Fu Song

Chapter 430
From an extreme distance, seeing a tall war horse suddenly appearing in front of him, and seeing the blood-soaked knight waving a long knife that was also dripping with blood, it is completely normal to feel fear in his heart psychological reaction.

After all, when you are standing there, not everyone can feel at ease with the sense of oppression brought by the galloping war horses.

The Wumeng Man infantry, whose formation had just been formed and whose formation had not yet been fully stabilized, also had some commotion.

Whether they, their officers, or Luo Piao himself, they never thought that the enemy could completely break through the cavalry's interception in such a short time.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Luo Piao even had a shadow in his heart.

Why is Song Jun so vigorous?
Is the Song Army on Guizhou Road so powerful?

If they are all so powerful, how sure are they of winning this trip?
At this time, Luo Piao was at least calm.

Because he also saw that although his own infantry was a little flustered, they did not lose their positions and formations. Under the scolding of the officers, they still erected their shields at an extremely fast speed and set up After pulling out their spears, the crossbowmen quickly put their feather arrows on their longbows, and then pointed them obliquely upwards. They only waited for an order, and the overwhelming feather arrows would fly towards the attacking enemy.

It's just that the battlefield is a bit chaotic at this time.

In front of the pawns is the enemy.

Behind the enemy, there are a lot of barbarians chasing after them. Further forward, another group of enemies are fighting with their own side. On the battlefield, the two sides of the enemy and us are somewhat entangled. It may not be so, because it can be clearly seen that these enemies are wearing iron armor on key parts, and they have stronger defense against the damage of feather arrows, while most of the cavalry on their own side are leather armor, and a few even have leather armor. nothing.

Killing [-] enemies and losing [-] to oneself seems a bit uneconomical.

The barbarian army was ready to meet the cavalry charge.

The infantry in the formation is not afraid of the cavalry charge, of course, except for the first two rows.

It's a pity that, as vanguards, they couldn't even take a step back under such circumstances, because behind them, their companions were firmly supporting them.

All they can do is pray that the enemy will not come at them.

No matter whether you are wearing a shield or not, no matter whether you are holding a spear or not, when a horse weighing more than a thousand catties collides at an extremely fast speed, the end result will be broken and broken, and the person in charge of these things, the structure is more These things are even more fragile, so how can they be good?
Life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, this is really not a casual talk.

It is a wise saying piled up with countless blood and lives.

Dead, nothing left.

If you are alive, you may be promoted.

Those who are afraid of death are of course not able to get promoted.

But those who are brave may not have a chance to be promoted.

Whether you can be promoted or not, sometimes it really depends on whether you have the life.

Just like when you throw a dice, you can never know which side of him will be up.

However, cheaters are excluded.

No matter what these wild riders were thinking at this moment, the guys in the first row who were holding the big shield with their bodies even roared hysterically, trying to use their roar to alleviate their fear, but the expected heavy impact did not happen. When he arrived, the sound of horseshoes passing in front of him could be heard clearly.

Wang Zhu passed by.

He pulled out a bamboo tube stuck in his waist, bent down, and hid in the back of his body. He touched the burning sparks on the ground and ignited the fuse hanging from the bamboo tube. Then he turned over and appeared on the saddle again. With all his strength, he threw the bamboo tube towards the flying Wang Qi.

The same as Wang Zhu's movement, the dozens of cavalry from the protruding Sirius army all made this movement without exception.

Luo Piao didn't know what it was, but subconsciously thought that it must be extremely dangerous. He got off his horse in a hurry, and then the surrounding guards rushed up, and the shields gathered together with a clattering sound. On top of the head, a cover was formed, covering Luo Piao tightly.

This reaction, this action, I have to say, is worthy of being a strong team.

Then, the sound of explosion came.

Like a bolt from the blue!

Not one sound, but a series of thunderbolts from the blue exploded over the infantry formation.

It wasn't the neatly lined pawns who were in chaos first, although the situation where the bamboo pipes fell and exploded was a bit miserable.

Some people flew up.

Some people were stunned on the ground, no injuries could be seen, but blood was pouring from their mouths and noses.

The reason why they didn't mess up was because they were all stupid at this moment.

