My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 70: Vast dust and smoke, reappearing the feats of the past
On the border of Rongzhou, the sky to the east outside Yunqi County and Changchuan County was filled with fish-belly white, pushing the green color to quickly cover the vast wilderness and the distant foothills.

The men and horses who had rested all night gathered again with the sound of war trumpets. The imperial court's [-]-strong army in the north took the lead in launching an offensive. The rising morning sun shone the first ray of sunlight from the clouds, and fighting broke out on the front lines of the two armies. Come.

Under the sky, the Shengnu Army and the Shibuya Army, led by the two generals Nu Yan and Zhao Sheng, rushed into formation. The hysterical voices overwhelmed everything. The two armies turned into four military formations, stretching for three or four miles. Within a hundred feet of contact, the footsteps suddenly accelerated and a charge was launched.

Far and near, facing the front that stretched for several miles were [-] soldiers and horses commanded by Le Jin and Dong Zhuo, many of whom were still injured.Le Jin was riding on horseback, looking at the advancing troops, and put on his iron mask.

"Dong Zhuo, you were a traitor to the country in the past, but now you and I are reunited here, and the past will no longer be mentioned. Today's fight is still the same as yesterday. You cover for me, and I will charge in the battle."

"Haha, I feel quite comfortable now when I hear you scolding me as a traitor to the country. We are all old people. If you win today's battle, I will treat you to a drink!"

Dong Zhuo took the reins and walked out of the array, looked at the other party and smiled, "The premise is that you don't die easily."

After saying that, he turned on his horse, stretched his body tightly to hold up his armor, clamped the horse's belly, and the moment the horse rushed out, [-] Ding'an troops divided into two military formations surged up behind him, and Dong Zhuo rode into the enemy formation. , they followed closely.

"National traitor, don't die either!"

Le Jin murmured, and then there was a continuous crashing sound like a sea wave in front of him, followed by countless hysterical voices shouting. They looked at the military formation in front of them, and the archers behind them continued to draw their bows and throw them into the sky, and some of them used their feet to hit them. He stood on the ground and held on to the person in front of him, opening his mouth and roaring repeatedly.

The spear poked the ground and tilted, blood slowly flowed down the handle of the gun, dense arrows and locusts fell into the positions of both sides, and the layers of people were like a raging ocean tide.

There is already a fight on the front line.

The shouts of killing were like the rolling tide, the spears were stabbing like a forest, and pieces of flesh and blood were hanging out. The roars and screams of people, and the explosions of gold and iron, boiled violently in the crowd.

In most of the wilderness, there were between forty and fifty thousand infantry and cavalry on both sides. The field where the two armies were facing each other was filled with figures of men and horses galloping around.

On one side of the battlefield, Fei Zhong replaced Tang Huaiyuan and led Rongzhou's 6000 men into the battlefield. He wanted to attack the flanks of the Ding'an Army's center, but was blocked by more than 2000 Yellow Turban believers.

There were also Rongzhou Qingqi cruising on the side of the battle group. From time to time they drew their bows and shot arrows, or looked for opportunities to break through this line of defense and cut into the banner where Su Chen was. Then he was hit by arrows flying from the opponent's rear formation. He fell off his horse and lost one foot. He was strangled by the rope and dragged to the ground by the panicked horses.

"Come on! Rush away from these guys!" Fei Zhong yelled from the military formation behind him.

Under the banner of the Yan State in the distance, He Jinchen was chatting and laughing with Li Gan and a group of generals. Regarding the current battlefield, he had basically grasped the situation. As long as he killed the enemy for a while and weakened the opponent's morale, the remaining time was to encircle them. Annihilate the opponent completely.

As for the burning of the camp's provisions after last night, although it was quite a blow to morale, with Yunqi County still there, he could have no worries for the time being, at least he could hold on for a few more days than the other party.

Hearing the roar from Rongzhou's army on the side of the battlefield, he smiled with disdain, "He doesn't have the composure of an army commander, so this Fei kind of thing is like this."

The old man pursed his lips and said softly, and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the Ding'an Army, "We are finally here."

Above the wilderness, the earth was shaking.

The rumble of horse hooves came from behind from the direction of Ding'an City. Su Chen reined in his horse and turned back. Dust filled the sky and spread to the end of his field of vision.

"Yanshan Iron Cavalry?"

"Let the rear formation become the front formation." Guo Jia said.

During the discussion in the tent last night, all the generals had guessed that the other side would dispatch cavalry to bypass the rear and launch a surprise attack. They did not show any panic immediately. The surrendered general Zhang You immediately led the rear team to change the formation. The 5000 men quickly centered on the central flag. , forming a dense array on the periphery.

Three thousand Yanshan cavalry pushed forward, and under the cover of a wave of cavalry arrows, they circled the two wings of the front line and charged towards the back of the Chinese army. Ling Xiao clamped his spear and used his strength to scream hoarsely, stepping out of the thundering cavalry, Like raindrops, it rushed into both sides of Zhang You's array from the left and right.

"Change formation!"

Amidst Zhang You's screams, the spear array of his infantry suddenly thrust out to the left and right, piercing the armor of the oncoming cavalry and the fine armor of the war horses. The spear points pierced the armor, and the horses screamed and neighed. Standing up, some were directly charging, with men and horses crashing into the dense mass of spears. Several spearheads penetrated the flesh and blood, penetrated from the back, and pushed up the scales on the back.

