Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 305: Break the formation
Jianjun Barracks
The sky was clear after the rain, the sky was blue, clean and bright, the sun was rising, and the sun was shining down to form a mist. The army camps were lined up, and the tents were neatly arranged, and soldiers were patrolling.
"Ha, hey"
The soldiers pulled out for training, and the hey and humming continued, and the ground was still a bit damp, and a lot of cooking smoke was rising not far away, and they were cooking.
"Pei Ziyun won Baoyang County, and all the people Xie Chengdong brought were killed in battle, only one person was spared!" This news was passed to the main account, but the main account appeared gloomy and gloomy. When the outside came in, it was as dark as night. , Xiaowei just finished the report, standing with his hands down, while Zhao Yuan's face was distorted, his muscles twitching, he looked terrifying.
Zhao Yuan walked a few steps in the tent before he managed to suppress his anger and fear, and he couldn't help but think of Jibeihou's instructions.
Zhao Yuan is an old man who has followed Jibeihou for many years. Before the incident, he was only Yingzheng, and he was still in the list of reductions. Seeing that he had fought for more than ten years, there was no credit and hard work, but he was eliminated. Official, he felt resentful in his heart.
The old boss Jibeihou uprised, not only did he not cut, he became a guerrilla general. Others didn't know how he felt, he just wanted to do his best.
At this point, he also faintly knew that not only the lord, but there were also people from King Lu who wanted to get rid of Pei Ziyun. His task was to cooperate tacitly with strangling Pei Ziyun, and even to take Baoyang County to open the situation.
But now that Xie Chengdong's people are all dead, this plan is completely useless. He took a breath and asked: "How is the situation now?"
"There are still people lurking in the county. According to the situation, there are 700 cavalry. There are 1,500 in Baoyang County, 500 are county soldiers, and 1,000 are sent from the county. The number is worse than ours. Some, but with cavalry, it’s not easy to fight!" The captain said after a little thought: "Moreover, he went out of the city and camped. It seems that he wants to fight with us."
"General, what should I do now? Retreat or advance?" After a long time, the captain asked in a low voice, the guerrilla general is the lowest-rank general, and the captain below is actually his deputy, so it is natural to ask .
Zhao Yuan listened, but hesitated a little. Now his army is 30 miles away from Baoyang County. It can advance or retreat. He has 3,000 people and the enemy is 2,700. But the enemy has 700 cavalry. The county seat cannot be attacked at all, so he will have to withdraw his troops.
Now that the enemy goes out of the city and fights with him, it is difficult to decide.
Zhao Yuan paced for a few steps, just thinking, the lord’s major problem is this person, if I can kill this person, the lord’s great cause can be achieved, how can the war shrink?
More importantly, once the official is defeated, not only will he lose his glory and wealth, he will also have to afflict the three clans!
I have retired now, where can I retreat by then?
It’s just a death, it’s better to fight, Zhao Yuan thought of this, with a grim expression: "Seven hundred cavalry, 1,500 county soldiers, barely able to fight."
"I am going to get rid of this confidant concern for the Duke today." Zhao Yuan said viciously, seeing the captain hesitating, drew out the knife, and cut the case with one knife: "The order goes on, the whole army leaves the camp. Array, decisive battle with Pei Ziyun."
"Yes, General." The captain responded, Yiling.
As Zhao Yuan's order was issued, the horn sounded, and the barracks became deadly, and they did not have much time to pull out of the camp and head towards Baoyang County.
The official road of Baoyang County, relying on a flat land, has already set up a large camp. Although it is a temporary camp, it can be regarded as orderly. It has only been ten years since the founding of Daxu, and the law has not yet been slack, whether it is the imperial army. It is still Jibeihou. There are rules for setting up camps. In winter, the fence is erected, and in summer, trenches are digging.
In the tent, Pei Ziyun took the lead, and there was a sentry to report: "Report...Zhao Yuan has led his army to ten miles away from our camp!"
"Okay!" Pei Ziyun stood up and said: "The order goes on, the whole army will march out!"
The sound of the horn sounded, and soldiers continued to flow out of the barracks, orderly, and the long line was leaving the camp with the fire. After three times, the army formation was completed.
At a glance, Pei Ziyun saw that although there was order, most of the county soldiers trembled slightly. He couldn't help shaking his head, and said, "Pan Hu!"
"The label is here!" A school lieutenant stepped forward and responded loudly.
"The enemy has no more than 3,000 people, and the array is thin. I personally led the cavalry to break it. You control these county soldiers. Once our army wins, we will fight together immediately."
"Those who dare not to obey the order, and those who retreat will be cut off!"
These words were murderous, everyone was cold, but Pan Hu said loudly: "Real people, there is no reason for the master to rush into the battle, real people, please sit down, mark the rush, you can't break it, and I will rectify the law!"
Pei Ziyun's jaw head: "What you said is righteous, but there are some good soldiers in the enemy line. The real people must fight quickly and make no surprises."
"Stop talking, just listen to my orders."
In the army, even if Pei Ziyun said so, the general would not be willing, but now the highest official position is just the captain, and the gap is too large. Although I feel that it is not appropriate, I dare not continue to argue, so I have to swallow. , Should be: "Yes!"
In a short while, the military formation slowly approached and stopped at 300 paces, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
In the enemy formation, Zhao Yuan looked at him in armor, very surprised, and asked: "What is this? Pei Ziyun is an imperial commissioner, leading the cavalry?"
