Great Han Empire

Chapter 108
Li Hong was ecstatic when he received the scout's news.If a person is lucky, that luck is like a scourge, which cannot be stopped.

It was an extravagant hope to be able to intercept Zuo Xiao's Yellow Turban Army on the plain of Dukang Pavilion as he wished.Cavalry can give full play to all their advantages and strengths on the plains, and they can attack and kill infantry, especially those who lack sufficient training like the Yellow Turban Army.It is a miracle that a dream can become a reality.

No lunatic would let [-] infantry fight [-] iron cavalry on the plain, unless there is absolutely no other way.That's it for now.Zuo Xiao has no way to save his troops.He told the soldiers through drums that bloody battles, and only bloody battles, are the way to survive.surrender?Surrender or die.Huangfusong killed [-] Yellow Turban Soldiers in Xiaquyangkeng. His impression on everyone was too deep and deeply rooted.Since then, who dares to surrender?

The leopards appeared on the Dukang Plain like wild beasts that haunted the mountains and forests, catching the Yellow Turbans by surprise.The generals of the Yellow Turban Army all knew Leopard's previous achievements, and knew that he was elusive. Every time he won by surprise attack, he won more with less, so everyone took precautions.But he did it again, and hit it off.

The low and deep sound of horns "whooped" in the sky, passionate and long.

Li Hong's cavalry army lined up neatly and galloped on the black plain at high speed. They were neither in a hurry nor slow. From a distance, they looked like raging waves rushing towards them. Between the ups and downs, there was a deafening roar. The majestic momentum and majestic power seemed to explode completely with this earth-shattering blow.

Zuo Xiao's complexion was pale, and he looked helplessly at the huge black cloud that was overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Fengyun Cavalry did not appear directly behind the Yellow Turban Army.They very cleverly chose the flanks of the Yellow Turban army as the front of the attack.

The left school arranged the vehicle formation at the front, and the deep echelon defensive formation became meaningless as the direction of the officer's assault changed.On the contrary, their thin front, which was about a mile long, became their fatal weakness.Time, so little time.The enemy appeared too suddenly, and the Yellow Turban Army had enough time to adjust the dense formation. A large force of 3 people is not 3000 people, and it can be said that a dense formation can be densely assembled. With 3 people, it takes hundreds of steps on horseback just to convey the order, not to mention ordering everyone to quickly move closer to the Chinese army.

The only good thing is that the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army faced the overwhelming enemy cavalry without fear or retreat.With the determination to die, they calmly faced the upcoming fight.The enemy riders are running, they are running, running at the fastest speed, getting closer, and gathering densely.But the soldiers also saw that the attack direction of the enemy cavalry was their own flank.Flanks that can collapse at the touch of a finger.

The shadow of death suddenly enveloped the entire plain.

The horns of the charge tore through the thunderous hooves of the horses and the sound of the drums in the enemy's formation, passing by the ears of all the soldiers like a bolt of lightning.

The soldiers of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry Army suddenly became crazy and roared as if they had been stabbed by someone. They roared hysterically one by one, waved their weapons, and rushed towards the middle of the plain like wolves and tigers. A trembling gray dragon.

The spear soldiers were in front, the sword soldiers were behind, and the archers followed. The army presented a giant wild goose-shaped charge queue, rolling over like mountains and seas.

Yantou, the sharp Yantou is Li Hong's Black Panther Yi Cong song.At the front is Li Hong.

It was Yan Liang's first time to participate in this kind of cavalry charge.Behind him are soldiers like a black tide, with bright dense weapons in their eyes, and a huge unbearable roar in their ears, and the blood in their whole body seems to be gushing out with the crazy roar.He was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions. He not only yelled with all his strength with the soldiers, but also swung his tiger-headed broadsword vigorously with one left and one right.

Li Hong straightened up suddenly, raised his spear high, turned his head and roared at the horn soldiers: "speed up, speed up..."

Standing under the banner of the Chinese Army with a spear in his hand, Colonel Zuo looked at the cavalry getting closer and said calmly, "Beat the drum. The spearmen stepped forward, and the archers were ready to shoot."

