The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 131: Dead battle
went to Beimang alone, Chapter 131, a deadly battle[Update time]:2013-07-18
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The two armies confronted, a black-clothed boy in front of the battle was holding two corpses in the crow bar. Before the cavalry behind him started charging, he threw the corpse into the air in the direction of Dong Zhuo, and fell into two after falling to the ground. The mud of the beach, such provocations made the eight thousand cavalry behind the banner of Dong gnashed their teeth, increased their strength to hold the spear in their hands, and subconsciously clamped-tightly on the belly of the horse. These veterans who had battled the battlefield took advantage of the gap to pay attention to what is in the hook. Once the weapons are embedded in each other's formation, and if you grab a bit of reckless knives in the morning, you will have more chances to kill and survive. A bright flag with red letters on a black background is fluttering in the wind. For the Dong army on the plain against the wind, the horse's gallop will be slowed to a certain extent, but when the old soldiers look up at the scarlet Dong army , Suddenly no distracting thoughts. Only waiting for General Dong's order to crush this exhausted division, which is only half of his own, into ashes.
Many horsemen chanted a simple poem in their hearts: Dong Jiaerlang immediately stabs and spears, and dies on horseback.
Dong Zhuo holds a green spring spear in his hand. It was once the treasure of the mountain in Tibingshan. Dong Zhuo became a son-in-law, and he was given away as a dowry by the lord of Tibingshan. There are eighteen horses behind Dong Zhuo. The armor and armor of Dong Zhuo are not unusual, but unlike Dong Ziqi, they hold spears and saddles in their hands. How can the weapons come in hand? The solemn murderous arrogance of no veteran is relatively leisurely, but the leading school lieutenant who has always been known for his eyes higher than the top did not take the slightest light, especially looking at a clean old man sitting on horseback empty-handed. He was somewhat sincere. In awe. After all, Tibingshan's second place, not everyone has the ability to sit.
The boy started running with a terrifying black tiger. Dong Zhuo's Luquan gun pointed to the ground, and suddenly raised it, moving forward a little bit.
The two armies charged almost simultaneously. When the two cavalry armies are far enough apart, it’s not that whoever starts the forward rush first will dominate. If the distance is too large, morale will often start to decay after a blast, and the transparency delivered by the first spear will also be compromised. However, in this confrontation, the distance between the two sides before the collision can be guaranteed to maximize their respective horse speed and impact.
The earth trembled under the hammer of a horseshoe, and the yellow sand filled it.
The two frontiers are advancing at a thunderous momentum.
Ordinary riding battle, whether it is a whistle or a scream, when charging, the rider likes to speak out with strength. Some cavalry with excellent **** and equestrian skills, when the hedge is approaching, in order to prevent the horse from retreating and damaging the speed, they will throw out the horse-covering cloth to cover the eyes of the horse. It's just that the four thousand dragon elephant army and eight thousand Dong Zhuojun are particularly abnormal. There is no such extra action. The **** and the horse rise and fall at the same time, full of silent iron-blood rhythm. More than sixty soldiers from the mountain warriors headed by eighteen horses and four thousand warriors have already rushed out. Dong Zhuo stopped and stood with two thousand horses behind him. The other two thousand horses circled an arc, avoiding the front. From the left and right sides, use an awl formation to stab the relatively weak Dragon Elephant Army.
Dong Zhuojing waited for the final word.
The first contact between the two parties is the flesh and bones.
A dragon elephant rider and a Dong’s cavalryman pierced the breastplate with a spear almost at the same time. The horse continued to charge forward, abandoning the spear and drawing a knife. When the two went sideways, they each made a knife, and the dragon elephant rode a knife. Cut off the North Barbarian’s head, ignoring the heavy damage, and dodge a spear to his side. He was about to slash out a knife desperately, and the Dong’s cavalry behind him fell with a spear. The spear squeezed out an arc in the air. Throwing the cold knife in one hand and holding the spear in the other, the enemy rider let go of the spear and drew the knife, bounced off the cold knife that was flying by, and continued to ride forward silently.
There were two riders and horses colliding with each other. The heads of the horses were crushed on the spot. The pawns jumped up on their horses, and the two spears stabbed the enemy's chest with the momentum. Both sides fell back at the same time, but both held the spears. Before they had time to fight in foot, they would prepare a spear to penetrate their heads for the cavalry on both sides to keep up with the cavalry.
A warrior with amazing stamina can stab the enemy with a spear, and use the remaining force of the warhorse to draw a spear and then kill. A dragon elephant rider pierced the chest of two northern barbarians with a fierce spear, and two corpses fell on the horse. Time is still running together like candied haws.
