The horse's hooves broke through the darkness, just as Gongsun Chan looked like when he came. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the defensive fire they were subjected to was more intense, and the short bolts of the crossbow were like a curtain of rain pouring out towards the charging cavalry.

In an instant, three hundred short crossbow arrows pierced into the charging cavalry array, and the dozen or so horsemen in front of them shot into a sieve in the blink of an eye, and the white leather armor and steeds were full of short arrows, and the people turned on their backs. For the first time in their lives, these strong crossbowmen under the northern part of Yan had the feeling of being an elite shooter and a Han shooter in the former court lieutenant's department.

In the dark of night, arrows are shot at the sound of horses' hooves, and they can basically hit when they pull the trigger...... The charging cavalry was too anxious, there was no formation at all in the night, the Lord was bound, and the saviors were anxious one by one. Seven hundred horsemen drew a long array of arrows, and charged away without dodging in the face of the strong crossbowmen who were crouching and standing in rows.

The righteous cong in front was shot over, and the righteous cong in the back was tripped up, and before he could touch the shadow of the enemy in front of the battle, he fell down.

If in the daytime, they who are skilled in riding will definitely not make such a mistake, but in the dark night when they can't see their fingers? Even Yan Bei, who grew up on the back of cows, sheep and horses, didn't dare to say that he could control the horse through this area, let alone these righteous obedience.

A commotion was in front of the formation, and the three hundred strong crossbowmen had a chance to wind up, and in the blink of an eye, the second shot had arrived, and the sound of the broken strings exploded in front of the formation, and the sharp crossbow bolts pierced into the body of the cavalry with a soul-snatching scream...... This time, dozens of people were killed and injured.

Yan Bei, who was overseing the army behind, swept away the decadence at this time, marched left and right in the camp and shouted, commanding a group of rebel soldiers with longbows or spears to enter the west of the battlefield to stop these white horse cavalry tearing through the darkness.

"head and arms, shoot them for me!" Groups of soldiers looked for a suitable shooting position in front of and behind the crossbowmen, and threw the rain of arrows out like flowing water, projecting them with a screaming sound into the noise where no human figures could be seen and only the neighing of horses could be heard, mixed with Yanbei's angry roar, "Defeat them, everyone will be rewarded!" ”

Gao Ran stood beside him with a mixed iron spear poking the blood-stained swallow flag, and Fu Zhi walked out of the Chinese military tent, directing dozens of soldiers to clear the way back to the woodland ambush.

"Everyone take the barrel of thistle, once the battle situation in front of you changes, you will spill it on the way to escape after the robe is removed, don't feel sorry for these iron weapons, you know?"

As he spoke, he looked at the battlefield at the gate of the camp not far away. At this time, Gongsun Chan came with reinforcements, whether the only remaining soldiers and horses in the middle of the city would be mobilized to come to help, or the army sent out to recruit troops before came in the starry night...... If it is the latter, I am afraid that the number of people will not be less than a thousand, not to mention that there is a white horse as a sharp arrow, I am afraid that this battle will not be so easy.

"Quick, send someone to send the mount to the general." Frustrated Zhu pulled over a foot soldier who ran past him, pointed to the tall horse tied to the outside of the military tent and said: "Then send a message to the two captains in the forest, Lu and Zhang, and ask them to prepare to defend against the enemy, and we will retreat in one hour at most!" ”

Fu Zhu had already decided that even if the enemy was repulsed, he would dissuade Yanbei from retreating eastward...... The purpose of this battle is to defeat Gongsun Zhan, and now that Gongsun Chan has been captured, the strategic goal has been achieved, and there is no need to meaninglessly pay the lives of his subordinates to resist these soldiers and horses.

