Jade blood gun

Wang Wu didn't see Gongsun Zan, so she was taken directly to the side camp where the camp was built and sentries changed.

An independent small military tent is far away from the crowd and the battle ahead by the baggage cart.

However, the sound of fighting shook the sky!

As if it came from the end of the sky, through looking up, you can see the smoke and dust covering the sky and the ground like a giant curtain. When you reach your ears, you can't really hear it. Only the turbulent voices of people are shouting, washing away thousands of killing spirits.

But the sound of the war drums became clearer and clearer, each beat seemed to be beating on the heart of a person, arousing every clanking man's blood to boil.

But only Wang Wu can listen to the war drum that urges people to go forward and fight as a song soaked in blood and life, and the heart and soul are urging Li Shang.

The army of tens of thousands of people is like a huge machine that is constantly running. The elite generals in the army are all rushing to the front line of the war. Even in this partial camp, everyone is constantly busy.

The number of sentries doubled, sentry horses shuttled back and forth, felling trees and driving piles, and reinforced the camp, like a ring of gears on a machine wheel. No one paid attention to Wang Wu, a spoiled lady who just ran away from home during the war to make trouble.

Wang Wu was in a daze, when suddenly she heard a rush of footsteps running towards her.Turning his head, he saw a young man holding drinking water in his hand, standing in front of him, pale and thin, but his black eyes were full of joy.

"Fan Cheng." Unexpectedly seeing a familiar face so soon, Wang Wu was startled for a moment, but called out the other person's name with certainty.

The young man was stunned for a moment, his nimble eyes narrowed, and once again he showed the kind of eyes that made Wang Wu angry and funny looking at monsters: "How do you know my name is Fan Cheng?"

This familiar expression inexplicably made Wang Wu's heart beat faster and faster following the sound of the drums, relax a bit, revealing a smile, couldn't help reaching out and patting him on the forehead again.

The first thing she did after she arrived at the barracks safely was to find out if anyone had returned from Xindu before.Although it was not easy, she finally found out that a boy named Fan Cheng drove a group of white horses to the camp two days ago, and was almost shot dead by random arrows by the sentry as an enemy scout.

In fact, if the group of white horses were not too popular, even if an unknown boy was shot to death before the gate of the camp, he would not attract much attention, and it would be impossible for Wang Wu to inquire about it.

"What's the matter, are you injured? Why didn't you go with your father...father to fight the enemy?" Wang Wu couldn't help frowning when he saw that his clothes were stained with blood and blood.

"I..." Fan Cheng's face tightened, and the expression of joy just now dimmed. He slowly lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Wang Wu immediately guessed: "But father doesn't believe in Yuan Shao's plan?"

Fan Cheng was frustrated and gloomy, nodded slowly, and then asked cautiously: "But... have you ever borrowed reinforcements?"

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Spears are like forests, sharp and sharp, and iron shields are like walls, indestructible.

The cavalry who reached the peak speed could not stop their pace at all, nor could they stop their pace.Reining in before the battle is tantamount to self-disruption. At this time, any soldiers who stand in front, even if they are their own soldiers who rein in the battle, will hardly escape the fate of being trampled and wiped out.And if war horses trample on each other on the battlefield, what is the difference from seeking death?

Baimayicong, only advance and never retreat!What's the harm in slashing across mountains of swords and seas of fire?

Yan Gang raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't see the cold sharp spear, and the big shield like a copper wall, only the fighting spirit in his eyes: "Come on!"

Everyone in the world thinks that Baima Yicong is a light cavalry soldier, who rides fast with light armor and can come and go like the wind, but he has no ability to attack tough battles.In fact, as long as you have enough courage, whether you break the formation or not has nothing to do with whether you are heavily armored or not.

Baima Yicong is the sharpest fighter in the world.

The horse galloped, and with a command, it seemed to be going to death, and it slammed straight into the rows of sharp spears and hard shields without hesitation.

In normal times, even if the number of ordinary small shields is several times larger than that of cavalry, under the destructive power of war horses, they will be easily knocked over by the knights on horseback with their spears, or at the same time.Although the knights on the horses may be damaged, but the gap in the enemy's formation is opened, the cavalry of the rear team can take the opportunity to rush in, charge at speed, and pass by.

