Yi Feng's order sounded in front of the formation: "Carriage and battalion crossbowmen are ready, infantry battalion leader archer is ready!"

The Central Army's order flag was waving, the horn was blowing, and Liu screamed in a loud voice: "Banditman, shoot the arrow!"

Almost at the same time, in front of the chariot formation, one officer after another issued commander. Suddenly, the crossbowmen in the two chariot battalions, a total of 200 chariots fired arrows together. Five crossbowmen in each chariot battalion fired arrows, five of them prepared, and a thousand crossbowmen shot the first round of arrow rain at the entrance of the valley guarded by the Tongluo people who were guarding the opposite 60 steps. The one who shot arrows almost at the same time was the volley of the crossbowmen from the three infantry battalions who were fighting in the chariot battalion. One infantry battalion had one thousand long archers, and another five hundred crossbowmen. At this time, three thousand long archers and one thousand five hundred crossbowmen stood behind the chariot formation, forming a dense array of arrows, and pouring arrow rain with the Tongluo people at the entrance of the valley.

At the same time, the artillery regiment also pushed up twenty three-bow-eight-ox bed crossbows and ten stone-throwing chariots. The bowstring and noose made a loud noise almost at the same time. The iron spear-like crossbow gun and several pounds of stone bullets roared across a parabola and smashed towards the Tongluo people at the entrance of the valley. The large wooden shields temporarily made by the Tongluo people formed a huge wooden dome, successfully blocking countless arrow rains. However, facing the crossbow guns as thick as a child's arm and several pounds of stone bullets, they were as fragile as egg shells. The crossbow guns and stone bullets easily penetrated and smashed the wooden shields.

The big crossbow gun mercilessly passed through the wooden shield and continued to penetrate the leather armor of the Luo people behind it, and even connected several Luo cavalry with a crossbow.

The stone bullet hit by the stone thrower was accelerated by the long-distance shooting, and the power was even stronger. It directly smashed the shield and the Tong Luo Bing behind it.

The Tongluo people at the entrance of the valley were like snails smashed by stones, in a piece of carapace. The snails inside also turned into a ball of meat sauce. Like the wind blowing through the wheat waves, hundreds of Tongluo soldiers fell down instantly. Countless screams sounded, and suddenly the crossbow guns and stone bullets broke their shield formation, and even greater disaster followed. After the shield formation was broken, the Sui army's crossbow formation and arrow formation were still firing. The rain of arrows that rushed over the sky and the earth shot. The Tongluo people who lost the protection of the shield formation fell down row by sixty steps under a close attack.

Niran opened his mouth wide, his ears full of sharp whistlings and screams. He looked at his fallen companions one by one beside him in panic. He didn't know where to hide. At the critical moment, he lay on the ground and grabbed two bodies of Tongluo people who died in battle and blocked them.

The sharp whistle was endless, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had broken.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air finally stopped. He pushed away the corpses on his body. The two corpses were already full of arrows like hedgehogs. Beside him, there were corpses filled with arrows. The bodies piled up high into mountains, blocking the entrance of the valley. He stood up. Standing on the pile of corpses and looking at the opposite side, he happened to see the dull sound of war drums. From behind the iron armored vehicles, teams of armored soldiers gathered together with swords and swords and swords and swords and swords and shields, behind them, there were more long bowmen carrying huge long bows, and crossbowmen holding crossbows were lined up in dense arrays, slowly advancing forward afterwards.

A crazy roar sounded, and hundreds of Tongluo soldiers were climbing up from the pile of corpses at the entrance of the valley. They were covered in blood and rushed towards the iron armored soldiers with swords and shouting.

Niran stood on the pile of corpses in a daze, and did not follow him. He stared at his comrades rushing towards the iron armored soldiers. Then a jingle sounded and sparks flew everywhere. They tried their best to cut the iron armored soldiers, but none of them fell down. Then he only saw a sword light like snow. The iron armored men waved the big sword in their hands together, and flashed like a training game. One by one, the comrades who rushed forward bravely were chopped in half.

There were more Tongluo people in the valley crossing the pile of corpses and rushing out of the valley entrance, but these brave cavalrymen have not yet rode their horses to the front of the iron armored people. The crossbowmen behind have stopped. A sound of a spring sounded, and then the crossbow arrows are like locusts. The charge Tongluo cavalry have already turned over and over!

There were endless shouts of killing, and from time to time, Tongluo people rushed out of the valley, but only the massacres of the iron armored people, the spears of the spears of the spearmen, the powerful crossbows of the crossbows, the long bows and sharp arrows of the archers...

The rumbling footsteps of the armored soldiers finally approached. Niran threw the scimitar in his hand, weakened his knees, and knelt on the ground.

"I surrender, surrender!"

Yuchi Gong, covered in blood, gasped and walked forward with heavy steps. The big sword in his hand had already drunk the blood of the Tongluo people. There were nine Tongluo people who died under his big sword of the horse. From the first Tongluo people who rushed up, he cut off his head with one sword. To the Tongluo people who were just cut off by him, he had killed nine enemies in just half a day. The extremely shiny plate armor on his body was also stained with blood, and there were many more traces of sword-cutting.

There was another Tongluo man in front of him. In the iron helmet, he raised the big sword of the horse and aimed at the young Tongluo man's strength. The Tongluo man's helmet fell off, and his fragile neck was directly exposed to him. Cutting it down from here is the most relaxed, labor-saving and fatal.

