The two armies confronted each other. A boy in black in front of the formation was holding the corpses of two crow bars. Before the cavalry behind him charged, he threw the corpses high into the air in the direction of Dong Zhuo, and fell into two puddles of mud. This kind of provocation caused the eight thousand cavalrymen behind Dong Zi's banner to grit their teeth, hold the sharp spear in their hands more vigorously, and subconsciously clamp the horse's belly. Embedded in the formation, grabbing the mang knife a little in the morning will give you more chances to kill and survive. A bright banner with red characters on a black background is waving in the wind. For the army of Dong characters on the windward plain, the speed of the horses will be slowed down to a certain extent, but when the old soldiers look up at the scarlet Dong characters , suddenly no distractions. Just wait for General Dong to give an order, and he will crush the exhausted army, which is only half of his own, into ashes.
Many cavalrymen recited a simple and simple ballad in their minds: Dong Jiaerlang was riding a sword and a spear, and a dead horse was carrying a dead horse.
Dong Zhuo held a green spring gun in his hand, which was once the treasure of Tibing Mountain. Dong Zhuo became a son-in-law, and was given away by the owner of Tibing Mountain as his daughter's dowry. Dong Zhuo had eighteen riders behind him, all horses and armors were normal, but unlike Dong Ziqi who held spears and saddles in their hands, and how to get their weapons, more than half of them had swords hanging from their waists, and the eighteen riders had faces Wu has the unique killing arrogance of an old soldier, and his attitude is relatively leisurely, but the leading lieutenant who has always been known for his eyes above his head does not despise him in the slightest, especially when he looks at an empty-handed old man on a horseback, he is a little sincere awe. After all, not everyone is capable of taking the second place in Tibing Mountain.
The young man started to run with a terrifying black tiger. Dong Zhuo raised the Green Spring Spear, which was pointing at the ground, and moved forward.
The two armies charged almost simultaneously. When the distance between the two cavalry is sufficient, it does not mean that the one who launches the horse first will definitely have the upper hand. If the distance is too large, the morale will often start to fail after a vigorous effort, and the penetration of the first spear will also be damaged. However, in this confrontation, the distance between the two sides before the collision can guarantee that their horse speed and impact will be brought to the extreme.
The ground trembled under the hammering of horseshoes, and yellow sand filled the air.
The two fronts moved forward with lightning speed.
In ordinary cavalry battles, whether it is whistle or screaming, cavalrymen like to make a sound when charging to show their strength. Some cavalry with excellent equestrian skills, when the hedge is approaching, in order to prevent the horse from retreating and damage the speed, they will throw out the horse cloth to cover the eyes of the horse. It's just that the four thousand Dragon Elephant Army and the eight thousand Dong Zhuo Army were particularly abnormal, they didn't have such superfluous movements, the cavalry and horses rose and fell at the same time, full of silent rhythm of iron and blood. More than 60 Tibing Shanwu people headed by eighteen cavalry, and four thousand war cavalry had already rushed out. Dong Zhuo stopped his horse and stood with two thousand cavalry behind him. From the left and right sides, use an awl formation to stab the relatively weak Dragon Elephant Army.
Dong Zhuojing waited for the final word.
The first contact between the two parties was flesh and blood.
A dragon elephant rider and a Dong family cavalry pierced their spears through their breastplate almost at the same time. The northern barbarian's head, ignoring the serious injury, turned his head to avoid a spear, and was about to slash his knife desperately, and the spear was picked up by the Dong family cavalry behind him. The spear squeezed an arc in the air, and the northern Liang cavalry threw it with one hand before dying. Liangdao, holding the spear with one hand, preventing the spear point from being pulled out of the body, the enemy cavalry let go of the knife, flicked off the flying Liangdao, and continued to charge forward in silence.
Two cavalry companies collided with their horses, and the horse's head was smashed on the spot. The cavalry jumped up and stabbed the enemy's chest with two spears. Fighting with foot and cavalry, prepare a spear to penetrate the head for the cavalry on both sides.
A warrior with astonishing physical strength can stab the enemy with a single spear, and use the spare power of the horse to charge and draw the spear to kill again. A dragon elephant rider pierced the chests of two northern barbarians fiercely, and the two corpses were still alive when they fell from the horse. Such as candied haws rushing together.
With a sharp spear under his arm, he unscrewed the cavalry of the Dong family who hadn't decisively abandoned the spear immediately, and cut off half of his head and the entire shoulder with one blow.