There was buzzing in the ears, and the stars were flying in front of my eyes. At this time, the whole brain became blank, and I lost the most basic ability to think.

So, they didn't move.

However, Wang Zhu also failed to follow the expected tactics. After a small arc, he turned back and charged again.

Because the first to mess up were the thousands of Wumeng cavalry who blocked them and the cavalry of other Syrian barbarian tribes who reacted continuously from the left and right flanks.

Their horses had never heard such continuous and intensive loud noises, especially at such a close distance.

In an instant, these war horses collectively became frantic, and the knight lost control of these war horses.

And these knights themselves are also a little confused at this moment.

On the battlefield, thousands of horses lost control, but the effect of rushing forward according to instinct was completely unexpected by Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei.

They didn't go to the battle, but some of these out-of-control horses from Syria did go to the battle.

The shield was shattered, the spear was broken, and the feathered arrows flew in the air. It was the archer who was hit by the infantry and shot the feathered arrow in his hand in a daze. As a result, many barbarians who rushed over fell under the attack of their own archers. under.

Luo Piao's infantry formation was easily dispersed by his own troops.

Wang Zhu managed to gather more than a hundred riders, and a bunch of cloth strips were stuffed into their horses' ears. Although they could hear the sound, it was far from enough to drive these horses crazy.

But many cavalry of the Sirius Army were also swept up by the frenzied torrent of cavalry from Syria at the moment.

Fan Yifei's Tianwu Army is in a similar situation.

He galloped to Wang Zhu's side, and the two looked at each other, both dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, the enemy has been confused by us. Our own people are sober, and we will find them back in a while!" Wang Zhu has gone through a lot of battles, and he has fought much more than Fan Yifei. , and much crueler.

As he spoke, he looked at the tortoise shell behind the entire army formation.

The battlefield was chaotic, but around the tortoise shell, there were still hundreds of soldiers gathered. As expected of King Wumeng, at this time, there was still someone loyally guarding him, but it seemed that he was about to run away.

"General Fan!" Wang Zhu stretched out his hand, took out an arrow from Fan Yifei's quiver, and pulled out a bamboo tube from his waist, tied the bamboo tube to the arrow, and handed it back to Fan Yifei.

Fan Yifei pulled the bow knowingly, Wang Zhu bent down to pick up a burning stick, and lit the fuse.

"put!"

Following Wang Zhu's shout, Yu Jian flew out with a whistling sound, and the spark was so conspicuous under the eyes of countless people.

Fan Yifei's archery skills are extremely good.

This feathered arrow was accurately shot through the gap exposed by the tortoise shell.

Then, everyone saw that the entire tortoise shell was overturned.

Countless shields flew into the air, rolled and twirled far away.

Because it was tightly covered by countless shields, the damage caused by this explosion was unusually large.

And the most important thing is that Luo Piao's Chinese army flag that was still fluttering in the wind, the Wumeng King's flag was broken by the explosion, the flag was torn, and a small piece fell down along with the flagpole. The other half fluttered in the wind.

"Charge!" Wang Zhu raised the long knife he was wearing and shouted sharply.

Together with Fan Yifei, he led the remaining two hundred cavalrymen around him, and like a sharp blade, he cut through all the obstacles along the way, and killed towards the place where the king's flag was.

Luo Piao shook his body and pushed away the two guards who were lying on him. The loyal guards had already been silent by now, and blood was dripping all over Luo Piao's body.

If they hadn't pushed Luo Piao down at the end and covered him with their own bodies, Luo Piao would have died at this moment.

Luo Piao stood firm, and the wounded guards gathered around him and surrounded him, with their blades pointing outward, aiming at the Song Army cavalrymen who were madly killing them.

Wang Zhu reined in the horse, the horse neighed and stood up, twisting its huge body half-spinning in the air, the huge horse hooves almost brushed against the body of a barbarian soldier and fell down, stomping heavily on the ground with a bang sound. in the dirt.

Pointing forward with the long knife in his hand, Wang Zhu pointed to Luo Piao.

"Wumeng King Luo Piao, die."

