Great Han Empire

Chapter 22 Rising Sun
Feng Li didn't dare to collide with the enemy cavalry in front of him, he turned his horse's head sideways and entered the passage.It is very easy for everyone to talk about death, but when facing death, many people choose to avoid it.Feng Lie hid in the road of death.If you face the enemy head-on, you will definitely be knocked out, so it is better to kill a bloody path here.The spear in Feng Lie's hand was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue. He stabbed up and down, slid left and right, but he was still able to run at high speed on the horse.The soldiers behind him were not as good at martial arts as he was. Either they were hacked to death and fell off their horses, or they were pierced by spears, or they were shot by long arrows, and then they were trampled to death by galloping horses.

Every enemy soldier in the passage felt that he had walked into death.All the weapons flying in front of his eyes were the opponent's soldiers.The cavalry on the left rushed forward and slashed, and at the same time the cavalry on the right also slashed, without panting, the next two cavalry slashed left and right again, and there was no time to react.There are also long arrows shot from different directions at any time.Death hangs over this narrow and long passage.

Murong Feng and Li Hong walked side by side, the two were unstoppable, running wildly all the way, the knives in their hands kept slashing at the oncoming enemy soldiers.With the help of the huge power generated by the high-speed galloping horse, it is easy to hit or even kill the opponent.

The hammer formation formed by Murongfeng's army exerted tremendous power, like a very hungry lion devouring the head of its prey in one bite, more like a giant squid desperately sucking food with its bloody mouth open, Only in, not out.Feng Lie's cavalry didn't have the power to fight back at all in the first period of time. The blood flowed like a river, and almost all the more than 1000 people in the front army were lost.

Murong Feng's army did not slow down because of the enemy's obstruction. They stepped on the bodies of the soldiers of the Niutou tribe, and they were still running wildly. .Behind the hammer formation, what was left was a bloody mess of severed limbs, and hundreds of soldiers fell in a pool of blood.No screams, no moans, just lifeless bodies.

After resisting the attacks of countless weapons, Feng Lie suddenly found himself rushing out of the terrifying place of death.Murong Feng's army was too fast and had already thrown him out of the formation.He didn't kill a single enemy, because he could only defend, defend, and defend again. The enemy's weapons were one after another, endlessly. Like there is no time to stop.Feng Lie was in a hurry, although he was lucky enough to save his life, he might as well die.He was stabbed dozens of times and shot five times with arrows. His whole body was dripping with blood, and he was in pain.The war horse had long been unable to withstand the heavy blows that fell like a mountain, and his limbs were limp and he fell to his knees.Feng Lie fainted from the pain and fell headlong under the horse.

Afraid of being involved in the hammer formation, most of the soldiers on the left and right wings fled in all directions, circled around the left and right wings of the formation and its rear, and started attacking with all their strength.

The generals leading the central army of the Niutou Tribe realized that if they could not immediately stop the advancing speed of Murongfeng's army, the power of his hammer array would be irresistible, and all they would be left with was death.After Feng Lie and the former army fell into the enemy's position together, the command has been handed over to the chief general of the Chinese army according to the rules.He ordered his subordinates to sound the clarion call of shrinking formation and gathering the central army.He was going to use a purely suicidal method regardless of the number of deaths, using a dense formation, and a large formation of hammers to force it to slow down.Once the enemy's formation loses its speed, it also loses its flexibility and maneuverability. The rest is to rely on its own ability. Whoever can stick to the end will be the winner.

Feng Lie's former army has been completely swallowed by the hammer formation.Like fallen leaves in autumn, they were swept up by a gust of wind, and then flew all over the sky, drifting to no one's corner, turning into a pile of fertile soil.

Feng Lie's Chinese army was immediately sucked in.

The enemy cavalry before Murong Feng's eyes became more and more dense, fiercer and irrational.They are like unconscious zombies, and even more like gamblers who have lost their eyes. They have put themselves all on the table of life and death.Like a bloodthirsty beast, Li Hong let out a strange roar that was no longer human, and the sword in his hand whirred like a small wind wheel, and the enemy soldiers melted one after another under the impenetrable sword. Go away as a dead soul.

The soldiers of the Tauren tribe finally succeeded after losing hundreds of people with their suicidal blockade. The rampant bison on the battlefield began to slow down slowly after running crazily.After losing a large number of troops, the central army of the Niutou tribe finally stopped the impact of the hammer formation.Afterwards, the rear army, which arrived one after another in the formation of skirmishers, stepped up just right, joined up with the remnants of the Chinese army, built a solid line of defense, and completely contained the impact of Murong Feng's army.

More enemy soldiers who were squeezed around the periphery had already rushed fiercely at this wild mad cow.The left and right flanks of the enemy are opening up the distance in teams, using the speed of the horses to directly face the flanks of the Hammer formation to attack in turn.

Murong Feng's soldiers suddenly suffered a sharp increase in casualties.

