The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 58: Dispute over priority

　　Total competition Chapter 58: The Controversy of Lightness and Heaviness

　　The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes

　　Update time: 2014-06-0722:47:08 Words: 3680

　　 Forty thousand Jinan old soldier passed through the Qingyang Basin unharmed, the old general Yang Shenxing intentionally or unintentionally stopped on a high **** in the marginal area, stopped his horse and looked back. It seemed that some did not meet the relief of the ambush, and some did not. Lost in the tough battle. The Anguo general had a lot of goods in his stomach, and even his son Yang Huchen did not tell him that his son is not as good as his grandson. The eldest grandson Yang Wenqi is the only handsome talent in the family, but he is too young. In the calculation, and his son Yang Huchen is only the capital of the generals, it is useless to say more. This trip to the south, the victory or defeat of their Yang Jiaji Nanbing has nothing to do with the overall situation. Even if Cao Changqing wants a good start, he will only stare at Yan Zhenchun’s fat, only to clean up the 30,000 yuan above the Dongyu Plain. The cavalry will not be **** and peeed on top of the head. Yang Shenxing smiled. Yan Zhenchun was unwilling to accept the group of soldiers who had never been in battle. Except that the old guy had a weak relationship with Jingcheng Gongqing Xungui, it was not because he knew his dangerous situation and did not dare to take the opportunity to make friends with Tai'an City. For the rich and powerful, if dozens of young aristocrats died, that would be the fate of offending dozens of celebrities in the capital in one fell swoop. On the battlefield, who cares about the identity of your parents? Killing red eyes, a head is a military merit.

　　 Yang Shenxing is thinking about how to find new opportunities to feed those gangsters after taking over the army town. The old general listened to a string of sharp whistles, his eyelids jumped involuntarily, turned on his horse, and headed south.

　　 Yiqi burst into the formation, unobstructed, an elite spy from Ji Nan's old soldier. At this time, he was seriously injured and a feather arrow stuck in his back. Scouts always ride fast and lightly. In order to pursue the ultimate speed, except for the short crossbow sabre that is necessary for contact warfare, they hardly wear armor. Yang Shenxing hurried to the spot where the spy was dropped. This middle-aged scout who could call out the name of Yang Shenxing had died of anger. Yang Huchen, who had arrived earlier, held the scout's warm body, gritted his teeth, and was about to report his military situation. Yang Shenxing on horseback waved his hand. Yang Huchen also knew the importance. He ordered someone to lift the dead man's body. After he got on the horse, he followed his father. The two horses quickly came to a secluded place. Yang Huchen said with a dark face and solemnly: "Father, The six scouts who went to the army town of Fuxiao Army came back to this one. The flag of Chu had been erected on the city’s head, and three trenches were dug out overnight in front of the city. Among them, the breast wall, castellations and arrow stacks were set up skillfully. , No stranger than our Ji Nan Gongying, there are more cavalry on the two wings of the city, the number is unknown, but it should be no intention to defend and clamor. I am afraid that this group of Xichu remnants will put all the cavalry at the same time. Near the clamor..."

　　 Yang Shenxing sneered: "Definitely not, the arrogant terrain can only lay down three thousand horses, and no matter how much you can do it, three thousand horses, plus six or seven thousand rebels in the city, it's okay to defend the city, take the initiative Out of the city attack, the brain was kicked by the donkey. Now I am afraid that they will be more staring at the supply line behind us. After the Qinshui Jindu, there will be an extra Qingyang Basin."

　　 Yang Huchen asked cautiously: "Father, are we going back to the north bank of Qinshuijin crossing? There is a river barrier, even if the opponent has the advantage of the cavalry, we still can't use it. We all have the initiative to attack or defend. The big deal is nothing. It’s just a lot of work..."

　　 Yang Shen's apricot face was as sinking as water, without making a sound. At this time, a new group of scouts returned to bring back the military situation, and there was a news that Yang Shenxing and Yang Huchen father and son felt absurd. Two thousand Qingqis outside the clamoring town began to advance quickly northward, and they were about to run head-on. Ji Nan's stepping pawns' southward speed is moderate, and they cannot be called a battalion, but they will not be in a hurry to deal with all kinds of enemy attacks, and they are far from being a tired teacher. Moreover, Yang Shenxing also has four thousand light knights who have been energized for a long time. Yang Shenxing thought it was a bit funny. Where did the other party lead the soldier? Did he read the military books and read it stupidly? Just feel that if you are facing the expeditionary infantry, as long as you have a cavalry in your hand, you can pounce on it? Yang Shenxing smiled and ordered: "Huchen, let Wenqi be the vanguard and lead two thousand horses to go. You will personally lead three thousand horses and then take the battle. If our'three thousand iron horses' take the initiative to ask for orders, you might as well agree to let them. Just pick up the battle exploits in the center, or see the blood. After returning to Beijing, I can brag to their gang of friends. Also, let people pay attention to the movement in the Qingyang Basin. Xichu has been holding military books for more than ten years. Frozen, I will do something that makes people laugh and cry."

