Fu Song

Chapter 140 No one is weak

Like a raging flood suddenly crashing into a hard rock, the five hundred light cavalry led by Guo Peng collided with the iron kite led by Xin Jian, and immediately turned back.

Guo Peng's eyes turned red when he saw that his subordinates were easily cut off by their opponents, but their blades could only spark a streak of sparks on the opponent's armor in vain.

It's not like Guo Peng, a heavy cavalry soldier in full armor, has never seen it before.

Li Xu, the commander of the Dingnan Army, has one beside him, and this is also the core combat strength of the Dingnan Army.As for generals such as Guo Peng, it is not that they have not discussed how to defeat such steel monsters on weekdays.

Speaking of which, there are many ways, after all, this arm has obvious advantages and disadvantages in combat.

If the battlefield is large enough and there is a wide space for tactics to be used, light cavalry is absolutely sure to consume this type of heavy cavalry.

But all the tactical discussions have shown that in the situation before him, the hedging between light cavalry and heavy cavalry is not much different from sending them to death.

Guo Peng witnessed the massacre of heavy cavalry on light cavalry with his own eyes. It was the tribal cavalry of the Dingnan Army suppressing Gan Ning.These tribal cavalry are excellent in riding skills and brave in combat, but when they have to attack such heavy cavalry, what greets them can only be death.

Looking at it at the time, there was only excitement and coldness.

But when he was facing such a situation today, when the feeling of powerlessness and despair came to his mind, he had deeply understood the feelings of those tribal leaders back then.

Of course Guo Peng is different.

As the former personal soldier of Li Xu, the general Zuo Qiuming relied heavily on, he was wearing fish scale armor which was much better than Zhajia, and the horse he rode was also wearing leather armor.

The spear in his hand accurately pierced the weakest part of the enemy's armor, stabbing the opponents off their horses one by one. Guo Peng moved forward at high speed, without any reluctance to fight. Behind him, more subordinates relied on him to open the way. forward.

Now everyone knows one thing, in this battle, defeating the enemy is not extravagant hope, as long as they can go back alive, it is considered a victory.

Xin Jian set his sights on Guo Peng.

Guo Peng's armor and his superhuman fighting power all showed that this person is different. Xin Jian still wants to gain more victories, so how can he tolerate this person destroying his gains?

The two collided head-on.

Two spears pointed straight at the opponent.

Neither of them wanted to dodge.

At this time, Xin Jian was extremely grateful for the lesson Xiao Ding taught him in Shanglin Garden in Bianliang. If he encountered this move for the first time, he would definitely be in a hurry and would think of avoiding it first.

It is very difficult for a master to make a move, and once you fall behind step by step, if you want to get back, it will be extremely difficult.

This is a contest of courage.

This is also a contest of skills.

Whoever hides first will be at a disadvantage.

Neither of them evaded at the first time, but stared at each other with wide eyes, showing the desperation of a single throw.

Only when the tip of the gun was about to approach their vitals, the two of them turned their bodies slightly by coincidence, and the tip of the iron gun rubbed against the breastplate and pierced through, sparks splashed everywhere, making the tooth-sickening sound creaking. sounded.

The spear head left deep marks on the armor of both sides.

The two horses crossed each other, Guo Peng didn't see the opponent's face, because the opponent's face was hidden behind the visor, and the only thing he could see clearly was the pair of deep eyes.

Then, he heard the wind from behind.

Horrified, Guo Peng suddenly fell on the saddle. He really couldn't figure out how the other party was able to return his gun and attack him again at this moment.

Of course not guns.

Xin Jian's mace was caught in the gun, even Xiao Ding didn't see how the other party used this mace when he was mentally prepared, let alone Guo Peng who knew nothing about Xin Jian.

There was a muffled sound.

Guo Peng's reaction was fast enough, and the response he made was the most correct choice at the moment, but Xin Jian's mace came too fast, and still hit Guo Peng hard on the back.

Armor can prevent arrows and spears from being stabbed, but for the blow of this blunt weapon, the only function is to disperse the force and reduce the damage.

As soon as the mace went down, Guo Peng's whole body lay on the horse's back, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

An iron kite coming towards him was overjoyed when he saw Guo Peng spurting blood, thinking that there was something to be gained, so he shouted and swung a knife and rode his horse over.

Guo Peng yelled, and spit out a mouthful of blood again, but he waved the spear with one hand, raised it high, and dropped it heavily. Before the iron kite's knife fell, his whole head had already been pulled back by Guo Peng's gun. If it is in the neck, people are naturally dead.

Guo Peng, who pulled out this shot, really frightened the iron kites who came after them, and they couldn't help riding their horses to avoid this fierce enemy general who was spraying blood from his mouth.

With nothing in front of his eyes, Guo Peng finally saw that there was no more enemy in front of him. He continued to ride his horse forward. He looked behind him. There were at most a hundred people who could keep up with him. On the battlefield, it is impossible to get out even if you are entangled by the enemy.

