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Chapter 409: Sharp fangs

Chapter 409: Sharp Fangs

His men staggered over to ask for a fight, but Liang Gewei refused coldly, ran for hundreds of miles, and then gritted his teeth and established a stronghold. The five thousand men now were at the end of their strength.

The loss of a thousand people is still bearable. If Shimenxia is lost, it will disrupt the Wuzu's plan.

Liang Gewei had many questions in his mind. The Song army encountered this time was very different from the previous ones in terms of temperament, fighting methods, and all aspects.

For example, were the three thousand cavalry troops of the Song Dynasty really just one step slower than themselves?

Yesterday, I suffered a big loss in this judgment. I thought that the other party was just as long-distance as myself. However, judging from the other party's combat power, this was not the case at all.

Another example is that none of the scouts from last night came back, which means that as soon as they were out of sight, they fell into the opponent's trap. The Song Army had achieved such great results, but it didn't stop before it was good?

There is also that kind of provocation, which is a behavior only practiced by Xixia people. I heard that the Song generals would be impeached by the civil servants for doing this. How dare they do this?

However, Liang Gewei is not afraid of fighting. He only needs to maintain his troops for two days. When the soldiers arrive, he will be the first to rush out and let the arrogant monkeys on the opposite side break into pieces.

At this moment, someone hurriedly came to report: "Xi Yusatong went to war!"

Liang Gewei was furious: "How dare you disobey my general's orders!"

Xi Yusatong is the deputy general of Liang Gewei's cavalry army and the eldest son of Xi Yuhongqi, the veteran general who died in the battle yesterday.

All the people in Xixia were soldiers, and even women had "strong women camps", which were called "Makui".

Precisely because all the people are soldiers, their organizations are often based on tribes. Military orders sometimes cannot stop the call of blood and family ties.

A black horse took the lead, and a mere five hundred people formed a cone shape and ran towards the bamboo pole with the head pierced.

The provocative Song army was extremely wretched. When they saw a small team coming out of the stronghold, they immediately cut down the remaining prisoners, pulled up bamboo poles and fled.

Xi Yusatong looked up to the sky and screamed in pain: "Shameless Song dog!"

After chasing for five miles, the scene ahead made Xi Yusatong's pupils shrink sharply.

Two thousand cavalry troops were ready in formation. In front of the formation, the head of the clan leader stood high!

Xi Yu satong drew out his long knife: "The shame of Xi Yu's tribe can only be washed away with blood! Fight to the death!"

The warriors around them drew their weapons together: "Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Liang Gewei heard a vague cry of sadness coming from the distant horizon, and couldn't help but punched the wall of the village: "Anyone who disobeys the military order will be killed immediately! Just wait for the army of soldiers to arrive, and I will take you with me.

Go and avenge the fallen warriors!”

Everyone stopped talking and just waited quietly at the top of the city, hoping that a miracle would happen.

However, until night fell again, no one from Xi Yu's group came back.

A day and a half later, when Liang Zuo's army was still fifteen miles away from Shimen Fort, Liang Gewei led 5,000 light cavalry, rushed out of the gate of the stronghold, and headed south.

All the light cavalry would rather face the Song army's sword than bear the wrath of the Wu soldiers.

The war horses could not be adjusted in two days, and the five thousand cavalry were all spare single riders.

Thirty miles south, the deputy general pointed to the sky: "It's all up to you!"

In the sky, several ominous vultures were circling.

When the horse came to a valley mouth, they saw hundreds of naked corpses in front of them, arranged in a circle, with two bamboo poles hanging high in the middle, and two angry heads, one with white hair, one with black hair.

Send it out and stand there.

Liang Gewei's nose suddenly widened, his chest kept rising and falling, and his eyes were red as he said: "Go and take off the heads of the two warriors and send them back to the camp for burial together with the bodies!"

The deputy general stepped forward as ordered, carefully walked around the corpse, and pulled up the bamboo pole.

Then he heard a loud "bang" sound that shook the valley. Liang Gewei only saw a cloud of smoke and dust throwing the deputy general high into the air, and then tearing him into several pieces!

The war horses were neighing in fright. Some turned around and ran wildly towards the road, some rushed towards the hillsides on both sides, and some simply fell to the ground with their legs weak, feces and urine flowing everywhere.

Liang Gewei's horse jumped and shook its head wildly, almost knocking him off the horse. Just when he was in shock, two big flags lit up in the valleys on both sides.