A Ding'an soldier gritted his teeth, and the spear in his hand bent under the impact, and then broke with a pop. When the man fell backwards, the injured war horse fell down, throwing the knight above him, and at the same time, he was also involved in the horse. Under the body.

The mighty Yanshan cavalry tore through both sides of Zhang You's military formation, like a swaying tide flowing down both sides of the battle formation.

During the attack, a knight was hit by an arrow, fell from his horse, and rolled to the ground.The companion who was following closely raised his hand and stabbed the neck of a spearman behind the shield diagonally. The inertia of the running horse caused him to pick him with his arm. The Ding'an Army soldier was picked directly behind the shield. stand up.

"Charge the center!"

The big flag with the word "Ding'an" written on it was in front of him. Ling Xiao roared and gave orders. When he threw the spear in his hand and pierced an infantry shield, he turned his bow, drew the arrow, and raised it all in one go. He only heard the banging of the bowstring. There was a crash and a whoosh of arrows, flying over the heads of countless people and shooting towards Su Chen who turned sideways under the banner.

Almost four or five steps away, someone stepped forward and stretched out his hand. The arrow and the arrowhead were directly grabbed by the big hand. The tall man's palm exerted slight force, and the arrow snapped in his hand. "Thief general, seek death!"

Dian Wei's beard spread out like steel needles. It was Ling Xiao's indescribable angry look. He saw the opponent threw away the broken arrow, pulled out his two halberds, and rushed towards this side like a wild beast, crossing each other. The Yanshan Cavalry stabbed the opponent with a spear, and even the man and the horse were knocked to the ground by the opponent.

Ling Xiao's eyes widened, he immediately turned around and ran away.

"Thief general, leave!"

Terrifying roars resounded throughout the fighting field, and Dian Wei's huge body charged forward. Many of the cavalrymen who rushed over were directly overturned, or their heads were cut off with a convenient halberd.

Smoke, dust and blood filled the air.

For a moment, there were cavalry running around everywhere they passed... The Ding'an Army in the rear also pushed towards them, with the faint intention of encircling the cavalry. After countless collisions, some people fell down, and some horses fell down, and occasionally there were bombs. Thunder resounded, blue-white lightning filled the field of vision, and only a few ownerless horses were left mourning.

……

In the distant mountains and forests, branches and shrubs swayed. A scout was hit by an arrow and fell from his horse. He crawled out of the forest dragging his blood, and was then nailed to the ground with a gunshot. After a moment, the horses stretched out their heads and spewed out thick breath, and stepped away. The hoof steps out.

One by one, the cavalry walked out of the edge of the forest. The leader was wearing thick scale armor, and his hook and sickle were pressed against the side of the yellow gelding. He looked straight at the fighting front line in the field, and then looked north, landing on the towering Yan State flag. superior.

"There were so many people back then, but compared to Sun Quan's hundreds of thousands..."

Zhang Liao looked at the canopy on the chariot under the banner, slowly raised his arm, and raised the yellow dragon hook sickle above his head: "Commanders, the enemy's army is powerful, and we must first reduce its power before we can reverse the situation of the battle. Let's go today. There is death but no life, do you dare!"

"dare!"

Behind him, each of the cavalrymen roared at the top of their lungs, with their spears clamped under their armpits and their legs fixed on the horse's belly.

His beard trembled slightly in the wind, Zhang Liao smiled, put his feet on the horse's belly, and said no more words. As the horse rushed down the hillside with its hooves, its scales trembled, and with a flick of the long soldier, the horse accelerated.

"kill!"

Behind him, a famous cavalryman jumped out of the forest and began to accelerate along the gentle slope.

In the distance, in front of the large banner guarded by nearly 4 troops, under the canopy of the chariot, He Jinchen summoned the cavalry and arranged an encirclement order.

……

Rumble!
Hundreds of horse hooves churned wildly, causing countless smoke and dust to rise.

……

"Order Fei Zhong to also lead his troops up, bypass the Taiping Road, and cooperate with Ling Xiao's cavalry..."

He spoke slowly, and there was a vague sound of familiar iron hoofbeats in his ears.

He Jinchen stopped talking and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. As far as he could see in front of him, a distant figure flew into the air and split into two parts.

The dust surged, and the iron hooves swept over——

Amidst the rumbling sound of horse hooves, hundreds of cavalry broke through the smoke and rushed into a small formation of more than a thousand people on the right side of the central formation. The figures in scale armor and half-sleeved robes rode across the two falling bodies. Cutting out the mutilated corpses, he dug into the crowd in one go.

——Advance into battle!
The yellow dragon danced, swung, slashed, and hacked... Longxiang's soldiers, who had not yet reacted, were chopping melons and vegetables, flying left and right with bloody lines behind them.

The yellow dragon roared, and the body of a Longxiang Army soldier was chopped away with astonishing force. The yellow gelding knocked away the crowd. Zhang Liao led more than [-] riders to cut through the waves and kill the small formation of more than a thousand people in front of him. His gentle face showed an unprecedented look. With a ferocious look, he raised his hand and slashed with his sword. The light of the sword directly smashed the head of the soldier who was blocking him, causing red and white to fly everywhere.

"Enemies of the imperial court, are you afraid of death?"

Zhang Liao's roaring voice resounded through the left flank of the Yan army.

——Megatron Xiaoyaojin!
The more than [-] cavalry who followed, both men and horses, were full of energy. They rushed away from the nearby Longxiang soldiers, followed the general, and charged towards the Longxiang army formation in a frantic manner.

(End of this chapter)