Chapter 69 First Array 1

"Stop!" Wang Zhongli suddenly pressed his hand on the knife with a cold expression. He knelt down, put his ears to the ground, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

From Wang Zhongli's expression, Xingchen realized that something troublesome had happened.

"The march is getting closer and closer, no more than 30 miles at most! Iron Knight - a powerful heavy iron cavalry!" Wang Zhongli gritted his teeth and shouted. Twenty years ago, he was a young rookie general who first showed his sharpness. According to his ability to listen to the saddle, he could detect whether there were people marching nearby by shaking the ground, and even judging the number and distance, heavy or light riding. Half of his face was close to the ground, and he felt it carefully with his ears and palms. Judging from the vibration of the ground, this is by no means the momentum that the Fanyang army can have!

Night Star lived in the far north grassland for nearly five years. On a flat river on the grassland, it was very suitable for cavalry to attack long distances, and the barbarian warriors from hunters were even better at listening to the sound. He has also been to the battlefield of the barbarians and learn more about the shock of the iron horse Benz. He also fell down, listened carefully, was silent for a moment, and said, "It's so fast that it's faster than Chi Nasi's magnificent ride!"

It suddenly occurred to me that in the far north, Mengyang merchants spent tens of thousands of gold to buy barbarian war horses from the grassland, regardless of the price, as long as the pure bloodline Gao Yunma. For almost two years, people who give birth to horses should also be familiar with it. According to this momentum, they can only be Mengyang cavalry equipped with barbarian horses.

Night Starchen stood up and looked up. On the faintly visible city in front of him, the lead clouds were drooping, and the sky seemed to fall to the ground, looking so low and depressing and terrible.

Half an hour ago.

On the tenth day of being occupied by the Mengyang army, Qinghe City, 30 miles away, finally opened the gate, like a beast with a huge mouth! Fanyang, who had been patrolling, hurriedly reported and shot long arrows. They madly urged the war horses and rushed to their own camp, but the earth behind them was trembling, like countless giant elephants stamping their feet, and even on the bumpy horse's back, they could sense the sound that could shake the earth.

They looked back, and the Mengyang cavalry with white armor came out of the city and lined up. The warriors led them raised the flag of "wind and thunder" and hunted in the autumn wind. The neatly lined iron horse is like a steel fortress, like a molten iron stream, to destroy any enemy who dares to stop them. The wind and thunder riding is well equipped, and the moon-white armor is light and resistant to chopping. It is lined with half-finger thick rhino leather soft armor. Even if a powerful arrow hole pierces the armor, it will be bitten to death by flexible skin, so as not endangering the life of the samurai. The armor wrapped with samurai silk is comparable to the heavy armor of the barbarians, but it is lighter and flexible. It is not like the barbarians' poor casting and re-stitching to create armor skills, but more innovative and more complicated technology - mixing steel with flexible silver and copper, beating it into a very thin one. Layers of iron, and then stack and knead together 20 or 30 layers of iron pieces, which is not as hard as magnificent armor. The toughness and penetration ability are greatly enhanced. The most important thing is that it will not bring too much load to the warriors, and the horses are more mobile.

The saddle is connected with the armor. There is an iron ring on the saddle. The long gun is supported by the saddle through the iron ring. The warrior only needs to adjust the angle of the long gun to assassinate the enemy. At the same time, the right hand can hold the knife to kill the enemy. The sharp knife is cold and cold. The whole cavalry phalanx is like a steel forest, like a movable fortress. The wind is like galloping, and the thunder is killing, and the name of wind and thunder iron riding comes from this.

The warrior under the banner of Fenglei raised his sword in his hand. The man named Yeming Mountain looked up to the sky and roared: "For your majesty and Mengyang, wind and thunder ride, kill!"

He pulled down the armor on his helmet and rushed first. Behind him, the iron horse moved, and the whole steel fortress rolled over like a stuffy thunder in summer, crushing towards the Fanyang camp in front of him. The 40,000 wind and thunder iron horses are enough to sweep away all the power in front of him. The warrior with majestic armor is like the god of war, ignoring any ants in front of him.

In the distance, Fanyang's military camp was already restless, and the generals from all walks of life were nervous to prepare their horses and shouted the whole team to fight against the enemy. After Mengyang entered the city, he stood still for ten consecutive days. The Fanyang warrior tightened his nerves all day and had nothing to do. However, when the enemy rolled in with unparalleled flames, he was scared to death by the majestic steel cavalry.

For hundreds of years, Fanyang and Mengyang had their own great enemies. Mengyang needs to resist the invasion from the barbarians from the far north. Those barbarians who ride high war horses and have a red face can split Mengyang warriors into two pieces from head to to toes, and can ride a war horse comparable to the wall on their chest to rush into the brigade array to kill, and can skillfully control the horses to avoid the arrow rain of arrows... Mengyang warriors and the extreme north In the hundreds of years of fighting, I saw the unprecedented charge of the barb cavalry, saw the tragic situation of the robe being involved under the horse's hoofs and being turned into meat and mud, and even tasted the shame of being invaded into the imperial capital by barbarian iron horses. The emperor was put on his neck and knelt down in front of the barbarian kings to sign the treaty of mourning. Rather than being the great enemy of Mengyang, it is better to teach Mengyang warriors how to deal with cavalry and how to resist the charge of barbarians with undominant steps. Nowadays, Mengyang people who are good at learning have turned the most proud cavalry of the barbarians into their own sharp weapon.

