The current Wusheng battalion doesn't think about anything else, just thinking about following Gao Huaiyuan and exterminating Li Quanjun in one fell swoop in this battle, and after going back, let the little white faces in Taixue see how powerful their martial arts are, and the little white faces in Taixue in the province will raise their chins to the sky as soon as they see them martial artists, isn't it just to read some poems and scriptures and other things? Drag a ball!

Fan Hu looked at Li Quanjun who appeared in front of him, subconsciously tensed the muscles on his shoulders, and once again clenched the knife shaft in his hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just now Li Quan sent the Chinese army to assault the Song Army, but the result was that he was first shot and killed by the crossbow battalion in three sections, and then crashed into the gun forest of the Golden Gun Battalion, although Li Quan's army also had brave men, holding knives and guns to try to break through the defense of the Golden Gun Battalion, but in the stabbing of the officers and soldiers of the Golden Gun Battalion again and again, many of the soldiers under Li Quan's command were still poked out of the transparent hole and fell in front of the iron wall of the Golden Gun Battalion.

The Song army was not reconciled, and the archers came to block the shooting, many archers shot forward together, and under the cleaning of the carved arrows like a torrential rain, the follow-up soldiers and horses sent by Li Quan were immediately blocked, and then Zhao Futang led a battalion of swords and axes to kill the defense line of the Golden Gun Battalion, and killed the group of Li Quan's troops who were blocked in front of the battle like chopping melons and vegetables, completely disintegrating the offensive launched by Li Quan.

Now Li Quan has been forced to withdraw the soldiers and horses sent and re-enter the front line, but the attacker has been converted to the Song army, and the Wusheng battalion is the soldiers and horses of the Song army's counterattack this time.

When they entered a distance of about 100 steps from Li Quanjun, Li Quanjun began to release arrows to stop the Song army armed to the teeth, trying to use bows and arrows to create a large number of casualties for the Song army and dampen the spirit of the Song army.

When he saw the cloud of arrows rising from the sky in Li Quan's army, Hua Yue immediately ordered: Shield!

Fan Hu, who was in the front row, immediately reached out and took off a square shield on his shoulder and raised it above his head, although the defense of the infantry armor is super strong, but because they are still made of armor pieces, the gap in the armor is difficult to ensure that the arrows do not pass through, so each of the soldiers also has a square shield to strengthen the defense.

As soon as the first row of warriors raised their shields, they formed a shield wall at the front of the line, while the soldiers behind the second row immediately raised their shields above their heads to block these locust-like arrows falling from the sky.

Fan Hu felt that the shield held in his left arm shook suddenly, and there were two muffled sounds from the shield, and he knew that an arrow fell on the shield, and his heart was still slightly startled, and his arm trembled slightly, but he quickly took a deep breath, stabilized the shield again, and continued to move forward with the robes around him, and the entire array made a dense sound like hail under the rain of arrows, and the shield that was connected seemed to suddenly bloom countless reed flowers, It's scary to look at.

But to the disappointment of the Northern Army, their launch did not play any role in stopping the advance of the Song Army, and this terrible Song Army still kept advancing towards their formation.

Keep firing the arrows! Keep releasing arrows, don't stop, keep releasing arrows! Hurry up and release the arrows! A leader standing in front of Li Quanjun pointed to the Song army that was getting closer and closer, stuttered nervously, and shouted that in the end, even his voice changed a little.

So the archers in Li's whole army did not dare to slack off, and continued to fire arrows at this Song army like crazy, and at this time Hua Yue had also avoided the formation, and some soldiers immediately used shields to cover him with men and horses, but there was no need to worry about his safety.

However, under such a defense, the archers of the northern army did not cause too much trouble to this Song army, but only caused a small number of minor injuries to the Song army, and the only serious injury was a martial artist who was curious, looked at the distance between Li Quanjun and Li Quanjun, was shot in an arrow in the eye, was blinded in one eye, and became the only seriously wounded man who fell to the ground.

And Fan Hu was also injured at this time, a strong crossbow arrow was nailed to his shield, the huge inertia still made the arrow of the crossbow arrow penetrate the shield, and through the metal arm guard of his left arm, nailed a hole in his left forearm, Fan Hu gritted his teeth and cursed, but still did not stop, his left arm still insisted on holding the shield, now he felt that he had been provoked, and his right hand held the handle of the knife.

Seeing that it was impossible to stop the advance of this Song army, Li Quanjun also gave up continuing the meaningless action of releasing arrows, and sent a group of soldiers and horses, shouting to meet the Wusheng battalion, trying to block the Wusheng battalion from continuing to advance with manpower.

