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Chapter 79

Chapter 79
The cavalry is an army of separation and reunion, gathering and dispersing impermanently, erratically, like a horse flying in the sky.

If you only focus on the frontal impact, it is the worst of the worst.

More than [-] cavalry followed Yang Zheng to the northwest, bypassing the frontal Shu army infantry, and then turned south.

The Shu army had already raised their spears.

Yang Zheng was not in a hurry to attack, but just ran around the formation of the Shu army.

The Shu army had to devote its energy to dealing with Yang Zheng's cavalry.

And the thousands of cavalrymen of the Shu army still huddled under the tooth flag and stood still, like more than a thousand sharp swords, although they were not drawn out of their sheaths, their murderous aura still swept across the field.

After several trials, the Shu army became a whole, like a hedgehog, leaving Yang Zheng with nowhere to say anything.

No matter which direction the cavalry turned, the spears of the Shu army were always pointed at them. After a few times of arrow rain, Yang Zheng's cavalry and horses fell by dozens more.

However, Yang Zheng saw that the Shu army's crossbow arrows were not dense, and they should have been consumed almost.

Since he couldn't open the gap, Yang Zheng could only circle around the Shu army formation repeatedly.

Like a long snake entwining its prey.

As long as the prey is a little loose, Yang Zheng's cavalry will bite it down.

However, it is impossible for the elite tiger infantry to give Yang Zheng such an opportunity.

Several Xiao generals lined up in front of their respective formations, directing the formations to turn, leaving Yang Zheng at a loss as to what to say.

Not even a chance to defeat a small formation.

Qingqi's harassment still played a role, preventing the Shu army from fully besieging Deng Zhong's two thousand infantry.

But this can only delay the time for Deng Zhong to be eaten.

The advantage on the battlefield is still in the hands of the Shu army.

Moreover, the Thousand Elite Riders never activated, which made Yang Zheng a little apprehensive.

Looking around the battlefield, the fighting of the infantry was still fierce.

The flesh and blood in front of the formation of the two armies has long been blurred, and the corpses have piled up to form a high slope. The soldiers of both sides stepped on the corpses and rushed up to fight.

The dark red blood slowly flowed out from under the corpse, staining the grass and the ground red.

The stench of burnt and blood mixed together and shot straight into the sky.

Gray fluffy ash drifted in the wind, as if it had snowed heavily in late summer.

In this state, people will no longer be afraid or tired, with red eyes, gritted teeth, and use all their strength to stab out the spear in their hands.

Either tear the enemy's flesh, or be torn by the enemy.

Many people's flesh and blood were rolled up, and their organs were hung on the armor...

As long as there is still breath left, straighten the spear and move forward...

Since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the world has been in turmoil for 61 years.

Countless warriors have turned into bones, and countless flesh and blood have been swallowed by the endless war.

Year after year of battles and year after year of killings, everyone has become tough from the inside out.

Today's battle, although the strength of the troops is far inferior to that of Luo Gu's battle, is no less tragic.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but respect Deng Zhong in his heart. The [-] troops blocked several times the onslaught of the tiger infantry, and their strength was staggering.

Jiang Wei inherited Zhuge's will, and the Nine Expeditions to the Central Plains was difficult to succeed. This may be the reason.

Although the upper class of the dynasty is decaying day by day, its warriors and its lower classes are not.

The scorching sun has slowly set to the west, and the flames are gradually extinguished.

But the thick smoke still covered the sky, making the entire battlefield darker.

Gray ashes fell on his head like snow, and Yang Zheng grabbed a piece and turned it into nothingness in his hands.

After nearly an hour and a half of fierce fighting, both sides were already tired.

The speed of the horse under Yang Zheng's crotch was also weakening.

And Deng Zhongjun was on the verge of running out of fuel, and was gradually driven off the corpse by the Shu army.

Although the fire was about to be extinguished, the green pines and cypresses, weeds and shrubs were all burning darkly, and the smoke was getting bigger and bigger.

Looking at the solid formation of the Shu army, the spears stand like reeds. Although there are no crossbows, the role of Qingqi is really limited.

The only living force on the battlefield was Jiang Faye in the south.

Although Yang Zheng can withdraw and leave, Deng Zhong and Jiang Faye are bound to perish.

Then the Shu army calmly swept away the remnants of the north who had escaped from the disaster.

