Chapter 282 Xiliang Lion

The sound of the weapon came out of the sheath, and the sound of the soldiers gasping sounded.

The rain and fog dispersed, and Wei Yan's eyes were not the imaginary Iron Cavalry Regiment.

What is approaching is actually the fish scale shield array formed by dozens of huge infantry.

The shields held by these Qiang peds are nearly one person high, stacked and impermeable, and dozens of shield arrays pushed forward, straight up like an iron wall.

Such a military array, let alone Samoke, even the knowledgeable Wei Yan saw it for the first time, and the 5,000 barbarian soldiers were all surprised and stunned.

Wei Yan frowned slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

In the rumbling steps, the enemy's shield array was steadily pushed to the south, and soon entered the range of the crossbow.

Wei Yan urgently ordered the arrows to be fired, and more than a thousand elite crossbow hands bent the arrows, making the flag shake, and the rain of arrows like flying locusts drew arcs one after another, pouring towards the enemy like a net of heaven and earth.

However, the effect of the arrow attack surprised Wei Yan.

Ma Chao, the shield used by the fish scale army, is not only tall, but also extremely thick. The ordinary bows and arrows used by the Southern Army can't be penetrated at all.

The pouring rain of arrows hit the big shield, and the tinkling bells were bounced down one after another, but it did not cause any real damage to Ma Chaojun.

It's the first time I've seen such a strange scene. Even the Wuxi barbarian army, known for its fierce fighting bravery, can't help but shake their high fighting spirit when they see such an indestructible enemy.

"Damn it, what the hell is Liu Bei's dog thief playing!" Shamoko couldn't help scolding, and there was a little anxiety and confusion in his ferocious face.

When the arrows were fired here, Ma Chao's army array was approaching more than 50 steps. At this time, the enemy's shield array suddenly separated to both sides, and thousands of cavalry rushed out of the array in a blink of an eye, and the wind and lightning rushed to the two wings of the southern army.

"Well, it's true that I hid the cavalry behind the shield array. Ma Chao, I, Wei Yan, are not so easy to deceive."

Wei Yan, who had known it for a long time, decisively ordered that the square army array changed slightly and changed it into an arc-shaped array.

The cavalry attack is nothing more than a detouring flank, which Wei Yan has been prepared for a long time.

Although the fish-scale army of Ma Chao's army effectively resisted the long-range attack of the army's arrows, so that its cavalry could launch an impact at close range, Wei Yan's army had the advantage of the land.

The southern infantry array with a back water array, with a slight change at both ends, can hold the river at both ends, like a moon, blocking the flanks that the enemy wants to attack.

Because there is no defense of the chariot, this formation is slightly inferior to the "moon array" used by Liu Feng in those years, but Wei Yan believes that the copper wall composed of a big crown and a long gun is enough to resist the impact of Ma Chao's army.

The order was issued, and the long weapons such as the halberd came out from the cracks of the shield, like a forest of death, revealing a ferocious murderous atmosphere.

Fifty steps away, the enemy horse will come in a blink of an eye.

However, something unexpected happened to Wei Yan again.

Ma Chao's cavalry did not rely on a strong impact to launch a slam as he imagined. When these thousands of fierce cavalry approached the southern army for more than ten steps, they suddenly turned their horses' hoofs, passed in front of the southern army, and took the opportunity to throw out the weapons in their hands.

And those thrown weapons are not ordinary spears, but slender javelins.

The slender javelin was thrown at a close distance. The bronze head penetrated the southern army with a strong penetration. It could not help but easily penetrate the wooden lin of the southern army, and even the armor of the pawns could be pierced together, and the javelin through the gap pierced two or three southern soldiers together.

Being shot by an arrow is not enough to kill, but if you give this javelin, no matter how strong the soldier is, he will immediately lose his combat effectiveness.

The Ma Chao Legion launched an attack at such a close range, and the hit rate was even higher. The rain of the javelin shot, and the four or five hundred soldiers of the Southern Army on both wings were immediately tied into a kebab.

Those comrades-in-arms who were pierced with meat skewers died and did not die for a while, but they could not move. Like grasshoppers worn on the grass, they howled, rolled and struggled painfully.

This bloody scene and such horrible attack methods are enough to terrorized any iron-blooded warrior and immediately disintegrate the fighting spirit of the Wuxi barbarians.

At the beginning of the retreat, the panicked barbarian soldiers began to turn around and run to the river bank.

Wei Yan was both shocked and angry. He really didn't expect that Ma Chaojun would use such a strange tactic.

From Changsha to Luoyang, as the first general under General Liu Feng, Wei Yan is almost invincible, but now, his carefully arranged military array is so easily defeated by the enemy that Wei Yan can not be angry.

In anger, Wei Yan scolded repeatedly and strictly ordered the soldiers not to retreat, but the defeat had been achieved. Neither the barbarians nor his Jingzhou army could stop.

As an excellent commander, Wei Yan is very clear that the defeat has been decided, and he has completely lost this battle.

The ability necessary for a good commander is to accurately judge when to attack, when to retreat, and even when to "take their lives and escape".