The great enemies of Fanyang are mainly the barbarians from the dense forest in the south and the Japanese pirates in the East China Sea. Southwest barbarians are tribal. They have always lived the primitive life of drinking blood, hunting and picking fruits. They are cruel by nature and even eat human flesh. The captured Fanyang warriors are often hung upside down and stripped to death. The Japanese pirates in the East China Sea used big ships to send warriors to burn, kill and loot merchant ships along the coast. They are cunning but lack momentum. They can fight the battle of more people and bully people less. If the momentum is reversed, they are often defeated like a mountain. Although the southwest barbarians and the Japanese pirates in the East China Sea are the great enemies of Fanyang, they have never shaken *ji. They have never been invaded by the enemy to the imperial capital, killed in front of the emperor, are about to destroy the country, and have not been suppressed by them. Often the army of Fanyang warriors always has the upper hand.

But cavalry, this is a military that Fanyang rarely comes into contact with. Those warriors in steel are combined with war horses, more like some raging monsters. I have never seen such a rapid propulsion speed. After a few miles, I can feel the trembling of the earth. The horse with horseshoe nailed stamped in their hearts, breaking the arrogance of the original desire to kill the enemy. They thought that this battle was like fighting barbarians. They could fight back with a few waves of bows and arrows and light a few fires, but when they really faced these cavalry that had been run over like thunder, they seemed to have subverted their cognition - this is not a battlefield at all, but a Shura hell.

"Lead up, line up! * The battalion went forward and lined up to open the bow, the Yanzi army prepared to prepare and form a formation, and the retreaters were killed!" Han Yu, one of the captains of the Yanzi army, roared loudly with a knife across the horse, and the back of the knife pulled a hurried soldier to the ground. He rode on the horse and was condescending. When he saw Mengyang's iron horse rushing straight towards him, it was estimated that there was still about three miles away. There was still time to be no hurry to be dispersed.

He roared loudly and arranged for the warriors to form a camp. With the backbone, the Fanyang warrior finally no longer rushed around like a headless fly and obeyed Captain Han Yu.

"Is this leaving the pawn to rely on the cavalry to defeat our camp, and then let the pawn penetrate from the Magnolia Mountains?" Han Yu thought coldly and couldn't help sneering at the corners of his mouth. He thought that your Mengyang army was shrinking in Qinghe City. What strange way could you come up with?

Then pretend to stop your Mengyang cavalry and let you go. We will do our best to destroy all your Mengyang troops. What waves can tens of thousands of cavalry alone make? Is the cavalry powerful? Are the cavalry powerful? But if you don't understand the cooperation between the arms, isn't it to be slaughtered by others?

He waved his hand and summoned the soldiers and said, "Go and report to General Yan. The first to five battalions of the Yanzi Army pretended to intercept the Mengyang wind and thunder cavalry. When the wind and thunder were riding, they went to surround and kill Mengyang's brigade, destroy the heavy grain and weeds, and asked General Yan to prepare early."

The wind and thunder iron riding is still one miles away from here. The 10,000 Yanzi army behind Han Yu was completed, and the 2,000 ospreys in the front * took arrows and Zhang Xian. The arrows as heavy as a spear gun were enough to kill a bull. The spear shield behind him supported each other to resist the cavalry's impact. Although the Vanyang warrior's momentum is insufficient, its sophisticated equipment can make up for a lot. These two thousand ospreys* alone can kill thousands of warriors. This kind of machine that requires the warrior to lie down and open it with his legs and arms is Fanyang's most powerful long-range weapon at present.

One thousand steps, 900 steps, 800 steps, Han Yu has been silently calculating the distance, waiting for the Mengyang cavalry to enter the range, and they are greeted by the rain of arrows.

"Shoot--" Han Yu cut down the knife in the air. The sound of the bow string when 2,000 ospreys * shot in unison was comparable to thunder, and the arrows flew out obliquely, and the sound of breaking the air was fascinating. He sneered at the corners of his mouth: "This sound is really beautiful!"

Before this wave of arrows hit, the next wave of arrows had been placed on the bow string. The warrior urged the bow string. Without the order of the captain, the arrows automatically shot out, like a wave of bloodthirsty crows, covering the sky.

The sound of steel collision. The metal arrowhead hit the metal armor and rolled down like a walnut on the cliff. The high-speed wind and thunder iron horse was even too lazy to swing an arrow, allowing the arrows fired by the machine to hit him, scratching a dazzling Mars, leaving a dent on the moonlight armor.

The whole cavalry jingled with the sound of horseshoes and armor, and no one spoke, not even the sound of shouting and cheering. They were silent and went forward under the impact of arrows. If they roar loudly, even if it is a bluff, it is more comfortable than such silence.