Some Beimang cavalry soldiers who fell from their horses and survived serious injuries still cut off the legs of Beiliang horses before they died.
The two armies strangled each other, and they rushed past each other after a life-and-death judgment was made in an instant. Except for a few school lieutenants who were outstanding in horse fighting, they did not abandon their spears and kept killing the enemy cavalry on the way forward, but it was impossible Said that Yiqi was moving forward slowly, surrounded by dozens of cavalry, and let him kill with a single spear, it is even more impossible to turn back and fight for dozens of rounds just because he ran into a well-matched enemy general. There is only one exception. In the middle of this long battle line, there is still a huge hollow circle that is against common sense. When the black-clothed boy jumped up in the air, a thin old man with no weapons clapped his hands on his chest and landed loudly. Immediately afterwards, he was intercepted and fought with all his strength by eighteen cavalry or horseback or dismounted horses. As long as one general was personally involved in the battle, he had always been a striking figure destined to be attacked by the tide during the Spring and Autumn Period. The corpses were piled up one after another. After Xu Longxiang, who was dressed in black and barefoot, led his army into Beimang, even though he had been deliberately targeted and blocked by Wazhu, he was still not really stopped until today.
The old man in the blue shirt is Gong Pu, who is under one person in Tibingshan, with powerful internal strength, and has been proving martial arts with the mountain owner all the year round. The other seventeen riders are all brave warriors in Tibingshan, let alone forty or so Tibing Shan Penglai tripod slaves were all one foot tall and naturally as strong as an ox. After practicing martial arts, they were soaked in medicine vats and tempered to the level that people in the Jianghu called fake diamonds. It's a pity that I met Xu Longxiang, who was born as a diamond, as long as he was torn apart by the young man, he would end up dismembered. In the big circle, there were already more than a dozen Penglai slaves with missing arms and legs. At this time, Xu Longxiang ignored the sword stabbing of a Tibingshan swordsman in the back, pierced the heart of a tripod slave with a punch, slowly pulled out the heart, threw it on the ground, and stabbed the back with the sharp sword. Shocked, this kid obviously didn't rely on energy to swim all over his body to resist sharp weapons. He has been immersed in kendo for thirty years, and he is quite conceited that the sword in his hand pierced the heart of a young man. No matter how much he increases the sword energy, he can't Into the meat. The black-clothed boy sometimes went very slowly, and sometimes went faster. He felt that the green-edged long sword was not sharp enough, so he leaned back and took the initiative to lean on the green-glowed sword, not waiting for the swordsman to drop his hand and give up the sword. The well-known sharp sword in the rivers and lakes was bent in an instant, and then broke. The young man leaned back too fast. Not only did the sword break, but the swordsman was knocked flying. Floating down, falling into the loess, dying beyond death.
The black tiger raised its head to the sky and roared loudly. It grabbed the fuzzy corpse of a giant Penglai man under its claws, and with a light hook, it crushed the corpse, and the blood drenched the yellow sand.
Heihu rushed to the nearest burly man.
Seeing this, Gong Pu, who was not in a hurry to wrestle with the boy in black, yelled angrily: "Nonsense!"
The black tiger was sent flying sideways by Gong Pu's palm. After landing, it still slid five or six feet away, and then stood up shaking its head. Riding on Mount Tibing, the martial artist raised his spear and stabbed at his back for a full foot. The black tiger didn't feel the pain at all, and fell to the ground on all fours. After gaining strength, even the man and the horse were slaughtered. The waist of the knight with the gun was bitten off by the black tiger under Qi Xuan's frame, which was shocking. The psychic beast who was beaten down on the demon-slaying platform and fell down to recognize the master of the black-clothed boy flicked his whip tail as hard as iron, drawing a blood groove from head to chest on the back of Peng Lainu, and threw forward another fierce beast The giant man, who was afraid of death, blushed and supported the black tiger's mouth, preventing him from opening his mouth. Heihu smashed his head down, breaking the giant man's arm and smashing his head to pieces. Get stuck in the dirt.
Gong Pu, who was full of anger, rushed to him, kicked the black tiger into the air again, and rolled down more than a dozen cavalrymen, who were both reckless and reckless.