Murong Feng heard the siren call.It was his own people telling him that the two wings had been attacked by enemy cavalry and might be broken into formation.The hammer formation must have speed, without speed, it would be a cumbersome bear on the battlefield. Although it was huge, with rough skin and thick flesh, it would eventually be bitten to death bite by bite by the surrounded wolves.Especially the flanks, if the formation stops, the soldiers on the flanks are basically living targets for the enemy to attack.Over time, it is a devastating collapse.

Murong Feng yelled loudly: "Click on the left front..., click on the left..."

The horn soldiers immediately gave up attacking the enemy, and under the protection of their comrades around them, they blew the horn of change with all their strength.

At this time, the hammer formation still has a certain speed, which is enough to change the formation, and the two wings of the bloody battle, because the enemy needs to let the horses run, there is ample space, which is more powerful for the movement of the flanking cavalry
With the sound of the huge horn that went straight into the sky, Murong Feng's soldiers ignored the enemy's brutal attack on them and began to change formation.The entire hammer formation is a single iron plate.Now the iron plate began to rotate slowly and firmly with the front point of the left wing as the center.The soldiers at the front of the left wing did not hesitate at all, and immediately tightened the reins to stop the running horses.Under the cover of their comrades-in-arms, the flag-bearer suddenly raised the three-foot-tall fiery red flag of the handsome eagle.The huge flag fluttered in the wind, and it was extremely eye-catching on the fierce battlefield.It seems to be telling the soldiers: I am the center.

Following the situation, Murong Feng urged the horse to turn obliquely, chop left and right.But there are too many enemies ahead, and the resistance is very great.The scene of rushing left and right in the encirclement of the enemy on the Benniu Plain suddenly jumped into his mind.No, soldiers must not be massacred.Murong Feng tightened the rein with his left hand, jumped onto the horse's back, straightened himself up, and stood up.

In the heat of the battlefield, exposing yourself to all enemies is simply insane.Li Hong next to him was stunned, he didn't even have time to call out danger, he threw his saber towards the three long arrows that roared towards Murong Feng.At the same time, his right hand quickly took down the handsome flag on the horse's belly, and spread it out against the wind. Before he could lift it up, more long arrows had already been shot.With a loud roar, Li Hong swung the three-foot-long flagpole with all his strength, trying to push aside the enemy's arrows.One or two still managed to escape Li Hong's attack, but they all escaped from Murong Feng without any danger.The banner unfurled, covering Murong Feng's figure.

Murong Feng was already facing his subordinates at this time, completely ignoring the enemy behind him, raised his knife and shouted: "Huho..."

Seeing the bravery of the commander-in-chief, the soldiers who followed were all boosted in morale, and then they raised their arms and shouted: "Huho..." The loud shout alarmed all the soldiers on the battlefield who were concentrating on killing the enemy, they suddenly raised their heads, I saw a scene they will never forget: the commander standing on the back of a galloping horse, with a huge red flag waving in the wind behind him, the commander is leading them to fight the enemy bravely.The commander-in-chief was shouting, shouting.

"Huho..." The soldiers shouted out their determination to fight to the death.

The soldiers suddenly felt that their bodies were filled with infinite power, their blood was boiling in their veins, their murderous aura was surging, and their strong fighting spirit reached its peak in an instant. .

Murong Feng swung his saber high, and roared together with the soldiers again: "Huho..." The deafening roar finally aroused all the endless strength of the soldiers.To the ears of the soldiers of the Tauren tribe, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the fear and panic in their hearts almost reached their peak.

Murong Feng turned around and landed on the horse's back, pointing forward with his saber, "Kill..."

There were two long arrows sticking out of his back.

Although Li Hong tried his best to wave the huge banner and tried his best to help him block the arrows, he still couldn't avoid his injury. "Go back and be scolded by the old wolf again. Go to hell." Li Hong sprinted with a spear while holding a three-foot-high flag, while cursing the enemy angrily.

The rotation speed of the formation suddenly accelerated.No matter how hard the soldiers of the Niutou tribe tried to resist, they could no longer stop the formation from turning.This crazy buffalo was put on a rope and was circling around a center even more crazily.

All the beings in this circle were crushed to powder in the blink of an eye.

The spinning top formation in this circular motion is the evolution of the hammer formation on the battlefield.Its evolution is very difficult.There are too many constraints on speed, time, number of enemies, enemy attack methods, own morale, tactical literacy, etc., and the success rate is almost non-existent.But today, Murong Feng caught the opponent by surprise.The opponent's troops rushed to the battle under the condition of disordered formation and insufficient preparation, which finally led to the defeat and achieved the glory of the Hammer formation.

The spinning top array spun crazily on the battlefield, moving rapidly, trying to turn all life that could be inhaled into ashes.

The Niutou tribe's army began to surround the formation, forming small teams of hundreds of people, like sharp arrows, attacking the formation from different directions in turn, trying to tear open the gap and crush the spinning top into pieces.

The battle situation has entered a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)