"Follow me and get close to the city wall." Guo Peng roared loudly, and every time he roared, blood spurted out of his mouth, looking really scary.

If someone runs away, someone will naturally chase after him.

When Xin Jian circled his horse and turned his head, what he saw in his eyes was at least a hundred iron kites riding horses and chasing each other closely.

"Careful, come back!" Xin Jian blurted out, but on the noisy battlefield, he shouted with all his strength, and to the ears of others, it was not much different from the buzzing of mosquitoes.

It's a pity that the battlefield discipline of the newly formed Iron Kite is obviously not comparable to that of the Guangrui Army Headquarters, and their knowledge of the battlefield situation is almost zero.Xin Jian's roar could not turn back these hard-working iron kites. At this moment, in their eyes, the running opponents in front of them were the usual yellow copper coins.

There was a buzzing sound, and the howling sound of the divine arm bow on the city wall spread throughout the battlefield in an instant.

That's not one or two bows, but hundreds of divine arm bows shooting at the same time.

Xin Jian looked at his subordinates who were surrounded by the bow of the god arm with some despair.

If it was the feathered arrows shot by other bows and crossbows, it would not cause too much damage to the iron kite that was wearing armor all over its body. Even if the armor was broken, it would still be fatal. But it couldn't be more clear.That damned general of the Punishment Army deliberately led the iron kite into the range of the god arm bow on the city. Within this distance, the god arm bow broke through the armor with ease.

The facts are similar to what Xin Jian saw. After the arrow rain, only thirty or forty iron kites escaped. These people are on the edge of the arrow rain. The rain of arrows, and the other two didn't even have horses, they threw away the weapons in their hands and ran back with their heads in their arms.

Xin Jian turned around angrily, clamped the horse with both feet, and rushed towards the trapped cavalrymen who were still struggling for death.

"Die to me!" He roared, sweeping the gun with one hand and wielding the mace with the other, like a tiger like a flock of sheep.

Guo Peng was supported by soldiers all the way back to the top of the city tower coughing up blood. He went out for [-] rides, but only returned with more than a hundred rides. The city was completely silent.

"General, it's not the headquarters of the Guangrui Army, but the party members. Except for a few leaders, the rest are party members!" Guo Peng said bitterly.

"Where did the party members get these armors?" Someone asked in surprise.

Zuo Qiuming's face was as heavy as water, where did the armor come from?Of course it was given by Xiao Ding.

No one knows better than Zuo Qiuming the imperial court's foreign policy.After these people were recruited in the past, in the eyes of the general, the greatest role they could play was to consume the enemy's arrows and blunt the opponent's swords and guns. No one would care how many people died.And the Fan soldiers also know it well, so their combat effectiveness has never been able to lift chopsticks.

What Guo Peng brought out was the elite under his command. If he lost to the headquarters of the Guangrui Army, he would have nothing to say. After all, the shadow of the famous tree of people is absolutely indistinguishable from a team that can beat the Liao people. .But losing to a group of foreign soldiers made Zuo Qiuming feel extremely uncomfortable.

More importantly, from here, he saw some extremely bad omens.

Xiao Ding was actually able to knead the scattered Hengshan party items together.

Xiao Ding was actually willing to give such good armor to these party members.

This shows that the two parties have established a very high degree of trust.

The party members showed amazing fighting power.

Although they still lack strict organizational discipline, one only needs to look at today's battle to understand that even this weak point, the opponent is gradually improving.

These people actually know how to read the flag and listen to the bugle to advance and retreat.

Xin Jian brought more than [-] iron kites and returned to the main formation a little bit ashamedly.

The reason why he was ashamed was that he didn't stop his men from chasing Guo Peng in the end, which caused some completely unnecessary losses.The reason why he is ashamed is because, as the leader of the iron kite, the most basic rule of order and prohibition has not been fully implemented.

His subordinates didn't have this awareness yet, although they lost dozens of people, they killed more than [-] light cavalry of the Dingnan army. No matter where they were placed, this was an absolute victory.So they shouted excitedly, talked and laughed, and calculated how much reward they could get and how many levels they could get promoted.

Xiao Ding waved his hand, and a group of personal guards came out more and more, went straight to the iron kite, caught the several iron kites who had damaged their horses and lost their weapons, and carried them to the front of the formation, the two of them together The group directly pressed him down on his knees, and the third person pulled out his waist knife with a choking sound.

This posture is to kill people.

It was quiet when the field was neutral.

"Horses can die, and people can escape, but what about your weapons?" Xiao Ding rode his horse and walked up to them slowly, "A soldier lost his weapon, so what is he still alive for?"

As soon as Xiao Ding finished speaking, a cold light flashed across the waist knives in the hands of the guards.

Bleeding.

(End of this chapter)