Shilipu, the battle continued, and the shouts of killing were shaking the earth. The Mongolian army continued to launch a crazy attack on the third battalion of Anqing on the hillside. Ding Qiu and Meng Yao had already rotated for the fourth time. Two hours had passed. The bodies used to pile up the city walls had been cut into pieces and almost turned into minced meat. In this bloody fragment, the Mengqi successfully broke through the first line of defense of the third battalion of Anqing and began to face the team directly.

Meng Yao retreated with a heavy breath. Ding Qiu wiped the blood from his face, stood up from the ground, and walked forward with a Mo Dao...

"It's been two hours! It should be almost done!" The two passed by, Meng Yao whispered.

Ding Qiu grinned, "It's almost done, their war horses are almost unable to withstand it." Chapter 345 of the Air Feathers: Battle of Shilipu (5) Arrows are still flying back and forth like locusts. The difference is that the ones flying out here are strong crossbows, with a longer range and greater lethality. However, most of the people in Guoluo team are riding bows. In terms of range and strength, they are not as good as strong crossbows, but they are better than the number. Both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages in long-range strikes, and they are almost flat-flying autumn colors.

Tuotuo in the distance saw Mengqi finally breaking through the first line of defense, and his face showed an ecstatic look. Next, it was the tactics of the sea of ​​people that could completely submerge them.

"Kill them all!" He snatched a drumstick and hit it hard. The drums that promoted the attack sounded densely on the battlefield.

However, Lacasson's brows had not been relaxed. What Tuotuo saw was that his subordinates were not far from success. What Lacasson saw was facing the Anqing border army with two thousand people. It took two hours to defeat the opponent and was far from being able to attack the remains. Although the opponent's casualties exceeded 40%, he paid a greater price. Just look at the dense fallen corpses on the gentle slope that was about a few miles long, you can understand it.

The problem is that Anqing's main force has not yet appeared, but on his side, he can often see the horse racing horses suddenly without any predictions. Chapter 345: The Battle of Shilipu (5) fell down and threw the horse's knight out. It can be said that among the casualties on his side, many of them were casualties, rather than dying under the enemy's hands.

In addition, Tuotuo adopted his own suggestions and left behind the reserve force of five thousand cavalry. The offensive organization also took turns to attack, but the soldiers were resting, but the war horses under their crotch could not be recovered by resting. The attacks in these few hours had exhausted the last physical reserves of these war horses.

"Prince, the other party is at the end of his strength. We can first withdraw some of our troops and return, strengthen our vigilance, and prevent the opponent's main force from suddenly appearing on the battlefield." Lacasson suggested.

"No need!" Tuotuo waved his hand, "The defeat of his opponent was already in the middle of his palms. "Tuotuo didn't care." Even if their main force appeared, I could turn back to fight after destroying them!

Lacasson took a deep breath and was about to stick to his suggestion. When he looked up, his eyes were fixed. At the end of his vision, a horse with black body appeared. On the horse's back, a knight holding a fishy red flag appeared in his sight.

"Hei Sha!" He murmured. What was coming finally came. Tuotuo's eyes turned to Lacason's gaze.

In the distance, the bloody red flag in the knight's hand was raised high, fluttering in the wind. The symbol of the Great Vietnamese border army was a roaring tiger that was vivid in the wind. The dark horse began to run, and the tiger in the wind appeared more vividly.

"Hei Sha!" Tuotuo's pupils contracted. A few years ago, this man led hundreds of cavalry to attack his old camp in Shilipu in one fell swoop, burning his food and forcing him to withdraw from Shilipu.

Behind the black war horse, a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared, and the wind and lightning came, first scattered. While running, the formation began to quickly gather and turned into a straight line, headed by the black war horse, and rushed towards the Tuotuo Central Army flag.

Behind the cavalry, two infantrymen also appeared on the horizon and quickly approached this side.

"They wanted to rush straight to the central army!" Lakason clenched his fists tightly, "The prince retracted half of his troops and faced the enemy." Tuotuo glanced at the hillside, where the formation of the Anqing border army was slowly retracting, and compared with the previous one, it had been compressed by about half.

"No need!" Tuotuo quickly pulled out the sabre from his waist, "I have five thousand cavalry here, and the opponent is only five or six hundred cavalry. Even if the infantry behind them are added, it will not exceed me. I will hold them first, and when the enemy troops who have taken the slope top, their troops will retreat to attack Heisha with me. This time, I will leave him completely in Shilipu. "" Prince, although the Black Evil cavalry is few, they use the Eagle-billed Rock Horse Bandits as their team, and their combat effectiveness is amazing. Although there are only five or six hundred, their strength cannot be underestimated. Back then, Jamuha led the elite large tent soldiers and suffered a great loss in this person. We have to guard against the enemy on the slope top, and there is no need to smash so many troops into it. "Lacasson argued.