He clamped a sharp spear under his armpit, unscrewing the Dong's cavalry who hadn't abandoned the spear decisively for the first time, unscrewing the horseback, and cutting off half of his head and the entire shoulder with a single knife.
The Northern Mang cavalry who fell from a horse and were seriously injured but still chopped off the Beiliang horse's legs.
The two armies strangled each other, and they rushed past after a sentence of life and death. Except for a few outstanding officers who did not abandon their spears and spears, they kept smashing enemy horses on the way, but also It is impossible to say that a rider is moving forward slowly, surrounded by a dozen cavalry, letting him sweep and kill with a spear, and it is even more unlikely that he will return to fight for dozens of rounds because of encountering a well-matched enemy general. There is only one exception. In the middle of this long front, there is still a huge hollow circle that is contrary to common sense. When the black-clothed boy jumped up in the air, he patted a thin old man with no weapons on his chest and crashed to the ground. Immediately after being intercepted by eighteen riders or on horseback or dismounted, as long as a general is in the battle, he will always be an eye-catching figure destined to suffer the tide of offensive in the Spring and Autumn Period. This kind of character becomes a big cutting board, flesh and blood. Layers of corpses were superimposed. After the black-clothed and barefooted Xu Longxiang led his army into the North Mang, even if it had been deliberately targeted at Wazhu, it was still not really stopped until today.
The old man in the green shirt is just the Gongpu under the mountain of Tibing. His internal strength is strong, and he has proved the martial arts with the mountain lord all the year round. The remaining seventeen horses are all brave men who fight against the mountain, let alone four. More than a dozen soldiers in Penglai carried the Ding slaves. All of them were one foot tall and were born as powerful as an ox. After practicing martial arts, they were soaked in the medicine tank and tempered to the realm of the people of the rivers and lakes called the pseudo-Vajra. It's a pity that I met Xu Longxiang, who was born with King Kong. As long as he was torn apart by the young man, he would be dismembered. In the big circle, a dozen Penglai slaves who lacked arms and legs had already lain down. At this time, Xu Longxiang ignored the sword stab of a Tibingshan swordsman, punched through the heart of a ding slave, slowly pulled out his heart, and threw it on the ground. The sword stabbed in the back of the middle-aged swordsman. Shocked, this son clearly did not rely on the Qi machine to float around to resist the addition of sharp weapons. He has been immersed in the sword for 30 years. He is quite conceited that a sword in his hand pierced the heart of the young man. Into the flesh. The black-clothed young man was extremely slow when he was slow, and faster when he was fast. He felt that the Qingfeng long sword was not sharp enough. He leaned back and took the initiative to lean on the lingering blade of the green mans. The small famous sword on the rivers and lakes was bent in an instant, and then broke. The young man leaned back too fast. Not only did the swordsman break off the sword, but the whole person was knocked into flight. Falling down, falling into the loess, and dying too hard to die again.
The black tiger leaned up into the sky and screamed, buckling the fuzzy corpse of a Penglai giant under its claws, and with a light hook, the corpse was shattered and the blood was soaked in the yellow sand.
The black tiger pounced to the next burly giant.
Gong Pu, who is not eager to wrestle with the boy in black, yelled angrily: "Naughty animal!"
The black tiger was hit by Gong Pu’s waist and flew out. After landing, he still slid out five or six feet away. Then he shook his head and stood up. As soon as he mounted the soldier and the mountain warrior, he picked up his spear and stabbed his back to his feet. One foot, the black tiger didn't feel the pain, and he sank on all fours. After gathering his strength, he even culled the man and the horse. The gunman was shocked by the black tiger under the Qi Xuan frame and bit his waist. The beast who was beaten down at the Demon Slayer and confessed to the black-clothed youth, swung his tail as hard as an iron whip, and Penglai Nu drew a blood groove from head to chest behind him, and threw forward another fierce man. The giant man afraid of death, the latter was flushed and held the black tiger's mouth, preventing it from lowering his mouth. The black tiger smashed his entire head down, breaking the giant man’s arm and smashing his head. Fall into the mud.
Gong Pu rushed towards him with an angry face, kicked the black tiger again, and rolled down a dozen or so cavalry.
