Chapter 1012 Ten Thousand Grass and Mud Horses

Yang Zaixing wanted to scold again, Zhao Yougong shook his head, and said softly, "It's okay, although the food problem is difficult to solve, but that is also a matter for the future, it is important to deal with the current matter first." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cao Yuan was immediately overjoyed, but Zhao Yougong's next words directly made Cao Yuan's tears almost flow out. His Royal Highness Zhao still looked indifferent, and said slowly, "But General Cao has worked hard and made great achievements, so he should be treated well, and he will go to Wang Fatzi to be on duty in the future." ”

Ga, Cao Yuan's face was like earth, and he kept sweeping the people in the tent, hoping that these people could help, but Yang Zaixing and those commanders and envoys all twisted their faces to the side. Hu Weixian raised his chin proudly, hum, this is miserable, I really think His Highness is calculating.

General Cao is indeed quite tricky, but fortunately, the cattle and sheep were successfully found, but in Zhao Yougong's opinion, General Cao was not wronged at all to carry the marching pot. This bastard is simply a business idiot, what is not negotiable, he is good, it was worth ten yuan, it cost a hundred yuan to buy it, it is estimated that those Slavic farmers are laughing miserably, such a good deal, people are afraid of regretting it.

The night attack incident made the **** people panic, but the Slavic army was very different, Viache was very happy, he thought that it would be enough to create more casualties, but he didn't expect Jeroma to be so powerful that he actually destroyed the entire western camp. Hearing about the results of the night attack, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and after fighting for so long, the Slavic warriors finally won once. The soldiers were swift and pursued while they were victorious, and before the hour came, Vyache sent someone to inform Vasilev in the east, preparing to launch a new attack at the right time. Viache believed that this time the Slavic warriors would be able to defeat the hated Orientals in one fell swoop.

Around the middle of the day, the two sides lined up again, this time it was different from the previous two days, and as soon as the **** came up, they put on a desperate defensive posture, with a long snake formation of yin and yang inside, and a thick circular formation outside for protection. The circle was contracted very tightly, and Viache's heart was very happy, making the Orientals arrogant again, and now it was up to them to see what kind of storm they could set off. He was not in a hurry to order an attack, but through the clairglass to observe the defensive formation of Ding****, the opponent's defense was tight, and it was estimated that it would not achieve much effect by using the rain of arrows to suppress, "Inform Vasilev, let him attack from the southeast, lock the route of the easterners' retreat, Quadrema, you personally lead the troops in the frontal assault, cover the collision of the city wood to cross the opponent's defense line, and rush out of a hole as quickly as possible." ”

Kwadrema had to be ordered to be executed, this time the Slavs were full of confidence, the Orientals were defeated in the Western Battalion, and the people were panicked, it was the time when the defensive strength was the weakest, if this could not break through the defense line of the Orientals, then the Slavic warriors should really find a piece of tofu and kill them. This time, the Slavs maintained a tight formation, and in order to preserve their combat effectiveness, as well as to cover the ramming of the city, five thousand soldiers concentrated all the shields in the army, almost one for each person, and the shields were held above their heads, and if you look at them from above, the shields raised by the Slavic army are connected together, like a huge moving fortress. Of course, this method is stupid and slows down the movement speed, but the effect is obvious. Today's **** is no better than a few days ago, after the soldiers and horses continued to be damaged, they were no longer able to blatantly take the initiative to attack, once attacked, the loss would be greater. Zhao Yougong looked at the posture of the Slavs, his scalp was a little numb, the method that Vyache came up with was stupid, but there was really no way to take them, after the Slavs entered the firing range, Yang Zaixing ordered to try several waves of arrow rain cover, but the result was very ineffective. In this way, tens of thousands of **** watched the Slavs crawl over like turtles.

The Slavs rushed closer, and the ramming wood began to exert its power. In order to withstand the impact of the city-hitting wood, many pikemen gave up their weapons and helped carry the shield, but there were many people in time, and they were still suppressed and retreated, and the sense of oppression caused by the city-hitting wood was too strong, and they hit it hard, and the shield shook people's ears and their heads were clouded. As the number of hits increased, the area to be defended became larger and larger, and finally one of the shield arrays collapsed, and the Slavs pounced on them with their shields on their shoulders. After two days of fierce fighting, the Slavs also held back a breath of fire, and now they finally saw the hope of victory, and they could not help but be excited. Under the strong oppression, the shield soldiers in the front row buried dozens of soldiers in the blink of an eye, and in order to avoid more casualties, they could only quickly retreat and merge with the rear formation. Although it looks at the resistance, the peripheral formation is still peeled away layer by layer, although the speed is very slow, but as long as the time passes, the circular array will be defenced layer by layer, and sooner or later it will be eaten away step by step. Zhao Yougong still looked light-hearted, with a smile on his face, even if he was worried at this time, he couldn't show it. If the soldiers are brave and the generals are chaotic, then the subordinates will be chaotic.