Gongsun Zan fought countless battles, and it was because of the sharpness and bravery of this cavalry that he won the power of the white horse righteousness.

But now, the war horses rushed fiercely, and under the huge momentum, their huge bodies were pierced by sharp spears that were more than seven steps long.

The sound of the sharp blade entering the body was accompanied by mournful hissing and long cries, and a puff of blood sprayed out from the spear, covering the head and face of the later knight.

However, the powerful momentum was still unabated, and the corpse of the war horse passed through the spear, and then slammed into the iron shield, making loud noises like thunder.

Impeded by this, the knights on the horse were thrown out, or hit the shield one after another, or were pierced by the spear, or flew straight behind the iron shield, and fell into the enemy's formation!

On the battlefield, the blood is like a red flower in full bloom, splashing on the white horse, like splashing wantonly on a white canvas.

Behind the iron shield, [-] infantrymen lined up densely next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, supporting each other, supporting the heavy iron shield with human power, and resisting the impact of Baima Yicong again and again.As long as the iron shield doesn't fall down, as long as the spears keep going, this formation will be unbreakable!Bai Mayi took half a step forward from the ultimate difficulty!

More and more white horses were hanging on the spears covered in blood. The heavy horse carcasses made the bamboo spears bend slowly, hanging lower and lower.

In the end, there were screams of all kinds of rushing and killing, the horseshoes were chaotic, and amidst the sound of the impact, there was a slight "click" sound that was almost inaudible. The soldier carrying the spear behind the iron shield only felt that the shoulders that were getting heavier and heavier suddenly lightened, and the long The spear breaks!

Yan Gang's eyes were reddened by the blood of his subordinates, he took the reins without hesitation, the horse under his crotch jumped up in response, and the horse lance swept across with great force.

The iron shield without the support of the spear finally collapsed under the impact of the galloping horses, and the formation of the iron shield was broken!

However, when Yan Gang saw that within the shield formation, behind the spearman and in front of [-] infantry, rows of soldiers stood side by side, with black crossbows firmly on their shoulders, cold eyes, cold arrows , His heart also became cold in an instant.

It suddenly occurred to me that before the war, it seemed that someone sent a message to the lord that Yuan Shao set up a shield array and set it up for Baimayi. His heart is hateful and he should be guarded against it as soon as possible.

How did he answer at that time?

Yan Gang's mouth was parched, he remembered what he said, timid and afraid of getting into trouble, confusing the morale of the army, and being punished for forty!The person who sent the message, regardless of life or death, will never go to the battlefield again!

"Fire the arrows!" Qu Yi, the commander of Xiandeng's dead soldiers, snarled coldly, gritted his teeth, and shouted hoarsely, as if he wanted to shout out all the losses he had suffered under Gongsun Zan these days.

A round of arrow rain followed his words. At such a distance, the crossbow arrows were so powerful that it was impossible to avoid them!Including Yan Gang who rushed to the front, dozens of people were shot and fell off in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the once unstoppable elite Baima Yicong fell in front of him one after another, Qu Yi was so excited that he pulled out the steel knife at his waist and ordered to release arrows again, preparing to completely defeat Baima Yicong in the next round of arrow rain With great vigor, he took advantage of the situation and swung forward.

However, under General Qu Yi's order, what he answered was a burst of confusion that should not have occurred at such a time.Chaos from the rear of our own army formation!

Compared with the longbow, the crossbowmen used by the crossbowmen behind him were easier to operate, and the arrows fired within a short distance were powerful.

But once the crossbow is fired, it takes a long time to load the arrow.Therefore, referring to the ancient method, he divided all crossbowmen into three rows.Cover each other and stagger to gain time to make up arrows.

However, just as the arrows of the first row of crossbowmen retreated, the second row of crossbowmen who were supposed to step forward to fill their positions immediately fell to the ground screaming, caught between [-] infantry and the iron shields. Among the [-] crossbowmen, suddenly a team aimed the cold arrow crossbow at their own family.

