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Now that's it, in such a desperate situation, Ling Bud has no way to save his troops. He could only tell the soldiers through the sound of drums that bloody battles, and only bloody battles are the way to survive.

Like a beast infesting the mountains and forests, the northern frontier silently appeared on the Jianghan Plain on the north bank of the river, catching the Yizhou army by surprise.

The generals of the Yizhou Army all knew the past achievements of the Northern Xinjiang Cavalry, so everyone was very careful to guard against it. But it was still seized by the Northern Frontier cavalry and hit it with one hit.

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The low sound of the bull's horn "whined" in the sky, passionate and long.

The cavalry of Xue Rengui's Eighth Regiment of the Northern Cavalry lined up in a neat queue, galloping on the black plain at high speed, not in a hurry or slow, looking from a distance, it looked like a surging wave in front of him, between the ups and downs, there was a deafening roar, and its majestic momentum and majestic power seemed to explode completely with this earth-shattering blow.

Ling Bao's face was pale, and he looked helplessly at the huge black cloud that was rushing towards him under the black pressure between heaven and earth.

The Northern Frontier cavalry did not appear directly behind the Yizhou Army. They were very clever in choosing the flank of the Yizhou army as the front of the impact.

The car formation arranged in the forefront, the deep echelon defense formation, became meaningless with the change of the direction of the Northern Xinjiang Army's assault. On the contrary, their thin front, which was about two miles long, became their Achilles' weakness.

Time, too little time. The enemy appeared too suddenly, and the Yizhou army simply had enough time to adjust the dense formation. A large army of 50,000 people is not 5,000 people, and if you say that you can form a dense formation, you can form a dense formation. 50,000 people, just to convey the order, they have to beat horses and run hundreds of paces, let alone order everyone to quickly move closer to the Chinese army.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the soldiers of the Yizhou Army did not fear or flinch in the face of the overwhelming enemy cavalry. With the heart of death, they calmly faced the battle that was about to begin. The enemy horses are galloping, they are galloping, galloping as fast as they can, approaching, gathering in a dense group.

But the soldiers also saw that the direction of attack of the enemy cavalry was their own flank, the flank that was about to collapse at the first touch.

The shadow of death suddenly hung over the plain.

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The sound of the horns of the charge tore through the thunderous hooves of the horses and the thick drums of the enemy formation, and like a bolt of lightning, it swept through the ears of all the warriors.

The soldiers of the Eighth Regiment of the Northern Cavalry suddenly became crazy, roared, and roared hysterically one by one, waving the weapons in their hands, and pounced on the trembling gray dragon in the middle of the plain like wolves.

With the spearmen in front, the sabers behind, and the archers following, the army took on a huge goose-shaped charge, overwhelming and rumbling over.

The head of the goose, the sharp head of the goose is Xue Rengui's personal guard song.

And at the front of this goose head is Xue Rengui.

Gao Xianzhi led the men and horses of the headquarters and was on the left flank of the array. Behind him were the black and oppressive tide-like soldiers, with dense weapons in their eyes, a huge unbearable roar in their ears, and the blood all over their bodies seemed to be gushing out with a crazy roar. He was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions, not only yelling with the soldiers as hard as he could, but also brandishing his tiger-headed broadsword vigorously left and right.

Xue Rengui suddenly straightened up, held up the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, looked back and roared at the horn soldier: "Accelerate, accelerate forward......"

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Ling Bao held a spear in his hand, stood under the banner of the Chinese army, looked at the Northern Cavalry who were getting closer and closer, and said calmly: "Beat the drum." The spearmen stepped forward, and the archers prepared a volley. ”

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the ground under their feet had begun to shake violently.

The soldiers of the Yizhou Army were not afraid of danger, and completed the assembly of various units in the last time, forming a dense phalanx of 50 thousand people within a distance of two miles. Although there was no depth and no protection between the phalanx and the phalanx, they thought that this was enough to support it, and as long as they were not overwhelmed by the northern cavalry in the first place, it was possible to counterattack the enemy.

The ignorant are fearless. Although Yizhou also has cavalry, especially Yongchang County, Yizhou County, Yueyun County and other places in the south, it is a famous horse-producing area in the south. But after all, this is the south, and the horses produced are actually not suitable for war horses, so the cavalry in Yizhou is very limited. This time out of Sichuan, Liu Bei collected almost all the war horses in Yizhou, and only formed a cavalry of 10,000 people, led by Wu Yi.

Therefore, these soldiers of the Yizhou Army were fighting tens of thousands of cavalry troops for the first time, and they did not know how great the impact of thousands of cavalry rushing forward was, and how devastating it was.

There are only rumors, and there are no personal witnesses, who will really believe it?

"Let go of the ......" Ling Bao roared, and the thunderous war drums broke through the roar of thousands of horses in an instant, and rose into the sky.

Ten thousand arrows are fired.