In just an instant, this northern army crashed into the forefront of the Wusheng battalion, Fan Hu felt that he also heard the movement in front, and suddenly heard an angry roar in the queue: abandon the shield, the sword formation! The command was short and clear, and the voice was loud.

Fan Hu didn't even think about it, and then pushed the shield in his left hand forward, and the wound on his left arm hurt again, so he immediately threw the shield on the ground, and then held the knife shaft of the knife in both hands and raised it above his head with all his might.

Chop! The crowds in the first row immediately shouted.

Fan Hu immediately and faithfully carried out this order, raised his arms, swung his long falling knife, and slashed diagonally towards a terrified enemy in front of him.

The forest of knives erected in the front row fell almost at the same time, when even if he heard the sound of a miserable howl and exclamation from the Northern Army, after Fan Hu slashed down, he only felt that his face was hot, and a salty smell of blood entered his nasal cavity, and he just watched the Northern Army in front of him be split in half by him with a knife, and the half of the body of the Northern Army from the left shoulder to the right rib fell obliquely to the ground, Fan Hu even saw the structure in his chest in an instant, and a large amount of blood spurted out, Fan Hu's head and face were covered with blood, and Cheng Liang's armor was immediately dyed red, looking very hideous.

Just after Fan Hu and their first platoon of soldiers fell with a knife, the northern army that bore the brunt fell to the ground, and for them, they also counterattacked, but it was a pity that when their swords and guns were greeted by the Song army, they often stirred up a spark, but they could not penetrate the armor on the Song army, and they couldn't even get a chance to exchange a life for a life.

The second row of soldiers suddenly took a big step at this time, crossing the first row of soldiers, and at the same time, the crowd in their queue sounded again: Cut!

The knives that had already been raised by the soldiers in the second row suddenly fell again, not giving the opposite Northern Army a chance to parry, and the broadsword slashed heavily at the Northern Army with an indestructible power, and another group of Northern soldiers died under their swords.

So repeatedly, the Wusheng battalion has always been like an efficient meat grinder to push forward, no one can stop their pace of progress, only to see their falling blades continue to rise in the ranks, under the command of a chopping word, and fall in rows, simply repeating an action, but let the northern army that came up have a feeling of being unable to parry, and the rows were chopped to the ground by the Song army.

At the beginning, Li Quanjun still had people who bravely stepped forward and tried to block their way, but after a few rounds of slashing, no one dared to step forward to stop them. It was like a slaughter like killing chickens, and the Northern Army that came up finally couldn't hold on, and after letting out an exclamation, they turned around and tried to avoid this murderous machine.

Rush! Hua Yue shouted loudly in the queue at this time, he was extremely satisfied with the performance of today's martial arts battalion, none of the martial arts students had half a minute of hesitation when they took out the sword, they always maintained a unified movement, did not reflect the individual bravery, but always maintained a teamwork posture, everyone showed a fearless spirit when facing the enemy, which was exactly what he asked for when he trained them, not to mention the frightened bird Li Quanjun, even if any elite soldiers and horses in the world were placed in front of them, With today's performance, the Wusheng Battalion was able to destroy them, Hua Yue was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately issued an order to charge.

After hearing Hua Yue's order, the soldiers in the front row immediately roared in unison, and then strode out of their legs, continued to maintain a side-by-side formation, and rushed forward to kill, and as long as they encountered the enemy army trying to block them, they would immediately swing their knives diagonally and cut down neatly, cutting all the enemies in front of them in two, only killing the northern soldiers on their backs, which could not effectively block their advance, and the foot armor on their bodies also faithfully protected their masters from being hurt by the enemy. And on their way, a path was formed made of the corpses and blood of the enemy.

Li Quan is really going crazy at this moment, he can be regarded as having passed through any battle formation, but it is the first time he has seen such a brave Song army today, especially after the appearance of this group of hoplites, even he is a little at a loss, and he doesn't know how to deal with them.

In fact, the Song army is by no means as weak as most people think, once the Song army is well commanded and trained, the combat effectiveness they exert is definitely not what ordinary people can imagine, especially the hoplites of the Song army, the combat effectiveness that can be exerted, is even stronger, even if they encounter the enemy heavy cavalry, they are absolutely capable of a battle, only because of the long-term military waste, coupled with the lack of brave and resourceful generals to command, so that the Northern Song Dynasty ended up in a defeat in the battle against the Jin State.

And now the situation is different, this Song army is self-commanded, whether it is a soldier or a general, they are a group of brave and ruthless people, plus most of their generals have been systematically trained, and have the spirit of daring to kill the enemy with their lives, so today's Song army has greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, especially this Wusheng battalion, once it was put into the battlefield, it brought huge psychological pressure to Li Quanjun, and at the same time hit their morale hard.

Be happy and remember the only one