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On the battlefield where flesh and blood are blurred, there are war knives flying, spears roaring, long arrows shouting, and war horses neighing.

The sound of gold and iron clashing with weapons, the roar of soldiers in battle, the screams of dying bodies, the sound of thick and fierce war drums, the roar of bull horns, the roar of war horses running and crashing, and the mournful neighing under pain...... All kinds of sounds mingled under the blue sky, in the dust mist, drifting with the wind on the empty plains, the strong smell of blood rose to the sky, and the pale sun was dizzy, hiding in a thick cloud.

The dense formation of the soldiers of the Yizhou Army is like an iron lump, with pikemen and halberd soldiers outside, sword and axe hands in the middle, and archers in the center, stubbornly and resolutely bearing the ferocious impact and slashing of the northern Xinjiang cavalry one after another.

The cavalry of the northern frontier is like a wild river, a tyrannical flood peak, fiercely ramming the enemy's formation, they are slashing and slashing frantically, devouring the ......

The front wave has just hit, and the back wave is surging and roaring, wave after wave, endless impact, each wave is a thunderous blow, taking away countless blood and lives.

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With the thousand-pace-long deep queue of the Eighth Army of the Northern Xinjiang Cavalry, as fierce as an iron rake, the hurricane-like rapid rake raked over the dragon-like thick body of the Yizhou Army, and the Yizhou Army suffered a devastating blow, and the thick body began to become scarred, the flesh and blood were blurred, and then gradually lost its resistance, and soon the long dragon became a dying soft dragon.

The defensive formation of the soldiers of the Yizhou Army suffered heavy casualties under the impact of the endless cavalry of the northern frontier, and gradually the square formation became irregular jagged, and the power was greatly reduced, and the iron lump became a pile of sand, which was slowly eroded by the river and washed away, getting smaller and thinner.

But they persevered tenaciously, the formation was not crushed, it was still a complete dragon, it was not divided, Ling Chi.

The soldiers of the Yizhou Army were engrossed, their eyes widened, and they tried their best to stop the enemy, and they didn't even have time to breathe.

rushed up, rushed up again, the soldiers in front were ruthlessly swept away by the cavalry of the Northern Frontier, and the soldiers in the back filled in without hesitation.

Kill, unto death.

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The front army of the Eighth Army of the Northern Frontier Cavalry was still running wildly, but they were not running wildly in the enemy's formation, but on the empty Jianghan Plain.

Behind is the swarming Chinese army, and everyone can't slow down if they want to, unless you don't want to live.

The rear army is now crossing the position of the Yizhou army, and they are fighting bloodily, and the shouting of killing is earth-shattering.

Xue Rengui looked back and saw that the front army was already five hundred steps away from the battlefield, which was enough for the army to keep the queue unchanged and turn at high speed.

"Left and right...... Disaggregation ......"

"Turn left and right to ......"

"Fight back...... Fight back ......"

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Xue Rengui roared with all his might, and as his roar sounded, the horn soldier blew the horn with all his strength.

On the Jianghan Great Plain, the surging torrent was like being split by a knife, and suddenly split into two, turning to the left and right respectively, and quickly formed a huge pu fan.

At the center of this fan is a rushing torrent, and on both sides of the fan are wonderful arcs like a crescent moon.

The cavalry warriors of the Northern Frontier rode their horses and galloped, turning rapidly, accelerating, accelerating and accelerating in these two arcs, and then slaughtered the enemy formation.

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Ling Bao, like all the soldiers of the Yizhou Army, was so busy that he couldn't even catch his breath because he was so busy that he couldn't even catch his breath.

Suddenly, he heard the exclamations of the soldiers, shouts of fear one after another.

He looked up suddenly.

The Northern Frontier cavalry in the formation was still fighting fiercely, and on both sides of the army, in front and behind, countless Northern Frontier cavalry were killed again. They were like two red-eyed heroes, roaring furiously, with a rumbling wind and thunder, whistling.

"Kill ......"

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The Yizhou Army abandoned the car formation they had laid out because of the change in the direction of attack of the Eighth Army of the Northern Cavalry, and then because of the heavy casualties, the troops continued to shrink intensively, causing the gap between the car formation and the troops to become larger and larger, and finally it became a pile of waste that no one cared about. The plan that was originally intended to be ignited and destroyed became more and more unrealistic with the fierce fighting on the battlefield.

Xue Rengui led his personal guards and more than 3,000 cavalry of Li Xin's cavalry 22nd Army to pass through the chariot formation and shot into the front army of the Yizhou Army like arrows.

Gao Xianzhi led more than 3,000 cavalry from two divisions of the 23rd Cavalry Army to roll up the dust like a hurricane and entered the rear position of the Yizhou Army.

After Xue Rengui and Li Xin led their troops into the enemy formation, Xiahouba's cavalry troops did not continue to turn, but immediately turned around on the spot, regrouped the ranks, and turned back to kill back.

Wei Yue's troops were engaged in a fierce battle in the Yizhou army, and they gradually slowed down and began a purposeful siege.

Scout Tun and Guard Tun completely slowed down, and instead of entering the enemy formation, they opened up a distance, preparing to complete the encirclement of the Yizhou army.