　　 Yang Huchen led the way, Yang Shenxing rode his horse forward slowly, and then boarded a simple watchtower that was erected urgently. The old general supported the rough railing, with some emotion. During the Spring and Autumn War, the two armies faced each other, and the time and place were favorable. And, Qizhu must compare. He has fought side by side with several people in Beiliang. That is really pleasing to the eye. Yuan Zuozong’s cavalry charge, even if the number of troops is at a disadvantage, but in the eyes of bystanders, there is still a lion fighting a rabbit. . No matter how many tens of thousands of people are chasing after Chu Lushan's palace, this fat pig will never make people feel worried about the future. As for Chen Zhibao's army, hundreds of precise orders were issued in a battle, and every captain of every battalion was instructed like an arm. Why did today's son be so blue-eyed at this villain, because it was Chen Zhibao who had won the absolute victory in the battle of more than 100,000 troops in the hands of Ye Baikui of the Spring and Autumn Soldiers, and won without any muddling. Called one simply and neatly. Yang Shenxing sighed. Why doesn't the old man know the surname of the greatest hero in the Spring and Autumn Period? It's just that the lame man won the battlefield and lost the temple, no wonder the others.

　　 Yang Shenxing gave a cry. After the two cavalry forces of roughly the same number fell into battle, under the impact of Wenqi, the opponent was not defeated like a mountain, and there is still a battle? The old general was a little worried that this was the enemy's trick to lure the enemy. Wenqi was young and vigorous. If his cavalry was damaged too much here, it would not be beautiful. The old man laughed at himself and said: "After all, this is not the time when we fought Xichu back then. Where is there so much bloodshed?"

　　 Yang Shenxing quietly watched the movements of the battlefield. When the old man saw the elite soldiers ridiculing his son as "three thousand iron knights" rushing out, he nodded, and Hu Chen released them to rush into the battle, just right, Wen Qi and the enemy The battle damage of the battle is roughly two to three. First, Wenqi was not resolute enough to harvest in a slightly better situation, and failed to immediately expand the results. Second, this batch of enemy horses should be the elite soldiers fed by Xichuhua’s blood. Trying to use a victory to inspire the heart of the entire Western Chu army. Yang Shenxing frowned, and the charge of three thousand riding under such a huge advantage turned out to be such a mother-in-law? In the old man’s field of vision, three thousand riders were probably trapped in a pile of corpses of centaurs and horses, and their speed was obviously reduced too much. Poor equestrian skills were part of the reason, and more should be due to seeing so many people who were still alive the moment before. The broken limbs were shocked. In less than half an hour, the cavalry left more than 600 corpses. Grandson Yang Wenqi’s cavalry had deliberately given up a chasing channel, while Yang Huchen kept advancing at a constant speed. After the three thousand cavalry experienced the initial discomfort, the father’s generation After all, we are the heroic generals who survived on the battlefield. The blood in our bones has only passed a generation, and they are far from being completely indifferent. The seed brother of three thousand horses, under the careful protection of personal obedience, everyone is vying for the first.

　　 Yang Shenxing smiled and said softly: "Finally, there is still something like your grandparents and fathers desperately on the battlefield."

　　 Yang Shenxing held the guardrail, suddenly his face changed drastically.

　　 Earth quake.

　　 This is not the kind of small-scale tremor that Ji Nan Qingqi brings.

　　 A horse with a horse and armor.

　　 A real heavy ride!

　　 Yang Shenxing doesn’t covet the kind of heavy riding that is shocking just by looking at it. It’s just that there is no horse with excellent weight, and there is not enough silver to support and maintain, and there is no real plain to ride on. If you lack one of the three, don’t dream. NS. Having a heavy rider with more than a thousand people is an obsession that almost every real power rider can't give up.