The terrible sound of the alarm horn resounded throughout the cavalry army at the same time. Almost with a single voice, all the cavalry warriors raised their shields, and Xue Rengui, who rushed to the front, was no exception.

At this time, the two armies were one hundred and twenty paces apart, and this distance was exactly the range of the infantry's strong bows. The strongbow was huge and unsuitable for cavalry to carry. The cavalry warriors were basically ordinary light bows, with a range of between sixty and eighty paces, and very few had a range of 100 paces.

The dark clouds formed by the dense long arrows made a beautiful arc in the air, and they roared fiercely towards the swarming cavalry.

Suddenly, the dark clouds burrowed into the crest of the waves, turned into clouds of splashes, and then merged into the waves without a trace.

The Eighth Cavalry Corps consisted of 300 men in a horizontal row, about 600 paces in a row, and the depth was longer, more than 50 columns, and the distance between the front and rear was about 1,000 paces or more.

In the face of such a huge impact formation, no matter how many long arrows were thrown into it, they were all mud cows into the sea, and they were gone.

The cavalry of the northern frontier was running wildly, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a landslide and the earth cracked, earth-shattering.

"Shoot ...... Salvo...... Intensive salvo ......"

Ling Bud was shocked by the overwhelming rush of cavalry in front of him, and his calm face finally showed fear, and the despair in his eyes became even stronger. He screamed frantically, over and over again, and the green tendons on his forehead throbbed violently.

The flags of all colors that gave the order repeated the same action frantically with the shouts of the buds.

The archers in each phalanx looked excited, and they quickly took out one long arrow after another from their quiver and poured them out as much as they could.

The sky was full of dense long arrows, unscrupulous long arrows.

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The Eighth Cavalry Regiment was crushed under the shield. From time to time, soldiers fall from their horses with arrows, or fly out with the horses that fall with the arrows, and the horses galloping behind them immediately blur the flesh and blood they trample, and no trace can be found.

The soldiers were furious, their roars becoming more and more bloody and miserable, and hatred burned violently in the hearts of every soldier.

"Full throttle...... Full speed ahead ......"

Xue Rengui was tightly attached to the horse's back, roaring hoarsely, and the sad sound of the bull's horn echoed over and over again on the trembling field.

Rush through the death arrow array, and only by rushing through the death arrow array can you avoid casualties.

After a dozen platoons of soldiers in the front army crossed the range of the enemy's strong bow fire, it was their turn to shoot.

At this time, Xue Rengui had clearly seen the frightened faces of the spearmen of the Yizhou Army.

The two armies were fifty paces apart.

"Upper Arrow ......" Xue Rengui stood up again, holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in one hand and the shield in the other, spreading his arms and roaring wildly in the sky.

The long horn screamed.

The first two rows of soldiers who were running wildly suddenly lowered their shields and raised their crossbows, while the cavalry warriors in the back rows, who had already left the range of the strong bow, drew their bows and were ready to shoot.

"Let go ......" Xue Rengui roared wildly, and the guns and shields in his hands struck each other, making a loud noise.

The howls of the crossbow bolts tearing through the air were terrible and piercing, and they flew parallel into the air, shooting at the spearmen who were waiting on the opposite side at an unbelievable speed.

Suddenly, hundreds of soldiers fell on the forward positions of the Yizhou army.

Long arrows whizzed out. They lay beneath the enemy's arrows, let out a heart-splitting roar, and pounced on the soldiers in the phalanx with their teeth and claws.

It's a blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, all the sounds of the battlefield, the roar of the galloping horses, the roars of the soldiers on both sides, the whistling of long arrows, the sound of war drums, and the sound of bull horns all disappeared, and there was silence.

All that remained was the sound of the crash, a deafening roar of waves crashing against the hard rock of iron.

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Ling Bud looked at the patches of soldiers flying in the air, his eyes were about to split, his heart was like a knife, they were like fallen leaves in the wind, and like splashing water, powerless and helpless, being wantonly devoured by the bloodthirsty beast-like cavalry of the northern frontier.

"Kill ......" Ling Bao raised his spear and rushed forward without hesitation with his own guards. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, you must kill it and never die.

The sound of war drums is like a huge thunder, fierce and passionate, he is like a god standing in the air, inspiring and inspiring countless soldiers of the Yizhou Army, killing, killing, and stopping until death.

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The soldiers of the Eighth Cavalry Regiment of the "Kill ......" roared wildly, one by one, like hungry tigers descending from the mountain, with smoke and dust in the sky, and swept into the phalanx of the soldiers of the Yizhou Army.

The war horse was galloping, slamming into everything it could touch with great force, destroying all obstacles that stood in its way.

The soldiers on the horses wielded swords and spears, slashing and killing at will, so busy that they didn't even have time to breathe. The archers followed, firing their razor-sharp arrows at will, each of which claimed an innocent life in the face of a dense crowd.