The sword was already raised, but the Tongluo man threw down the knife in his hand and suddenly knelt in front of him, shouting some Chinese words that were not very clear. After thinking about it, he realized that it should mean surrender.

The sword-raising hand was stunned and slashed all the way. It was the first time he met the Tongluo people who were willing to surrender. These days, the Tongluo people had long become turtles in the jar, but they had been resisting stubbornly. He thought that the Tongluo people would not surrender at all.

In this moment of dazed moment, the companions of the heavy infantry group of the same chariot squad had already formed a sword and slashed it. At the critical moment, Yuchi Gong didn't know why, but he actually handed over the sword and blocked the great sword of the companion who was about to land on the neck of the Tongluo man.

"He has surrendered, forget it." Yuchi Gong's voice came out of the iron helmet and reached his companion's ears.

The companion was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Well. He is tactful, I don't want me to kill such a coward under my big sword."

Although Niran, who was kneeling on the ground, did not understand the words of the two Han people, he also heard the sarcasm from the laughter. He was trembling all over and wanted to jump up several times, like those dead companions, picked up the knife in his hand and fought with them. But he was trembling all over, trembling, but his hands and feet were not obedient. He kept thinking about Uncle Tailan's words. It was not shameful to kneel down and surrender, as long as you don't forget to stand up again in the future. Although his uncle's words made him feel much better, tears in the corners of his eyes flowed out involuntarily. He knelt tightly among the pile of corpses. He did not allow the victorious Han people to see the tears on his face.

The heavy infantry was the vanguard, and the Wuzhou army was invincible and unstoppable. They broke through the valley entrance and rushed into the valley. Although there were still thousands of Tongluo people in the valley, they were already weak at this time. Facing the invulnerable iron armored soldiers and the extremely sharp and powerful bows and crossbows, they wanted to fight to the death. However, the valley was too narrow and the cavalry had no advantage. Moreover, these Tongluo people were trapped in the She River for half a month. In the past few days, they had tried their best to clear the fortifications under the ice castle. After being attacked last night, they fought desperately for a night of melee. At this time, people were trapped and exhausted. Facing the torrent of iron armor, the once extremely fierce Tongluo people are now just making the final meaningless resistance.

The exhausted and unhappy despair of the army was in a desperate situation, facing the Huaihuang infantry army that had entered the valley, and was struggling for the final struggle, but it was useless.

After entering the valley, the sharp blades formed by heavy infantry and spearmen divided, surrounded, and surrounded the people of Luo. Their formations were constantly divided, and the cut became smaller and smaller, and finally divided into countless small pieces, and they could no longer organize decent resistance.

At this time, some of the Tongluo people in despair were fighting to kill each other, but many people chose to give up resistance in despair and began to throw away their weapons and kneel down to surrender.

"Tiger!"

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

Cheng Yaojin and his companions roared in unison, forming a gun array with spears in their hands, stabbing more than ten Tongluo people surrounded by them from all directions. These Tongluo people were not afraid of death. They knew that they could not do anything, but they still refused to surrender, but became more and more fierce.

"Tiger!" Cheng Yaojin shouted again, and the spear in his hand went out to sea like a dragon. This was the spear he learned from his father's childhood and the spear technique he learned after following Yi Feng. Although it was nothing in front of his father Cheng Lou and his master Yi Feng. However, in this spear formation, his spear was quite tricky. A man with Luo who was fighting to the death on his opposite side was caught off guard. He slapped his knife in his hand and had already been stabbed into the ribs by his spear and fell to the ground.

As soon as Tong Dahan died, the small defensive formation suddenly appeared flaws. The spearmen all saw the opportunity to shoot out. After a burst of angrily, there were continuous screams. These hard bones were immediately explained.

"We are defeated." Udir sighed under the leopard flag.

Opposite him, a group of iron armored soldiers had already reached the forefront.

Yuchi Gong looked at the leopard cavalry behind the group of Tongluo people, and knew that this was the handsome flag of Tongluo people, and he had met a big fish.

"Surrender to avoid death!" Yuchi Gong shouted.

Udir knew without thinking that the other party must have asked him to surrender or something. He raised his eyes contemptuously and raised the long sword in his hand, "I lost this time, but the Luo people will not lose! You wait, the Leopard Cavalry will come to you for revenge and hate!"

"Kill!" Seeing that the other party had no intention of surrender, Yuchi Gong shouted loudly and rushed forward with a knife. Capturing the thief first, he first aimed at Udir.

Udir snorted coldly and raised his sword to block the great sword that Yuchi slashed over.

The two swords fought, making a crisp sound, and a huge force was transmitted like a mountain and sea. Udir only felt a stuffy chest and could not help but vomit blood. Yuchi Gong then slashed down with another sword, and Udir tried his best to block it again. Then Yuchi Gong slashed down the third sword again, and Udir blocked it again.

The knife is broken and the person is dead.

Yuchi Gong's big sword to shatter Udir's sword, and then slashed Udir's shoulders in half. Udir's upper body slid to the ground, his eyes wide open and his eyes closed. Yuchi Gong walked forward, knocked down the iron helmet on Udir's head, and cut off his head with one knife, and placed it on his waist. Just as he was about to cut off the leopard cavalry, he looked up, but he happened to see Cheng Yaojin excitedly pulling the leopard cavalry off the falling flagpole and putting it on his body.
Chapter completed!