Luo Piao took a deep breath, looked at Wang Zhu and said, "The general is very imposing, but have you ever thought about killing me, how can you live alone? Don't look at my subordinates running like wild animals at the moment, but they have turned back When God comes, you will find that there are not many of you? At that time, you will also be dead."

"First, I have never been afraid of death. Second, these trash may not be able to get me. How did I get here? I will go as usual!"

"If it were really that easy, you shouldn't be here!" Luo Piao, who had regained his composure, was extraordinarily clear-headed at this moment, "I believe that Comforter Xiao would think that a living Luo Piao would definitely be better than a living Luo Piao." A dead Luo Piao is more useful. Besides, he doesn't want two generals under his command to die in Syria like this!"

Luo Piao specifically mentioned that Xiao Cheng was the result of his flash of inspiration, because the heads of the two burly men in front of him may not be very easy to use. Guys who are particularly fierce in battle always think about some complicated issues. It's because they like to make complex issues simple. In their own words, they just cut down and there is no trouble.

Luo Piao's own subordinates also have such people.

He was afraid that these two guys would ignore him and kill himself first.

When the time comes, hold your own head, maybe you can really let them escape.

Wang Zhu's bloody head really calmed down a lot because of Xiao Cheng's name.

"A living King Wumeng will allow the two of us to walk sideways among the armies on Guizhou Road in the future!" Fan Yifei put his mouth next to Wang Zhu's ear, and whispered: "When the time comes, what do Li Xin and Han Kai do? , No matter what Tian Zhen and Yang Bin, when they see us, they have to call out brother!"

Wang Zhu couldn't help but grinned.

Li Xin, Han Yan is Xiao Cheng's confidant and favorite general, Tian Zhen is from the Tian family of Sizhou, Yang Bin is from the Yang family of Bozhou, even Fan Yifei in front of him, there is also Yang Wanfu behind him, but he is alone, a widow, um, It seemed like it would feel good to be able to hold your head high in front of these people.

"King Wumeng, you are my prisoner now, put down your weapon, I guarantee your personal safety!" Wang Zhu turned off his horse, wiped the blood from the knife on the body of the dead body on the ground, and said with a smile.

Luo Piao nodded, signaling the surrounding guards to put down their swords and guns.

As expected by Wang Zhu, some cavalry from the Heavenly Wolf Army or the Tianwu Army came back from time to time. Compared with the wild cavalry who lost control and panicked, they could easily find a chance to return in the chaotic scene when they were sober. turn back.

Of course, there are also some who lost their chance to come back forever on the road.

At noon, both Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei knew that those who could come back would probably come back, and those who hadn't came back, I'm afraid they would never come back.

Beside the two of them, there are only five hundred riders left who are gathered together at this moment.

Around them, there were two or three thousand Syrian barbarian infantry gathered around them.

They had no horses and ran slowly, so there was no need to run now.

The enemy's reality is here, but only five or six hundred horses.

Many soldiers of the Tianwu Army and the Tianwu Army are sweating in their hands, because many Syrian barbarians are returning sporadically from the periphery. It is conceivable that they will really fall into the heavy pressure of the Syrian barbarians in the near future. Surrounded.

And in their hands, the only trump card is Wumeng King Luo Piao.

"Two generals, I'm not wrong. Our soldiers in Xuzhou are not scattered. If you really want to kill me, you will probably die now!" Luo Piao looked in good spirits at the moment, and Song Jun even stood up for him He wrapped up the wound, and he found the tattered king flag and hung it on the flagpole again. Now it is standing here and fluttering in the wind!

"Stop talking nonsense." Wang Zhu said, "When we're full, let's go on the road. If they dare to play tricks, I'll kill you first."

Luo Piao shook his head: "That's not okay, two generals, we have to wait for a few people to come before we can leave, otherwise we will all die if one of them doesn't care."

"Wait for who?"

"Wait for Wu Dabang, wait for Dong Kui, wait for them to come, and I can go with the two generals. To be honest, I really want to see Comforter Xiao now. What kind of person is he? I heard that he is only in his twenties, which makes me even more curious." Luo Piao stroked his beard, and sat as firmly as Mount Tai, not at all like a prisoner, Wang Zhu felt depressed for a while. .

(End of this chapter)