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The sound of horns and the sound of rumbling drums suddenly sounded, and Feng Polu's expression suddenly became more serious, and he couldn't help clenching his fist with one hand. When he fought in Mobei, he won countless battles with less, and because of this, He is not afraid of the Northwest Army's superiority in strength.

"Master Hou, the Northwest Army is about to march."

Feng Polu nodded slightly, made a gesture, and waved a flag, and heard the sound of "woo woo" horns from the Xishan vanguard formation.

"The Xishan Army won't last long." Feng Polu said in a deep voice: "In the wilderness, the cavalry's attack is too fierce for the infantry to stop, but the Xishan Army's human wall can greatly weaken the Northwest Cavalry's impact. " Turning his head and asked: "Are the two cavalry of An Lei and Van Persie ready?"

"Report to Lord Hou, they have already made preparations." The generals around him cupped their hands and reported, "As long as they receive the flag order, they will immediately attack from the two wings."

Feng Polu nodded slightly, and looked up at the sky. The sky and the earth were in a daze. Soon, he heard the sound of rumbling. The original stab came over.

The sound of horseshoes, the spirit of the dragon and the fierceness of the tiger, as the northwest cavalry rushed over first, the earth was billowing with yellow dust, like the roar of the sky, and the fire on the ground.

Thousands of cavalry in the northwest are fighting all over the field, it can be said that the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Feng Polu stared blankly at the incoming dust and smoke, and as the sound of rumbling horseshoes approached, the entire northwest cavalry formation was like a dark cloud, getting thicker and bigger.

The corners of Feng Polu's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help saying: "It's not easy for them to train such a cavalry...!" Seeing that the cavalry was getting closer and closer to the Xishan Army, the Xishan Army also The spears are erected in front of them, and they are ready for battle.

Feng Polu knew that the Xishan Army would never be able to resist the Northwest Cavalry, so he made another gesture, and the banners were unfurled, and the barbarian cavalry lined up behind the Xishan Army had mounted their horses one after another. He drew out the scimitar at his waist and stood it by his hand. The blade was shining brightly, and the eyes of all the barbarian cavalry were also bloodthirsty.

The originally gentle breeze instantly carried a biting murderous aura.

At the front of the Xishan army formation, Qiao Yin drew his saber and rode on the horse, while the deputy general Zhao Si followed beside him, watching the northwest cavalry rushing towards him like a tide, but Zhao Si's eyes twitched.

"Get ready!" Qiao Yin raised his saber high above his head, seeing the Northwest cavalry speeding faster and faster, pouring down like a gust of lightning, the sword in his hand suddenly made two gestures in the air, but swung it left and right, Zhao Si didn't understand it yet, but he saw the big knife in Qiao Yin's hand suddenly slashing at him.

Zhao Si saw that Qiao Yin's sword was about to cut him down. Although he had been in battle for a long time, he was completely stunned at this moment. It was clear that the two armies were about to fight, but he never thought that Qiao Yin's sword would cut him down.

He put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and before he could draw it out, the light of the broadsword in Qiao Yin's hand had already been chopped off, and even the helmet and head were split in half instantly.

When Zhao Si fell from his horse, the colors of the dozens of soldiers behind him suddenly changed.

In order to guard against the Xishan Army, Feng Polu naturally could not send Zhao Si alone. Zhao Si also brought more than ten people with him. When he went into battle, these ten people were all behind Zhao Si. Naturally, Polu's cronies would not become cannon fodder with the Xishan Army. After the two sides fought, they immediately retreated with the dozen or so people under them.

Zhao Si fell from the horse, and the people behind him were terrified, but they all reacted quickly. Knowing that the Xishan Army had changed, they drew their swords one after another, but the sword hadn't been unsheathed yet, and dozens of long spears came out from behind. Holes were pierced in these people.

Qiao Yin slashed and killed Zhao Si without hesitation, and immediately shouted loudly: "Score!"

It can be seen that the Xishan Army soldiers who had formed a human wall moved quickly. In just a moment, there were more than a dozen gaps in the entire human wall. Come on.

After being reorganized by Feng Polu, the main body of the Xishan Army was the Xishan Imperial Guard Army. Under Wei Tianqing's years of training, they were well-trained, and the quality of the sergeants was not low.

At this time, Feng Polu naturally discovered the changes ahead, and he was surprised. Although he was worried before the battle, he only felt that the possibility of the Xishan Army's rebellion was not high. Just in case, he sent Zhao Si They went to monitor, but in the end, this army turned their backs after all. Seeing that the northwest cavalry seemed to have a tacit understanding with the Xishan army, they poured out from the gap without any hindrance, and the dust rushed to the sky, swallowing the bullfighting bull.