Xu Longxiang didn't care about the battle on Heihu's side at all, and with a seemingly light sweep of his arm, a swordsman from Tibing Mountain lazily cut it off, pulled his upper body, spun in an arc, and smashed the chest of a giant man carrying a tripod A pulpy. An elderly swordsman with a dull face was like a rain of pear blossoms. Every time he stabbed the barefoot boy with his sword, he used the tip of the sword to bounce back and retreat a few feet, back and forth, dazzled. The sword, hands, feet, head, cheeks, heart, abdomen, nothing was missed, a series of sound of gold and stone clashing, crisp and extraordinary, the old swordsman tried to find out the fate of this crazy young man, when he put his sword against the eyebrows, he saw that the fierce man was chasing after Luoyang in Beimang The young devil grinned, and then took advantage of the slight curve of the sword body to recover and move forward. The swordsman who had integrated the Daoist Stepping Fight into his body technique took a step, and let the young man who rushed to him in an instant punch him on the ground. On the left ear side, the old man hastily lucked out seven or eight points of murderous intent, but due to the tremendous force, his body was lifted from the ground as if he had fallen headfirst. Xu Longxiang held his feet and poked down on the ground, like throwing a spear into the ground. The famous master was squeezed until his head was lost, and his chest was at the same level as the yellow sand. Xu Longxiang kicked the master's legs lightly, saw the masterless sword, hesitated for a moment, bent down to pick it up, Gently tossed up, both palms pressed against the hilt and tip of the sword, the sword was shattered into countless pieces by the closed palms, holding the blade with both hands, looking up, saw two remaining swordsmen, their figures suddenly rose, The two were scared out of their wits, they didn't care about the name of the sword, and ran wildly. One couldn't run fast enough, and was hit in the cheek by the palm of the boy in black, his mouth was full of fragments, and his face was beyond recognition. , extremely bleak and funny.
The other swordsman escaped a catastrophe because a giant Penglai man went to die to stop him, but his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he no longer had the slightest desire to fight. No matter whether he was severely punished by Tibingshan afterwards, he withdrew backwards, his body submerged Cavalry.
Xu Longxiang was bloodthirsty, tore down a giant man, and was about to find his next target, when Gong Pu staggered a few steps with a shoulder rest named Tishan, Gong Pu was furious, and strode forward, one step In a hole, his fists tore through the air with great force, engulfing the wind and sand, Fuer gave the young man a brutal blow. Xu Longxiang lifted his feet off the ground, kicked Zhong Gongpu on the shoulder, and both of them backed away. After sliding out a distance of more than ten feet, they stopped their bodies at the same time. It hit the young man on the forehead, and the young man punched him back in the chest. With the two of them as the center, a large circle of yellow sand fluttered wildly outward.
Xu Longxiang spit out a mouthful of blood, hit the palm of his left hand with his right fist, and raised a grin.
Two wipes of blood oozed from Gong Pu's nostrils, and he gently wiped it away.
Once more than 10,000 troops are invested, and then the whole army fights to the death without surrendering or retreating, there is no historical record before the Spring and Autumn Period. In the Spring and Autumn Period, only the battle of the concubine's tomb, and Tu Yizi ranked second in that battle Yuan Zuozong left him alone. With 16,000 light cavalry, he held back the most elite and majestic 40,000 heavy armored cavalry in Western Chu. This allowed Xu's army, which was not yet called the Beiliang Army at that time, to complete its strategy against Western Chu. The siege forced the Western Chu's combat power to shrink completely, and finally led to the so-called Battle of the West Wall in the Spring and Autumn Period. In that battle, the sixteen soldiers guarding the white bear Yuan Zuozong on the tomb of the concubine were all ordinary soldiers. More than a dozen school lieutenants and generals have long since died. From the beginning of that battle, Yuan Zuozong took the lead. From cavalry to foot combat, he killed 16 generals and more than 17 cavalry with a single silver gun. If Chen Zhibao hadn't violated the order and led troops to rescue, Yuan Zuozong was destined to die in Gongzhufen. When Chen Zhibao in white walked up to the grave, Yuan Zuozong stood with his gun in his hands, his whole body covered in blood, so bloody that he couldn't see his face.
Generally speaking, when the loss of military strength reaches one-third, the morale of the army will begin to collapse. In the Spring and Autumn Period, countless heroes took advantage of the troubled times to take advantage of the troubled times to raise up troubles. Most of Wu encountered the elite regular army, and they were often defeated at the first touch. The powerful officials of the Liyang Dynasty had their own ghosts, saying that Gu Jiantang could calm the Spring and Autumn Period by sitting in Xu Xiao's position, but they never thought that Gu Jiantang could bring out a hero like Yuan Zuozong, and after bringing out the Spring and Autumn Dading, he would still be a united army There are 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang.
