people, nearly 40,000 people were divided into two wings, and even though the thin Chinese army had obvious factors to lure the enemy, it was also impossible for Liu Zhongwu to give up.

For example, Chang Jiejun, led by Yang Keshi and Yang Kesheng's brothers, was used by him without hesitation. The 10,000-strong Chang Jie army fought against Lu Qian's 2,500 pro-army infantry armor, and the burden on Lu Qian's shoulders was not heavy. But even so, so far, the five battalions of pro-army have not shown their decline for half a minute.

"Kill-" Yuan Lang wielded the water-milled steel, like a mad tiger, the western army in front of him couldn't stop him, and his hands rose and fell, and he would definitely be able to make a person's heavenly spirit bloom; The two swept over, and the splash of brains could whiten his helmet.

He is the last line of defense in front of Lu Qian, and he is also the first line of defense in front of Lu Qian. Liang Shanbo's most elite pro-army infantry battalion was held in his hand, even if he died on the battlefield, he didn't want to see Lu Qian personally raise the big knife to fight.

In other words, what is the force of this Lu Dazhai master, Yuan Lang himself has no score. At the earliest, he saw that Lu Qian was just like this, and he could clean it up after ten or twenty rounds if he was serious. But recently, this Lu Dazhai master can give him a sense of threat.

However, no matter how he felt like this, he didn't want to ask Lu Qian to go into battle, which was a shame for the pro-army general.

"Kill-" Yuan Langhu roared, his left hand pressed a mace from the head, and his right hand caught up with a split. In front of the fight, the heads of the Song Army warriors were as brilliant as exploding watermelons.

Although the Changjie army had 10,000 people, four times the number of soldiers and horses in the front, it was impossible for the 10,000 Changjie army to be fully displayed on the battlefield. They and the soldiers on the front line may be less than 5,000. The strength of the Song army is obviously more than the five battalions of the pro-army infantry, but the latter has a buff bonus, strong strength, and its own physical fitness, combat quality, morale and loyalty are also equipped with battle armor, which are also second to none in Liangshanbo, and the battle line is thinner than the Song army, but it is tenacious and strong. First of all, as soon as the troops were received, it was still the vigorous pro-army five battalions of infantry that pressed Changjie's army to retreat.

……

Lu Qian's banner was erected behind the fifth battalion of the pro-army, and the eyes of the Yang brothers were red. As long as they break through here, they will be able to reach Lu Qian, the thief leader of Liangshanbo, if they can capture Lu Qian, the future future will not only be smooth, but also immeasurable.

"Forward, forward. Those who retreat without permission will be killed. Yang Keshi drank. Swing a knife and cut off the head of a defeated soldier. This Changjie army is an army composed of brave and strong young men from the northwest of Tongguan, and the veterans of the western army serve as the backbone, well-trained, well-armed, and quite high combat power. But as Tong Guan's private army, their combat experience is obviously inferior. Today's fighting is fierce, and it is not surprising that there are those who are defeated and retreat, and even want to escape.

Zhang Jun crawled over several corpses that had been shot into hedgehogs by arrows. The rain of arrows just now fell, and the brother beside him blinked and screamed, and then the thieves took advantage of the situation to kill, and half of them fell in a short time. Zhang Jun saw the opportunity early, hid in the team, and now he has escaped with his life.

He turned his head to look behind him in panic as he crawled, and an axe soldier in heavy armor was pushed to the ground by two spears, and before he could get up, he was chased by a Liangshan thief and stabbed in the throat with a shot.

Another person was stabbed in the thigh by a shot, and his fellow villagers couldn't bear to abandon him and run for his life, so he turned around and pulled the man, but he was hit to the ground by the knife player in the Liangshan thief soldiers, and before he could get up, he was rushed up by a nest of thieves. Zhang Jun just stood up from the ground, and another person fell under the feet of "Puff", but it was still the deputy head of all of them, and an arrow pierced his throat, and his life was instantly cleared. The man fell limply to the ground.

Zhang Jun finally couldn't help it, and let out a loud cry to vent his endless fear, and strode backwards, although his martial arts were far better than those who died. But their battalion was completely defeated. Ran had just run more than 20 steps, and a cold and dazzling thing in front of him came to him, and he heard the screams of soldiers and people in his ears, and more than a dozen defeated soldiers who fled in front were separated.

The roar of Yang Kesheng, the former commander of the Changjie Army, sounded: "Those who dare to retreat are dead!" ”

Zhang Jun shivered, remembered the military discipline, and the fear of military rules and military discipline instantly took over, and a group of armored soldiers were forced to turn around and rush towards the Liangshan army, followed by a battalion with a complete number of soldiers already following behind him.

Zhang Jun saw that there were spears discarded by other armor soldiers on the ground, and hurriedly went to pick them up, since he was forced to work hard, at least this one was better than the waist knife. But soon he regretted it, because he saw a group of cards, but the footsteps of the new force behind him were getting closer and closer, and he did not dare to delay, and bent down to pick it up. Just hold your spear and rush along.

The new forces behind accelerated at the same time, following behind them, slashing and slashing those who were cowardly running last. The cold light of the soldiers made Zhang Jun's legs and feet go weak. I could only go crazy, screaming with all my might, and with a heart full of despair and fear, I crashed into the dense sharp blades on the opposite side like moths to a fire.

The terrible howl was endless, and there were a lot of hundreds of armor soldiers, but there was no array, so they were all killed by the Liangshan army in a short period of time without exception. Zhang Jun's legs and feet couldn't move, Liang Shanbo's thieves had already rushed to his eyes, and it seemed that there were only three or five steps left, and his heart was full of despair.

But at this moment, a row of knife players rushed past him with a shout, and they were like angry wild boars, holding the long cards in their hands and slamming them into the opposite direction.

In order to chase down the defeated soldiers, the Liangshan army also had all the arrays. Now these new forces are colliding with long cards, and most of them can make contributions. Zhang Jun saw that many Liangshan thieves were knocked to the ground, and then they never had a chance to get up.

When the spear and sword soldier is approached by the sword player, most of the force is useless. Those knife and card players picked up the knives and axes in their hands, and skillfully began to slash and kill the thieves around them, briskly bringing a rain of blood. The Song saber spearmen in the back rushed up at the same time, attacking together with long and heavy soldiers such as spears, falling knives, and maces, stirring up this section of the array into chaos, and this part of the Liangshan army was hit by this blow, and the momentum of the attack slowed down.