Many of the cavalrymen were still in a trance, letting their horses lead them east and west, and two teams swarmed down the mountain.

Luzhou barbarians, hoard the troops!

The mountain infantry was condescending, and the chaotic cavalry rushed to meet the enemy, losing its speed advantage. The cavalry was just a bigger target.

Liang Gewei drew out his long sword and shouted: "Withdraw! Get out quickly! Regroup and come back to kill them!"

Hundreds of people in the vanguard began to rush toward the entrance of the valley where they had come from. After running for dozens of steps, a series of explosions rang out.

The lumps of loess surged up, and then turned into a huge wave of smoke and dust in an instant, engulfing the cavalry figure, followed by countless broken porcelain pieces, lead shot, as well as stumps, severed arms, horse legs, and leather armor.

and bits and pieces of saddlery, were shot out of the smoke and dust, and thrown around.

The flaming hell-like scene was so frightening that the cavalrymen forgot to control their horses. More horses turned their heads and ran towards the south valley mouth.

The engineering team, who were lying in ambush on both sides of the mountain road, dressed in camouflage and responsible for hanging the strings, spat bitterly: "It's not that easy to run away!"

Liang Gewei was hit on the forehead by a broken copper ring from a horse bridle. Blood immediately dripped from his head and his vision became blurry.

But he was the commander-in-chief after all. He knew that the main force of the Song army was in the south and could not go there. He barely glanced at the battlefield situation, raised his sword and pointed at the east hillside, shouting wildly: "Dismount! Form formation! Charge to the east! Seize the opportunity."

On the top of the mountain! Wait for the soldiers to crush them!"

It is already dusk now, so the Xixia army has its back to the sun, without the glare of the sun, and can see its opponent more clearly.

It can be said that Liang Gewei did not make any fatal command mistakes, but was unfortunately stunned by a series of new weapons that he had never encountered before.

The true meaning of war is always to use more and less to win locally, and to accumulate small victories into big victories.

Therefore, when the Xixia people launched a desperate charge against the Tun'an army in a dense formation, Liang Gewei still made no mistake.

However, defeat was doomed at this moment.

The sergeants in the front row of the Dun'an Army are all powerful warriors. They wear rattan armor, with a lightweight Erlin-style rattan shield on their left hand and a terrifying Miao knife on their right hand.

However, the more terrifying blow came from behind.

The first batch of hundreds of white porcelain bottles with wooden handles were thrown high, and then fell towards the center of the Xixia people's dense formation.

There is a first and a later one. The veterans of the Dun'an Army, who like to risk their lives for fun, have long mastered the skills to maximize the damage of Zhentian Lei.

Air blast!

Most of the thunderbolts exploded on the ground, while a few exploded above the heads of the Xixia people.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Broken porcelain pieces and lead shot formed a three-dimensional giant network of terrifying rays, turning an area of ​​several hundred square meters into a dance floor of blood!

The shrill howls and screams rang out, and the Xixia army, which had just mustered up its fighting spirit, was immediately cleared by the barrage, leaving a blank area where no one could stand!

The Xixia people collapsed, and the people in front charged wildly. They hoped to rush into the enemy's formation, hoping to avoid such an uncontestable blow after entering the melee.

The people behind started to retreat crazily, hoping to avoid the opponent's condescending throwing range.

Before engaging the enemy, it was cut into two pieces!

Liang Gewei has always been in the position of the central army. When the Xixia army was in the most chaotic situation, the coach lost his ability to command.

The Dun'an army was a ruthless killing machine, and the Sword and Shieldmen began to attack, meeting the Xixia front army who already knew they were out of luck.

Some of the four-foot-long slender blades drew graceful arcs on the hillside, while others advanced straight like spears. Many Xixia soldiers did not react until the moment they were hit by the sword.

, much taller than myself!

Standing high, the sword is one foot long, the morale is strong against the chaos of the army, the cooperation is good against the individual fighting, and the active force waiting for work is against the tired army who has been defeated in a row...

Another point is that the sergeants of the Dun'an Army wear nailed boots and have a very stable grip on the ground. Often after the two collide, the Xixia man falls down in embarrassment, but the Sergeant Dun'an is as steady as a mountain. Then he takes advantage of the opponent's center of gravity to be unbalanced and strikes with a condescending sword.

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