In order to resist the galloping horse's impact on the iron shield, the Jizhou army's crowd was so dense that all of a sudden, arrows rained in all directions, and it was the same round of arrow rain. No one knew where the arrows came from, and no one knew. How long will this round of arrow rain last? While Baima Yicong fell one after another, the crossbowmen of the Jizhou Army also fell one after another.Numerous howls, screams, and shocks tore apart Qu Yi's formation of crossbowmen all at once, and the turmoil quickly spread through the army like a tidal wave.

Yan Gang's reaction was extremely fast, only this slow, pulled a dead knight's ownerless horse beside him, turned over and jumped up, crossed the spear in his hand, and gave another order, quickly gathered together and was stunned by the crossbow arrows, gradually Scattered cavalry.

"The crossbowmen retreated, all returned to their positions, the infantry battalion obeyed the order, and stopped the cavalry..." Qu Yi also got on his horse, chopped down several panicked soldiers, and shouted sharply at the same time.

However, before he finished speaking, he felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes, and in desperation, he hurriedly dodged sideways with all his strength.

A sharp arrow flew past his shoulder ferociously, and pierced into the horse's buttocks below him with a "poof".The war horse was in pain, neighing and jumped up suddenly, almost knocking Qu Yi off the horse.

At this moment, a figure flew out from the chaotic hands of crossbows, and hit a knight who fell off his horse with an arrow in his shoulder blade, and took the spear that the knight was holding tightly in his hand with a flick of his wrist.

The tip of the spear drew a circle of beautiful spear flowers in the air, bringing up bloody flower cups, and then a little on the ground, a tall and straight figure jumped up with the help of it, turned over one by one, and jumped onto another unowned horse.

While the rein was being drawn in, the horse turned around, the man stood up, turned around immediately, turned the tip of the gun, and returned the carbine with a neat move, stabbing the shoulder of Qu Yi, who had managed to stabilize his figure from the cold arrow.

Qu Yi's body was involuntarily picked up by the spear and rolled off the horse's back.After all, he was an experienced general, he reacted quickly, roared, rolled on the ground with his knees hugged, took advantage of the opportunity to pick up a saber from the ground, turned his wrist, and slashed towards the horse's leg.

However, just as the blade was raised a few inches, the white horse rushed forward a few steps before his eyes suddenly blurred.

In the past, Baima Yicong gradually recovered his formation, and there were countless people who inexplicably mixed in his own team to hack and kill, but the [-] infantry were far behind the crossbowmen. Spread out a path, and when the infantry was able to press up, less than three or four out of ten of the thousand crossbowmen remained.

Yan Gang cut down several enemy soldiers, and looked at the man who instantly smashed the death situation carefully arranged by Qu Yi.The white horse's silver spear is brave and brave. A long spear is like a dragon going out to sea. The silver light flashes like lightning in his hand. There is no one in front of the horse. He is invincible and unstoppable.Although he was still wearing Yuan Shao's soldier's leather armor, he was inexplicably familiar with the aura that exuded from his bones, as if the white horse and silver spear belonged to him by nature.

With a thought, I suddenly thought of the rumor I heard before the war.

Changshan Zhao Zilong!

The infantry phalanx collapsed like a sea tide, although it was slow, it was unstoppable.If you turn around and walk away at this time, with the speed of cavalry, you may not be able to retreat completely.But the vigor of the whole army, which was acquired with great difficulty, will be completely wiped out.

Three thousand white horses ride finely, they are sharp, and they are pioneers.

Yan Gang gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill!" Zhao Yun held his silver spear high, and when the men and horses he led heard the order, they tore off Yuan Jun's leather armor one after another, and together with all the white horse righteous followers, shouted to kill like a tide, turned around and charged towards the infantry phalanx.

The fierce and brave tiger and wolf division, facing the sword mountain and sword forest, was submerged in the torrent of enemy lines several times their own in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, dust rose up far away in the west, the earth trembled, and the sound of shouting and killing seemed to be in harmony with each other, and a large group of people slammed into the side of the Jizhou army square.

Zhao Yun flew his spear, and when he reined in his horse and turned around, he turned his head and looked at Yan Gang, who was also standing on his horse at this moment, and looked intently at that place.

In the smoke and dust, two large flags with a red background and yellow flags were flying up and down, with a "Liu" and a "Zhang" on them.