Xu Longxiang ignored the battles on the Black Tiger side, seemingly understatement and swept his arms, and then cut his arms lazily to a soldier mountain swordsman, grabbed his upper body, spiraled out an arc, and drove a giant carrying a dinghy His chest was smashed. An old swordsman with a dull face like a pear flower rain, every sword pierced the barefoot boy, and then retreated a few feet with the rebound of the sword tip, back and forth, dazzled, and it was more than ninety in an instant. Swords, hands, feet, heads, cheeks, heart, mouth, abdomen, nothing is missing, a series of gold and stone struck, crisp and extraordinary, the old swordsman tried to find out the life of this crazy boy, when a sword was against the center of his eyebrows, he saw the fierce name chasing Beimang Luoyang. The young demon grinned, and then took advantage of the stamina of the sword body to recover slightly, and the swordsman who integrated the Daomen stepping into the body method took a step, and the young man who rushed to the front of him at that moment punched him. On the left ear side, the old man's hurried luck counteracted the seven or eight points of murder, but it was caused by a tremendous amount of force. His body lifted out of thin air like an onion on the head. Xu Longxiang held his feet and poke down toward the ground, like throwing a spear into the ground, the famous swordsmanship. The famous master squeezed his head so that his chest was level with the yellow sand. Xu Longxiang gently kicked off the legs of the master of swordsmanship, caught a glimpse of the masterless sword, hesitated for a moment, bent over and picked it up. Throwing it up gently, both palms against the tip of the sword hilt, a sword shattered the closed palm into countless pieces. Holding the blade with both hands, looking up, saw the two remaining swordsmen, their bodies violent. The two were so scared that they lost their souls. They didn't care about the famous swords, and ran wildly. One of them ran fast enough. When the black-clothed boy slapped his cheek with a palm of his mouth, his mouth was full of fragments and his face was totally unrecognizable. , Bleak and funny.
Another swordsman escaped a catastrophe because of a Penglai giant who went to death, but his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he no longer had the slightest desire to fight. No matter whether he was severely punished by the mountain after the incident, he retreated back. The figure was submerged in the cavalry.
Xu Longxiang was so addictive that he tore off a giant man and was looking for the next target. He was hit by Gong Pu's name, Tishan's shoulder leaning, and he staggered a few steps. Gong Pu rushed into the crown and strode forward. Chong, one step and one pit, both fists tore the air with great force, engulfing the wind and sand, and Fuer gave the young man a violent blow. Xu Longxiang lifted his feet off the ground, kicked Gongpu on the shoulder, and both backed off. After slipping out of a distance of more than ten feet, he stopped his body at the same time. The two men just like the cavalry of the two armies, collided with each other, and Gongpu punched. It hit the young man's forehead, and the young man punched him back on his chest. With the two as the center, a large circle of yellow sand drifted wildly outwards.
Xu Longxiang spit out a mouthful of blood, hit the palm of his left hand with his right fist, raising a grin.
Two smears of blood ooze out of Gongpu’s nostrils, gently wipe off.
Once more than 10,000 troops are put in, then the whole army will fight to death without a single soldier. There is no historical record before the Spring and Autumn Period. In the Spring and Autumn Period, only the concubine’s grave will be fought. The second Yuan Zuozong only left him alone. He dragged the most powerful and powerful 40,000 heavy armored cavalry in Western Chu with 16,000 light cavalry. This allowed Xu Jiajun, who was not yet known as the Northern Liang Army, to complete the fight against the West. The strategic siege of Chu forced the West Chu’s combat power to shrink completely, and eventually led to the so-called Dingchunqiu West Leibi Battle. In that battle, on the grave of the concubine, the sixteen pawns guarding the white bear Yuan Zuozong were all ordinary pawns. , Because more than 30 Xiaowei generals are already dead. At the beginning of that battle, Yuan Zuozong took the lead. From cavalry to foot combat, he killed 16 enemy generals and killed more than one hundred and seven enemy horses with a silver spear. If Chen Zhibao violated the order and led his troops to rescue, Yuan Zuozong was destined to die in the princess grave. When Chen Zhibao in white walked up to the grave, Yuan Zuozong stood with his guns in his hands, his whole body covered with blood, and his face was stained with blood.
Generally speaking, when the loss of military power reaches one-third, the military spirit will begin to disintegrate. In the spring and autumn, there are countless heroes who take advantage of the chaotic times to wait for opportunities to rise. Most of the army with a mixture of fish and dragons encounters elite regular troops. They are often crushed and vulnerable. There are many ridiculous battles where 50,000 to 60,000 insurgents were chased and killed by thousands of cavalry, not to mention the deadly battle. Liyang dynasty officials had their own ghosts, saying that Gu Jiantang sitting in Xu Xiao’s position could also calm the Spring and Autumn Period, but never thought whether Gu Jiantang could bring out a powerful general like Yuan Zuozong, and after the Spring and Autumn Period, it was still a united military spirit. Three hundred thousand iron knights in Beiliang.