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the ground under their feet has begun to shake violently.The yellow turban soldiers were fearless in the face of danger, and completed the assembly of various ministries in the last time. Within a distance of one mile, [-] dense phalanxes of thousands of people were formed.Although there is no depth and no protection between the phalanxes, they believe that this is enough to support them. As long as they are not crushed by the iron cavalry in the first time, there is a possibility of counterattacking the enemy.

The ignorant are fearless.It was the first time for these yellow turban soldiers to fight tens of thousands of cavalry troops. They didn't know how powerful the impact caused by thousands of cavalry running wildly was, and how devastating it was.There are only rumors, but without seeing it with your own eyes, who would really believe it?

"Let it go..." Zuo Xiao roared loudly, and the thunderous sound of war drums instantly broke through the roar of thousands of galloping horses and soared into the sky.

Thousands of arrows fired.

The shrill alarm horn rang through the entire cavalry army at the same time.Almost at the same voice, all the cavalry soldiers raised their shields, and Li Hong who rushed to the front was no exception.At this time, the distance between the two armies is 120 steps, which is the range of the infantry's strong bow.The storm is huge and not suitable for cavalry to carry.Cavalry warriors are basically ordinary light bows, with a range of sixty to eighty steps, and very few have a range of one hundred steps.

The dark clouds formed by the dense long arrows drew a beautiful arc in the air, they howled mournfully, and shot towards the swarming cavalry.In an instant, the dark clouds penetrated into the top of the rough waves, turned into groups of water splashes, and then merged into the waves without a trace.

There are 300 Fengyun iron cavalry in a horizontal row, about [-] steps apart, and the depth is longer, with a distance of more than [-] steps between the front and the back.Faced with such a huge impact formation, no matter how many long arrows were thrown in, they all fell into the sea and disappeared.

The iron cavalry was running wildly, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a landslide and an earth splitting, it was earth-shattering.

"Shoot..., salvo..., dense salvo..."

Zuo Xiao was shocked by the iron cavalry rushing towards him like mountains and seas, his calm face finally showed fear, and the despair in his eyes became more intense.He screamed frantically, screaming over and over again, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.

The flags of various colors that gave orders frantically repeated the same action as the left commander shouted.

The archers in each phalanx looked excited. They quickly took out long arrows one after another from their quiver and poured them out to their heart's content.

The sky is full of dense long arrows, unscrupulous long arrows.

The Fengyun cavalry was tightly suppressed under the shield.From time to time, soldiers were hit by arrows and fell off their horses, or flew out together with the horses that fell down.The soldiers became angry, and the roar became more and more bloody and tragic, and the hatred burned fiercely in the hearts of every soldier.

"Full speed..., full speed ahead..."

Li Hong's whole body was tightly attached to the horse's back, roaring hoarsely, and the mournful sound of horns echoed over and over again in the trembling field.

Passing through the death arrow array, only by rushing through the death arrow array can casualties be avoided.After the dozen or so platoons of the front army passed the range of the enemy's strong bow, it was their turn to shoot.At this time, Li Hong had clearly seen the frightened faces of the spearmen of the Yellow Turban Army.

The two armies were fifty paces apart.

"Up arrow..." Li Hong stood up again, holding the gun in one hand and the shield in the other, with his arms outstretched, roaring towards the sky.The long horn blared.

The first two rows of soldiers who were running wildly put down their shields suddenly and raised their crossbows. The cavalry soldiers in the next few rows who were out of the shooting range of the strong bows were ready to shoot.

"Let it go..." Li Hong roared wildly, and the guns and shields in his hands clashed with each other, making a loud noise.

The whistle of the crossbow arrows tearing through the air was shrill and piercing. They flew into the air in parallel and shot at the spearmen who were waiting in formation on the opposite side at an unimaginable speed.In an instant, hundreds of soldiers fell on the forward position of the Yellow Turban Army.

Long arrows roared out.They hid under the enemy's long arrows, let out a shriek that pierced the heart and lungs, and rushed towards the soldiers in the phalanx with their teeth and claws.

Arrived in an instant.

Suddenly all sounds seemed to disappear on the battlefield, the roar of galloping horses, the roar of soldiers on both sides, the roar of long arrows, the sound of war drums, and the sound of horns, all disappeared, returning to a complete silence.