And then Yang Zheng don't want to hang out in Wei Guo.

Thinking of Jiang Fare, Yang Zheng thought, Jiang Fare was the only effective force on the battlefield.

In this war, they have been wandering on the periphery.

Now is the time to contribute.

Yang Zheng unleashed two or three hundred war horses to the east, and the cavalry shouted loudly behind the horses, using the smoke to create the illusion that they were going to storm the front camp of the Shu army, delaying the Shu army's onslaught on Deng Zhong.

On the way, he suddenly turned his horse's head and turned back to the south.

Indistinct in the smoke.

At the beginning, all the Shu troops on the battlefield were guarding Yang Zheng's cavalry, but after such a long time, people's attention will eventually be scattered, and their spirits will be exhausted and relaxed.

With Jiang Wei sitting in the camp of the Shu Army, it is naturally impeccable.

But the small formation of the Shu army in the south did not expect Yang Zheng's sudden attack.

The cavalry passed behind them many times before, but Qiu did nothing.

So their attention gradually turned to Jiang Faye's more than two thousand Qiang people.

The sound of horseshoes, with the billowing smoke, condescending, as if a sharp sword pierced into the ranks of the Shu army who were caught off guard.

Yang Zheng took the lead, swiping the Hua Tingjian at will can bring up a pile of flesh and blood.

The more than three hundred military guards were connected with each other, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released at this moment.

"kill!"

The sound was like thunder, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

This may be Yang Zheng's only chance.

It is also the last chance.

With the help of the thick smoke, when Jiang Wei couldn't see the situation in the south clearly, he defeated the infantry with a thunderous blow, and then fought with Jiang Faye's Qiang people.

And once Jiang Wei reacted, the 1000 extra fine cavalry would be killed like tarsal maggots.

When the time comes, Yang Zheng will be unable to fly with his wings.

There is only one chance, and it is fleeting.

Yang Zheng felt that his upper body was in flames, and his lower body was like walking in icy water.

"Kill!" With an uncontrollable roar, Hua Jing swung his sword down, and a human head flew up.

Faster, faster!
Yang Zheng's heart was roaring, and every second seemed like a year.

From the moment the cavalry rushed into the infantry formation, the defense of the small formation of the Shu army was ineffective. The spears could not be turned properly, and the ring head knife was too late to be pulled out, and they were mercilessly hacked and killed by the cavalry.

How brave Ren Shu's army is, the array that has been pierced cannot form an effective defense.

More than [-] veterans gathered closely beside Yang Zheng and were in charge of cutting.

While other Qiang people were excited to slaughter.

After two sticks of incense, the small formation of the Shu army finally collapsed under the lightning strike of the cavalry, and the remnants scattered and fled in all directions.

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He led the cavalry to the south to meet Jiang Faye.

The Shu army did not attack Jiang Faye, nor did Jiang Faye take the initiative to attack the Shu army.

Been watching the fire from the other side.

Seeing Yang Zheng rushing out from the north, they were all taken aback.

Yang Zheng swept his eyes away, and the Qiang people seemed to see that the situation was not good, so they ran away a little more.

There are less than 2000 people left.

Yang Zheng didn't have time to say anything more, he shouted loudly: "Everyone should fight with me to the death!"

Ordinary Qiang people looked excited.

But several Qiang chieftains looked hesitant.

There are countless Yongliang tribes, and it is not easy for young people to grow up. If they lose a little, they will be annexed by other tribes.

Xianling Qiang, who was once tyrannical at that time, joined all the Qiangs, formed more than [-] troops, attacked Han Lingju, Angu, and entered the siege of Huahan. After the army was defeated, the army was slightly weaker, and was bitten and annexed by the Qiang in a blink of an eye.

Yang Zheng stepped forward with a straight sword, "This is the end, do you still want to leave?"

"I would like to fight to the death with the captain!" Jiang Faye spoke out first.

Yang Zheng's murderous gaze turned to the others.

Several people reluctantly said: "I would like to fight to the death with the captain!"

"Okay, everyone, just follow me." Yang Zheng waved his hand, and the old soldiers beside him went up to pick him up.

According to their style, they will retreat at the slightest setback.

This war has reached the stage where you will die and you will die, Yang Zheng will not allow any mistakes.

(End of this chapter)

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