The battle of Gourd Mouth was tragic.
The two armies started charging after noon, and they continued to fight until dusk.
The gourd mouth was filled with yellow sand, and I never stopped for a while.
The four thousand dragon elephant army and the six thousand Dong Zhuojun fought almost unprecedentedly from horse fighting into foot fighting! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe it.
Dong Zhuo was able to make an exception to occupy the three major military towns in the Southern Dynasty. He dared to stare at a few great generals in the Southern Dynasty temple. He relied on the Dong Ziqi under the command of a total of 60,000 jackals. These 60,000 soldiers and horses, the female emperor's master When patrolling the side, I personally asked this Fatty Dong, who was going to exchange 60,000 for 60,000 for the Great King of the South Court? The implication is that Dong Zhuo's sixty thousand cavalry can defeat any sixty thousand cavalry out of Beiliang's three hundred thousand. As for how the treacherous fox Dong Zhuo responded, naturally no one knew.
Dong Zhuo's face is sinking, but the corners of his mouth are not smiling.
The two thousand rangers behind him have never been thrown into the battlefield.
The complete system including the post road Fengsui of the Beimang West Line and the Wubao Military Town, seems to be perfect, but after all, it has never been bloodied by war. It is flashy. Dong Zhuo has been watching it, knowing it, but never Mentioned once in the temple. Like this time, the Eight Thousand Dragon Elephant Army went deep alone, and even hit the military town Tiles all the way, without seeing a ray of smoke. After swallowing the Junzi Pavilion, Fengsui once reported a brief burning of smoke, but then he became blind again in the Southern Dynasty. The hundreds of beacons in front of Gu Maolong were pointed by the dragon elephant army, and there was no news, even Dong Zhuo. I didn't expect that the four thousand dragon elephant army was not going to attack Ligu, but rushing all the way to set up an ambush to intercept the reinforcements.
If it weren't for the eight thousand soldiers and horses trained by myself, I'm afraid I would really want to chew this dragon elephant army so that there are no more bones left, right?
Dong Zhuo is still waiting.
In this sudden battle, although his cavalry was rushing all the way to reinforce the valley, but it is not a wait for work. It is just that the dragon elephant army still has an advantage after two fierce battles. Dong Zhuo thought of four thousand. For four thousand, he would fall into a decline, but he did not expect that two thousand rangers would participate in the battle, and they would still not be able to defeat the dragon elephant army, which was like a bowstring collapse to the limit.
Dong Zhuo lifted his butt, and the figure of the boy in black and the soldier Shan Gongpu on the battlefield was faintly visible.
The fat man tweeted: "It's really possible to fight, and finally licked his face with the eighteen horses that the old man had come from Tibingshan, plus forty Penglai giants, and the old man was sitting in town. Almost all slaughtered~IndoMTL.com~ After this battle, my daughter-in-law will not let me climb into bed for a few days?"
A ranger leader rode up to Dong Zhuo and asked in a low voice: "General?"
Dong Zhuo shook his head and said: "No hurry."
The strong general asked cautiously: "If the stalemate goes on, I am afraid that Miyayama Lord will have it?"
Dong Zhuo said bluntly: "Just to wait until he died."
The generals who have followed Dong Zhuo for many years are no different, and quietly retreat without expression.
The sky is like a naughty kid splashing ink on white paper. The more ink, the darker the night.
The war finally came to a halt, Dong Zhuo beckoned, the general rushed over quickly, the fat man smiled and said: "The order goes on, let's go two thousand rides to kill the boy in black, staring at him to kill, and the rest of the dragon elephant army remains. Don’t worry about it. Whoever takes off the head of the young man will go to the Southern Dynasty temple to become a fourth-ranked master of real power, or be promoted to the third rank under my Dong Zhuo, and he will choose."
The general grinned knowingly, and said in a deep voice: "Take Ling!"
Dong Zhuo raised the Luquan Spear, and finally got himself into battle.
Six thousand army horses, is it worth replacing the head of four thousand dragon elephant army and a human slaughter son?
Dong Zhuo sneered and said, "I seem to be making a lot of money this trip."
Fifty miles outside the gourd mouth, eight hundred cavalry galloped wildly.
is white horse and white armor.
was led by a handsome and tall rider with a silver spear.