　　 Yang Shenxing sullenly, "If you don’t throw into the Dongyu Plain, hit it here, the old man Ji Nan is really papery?!"

　　 A black torrent emerged from the field of vision.

　　 Yang Shenxing breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the momentum was broken, but it was more than a thousand rides and could not affect the overall situation. It is also a vigorous new force, it depends on the three thousand light horses of the Huchen and the one thousand heavy horses of the other side, whoever meets on the narrow road will win the brave.

　　The young valiant Yang Wenqi naturally perceives the enemy's heavy cavalry's "entry" earlier than his grandfather Yang Shenxing.

　　 He shook off the blood from the tip of the gun. He didn’t stop it recklessly. Instead, he sent an order to the three thousand riders who "layed on horseback and picked up the exploits" to retreat immediately, and be sure not to turn around. But to make room for his father Yang Huchen's Three Thousand Qingqi. This, of course, also facilitates the enemy's heavy cavalry's aggressive charge. It's just that the two powers harm each other, whichever is less. It's better than these three thousand horses engulfing them. Not only will the heavy cavalry be pierced, but it will also hinder father's three thousand horses' charge. When the time comes, six thousand people on your side will turn into a pot of porridge, which can withstand the huge collision of the red-armored cavalry of the opponent? Yang Wenqi looked at the many dudes who were patronizing the assassination of the enemy Qingqi with their guns. Some people laughed and deliberately poked their spears in the air, teasing the enemy soldiers who were evasive under their horse hooves. Yang Wenqi was furious and went forward. A shot lightly stabbed an aristocratic boy's armor, and shouted angrily: "Look up and look ahead! If you don't want to die, follow the order to retreat!"

　　It’s good that a thousand heavy knights rushed out, and it was impossible to stare at their five thousand knights scattered in the battlefield. Under the traction protection of Yang Wenqi’s Qingqi and Shijiazi’s followers, most of them finally managed to retreat. However, there were still hundreds of riders who rushed to the forefront, "Iron Cavalry", a little stunned, and after awakening, he just turned around and fled in a straight line, leaving the one thousand more riders with a swaying back. Yang Wenqi's eyes were red, and he saw a few familiar figures among hundreds of riders. These guys were all living in the high gate mansion in Tai'an City with the title of Marquis. Yang Wenqi gritted his teeth and asked a few people around him to follow him. Grandpa, a veteran who fought in the South and the North, led three hundred cavalry guards to rescue the bastards.

　　 Yang Wenqi retreated in an arc, tears streaming down his face, and couldn't bear to look at the scene behind him.

　　 Yang Huchen took the lead and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

　　 Yang Shenxing's eyes widened, and the hands holding the railing couldn't stop trembling, and the veins burst.

　　As the thousand heavy knights surfaced, another thousand light knights on the left and right wings rushed out in the distance.

　　 Yang Shenxing is not a god, and he can't change the situation of the battle. It didn't need him to say too much, Ji Nan, under the leadership of their respective generals, began to fight back.

　　The Qingqi of a group of family children can escape the torrent of charging heavy cavalry~IndoMTL.com~ When they retreat frantically from a straight line, they still can’t keep up with the advancing of this black tide. From the side, he watched the heavy cavalry continue to leap over his shoulders.

　　The heavy cavalry man wears armor, only carries the spear, and can't see the expression, except for the thunderous dull horseshoes, there is no sound.

　　 Then they saw on the side of the battlefield that countless Jinan cavalrymen were hit by the heavy cavalry, and many war cavalrymen and horses were knocked out.

　　 There were even two Yang family veterans who were pierced by a gun, and their spears only scratched a little spark on the armor of the enemy rider, and then slid away. Only those who were lucky enough to pierce the gap in the scarlet vest with the spear pierced the enemy. Pick and fall, but even those enemies who are destined to fall, their spears still cut tofu like tofu, and easily stab the front Jinan Cavalry.

　　 Looking from a distance, rows of corpses who died on horseback on the spot were bludgeoned into flight, fell to the ground, and then trampled on them into sludge.

　　 Yang Shenxing has an unbelievable look and wide-eyed eyes. It is actually that he has no power to fight? How difficult is it to train a heavy rider that is not cumbersome on the battlefield but can make a final decision? !

　　 Yang Shenxing was extremely angry, half of the "surprise" brought to him by the remnants of Western Chu, the great general of Anguo, and half of the contempt that the opponent chose to use Ji Nan as a breakthrough point.

The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 58: Dispute over priority

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