Feng Polu's expression was stern, but he didn't panic. He immediately ordered the banner to be raised. The barbarian cavalry who were ready to go, wanted to take advantage of the Northwest cavalry being entangled by the Xishan Army before launching an attack, so the whole army just got on their horses and stood by. But they did not expect that at the most critical moment, the Xishan Army turned their guns and did not stop the Northwest Cavalry at all. It was too late in terms of distance to launch an impact, so they had no choice but to form an array and bravely headed forward.

The barbarian cavalry were worthy of being brave and good at fighting. The front team raised their swords, while the cavalry behind them had already drawn their bows and arrows. Amid the shouts of the generals, the arrows flew out like locusts.

The northwest cavalry is as imposing as a tiger, flying like a dragon, amidst the chaos of arrows, many cavalry fell off their horses. The barbarians are good at riding and shooting, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. The rain of arrows shot past, but it also damaged hundreds of northwest cavalry. .

It’s just that Chu Huan knew the strengths and weaknesses of both the enemy and us in advance. Chu Huan never underestimated the barbarian’s riding and archery skills. It had been planned in advance that once the war started, the northwest cavalry would approach the barbarians as quickly as possible.

As long as the distance is shortened, the barbarians will not be able to exert their advantages in horseback archery.

But the facts were just as Chu Huan expected, the northwest cavalry quickly approached the barbarian army formation by virtue of their maneuvering speed, and after closing the distance, the arrows of the barbarians were no longer effective.

Seeing that the two armies were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, the barbarian soldiers had already raised their scimitars and slapped their horses to meet them. At this moment, the sharp-eyed barbarian soldiers had already seen that countless northwest cavalry suddenly raised their arms high, all holding long swords in their hands. spear.

The cavalry in hand-to-hand combat naturally use matching sabers. The spears are too long, and they are too clumsy to fight on horseback. They are not as flexible as the sabers. When the northwest cavalry charged, the frontmost cavalry were all wielding sabers. It was discovered that the northwest cavalry was carrying spears, and many people immediately became excited when they saw this situation.

They are all good horsemen. Of course, they know that cavalry use spears, which are far less flexible than their own scimitars. Once they fight, the northwest cavalry will lose for a while.

But at this moment, the sound of horns was suddenly heard in the Northwest Army formation. Before thinking about it, the Northwest Cavalry suddenly threw the spears in their hands forward fiercely.

Thousands of spears flew over densely from the sky, and the barbarians suddenly realized at this time that the northwest cavalry did not use spears as weapons for fighting at all.

The distance between the two sides, arrows can no longer play a role, on the contrary, spears play an unusual role at this moment, the distance of human throwing long hairs will not be too far, but in the current distance, it is just right .

Spears poured down like a forest, and then screams were heard, and the barbarian cavalry rushing to the front suddenly fell off their horses.

The northwest cavalry threw their spears, and quickly drew out their sabers. With shouts, they plunged into the barbarian army like an awl. On the autumn wind plain, the two armies were entangled in an instant.

The barbarians are fierce, but the Northwest Army is also brave.

Although the two sides were fighting, the formation of the Northwest Army was not scattered. After the cavalry charged up for the cone, the infantry on both wings of the northwest also quickly followed up to maintain the integrity of the formation.

The cones did not disperse, but rushed forward one after another. This was to follow the tactical deployment before the battle and concentrate the strongest force to break through the center of the barbarian army.

The infantry on the two wings did not come forward easily. As the cavalry rushed forward, the protective wings followed closely.

Suddenly there was a faint rumbling sound in the sky, the sky was covered with overcast clouds, and the space between the sky and the earth became even more drowsy.

Feng Polu clenched his fists tightly and looked at the tragic battlefield. He was not mistaken. The barbarians were indeed fierce and fearless of death. The northwest cavalry launched an attack, and the northwest cavalry was also very brave. The soldiers on both sides collided fiercely like steel.

"Master Hou, can you send an order...!" Seeing the brutal fighting between the two sides, the general around him couldn't help reminding.

Feng Polu's eyes were fixed on the battlefield. Although the barbarians deployed heavy troops in the center, they were indeed fierce and brave, but the Northwest Army concentrated the most elite main force on the awl head, just like an awl piercing the cowhide, and was digging deeper into it bit by bit. .

Suddenly, Feng Polu waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "It's time, order the two wings to attack the two sides of the northwest conical formation, and must break through their two sides...!"

Without hesitation, the general immediately ordered the flag bearer to unfurl the flag.

The corners of Feng Polu's eyes twitched, and he said with a sneer, "The Northwest Army has already entered. As long as the two wings come out, they will not be able to retreat if they want to. Today, the winner must be decided. Either Chu Huan will die or I will die." Turning back, he said: "Beat the drums louder, for the soldiers."

Behind him, there was a row of war drums. Hearing Feng Polu's order, the drummers mustered up their strength and beat the war drums desperately.

"What's going on?" Feng Polu saw that there was no cavalry figure on the high ground in the distance, frowned, and turned to look at the general, "Hurry up and issue a flag order to them...!"