The Slavs broke through layer by layer, and the effect became more and more obvious, and if this development continued, the results would be self-evident. Viache smiled smugly, when he decided to attack at night, many people didn't think so, and now, who would dare to question his decision? In this life, you will inevitably have to walk on cliffs, and you will either go to heaven or hell. At this moment, it seems that the Orientals are defeated, as long as the Eastern Regent is destroyed, the Orientals will become a plate of scattered sand, with his prestige in Kiporos, he only needs to raise his arms, from Turov to Kiev, echoes will emerge in an endless stream. Hurry up, hurry up, Viache clenched the hilt of his sword, and no one noticed, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes revealing frenzy.

In order to reduce the resistance to the attack, Viache finally launched the next plan, "The longbowmen move forward, try to cover the opponent's center as much as possible, and reduce the resistance of our attack." ”

The Slavic longbowmen who had been waiting for a long time kept moving forward, and after reaching a certain distance, they began to launch a rain of arrows, and the entire fixed **** circular array finally ushered in the most difficult moment. At this time, the two sides fought together, and the **** from the longbowmen could not carry out a covering throw at all, and the Slavs were different. The large circular array has a long distance from the periphery to the middle, as long as the inside of the circular array is projectile, there is no need to worry about accidental injury. With the addition of the Slavic longbowmen, the pressure on the **** side increased, and the soldiers resisted the attack of the Slavs while guarding against the arrows above their heads, and the casualties rose sharply, while the morale of the Slavic side was further improved. Kwadrema screamed, and many Slavs were shirtless, raising their arms and shouting, "Ulla.... Call.... Ulla.... Kill the Orientals .... They couldn't hold on. ”

Some people are roaring, some people are laughing wildly, and in their eyes victory is already a matter of time. The corners of Zhao Yougong's mouth curled, his eyes became gloomy, he raised his hand, and said without hurrying or slowing, "Send the flag, order the cavalry to go into battle, and let out the prepared cattle and sheep." ”

When the flag was waving, the smoke was filled, and when fighting bravely, the sound of "bleating" sounded on the battlefield, accompanied by the sound of "mooing". The Slavs were directly blinded, they didn't understand the situation at all, how could there be the sound of cattle and sheep calling on the battlefield? Although this sound had been heard before, it was very sparse and faint, and no one took it seriously, but now there were loud and loud screams, and the sound was getting closer and closer. The **** soldiers who were still resisting stubbornly took the initiative to separate the road, and a herd of cattle and sheep rushed out, a war horse in front of them was wrapped in red cloth, and some of the cattle and sheep still had fire on their tails. Boom, a Slavic soldier opened his mouth wide, and before he could understand what was going on, he was picked up into the sky by a mad bull, and when it fell, two large holes in his stomach gurgled and bleed.

Kwadrema never dreamed that there would be such a change, holding the knife and being stunned, not knowing what to do for a long time. The next scene once again froze Quadrema, and after the cattle and sheep rushed out, they began to run wildly, and many Slavic soldiers were directly red-eyed. The quality of these Slavic soldiers was uneven, some of them had only been in the army for a few months, most of them were from poor backgrounds, and they were directly red at the sight of cattle and sheep, and in their hearts, this was a huge fortune, and even if they won the battle, they would not necessarily get a cow. So, someone began to besiege a big yellow cow and wanted to capture the fat cow. There were also people who went to catch sheep, and for a time the whole formation was a mess. At this moment, the rumbling hooves of horses sounded, and the silver-shining cavalry reappeared. The day was gloomy, and the dark clouds were overwhelming, just like the mood of Quaderema, and hundreds of war horses were galloping in front of them, and they were jumping in their hearts. It was a long time before Kwadrema spewed out an expletive, "I ******, do you want this?" ”

At this time, Quaderema just wanted to cry, he didn't want to stop it, but he couldn't stop it, those Slavic warriors had long forgotten what it meant to attack, and they were all working hard at the cattle and sheep. The Slavic attack array was scattered in a rush, the chain of horses reappeared, the chain of iron cables, divided and strangled, the Slavic army, which had an absolute advantage a quarter of an hour ago, became clueless, and in the face of the invisible strangulation of the cavalry, some fled for their lives, some continued to indulge in cattle and sheep, and some still wanted to continue the attack. At this time, the circular array also began to expand outward with the cavalry, and as long as the Slavic soldiers who were wrapped in the circular array were bound to die.