"I was not killed by the snake, but was injured." Tuotuo sneered: "I am not Jamuha. Heisha defeated Jamuha back then, but it was a conspiracy, but now it is a face-to-face battle. Where do I fear him? Uncle Lacasson, you stay here to press the formation. I was just about to see how powerful the Heisha is. Last time this time this man fled in Shilipu, he was not so lucky this time. "After the words, he grabbed the horse's belly and raised his sabre high," the warriors of Guoluo's troops followed me. "Tuotuo left Lacasson with a thousand guarding the central army flag, and led 4,000 cavalry back to face the Anqing cavalry that was rushing in the distance.

Seeing Tuotuo coming towards him, Yun Zhao smiled. A brief description of riding a black cone beside him was extremely excited. He was only half a horse head behind Yun Zhao, and was able to walk alongside Dark Clouds and snow. A brief description of the area under his crotch is also a rare and good horse.

"General Yun, how to fight? Head-on?" asked Su Shu. In his opinion, it was not wise to use 500 cavalry to fight against the opponent's four thousand cavalry. Even if the opponent's horsepower is insufficient, eight times the strength is enough to overwhelm them. Although he is in great danger, Su Shu has been excited for no reason and has not really fought a battle for too long. People in the world say that Su Shu is a famous Confucian general, but only those who are very close to him know that when this person fights, he is completely a madman. In the mouth of his confidant generals, he calls them Jian madman privately.

"No, I'm going to penetrate, my target is to besiege the people of the Third Battalion. As for the four thousand people from Tuotuo, let it be solved by Su Dingfang and Hu Zehua!" Yun Zhao laughed loudly, and when he bent down, the big red flag was deeply inserted into the ground by him. He pulled out Pojun next to the saddle, and with a wiping his right hand, he had already tapped out three iron arrows.

The horse team ran wildly. When a knight in the middle of the horse team passed by the bloody red tiger flag, he reached out and pulled out the flag and raised it high.

One thousand steps, five hundred steps, three hundred steps, two hundred steps. Yun Zhao loosened his hand, and the iron arrow made a sharp roar, popping out from the Pojun, bringing a afterimage in the air, heading straight to the cavalry coming from the opposite side.

Seeing that Yun Zhao shot an arrow at such a long distance, Jian Shu was shocked. He had never seen anyone who could shoot an arrow two hundred steps away and could still have lethality. Intuitively, he thought Yun Zhao had failed or was overly excited. But when he heard the sharp roar of the iron arrows as they left the string, he immediately knew that he was wrong.

The iron arrow came out of the string, and the opponent was still rushing towards him. At about 180 steps, Yun Zhao's iron arrows were whistling, and the three arrows almost did not fly one after another. The three Mengqins did not hum and fell down. The powerful arrow broke through the iron armor and actually shot the opponent into one by one.

Once again, he turned the string and put three arrows. The string sounded and fell. Yun Zhao hung Pojun back to his saddle, pulled Yi Shuihan out with his backhand, and shouted angrily: "Crack through!" Until this time, the cavalry behind him shot the first round of arrows. At this time, both sides were close to within a hundred steps. At their level, they could only shoot one arrow. All the cavalrymen of Guoluo's troops could do was to shoot one round of arrows, then put away their cavalry bows and draw out the saber.

The brief description of the technique of shooting immediately was not good, so he was not prepared to show his bad intentions. He just held the spear in his hand tightly and saw the feather arrows flying above his head. He danced the spear like a windmill, pulling the feather arrows shot from the opposite side down.

The two sides shot for one round, and the gap in equipment appeared. Yun Zhao was born into a horse bandit and always valued cavalry very much. He treated it as a treasure. Good equipment was naturally not inferior to these cavalry. Especially after becoming the general of Anqing Town, he spared no effort to equip his cavalry. The nine-piece set of plate armor was the standard equipment of his five hundred cavalry. When the opponent's arrow rain came, these cavalry just bowed their heads, danced their swords, and protected the war horses to prevent the arrows from hurting the war horses. As for the arrow rain running towards them, they were actually inappropriate. A jingle sound sounded, and the arrows fell on the plate armor. Apart from experiencing the impact force, they did not harm them.

The brief armor is much better than these soldiers, but when faced with these arrows, he was always a little uncomfortable in his mind, and he was even more reluctant to block arrows like these soldiers. In his intuition, he was unwilling to have an arrow shot on him.

The two sides collided fiercely, and suddenly burst out with a loud roar. The spear in his hand shook, picked up a Mengqi, threw away from a distance, and then swung the spear, and pulled the other one hard. The flexible gun rod was forced to bend, and suddenly pulled back with the situation and knocked another enemy cavalry off the horse.

In an instant, the brief description killed three cavalrymen in a row, but he couldn't be proud of his departure, because at this moment, Yun Zhao had gone from leading him half a horse to leading him a whole horse body. Wherever the dark horse passed, a blood mist sprayed, and the steel knife in his hand passed, and the broken limbs flew all over the sky.

"General Jian, don't be fond of fighting, rush forward and drill through!" Yan Xiaoyi rushed past Jianshu and shouted loudly.

The Anqing cavalry, with Yun Zhao as the dragon head, made a passage about a few meters wide in the rushing Meng cavalry, like a sharp dagger stabbing into tofu, and went straight forward and forward! (To be continued.
Chapter completed!