Chapter 239
Chapter 239
"Brothers! Chop these bastards into pieces!!"
Huang Xu's voice was like thunder, resounding through the sky. The brief and passionate pre-war mobilization instantly ignited the fighting spirit of the five thousand Bingzhou cavalry.
"Roar--!!!"
What responded to him was a thunderous roar, like a gust of wind sweeping across the desert, with an indomitable might. The soldiers' eyes flashed with determination and enthusiasm, vowing to dye this battlefield with the color of their glory.
With Zhao Yun's order, the sound of horse hooves sounded as dense as drums. The war horses seemed to feel the will of their masters, and they galloped out with four hooves. The yellow sand was blown up by the gust of wind, covering the sky and blurring the boundaries between heaven and earth. Only the charging figures and the passionate fighting spirit were left, shining in this chaos.
Zhao Yun and Huang Xu drove side by side.
Their figures were looming in the sand, but it was difficult to hide the tacit understanding of fighting side by side and sharing life and death.
They knew that this battle surrounded by tens of thousands of people might be the most glorious curtain call in their lives, but even so, they had to make this last battle the enemy's eternal nightmare.
"Kill!!"
Kill--As soon as the word came out, it was like thunder roaring, stirring every inch of air. The men of Bingzhou were strong and unyielding, and none of them flinched. Instead, their blood was completely ignited at this order.
They moved in the same way, drawing arrows and putting bows in unison. At that moment, it seemed as if thousands of silver dragons gathered in the void, ready to go.
With an order, arrows poured down like a torrential rain, densely packed, with a whistling sound, and poured madly into those arrogant horse bandits.
Now that all members of the Bingzhou Army have just replaced their compound bows, in terms of range, they have long exceeded the range of all bows and arrows of this era.
The horse bandits had naturally never seen the power of compound bows. Seeing that the Han army actually started shooting arrows from such a long distance, they did not take it seriously at all, because they could not shoot at this distance.
However, the wheel of fate crushed their arrogance at this moment.
When the first arrow accurately penetrated the wind resistance and embedded into the chest of a horse bandit with invincible power, shock and fear spread rapidly like a plague.
Those arrow rains that were once thought to be out of reach have now become a deadly death net, tightly enveloping them, leaving them nowhere to escape
Swish, swish, swish!!!
There were bursts of air-breaking sounds, and a large number of horse bandits kept falling from their horses and attacking.
Seeing this, the horse bandits opened their eyes wide, and unwilling to be outdone, they drew out the bow at their waists, and the arrows were ready to be fired like meteors.
However, when the rain of arrows full of hatred and unwillingness cut through the sky, it seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, and all of them fell into the air, failing to touch the Han army, leaving only a series of helpless sighs echoing in the air.
"Brothers! Don't be discouraged, follow me to charge! We have the advantage in numbers, and we will go straight to Huanglong!"
The leader of the horse bandits spoke like a bell, inspiring morale.
But at this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly ordered all soldiers to retreat and fight guerrillas.
With his order, the Han army soldiers changed their tactics in an instant, relying on their agile and powerful horses under their crotch, holding powerful compound bows, and started a flexible and changeable guerrilla war.
This made the horse bandits very angry.
Because the Han army used all their tricks!
In the past, they were always successful with these tricks, but they were useless when they met the Bingzhou army.
Their horses just couldn't catch up with the enemy's horses, and their bows and arrows didn't have as long a range as the enemy's.
The bandits witnessed the extraordinary galloping of the Han army's mounts, and a trace of greed and astonishment flashed in their eyes. Then they smiled cunningly and decisively ordered the army to break up into small pieces.
They were not reluctant to mobilize all the bandits along the way, laying an invisible net, trying to use endless harassment tactics to wear down the Han army's spirit and speed bit by bit.
In this vast land, the number of people became the most confident bargaining chip for the bandits. They firmly believed that even if the enemy was elite, they would eventually be drowned in the torrent of their human wave tactics.
The Han army squad led by Zhao Yun felt the pressure from all sides, and the originally smooth marching pace was frequently interrupted, like sailing against the current, every step was difficult.
Zhao Yun stood in front of the battle formation, his eyes were like torches, he was secretly calculating, knowing that this was no longer a situation that could be solved by guerrilla warfare, only by burning his boats could he find a glimmer of hope.
Zhao Yun suddenly swung the spear in his hand, the tip of the spear cut through the sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar: "All troops, listen to my order, don't be afraid of the bandits, now we need to work together to find a way out among the thousands of troops, charge!"
Now they can no longer fight guerrillas, they must rush out while the bandit army is surrounding them.
In the vast land of Bingzhou, the iron cavalry of the Bingzhou army is likeThe black storm swept in.
The horse lances they held flashed coldly in the sun. Compared with the simple spears in the hands of the horse bandits, they were not only longer, but also more majestic and sharp. Moreover, their armor was far superior to those horse bandits who lacked iron ore.
Zhao Yun took the lead and led the charge of the Bingzhou Army. His figure was like lightning that cut through the sky. In the first round of offensive, the vanguard of the horse bandits had not yet touched the warmth of the Han army's clothes, but had been ruthlessly penetrated by the long lance. The fire of life was extinguished in an instant, leaving only cold despair and wailing on the battlefield.
With the roar of horse hooves, the iron cavalry of the Bingzhou Army, with the help of the unstoppable impact of the horses, turned the horse lances in their hands into sickles of death. Every time they swung down, they could easily penetrate the bodies of several horse bandits. The scene was like a string of candied haws strung together by children playing in winter, except that the strings were full of fresh lives, not sweet fruits.
When the momentum of the charge slowed down and the speed slowed down, some Bingzhou warriors tried to pull back the heavy horse spears from the enemy's flesh and blood, but found that they were surrounded by the afterimages and desperate struggles of the horse bandits.
How could the bandits around them easily give up such a good opportunity? They have been dormant for a long time, just for this lightning moment.
They are waiting for now.
At this time, the Bingzhou army will decisively give up Ma Shuo, directly hold the Tang horizontal sword on their waists, and start close combat.
At this moment, the nightmare that the horse bandits are most reluctant to face has quietly arrived. The Bingzhou army is not only good at horse speed, but also excellent in archery. The excellent armor they are equipped with, the sharp weapons they wield, and even the superb martial arts revealed in every move and every style are all fatal blows to these desperate criminals.
The battle intensified, and the air was filled with thick blood and indomitable spirit. Every charge of the Bingzhou Army was like a mountain torrent, ruthlessly attacking the bandits' shaky defense line.
The scale of casualties quickly tilted, and the bandits' resistance became increasingly pale and powerless. The defense line was like a sand dune blown up by a strong wind, being swallowed up bit by bit until it was on the verge of collapse.
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