The soldier led a few horses to Yanbei's side, he glanced back, understood the meaning of frustration, nodded to Gao Ran and said: "Order the soldier to shoot nine more arrows, after nine arrows, retreat in a bend, the crossbowman retreats first, and leave a bend after the foot pawn is broken." ”

Gao Ran intervened in the promise, turned over and galloped on his horse to give orders, while Yan Bei stepped on his mount and looked at the figures in the darkness in the distance.

The rain of arrows can only kill and injure more than 200 enemy troops, and the biggest significance is to stop the enemy's charge, and there is no other meaning. But listening to the footsteps in the distance, Gongsun Zhan's reinforcements were obviously not only Bai Ma Yicong, but also a huge number of foot soldiers chasing after him. Once the tidal wave of foot soldiers arrives, there is no point in stopping the enemy.

The sound of strong crossbows constantly exploding in his ears, and according to the angle of the crossbowman's shot, Yanbei judged that the enemy might have gotten closer and closer.

"Retreat in parts, crossbowmen strike again, retreat!" Yan Bei grabbed the hilt of the knife at his waist and pulled the reins in one hand and galloped behind the battle to shout, the speed of the arrow in the skilled longbow hand is far faster than that of the crossbowman, although the general lethality is much lower, but it can use faster projectiles to create a rain of arrows, acting as an excellent cover. "Archers get ready!"

As soon as Yan Bei's words fell, he saw a black horse piercing the darkness, and a fierce general on it was holding a weapon similar to a chieftain spear, and suddenly broke through the cover of the arrow rain, a spear of nearly two zhang danced impermeable, and all the arrows that were shot at him flew aside, galloped with a spear, and stabbed into the belly of a crossbowman with his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person was lifted high, and with the power of the horse galloping, he smashed into the crossbowman array more than ten steps away, smashed over everyone, and shouted in his mouth to reach people's ears: "Don't get in the way, Yanren Zhang Yide is here, Rebel splinters who are not afraid of death, come here! ”

The roar is like spring thunder, and the courage is the gods!

Yan Bei has always thought that Zhang Lei Gong's big voice is a rare talent in the world, and at this time, this black-robed young general is unparalleled in bravery, and his voice is a little louder than Lei Gong, and in the blink of an eye, he rode his mount into the crossbowman array, and the snake spear was like a poisonous letter, and the rebel crossbowmen flew out one after another between the thorns and smashes, although it was a single ride, but it was invincible like a plow pulled by an old ox in the field, and he was forced to plow a flesh and blood fellowship of more than ten steps in the battle formation of hundreds of people.

But within a few breaths, Zhang Fei, who had killed a passage, suddenly reined in his horse, raised his spear and turned his head and roared angrily: "The horsemen behind follow up, rescue General Gongsun, kill!" ”

What worries Yanbei even more is ...... This heroic warrior with a leopard's head and eyes sat down on the horse, isn't it the one he gave to Guan Yunchang!

Watch the enemy ride their own BMWs and kill their own people!

Is there anything more heartwarming in this world?

"Ah Xiu, are you sure?" Yan Bei paced the horse, a pair of eagle eyes narrowed, staring at Zhang Fei stubbornly, "Are you sure to defeat him?" ”

Gao Ran tugged on the reins, the blood all over his body was hot, a fierce general with such martial arts was exactly the object he wanted to fight, tilted his head and hugged his fist at Yanbei, and said in a deep voice: "Whether you are sure or not, you will know in a battle!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his legs between the horse's belly were like arrows off the string, and he rushed towards Zhang Fei with the blood flag hanging swallow.

Yan Bei clutched the reins tightly, and looked over there on the edge of the battlefield, only to see Gao Ran suddenly collide with the black-robed young general, and the moment he missed the horse was already a round. Gao Lan, who turned the horse's head and came back, was missing a slug on his head, and was being carried around by the spear of the black-robed young general.

And Gao Ran's mixed iron spear also hung the black cloak behind the young general.

"Humph! Good martial arts. Zhang Fei flicked his spear, picked the hood aside, and rushed over again on his horse. Gao Ran threw the black robe on the ground and met it with his spear in his hand. "Come on!"