The leading general Fenglei raised the spear on the saddle, pulled out a long knife in his right hand, and took the lead. Arrows can't hurt these warriors wrapped in steel. They are like invincible emperors on the battlefield, coming to the battlefield only for glory and killing.

Seeing that his powerful arrows were completely useless, the Fanyang warriors finally messed up and the camp was a mess**. Han Yu spat angrily and urged the war horse to face the unparalleled cavalry, raised his sword in his hand, and put on a posture to resist the enemy.

If the general is like this, the warrior will not retreat, ** calm down, Osprey * camp collects the machine, puts out the shield wall and spear hook sickle, and faces those almost invincible wind and thunder cavalry.

"100 steps, 50 steps, 20 steps..." Han Yu counted silently, and the close distance could see the complicated patterns etched on the warrior's armor shrouded under the armor, the cold light in their eyes, and even the reflection reflected on the sharp blade.

At this time, even if you want to retreat, it's too late. In the face of the powerful wind and thunder cavalry, Han Yu rose up a crazy excitement. The blood was boiling all over his body, and there was no sound in his ears, only his heart pounding heartbeat and the sound of thunderous horseshoes.

"Boom-"

The bronze shield supported by the Fanyang warriors with flesh and blood collided with the cavalry shrouded in Mengyang steel, as if the world had broken into powder in this impact.

The war horse hiss, and the cavalry first touched the Fanyang warriors while adjusting the spear on the saddle, picking up the enemy in front of him into the air. The sharp sword in the other hand was condescendingly killed. The violent extreme north war horse opened its mouth and bit it. The broad chest knocked down the warrior like a wall and rolled under the iron hoof. The poor guy turned into meat mud in an instant.

As if harvesting mature wheat, Mengyang cavalry did not say a word, but raised the knife and fell down, and the horse flew forward, easily tearing off the paper-like defense. The silver wind and thunder cavalry was like a long sword, piercing and destroying the Fanyang army.

Han Yu looked blankly at the defeat of his warriors and saw them die tragically under the horses' hoofs of wind and thunder, as if he were watching ordinary things without any regret.

He could have told the warriors in advance to pretend, and he could have pretended to retreat, which would kill many people less. But he didn't. The young captain's heart is like iron. He can see that this ten thousand Yanzi army can't stop the broken Mengyang iron horse anyway. No matter how it is, it has to be washed away. It simply doesn't matter whether these guys live or die, and let the Mengyang warriors feel that they are going to defend and delay the time so that they don't doubt it. .

"Death war, don't retreat!" Han Yu Cema stood on a high ground and roared, condescendingly overlooking the whole battlefield. The silver iron flow had almost swallowed the whole military town. A fiery red warrior's army rode together with the wind and thunder. From a distance, it looked like a dazzling red lotus on the ice.

"Your Excellency, why don't you let the warriors retreat? I can't keep it!" A lieutenant next to him whispered.

"It doesn't matter. Mengyang people are anxious to break out and don't have time to kill. This 10,000 people can live at least 7,000 or 8,000. Fanyang warriors have not seen blood for 20 years. This pain should be taken as a lesson. Han Yu said with no expression on his face.

"With so many lives lost, General Yan can't explain to the imperial capital!"

Han Yu sneered, licked his lips, and smelled the bloody smell, as if it opened his appetite. Explain to the imperial capital? Ha ha, even if General Yan kills these warriors, there is nothing to blame on the imperial capital. It was His Majesty who unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, and it was also His Majesty who was ordered to kill the donkey in the face. This is a self-eating result. Hit yourself in the face!"

The captain's speech was blocked and he didn't know how to refute it. Fanyang's 20 years of peace and prosperity have passed. Since Mengyang's iron horse broke through the country, more and more people have realized what a serious mistake it was to destroy the military system in those years. Now the whole Fanyang is watching General Yan's movements. No matter what General Yan does, he can make a famous in history. But the greater the credit of General Yan, the worse the future may be.

Is it possible to expect His Majesty Ming Chan to bow his head and admit his mistake?

The wind and thunder horse finally tore up the defense line of the Fanyang warrior and galloped all the way east, leaving a messy camp and fragmented corpses trampled by the war horses. The frightened Fanyang warrior gradually came to his senses and felt great awe when he saw the team of cavalry in silver armor leaving. There were also wind and thunder warriors who accidentally fell off their horses. The silver-white armor was particularly dazzling, and no one dared to lift their armor and cut off their heads.

Next, the wind and thunder cavalry should collide with the Yanzi Army commanded by General Yan and the Cang navy under the command of Li Siam. With these two famous generals who have shocked Fanyang for decades, those arrogant wind and thunder cavalry will never escape so easily.

Han Yu looked back in the direction of Qinghe City, sneered at the corners of his mouth and shouted, "The whole team, go into the city to kill the enemy!"

The wind and thunder ride is like thunder, which is very good, but without the heavy support of the soldiers, how can it be rampant? Fanyang can't help but kill these cavalry wrapped in iron shells, but they are very good at killing pawns.

100,000 people died in Qinghe City, so let your Fanyang die in Qinghe City to comfort the dead.