At this point, even if you think about it with your ass, you know that you can't do it. Quadrema fled back with a black face, but he was dressed in red armor, and he stood too conspicuous in the crowd, not only the cavalry of the ancient town were interested in him, but also the fierce old scalpers. A mad cow mooed and pounced, but fortunately Kwadrema reacted quickly enough to roll to the side to dodge, otherwise the two buttocks would have been poked. Wiping a cold sweat, just got up from the ground, the sound of a bang came, Kwadrema stared at each other, and secretly said I am dying, a team of serial horses swept over mercilessly, what a speed, Quadrema had not jumped up, his legs were caught, he was in pain, his body fell forward, and then the cold flashed, his neck was cold, blood gushed out, Quadrema covered his wound and kept twitching, unwilling to watch the pair of serial horses grow away.

Even a fierce general like Kwadrema could not escape the fate of being killed, not to mention those ordinary Slavic soldiers, who only hated their father and mother for having two legs at this time, who would want to continue to attack. Those who ran slowly were either strangled by the cavalry, or encircled in a circular formation, in short, no one ended well. The situation was good, but in the blink of an eye, it became a fiasco, the Slavic soldiers fled in a hurry, what warlords, what grand dukes, at this time they were not even a fart, only survival was the most important thing. It's not that you don't work hard, you really don't have that capital, rush up at this time, it's not desperate, it's looking for death.

Quadrema died, and Vasilev was not much better, but fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he was left behind by a chain of horses, and just like that, Vasilev's right arm was also cut with a large gap.

Viache almost didn't pass out, what the hell is going on, it was fine just now, and now it has become defeated, and he tried his best to calculate everything, and he was defeated by a group of cattle and sheep, who the hell is going to reason with? At this moment, Vyache really didn't want to live, he had never met such a cunning opponent in his life. Zhao Yougong is indeed very cunning, but in fact, Viache is also at fault, in the final analysis, it is Viache's lack of attention to intelligence, if he can know the action of Ding **** in advance, he will do something to deal with it, and he will not be defeated. The mad bull was still rushing wildly, the sheep were bleating, at this time, the Slavic warriors were pale, it was not a group of sheep, but a group of wolves in sheep's clothing, and the Slavic soldiers could be regarded as letting this group of cattle and sheep go to their grandmother's house.

The defeat was decided, Viache was still a bachelor, and when it was time to accept his fate, he had to accept his fate, and retreated with the remnants of his army. The cavalry of the ancient town did not chase deeply, and Yang Zaixing still understood the truth of the poor Kou Mo chasing. Although they won, in fact, the Slavs did not suffer too much damage, they had the power to resist, and they chased too deeply, waiting for the Slavs to turn around, and the ancient town cavalry was about to suffer.

When the Slavs fled back to the camp, they all sat on the ground gasping for breath, and their eyes were filled with inexplicable horror. In the past, it was always ironic that those weak scum were lambs to the slaughter, but now that I think about it, even the lambs are not killed when they want to, as long as they are used properly, a flock of sheep can run with the Slavic warriors. Today is an eye-opener, the dignified Slavic boys, defeated by a herd of cattle and sheep....

Viache was disgraced, slumped in front of the case, no longer had the majesty of the past, at this moment, his confidence really collapsed, he had worked hard enough, did everything he could, and still failed to win. It is God's will, and Kipros is not his Viache, but... I am not reconciled, and I don't want to give up even if I die.

More than a dozen commanders gathered in the tent, all of them looked panicked, and although they fled back, they still had palpitations. There was a soldier before, who was pierced through the abdomen by the horns of a bull, and ran for more than a dozen zhang with the man, and the blood and internal organs flowed all the way, and the most terrible thing was those eastern cavalry, which was simply murderous, and everyone didn't know how to fight this battle. (To be continued.) )