The commander of the Tun Tun remained behind the cavalry corps with the horn soldiers. The task given to him by Xue Rengui was to climb high and look far away, and once the troops completed the encirclement, they immediately sounded the trumpet to notify the whole army to start a big battle of encirclement and annihilation.

Several hornmen circled their horses according to Tian Zhong's arrangement. Everyone set up a human ladder and watched the battlefield carefully.

"The enemy is shrinking, and there are still a dozen phalanxes."

"General Xue's troops have been killed."

"General Gao's troops have ceded the enemy's right flank, and the troops are concentrating on the left flank."

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The head of the baggage tuntun shouted: "The encirclement is complete." ”

"Come down, all down. Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet. Order the troops, divide the encirclement and annihilate. ”

More than a dozen giant horns sounded at the same time, and their desolate and majestic voices reverberated over the battlefield full of killing sounds, soaring into the sky.

The generals of the various armies immediately ordered the soldiers to launch a surprise attack on the remaining enemy formations, tearing and dividing them. As long as the defense is torn apart, the Yizhou army will play completely.

The fierce battle entered the white heat.

The ferocity and tenacity of the soldiers of the Yizhou Army aroused the ferocity of all the cavalry soldiers in Northern Xinjiang, especially those Hu soldiers, who completely forgot that they were Han soldiers, and the scolding in their mouths was all Han barbarians, and the swords and spears in their hands mercilessly devoured the lives of the enemy.

Xue Rengui's Fang Tian painting halberd was already stained with blood, and the swarthy halberd shaft kept trembling. In order to firmly grasp Fang Tian's halberd, Xue Rengui had to frequently wipe his blood-stained hands on the mount's mane back and forth.

The enemy gathered tightly together, and even if he died, he had to fall back to his position and form an obstacle with his own corpses. Pick and kill, you can only pick and kill. Look at the cavalry soldiers surrounding the enemy phalanx, everyone is bathed in blood, all of them are like taking a bloody bath, and there is no place from top to bottom that is not terrifying.

Gao Xianzhi's broadsword is unpretentious, swarthy, with a long handle and a wide back. This is the most valuable thing in his family. His father used to be a middle-level officer in the Goguryeo Kingdom, and later the general Li Yi conquered Liaodong, Goguryeo was destroyed, and his father also surrendered to the Northern Xinjiang Army and became a subordinate pavilion chief (responsible for guarding work) in the Taishou Mansion of Liaodong County.

With this knife, Gao Xianzhi won a lot of fame for himself. He has always been more arrogant, because he is so powerful, he has grown so big, and he has not seen anyone who can defeat him.

Today, he knew what the battle between the two armies was all about, and those who had not experienced it would never understand. No matter how invincible you are in the world, on the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, you are just a soldier, a soldier who kills a few more enemies. Without the mutual support and protection of comrades-in-arms, without everyone's concerted efforts, without the combat experience of the team working together, and without the correct command of the generals, you will die and have no chance of survival.

Gao Xianzhi killed all the way, killing countless people, killing him so that he was out of breath and his hands were weak.

And then came the time of his trouble.

His horse was cut down by the enemy, and he flew up from his horse and fell to the ground so hard that he didn't even know where he threw his broadsword.

The enemy swarmed up, and the surrounding guards fought to the rescue. It was a hand-to-hand fight, a hand-to-hand fight of flesh and blood, and he immediately got off the horse and killed him, just to save his life.

Fortunately, at this time, Xue Rengui came over. However, Xue Rengui's Fang Tian painting halberd poked the enemy's body and couldn't pull it down, so he had to fly and dismount, draw his sword and fight again.

One of the guards helped Gao Xianzhi find the broadsword, and the other soldier desperately dragged him by one foot and dragged him away from the narrow death area.

When he climbed onto the horse in a panic, Xue Rengui fell into the encirclement of the enemy.

Xue Rengui's cruelty and thirst for killing terrified the soldiers on both sides. In one breath, he killed all the enemies that surrounded him in one go. A knife, two feet, as if his whole body was full of weapons, in a short moment, that is, from the time he flew off the horse to the time Gao Xianzhi climbed onto the horse, he killed all the enemies around him.

Xue Rengui's personal guard commander had just eliminated the enemy in front of him and was about to look for another opponent, but his eyes were already empty. As if seeing a ghost, the soldiers of the Yizhou Army pulled out their feet and fled back into the formation.

Gao Xianzhi was stunned. He didn't expect Xue Rengui to be so powerful. He kills like a chicken, with a flick of his fingers, and he disappears.

The power of the fighting god is fully displayed at this moment.

Xue Rengui put away his weapon, pulled the heavenly painting halberd from the corpse of the enemy soldier, flew on the horse, and yelled at everyone: "Get on the horse...... Kill ......"

Under his leadership, the soldiers who guarded Tun formed groups of three or five to form arrows that attacked in turn, and tore through the three phalanxes of the Yizhou army one after another.

Once the phalanx was broken, the soldiers of the Yizhou Army lost their support and protection from each other, and immediately fell into an isolated situation, and were immediately slaughtered bloodily.