At this time, Wei Yan was only angry for a moment, so he decisively turned around and retreated all the way to the pontoon bridge.

Wei Yan should be grateful that if he was facing a traditional cavalry, such a defeated situation, the enemy's iron horse chased after him like a tiger driving a sheep, and he and his defeated soldiers would face the danger of being annihilated by the whole army on the beach.

However, although the javelin tactics used by Ma Chao's special cavalry regiment are lethal, the mobile surname is poor.

Because after the cavalry threw the javelin, they had to return to the fish scale shield to replenish the javelin, turning back and forth to continue to chase the enemy, and this time gave Wei Yan a valuable opportunity to escape.

Therefore, when Ma Chao's cavalry attacked again, Wei Yan had already rushed to the pontoon bridge, and thousands of defeated troops abandoned the barracks that were still under construction and fled from the pontoon bridge to the south bank of the Yellow River.

When Wei Yan wisely chose to retreat, Samoco of the former army was still fighting in blood.

The barbarian general was ashamed and angry that his elite army was defeated by the enemy. Samoco, who was so angry, beheaded several fugitives in a row and led more than a thousand guards. Unexpectedly, he was defeated and killed the enemy in the opposite direction.

In the fish scales, the majestic general in the golden horse and white robe smiled.

In the smile, it is both ironic and murderous.

Since the Battle of Tongguan, Ma Chao has not killed so happily for many years.

In today's battle, he was not going to fight in person. He wanted to sit back and watch his subordinates and easily defeat the enemy, but the thousand stubborn enemies aroused his fighting spirit.

With a tiger roar, Ma Chao danced a silver gun and came out of the horse.

The fish scale array broke open, and five thousand steps rushed up, chasing the Xiliang lion.

The turbulent iron flow roared.

In an instant, the two armies fought in one place.

Blood splashed, people turned over, and Samoco's most elite subordinates were knocked down two or three hundred people in a blink of an eye.

At the moment of colliding with the oncoming enemy horse, Shamoke's figure was slightly off, avoiding the spear from the thorn, and the big knife took the opportunity to cross. With a "p", a bloody head flew into the air.

Just beheaded one person, and then two Qiang soldiers came, and the long iron gun stabbed straight at Samoko's face.

Shamoke roared, and the big knife went up. With force on his arms, he easily bounced the enemy's general away, swept the steel knife fan tightly, and passed by like the wind, cutting off the two Qiang soldiers.

The big knife danced like the wind, cutting off the enemy horses one by one. Shamoke rushed left and right, as if entering no man's land, completely ignoring the sound of gold on his side.

Just as he was red-eyed, as far as the corners of his eyes could see, suddenly a tall figure in silver armor and a beast's helmet, mixed with a large crowd of people rushed towards him.

Although Shamoke is a southern barbarian, he has also heard of the name of Xiliang Jinma Chao. He suddenly saw that the extraordinary enemy was half killed. He guessed that most of it was Ma Chao, who was famous all over the world, so his murderous spirit soared and he waved a knife to meet him.

In a blink of an eye, Ma Chao rushed to him with a scorching wind. Under the huge beast's helmet, the soul-chasing eyes made the fearless Samoko's heart tremble.

At the time of horror, the huge silver gun, like a silver lightning, came to his face with endless strength.

Shamoco didn't think much about it. He was eager to raise the knife and carry the strength of his whole body to compete.

In the roar of metal, Samoco was shocked all over.

The hegemony and speed of Ma Chao's shot actually had a kind of landslide-like power. The explosive impact caused by the attack only shocked Samoco's muscles all over his body, and his big body almost fell off the horse.

The place of the tiger's mouth is even more hot and painful. You don't have to look at it. You must have cracked the tiger's mouth.

"Xiliang Ma Chao, Guo..."

When Samoko's thoughts were too late to circulate, Ma Chao's ape's arm moved, and the second shot had been hit by the chest, and the sharp wind brought by the gun front pierced into the eardrums.

Shamoke didn't think much about it. The big knife didn't block it, but swung to Ma Chao's shoulder.

With a fight, Samoco knew that his opponent's martial arts skills were much higher than his own, so he took such a desperate fight.

Who would have expected that Ma Chao's change was extremely fast. The gun was halfway, and he suddenly turned. The barrel of the gun hit diagonally and hit Samoko's elbow.

Shamoke was shocked. He urgently withdrew the knife and returned to the guard, but the knife had not yet unfolded. Ma Chao's third shot had been marked from under the ribs and went straight to his face.

At this moment, Samoco really realized how great his strength was with Ma Chao.

This Xiliang Jinma Chao's fast gun skill has reached an unparalleled level. Every shot is as fast as lightning and thunder.

Shamoke saw that the shadow of the gun in front of him was messy, as if countless rainbows wrapped around him. He couldn't see the opponent's move at all, and he could only blindly dance the knife randomly.

After 20 moves, there was a scream in the regiment.

Shamoco was like a slapped top, with several blood holes on his body spraying blood, screaming and falling down from the horse.

(to be continued)