The only thing left in my ears was the sound of impact, the shocking waves hit the rock as hard as iron, making a deafening bang.

Zuo Xiao looked at the soldiers flying in the air in pieces, his eyes were tearing apart, and his heart was like a knife. They were like fallen leaves in a strong wind, and like splashes of water, powerless and helpless, surrounded by bloodthirsty beasts. Fengyun cavalry wantonly devoured weak lives.

"kill……"

Zuo Xiao raised his spear high and rushed forward with his own guards and soldiers without hesitation.Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of you, you have to kill them without dying.

The sound of the war drum was like thunder, violent and passionate, he was like a god standing in the air, inspiring countless yellow scarf soldiers to kill, kill, until they died.

"kill……"

The soldiers of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry roared loudly, like hungry tigers descending the mountain, carrying smoke and dust all over the sky, they were drawn into the phalanx of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The war horse was galloping wildly, and narrowly collided with everything that could be touched with great force, destroying all obstacles that blocked his progress.

Soldiers on war horses wielded knives and spears, slashing and killing at will, so busy that they didn't even have time to breathe.The archers followed behind, shooting out one after another of incomparably sharp long arrows at will, facing the dense crowd, each arrow could take away an innocent life.

Blood was splashing, stumps were flying, corpses were rolling, and horses were trampling.

On the bloody battlefield, swords are flying everywhere, spears are howling, arrows are howling, and war horses are neighing.

The sound of metal and iron clashing together, the roar of soldiers in fierce battle, the screams before dying, the sound of thick and violent drums, the sound of loud horns, the roar of horses running and colliding, under the pain The mournful hissing, all kinds of voices intertwined in the blue sky, in the dust and mist, drifted with the wind on the empty plain, the strong smell of blood rose to the sky, and the smoke made the pale sun dizzy, hiding in the into a thick cloud.

The dense formation of the yellow turban soldiers is like a lump of iron. The spearmen and halberd soldiers are outside, the swordsmen are in the middle, and the archers are in the middle. Just like a solid rock standing on the bank of a river, I am not moved by the rushing water.

The iron knight soldiers are like wild rivers and violent torrents, slamming into the enemy's formation fiercely, they slashed and devoured frantically again and again.The front wave has just been beaten, and the back wave roars in. One wave is higher than the other, and it hits endlessly. Every wave is a thunderous blow, taking away countless blood and lives.

Following the thousand-step-long formation of Fengyun Iron Cavalry, they raked past the Yellow Turban Army's dragon-like thick body like a hurricane fiercely like an iron rake, and the Yellow Turban Army suffered a devastating blow, and its thick body began to become scarred , bloody and bloody, and then gradually lost resistance, and soon the long dragon turned into a dying soft dragon.

The defensive formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers suffered heavy casualties under the impact of the endless iron cavalry. Gradually, the square formation became an irregular jagged formation, and its power was greatly reduced. The iron piles became sand piles, and the sand piles were slowly eroded by the river. , washed away, getting smaller and thinner.

But they persevered tenaciously, the formation was not overwhelmed, it was still a complete dragon, not divided, Ling Chi.

The yellow turban soldiers were engrossed, their eyes widened, and they tried their best to stop the enemy. They didn't even have time to breathe.Rushed up, and then rushed up, the soldiers in front were mercilessly swept away by the cavalry, and the soldiers behind filled in without hesitation.Kill until death.

The former army of Fengyun Iron Cavalry was still running wildly, but they were not running in the enemy's formation, but running on the empty plain.Behind is the Chinese army swarming in. Everyone just wants to slow down, unless you don't want to live.The rear army is now crossing the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. They are fighting bloody, and the sound of killing is earth-shattering.

Li Hong looked back and saw that the front army was already [-] steps away from the battlefield, which was enough to keep the formation unchanged and turn around at high speed.

"Left and right in columns... in columns..."

"Turn left and right..."

"Hit back... hit back..."

Li Hong roared with all his strength, and as his roar sounded, the horn soldiers blew the horn with all their strength.

(End of this chapter)