For a while, the spears and spears on both sides came and went, and in the blink of an eye, three rounds passed, both of them had tested each other's martial arts, and the horses were deadlocked together, and the two horses exchanged spears and spears, and they were spinning every seven or eight steps, and they all wanted to pick each other with a spear.

Bai Ma Yicong, who was galloping forward to help in the battle, was stopped by Zhang Fei's horizontal spear, "You go to save General Gongsun, this rebel general is my Zhang Yide!" ”

"Heh, it's not a small tone." Gao Ran was picked by a spear, and the armor under his ribs was pierced through a hole, but it did not hurt the flesh and skin, but he looked a little embarrassed, and shouted while stabbing Zhang Fei with a spear: "The crossbowmen obey the order, retreat a hundred steps, and the foot soldiers stop them!" ”

The two of them came and went on the battlefield, no one dared to come forward whether it was a white horse or a rebel foot soldier around, these two people's martial arts were not as high as words, they could only see the two sides stabbing a dozen shots in the blink of an eye under the reflection of the bonfire, but they couldn't hurt each other a point. The shadow of the gun could not hurt them, but if anyone dared to step forward, they could tear others apart in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Gao and the others fought in one place, and the happiest was the rebel soldiers under Yan Bei's command, only to see that Zhang Yide unstoppably rushed into the formation, and a large number of white horses followed from a distance, and the momentum was so terrifying that they almost dropped their weapons and fled. But at this time, when he saw that Zhang Fei was entangled by the captain of the university and could not advance an inch, all of them fought highly, compared with Zhang Fei's brave and strategic, those white horse Yicong were no longer so terrible, and they all held spears and halberds to meet them.

For a time, although Bai Ma Yicong was brave, he could not break through the defense line of the rebel infantry gradually closing.

At this moment, a horse figure suddenly squeezed away the battle line between the white horse Yicong and the rebel foot soldiers, waving a long knife between thousands of troops and horses, there was no enemy in front and back, left and right, although he only rode an inferior horse, but as if with the majesty of the gods, the long knife cut through the armor flesh and blood and the fracture level, the horse's hooves stepped on a radius of ten steps and there was no enemy to stand, with a fearless attitude to kill out of the battlefield, in the blink of an eye to make the rebels cry dad and call mother, and once again plough out a gap.

Yan Bei looked at the commotion in front of the formation, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a face that haunted him in his spare time, but at this time, he was dying.

It was a red face with a long knife. He is extremely familiar with the owner of the long knife, it is the man who once slashed him in Liaodong, Hedong Guan Yu, Guan Yunchang!

"Ah Xiu, don't fight, let's withdraw!" When Yan Bei saw that face from hundreds of paces, he knew that this battle could not be won here, so he immediately shouted in the direction of Gao Ran, and then stuffed his two fingers into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and whistled extremely loudly. "Ah Xiu, retreat!"

The whistle sounded, and the whole battlefield didn't know what was going on, and I saw Zhang Fei, who was fighting with Gao Lan, suddenly changed color, and the horse under his crotch was actually a tall man who stood up and wanted to push him off the horse, and he only relied on his legs to clamp the horse's belly before he was violently turned upside down, and then, the mount didn't know what was crazy, and he galloped away with Zhang Fei in the direction he came, and collided with Guan Yu who was rushing over.

Gao Ran panted for some reason, but when he saw Yan Bei's nervous face and beckoned him to withdraw his troops quickly, he hurriedly ordered Mercedes to join forces with Yan Bei, and then asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Guan Yunchang, who I told you, is here, let's go!" Yan Bei beckoned his subordinates to retreat eastward, bowed his body and galloped, and then said to Gao Ran: "Does that zhuzi really think that Yan's tameled mount is so easy to ride?" ”

That's Lao Tzu's horse!