The battle at Hulukou was tragic.
From late noon, the two armies began to charge and continued to fight until dusk.
The mouth of the gourd was filled with yellow sand, and it never stopped for a moment.
The four thousand dragon elephant army and the six thousand Dong Zhuo army fought almost unprecedentedly from horse fighting to foot fighting! If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
Dong Zhuo was able to make an exception to occupy the three major army towns in the Southern Dynasties, and he dared to stare at the red-necked generals in the temples of the Southern Dynasties, because Dong Ziqi had a total of 60,000 wolves under his command. He once personally asked Fatty Dong, would he exchange 60,000 for 60,000 for a great king of the South Courtyard when the war will start in the future? The implication was that Dong Zhuo's 60,000 cavalry could defeat any 60,000 cavalry out of Beiliang's 300,000 cavalry. As for how Dong Zhuo, who was treacherous like a fox, would reply, no one knew of course.
Although Dong Zhuo's face was sinking like water, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.
The two thousand rangers behind them never entered the stalemate battlefield.
The complete system including the Beacon Tower on the West Line of Beimang and the Wubao Army Town seems to be perfect, but it has never been bloody in the war. mentioned above. Like this time, the Eight Thousand Dragon Elephant Army went deep alone, and even fought all the way to Wazhu, Junzhen, without seeing a ray of wolf smoke. Afterwards, the Gentleman’s House was swallowed up, and there was a short-lived beacon light to report the news, but then the Southern Dynasty became blind again. As pointed by the horseshoe of the Dragon Elephant Army, there was no news from the hundreds of beacon towers in front of Gu Maolong. Even Dong Zhuo I didn't even expect that the 4000 Dragon Elephant Army was not going to attack Li Gu, but ran all the way to set up an ambush to intercept and kill the reinforcements.
If it weren't for the 8,000 soldiers and horses trained by myself, I'm afraid that this dragon elephant army would really have to eat all the bones, right
Dong Zhuo is still waiting.
In this sudden battle, although his cavalry army galloped all the way to reinforce Ligu, it can't be said to be waiting for work at ease, but it still has an advantage over the Dragon Elephant Army after two fierce battles. Dong Zhuo thought of four thousand against four thousand , will fall into decline, but I didn't expect that two thousand Rangers would join the battle, and they still couldn't defeat the Dragon Elephant Army that collapsed to the limit like a bowstring in one fell swoop.
Dong Zhuo raised his buttocks, and he could vaguely see the silhouettes of the black-clothed boy and Shan Gongpu on the battlefield.
The fat man clicked his tongue and said: "I really can fight. After finally licking my face, I told my father-in-law about eighteen riders from Tibing Mountain, plus more than forty Penglai giants, and with Mr. Gong in charge, I still gave almost all of them." It's all slaughtered. After this battle is over, my wife will not let me climb into bed for a few days?"
A ranger general came to Dong Zhuo on his horse and asked in a low voice, "General?"
Dong Zhuo shook his head and said, "No rush."
The strong general asked cautiously: "If the stalemate continues, Lord Gongshan may be about to die?"
Dong Zhuo said bluntly: "Just wait until he dies."
The generals who had fought with Dong Zhuo for many years showed no signs of change, and retreated quietly with no expression on their faces.
The sky at the moment is like a naughty child splashing ink on white paper, the more ink there is, the darker the night will be.
The fighting finally came to an end, Dong Zhuo beckoned, and the general came quickly, the fat man said with a smile: "Let's pass the order, let's kill the black-clothed boy with two thousand riders, and keep an eye on him, and ignore the rest of the Dragon Elephant Army." Whoever takes off the boy's head will go to the temple of the Southern Dynasty to become a powerful fourth-rank official, or he will be promoted to the third rank under my Dong Zhuo's command, let him choose."
The general grinned knowingly, and said in a deep voice, "Decree!"
Dong Zhuo raised the Green Spring Spear, and was finally about to fall into battle himself.
Is it worth it to exchange 6,000 soldiers and horses for 4,000 Dragon Elephant Army and the head of a human butcher's second son
Dong Zhuo sneered and said, "I seem to be making a lot of money this trip."
Fifty miles away from the gourd mouth, 800 cavalry galloped wildly.
All white horses and white armors.
The first is a handsome and tall cavalry general carrying a silver gun.