After getting the confirmation, Zhao Yuan suddenly laughed: "This person is crazy, even if it is a bait, I swallowed it, and told the whole army that as long as this person is killed, he will be promoted to three levels in a row."
"Pei Ziyun is an imperial envoy, and he controls the four states and one hundred thousand troops. He dares to bet like this. How can I retreat?"
"Whoever dares to retreat, it's up to you to kill."
"I tried my best today, and I have to take this bite too!" Following his grinning order, the entire army was slowly buffered!
As soon as the Ji army moved, Pei Ziyun immediately dispatched, and the seven hundred cavalry followed Pei Ziyun. In the first hundred paces, the horses were jogging. After one hundred paces, the horses became faster and faster, converging into a stream of iron.
The sound of hoofs rolled, the dust was full, and the earth seemed to be trembling. Zhao Yuan suddenly changed his face. His old army was gone. The cavalry knew it was wrong when he saw the impact, and his recruits might not be able to resist it.
"The bow and arrow will move forward!"
The horses were too fast to move forward. The cavalry had already rushed to the front. The darkness was so heavy that they could even see the expressions of the people in front of them.
"Let!"
"Puff Puff Puff" a rain of arrows fell, and dozens of cavalry immediately rolled down, but it was too late for the second round.
"Lao Ying stepped forward, with the spear lying flat."
"Wow" neatly, the spear team has no more than two hundred people, but when the spears are put down, a row of cold spears is formed, shining with the cold light of metal, this is Zhao Yuan's true capital.
"Hold the crossbow, let go!" In the charging team, Pei Ziyun's words were clearly audible. I saw the charging cavalry, pulling out the crossbow in front to shoot straight, and shooting directly at the sky in the back.
"Puff puff puff" a rain of arrows fell, and the spear ling on the opposite side of Laoying suddenly screamed, and many people rolled off.
"Throw the crossbow, draw the sword, kill!" The cavalry is so fast, when it comes to killing, the cavalry in front has almost rushed to the opposite spear.
"Kill!" It turned out to be the old camp. Although he was attacked, he was a little flustered and his face turned pale, but he gritted his teeth and held his spear tightly, and then pierced them together.
The spear pierced, and a spear slammed into the flesh, and the cavalry in front was filled with holes, sprinkled with blood, which was terrible, but the horses that charged hundreds of meters pressed up with heavy inertia. Suddenly, there were screams in the old camp one after another.
"Kill!" Pei Ziyun secretly thought that this was the case. There are many people who worship the Spear Party. In fact, there has never been an example of spears that can resist cavalry since ancient times, let alone a thin spear formation.
The mystery lies in the charge of cavalry horses, which have a momentum of several tons or more. As long as they are willing to sacrifice the front row, without the chariot trench blocking, the pure spear forest can't stop it.
Dozens of people were loaded down in front, and the entire spear array was broken. The cavalry's long sword was directed towards, and the spearman suffered heavy casualties immediately under the light of the knife, and even the horses trampled directly on and trampled to death. On the ground, some have not been trampled to death, and are still rolling and struggling to shout.
In the **** smell, people are vomiting, and the stream of blood is flowing down, and the new recruits of the army look at it with no expression, their apples are rolling up and down quickly, hesitating.
"Hook sickle camp, come on!" Zhao Yuan yelled. This is a weapon specially designed to deal with cavalry, cutting horse legs, but in fact, this weapon has no effect at all when charging at high speed. Only the cavalry is trapped in the army and the speed is slow. You can cut the horse's legs only when you are slow, so arrange it on both sides.
"Yes, General!"
The lieutenant commanded loudly, and the hook and sickle spear surged up immediately.
Pei Ziyun sneered: "It's ridiculous and overwhelming. Maintain speed and kill!"
Pei Ziyun wears a triple armor and deliberately holds two long knives. The horses are getting faster and faster. Feeling the wind blowing on their faces, Pei Ziyun suddenly has a burning feeling amidst the slight turbulence.
"How can ordinary people, even if they are born with great power, compare with Taoists who have truly refined their bodies to perfection?"
"Wearing a triple armor, weighing tens of kilograms, it can still bear it."
"And my martial arts, even though it is a multitude of troops, can still seize the flaws and vital points in an instant."
At the moment of rushing in, Pei Ziyun's long knife was facing, the knife broke through the air, cut through the pierced spear or scythe, and fell along the flaw--or simply undefended.
How can a veteran be the same as a master?
It's not that no weapon attacked the body~IndoMTL.com~ But it clinked, only a line of scars appeared, and when the knife hit, the heads of people flew out, and blood sprayed directly on the body.
In the spiritual sense, everything became clear, the angry and panicked faces turned into screams, the array of the hook and sickle camp ripped apart, unable to stop a moment, and the sharp spear tip ripped apart The array, following the charging cavalry from left to right, swung the knife down without any obstacle, and dozens of hook and sickle soldiers immediately cut down.
"No, it's impossible..." Zhao Yuan stared in amazement, seeing that he quickly penetrated the hook and sickle camp, behind which were bows and new recruits.
The recruits and the archers couldn't react at this distance. They panicked and wanted to blow up the camp. The deputy captain saw a bad sight, and led his soldiers to rush up. The horseman slashed a soldier who wanted to escape, and roared: "No retreat, no retreat."
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