The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 391 Lin!
"Stop-"

The Chinese language was resounding, and the sound of the horn of the order "Woo" stretched out. Countless rushing figures slowed down one after another, and scattered soldiers of the Central Plains stayed a little far away. When they heard the horn, they retreated one by one. This array.

This is one of the elite soldiers sent by Li Cunxu. The leader of the team held a long knife, and took it as the center. Then hundreds of figures quickly approached from the surroundings, regrouped the battle formation, and divided into several arrays of different sizes to guard Around the Chinese Army.

Amongst the layers of figures, the cavalry passing through the formation issued orders from the commander Li Siyuan to adjust the team as quickly as possible, and the archers interspersed among them, pulling out arrows to hit the bowstring.

Fighting [-] li to the west of Youzhou in one go, the soldiers from the Central Plains who had traveled a long distance were already exhausted, but they also understood that this battle must be fought here quickly, so that Yelu Abaoji could feel threatened.

The diffuse smoke and dust dissipated and settled under the feet of countless figures.

After the mighty 7000 men and horses lined up, they looked quiet. In this slightly slanting sunlight, the banner with the four characters of "Liang", "Wang", "Xie" and "He" fluttered, and Wang Yanzhang, who was wearing armor on the beast face mountain, rode On horseback, with an iron gun in one hand and the reins in the other, he looked at the Khitans who were also fighting in the distance, frowning slightly.

"The Khitan general here has some knowledge."

Looking at it from a distance for a moment, the opponent's formation was dense, just like the usual formation, and he could be a veteran on the battlefield and the commander of an army. How could Wang Yanzhang fail to see that the opponent did not put on a defensive posture, but instead used an army formation intended to counterattack.

"Explore the attack."

Wang Yanzhang raised his hand and waved away a commanding cavalry, and issued an order: "Ling He Gui leads five thousand men under his command to go up to meet the enemy."

Immediately, while walking the horse for two steps, he put the iron helmet on his head: "No matter what the enemy is, gnawing off this bone will show that my Central Plains man is not afraid of tigers and wolves, and attacks!"

The flag bearer Ling galloped across the front of the army formation on horseback. He Gui rode slowly among the figures under his command in the continuous formation of three infantry. The horns of "offensive" around him sounded. The formation gritted its teeth and pushed forward slowly against the shield.

Simultaneously.

In the Khitan army formation over there, Yelu Haili lowered his head and looked at the belated news. After approaching the battlefield, he realized that the tribal army was so vulnerable that they were defeated by the soldiers from the Central Plains. Yelu Abaoji proclaimed himself emperor, and he had never encountered such a situation.

"There is a saying in the Han military book, one go at a time and then decline and three times exhaust, hehe, directly kill a remnant soldier who has no generals, and think that he can still break through me." Yelu Haili looked at the five thousand troops that were slowly advancing forward. The phalanx laughed and said softly: "Who gave them such courage?"

He took off the iron helmet, wrapped the fox tail around the helmet, put it on again, drew out the straight knife and started to run on horseback, raising the blade above his head, "The Khitan warrior directly pushed the Han army on the opposite side. flat--"

"Roar!"

boom!
Ferocious and savage screams lifted the sky, slammed the shield in their hands, or knocked their weapons on the shield. Soon, the cavalry who sent the order flew past the front of the crowd, shouting: "Ready to meet the enemy!"

Woo!
Woo!
Accompanied by the continuous ups and downs of the horns, the five thousand Han soldiers marched in a compact formation, and shook the field with neat steps. At that time, he dropped his scabbard, got off his horse and walked in the ranks. He no longer needed to ride a horse in battle.

"There is nothing to say about expelling foreign bandits. In today's battle, either they will die, or I will survive!"

Glancing at the two sides from the corner of the eye, two hundred light cavalry sent by Xie Yanzhang coordinated half a mile apart, holding bows and arrows, making a harassing gesture to disrupt the Khitan's advancing army formation.

The same number of Khitan cavalry also rushed out of the main formation, covering about 8000 infantry and dealing with the Han cavalry.

swoosh~~
There was no life-and-death contest between the two sides, and after shooting a wave of arrows for a short while, they opened the distance and started cruising.In the middle of the battlefield, the phalanxes on both sides slowly advanced, and the archers walked in the formation, throwing arrows from time to time and falling on the opponent's way forward, making the sound of "dang" arrows being nailed to the copper skin.

A stone's throw away.

The moment the two sides stepped in, a large number of feathered arrows flew into the sky, and He Gui walked in the back row and shouted. , the arrows fell, and there was a sound of popping and flying. When the arrows were exhausted, He Gui flipped down the shield in his hand, cut off a few feathered arrows stuck on it with a knife, and shouted: "Kill——"

"kill!"

All the soldiers who suppressed their emotions had red eyes, and when they arrived, all their emotions were vented out with the sound, buzzing like an overwhelming sound.

The nerves were tense to the extreme, and then, both sides shouted hysterically and started to run, one after another shields collided with each other, the soldiers behind the shields all leaned back, and stood up again under the back of the same robes, crazy Dancing blades pierced through the gap between the shields, the blades and spears of both sides slashed and stabbed at each other in this moment, plasma, minced meat, stumps, and heads kept breaking off in the eyes of the people. On the ground, the pushed body and the soles of the feet were crushed.

Crowded together in battle, it almost all depends on the will of the soldiers and the cooperation of daily drills. The command of the general has no meaning at this time. One of the Great Liang Shuangjue, used 5000 people to test the maximum combat level of the Khitan soldiers and horses, and at the same time ensured that the [-] soldiers maintained a certain stability line in the resistance.

"Third compartment, turn to the right wing, hold the gap!"

On the other side, under the banner of the Khitan, Yelu Haili was doing the same thing. As soon as the battle started, the previous understanding of the Han soldiers had to be reconsidered. The Han soldiers in front of them even stayed at the front. The rest of the people had some calculations in their hearts.

Under the big banner, he opened his eyes, raised his palm, and stretched out a finger.

"Send another 4000 people up!"

In the main formation, a square formation was separated and stepped out slowly.

The fighting on the battlefield was fierce, and the scouts fighting on the periphery were also quite fierce. When the two sides sent the news, to the west, in another battlefield located in the southwest of Dafangling, Shi Jingtang got off his horse and sat on the ground gasping for breath, sweating. Swipe along the corner of the eye to remove the beard.

Li Siyuan was still sitting on the horseback, with his chest straight, watching the battle of strangling a regiment. According to the news, Yelv Yuwen had already fled, and he sent five hundred Shatuo cavalry to chase and kill them.

"Speed ​​up and kill the Khitan people here!"

The order spread, and on the battle field, a soldier of the Khitan tribe made a slash, and before he had time to think, his body was pierced by two long spears, and his comrades who formed a small team fell down one by one in an instant.

Soon after, only more than 2 Jin soldiers left hastily assembled and rushed to Youzhou with Li Siyuan.

Twenty miles west of Youzhou.

On the huge battlefield, Wang Yanzhang tightened his grip on the iron spear, raised it high, and the army formation moved and pressed towards the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)