Qin Zongheng and his troops came strongly, and the infantry advanced at no less than the cavalry. After running for one or two hours, he did not show any fatigue. He actually caught up with Wang Yanzhang's troops. Tsk tsk, these 700 infantry, one hundred light cavalry, and infantry and cavalry hybrid... Cough cough, the strong unite, the victory or defeat is still between two.

Wang Yanzhang led five hundred light cavalry to slowly press on Qin Zongheng's troops. Wang Yanzhang held a large gun and strangled the war horse and stood on the hill. Looking at the compact formation of black clouds on the opposite side, he began to plan tactics. Qin Zongheng was also standing on a hill. There was an open space between the two armies, suitable for fighting. Qin Zongheng did not rush to issue combat orders, but asked his athletes to seize the time to recover their physical strength.

A silent murderous aura rose in the camps of both sides. Just waiting for the command of the master to turn the wilderness into a cruel life-seeking hell.

A gust of autumn wind blew towards Qin Zongheng, and Qin Zongheng was against the wind, and Wang Yanzhang was at the wind. On the battlefield, some days were also a small first move. Wang Yanzhang, as a long general, naturally refused to take this opportunity. Finally, Wang Yanzhang suddenly opened his confined tiger eyes and shouted: "The whole army obeys the order, line up the conical battle formations, and rush!"

After saying that, Wang Yanzhang mentioned the horse's horse, and the horse immediately raised its horse's hooves. The tall man stood up, and then rushed out one by one. The athletes followed closely behind him, in an orderly manner. The horse let go of the horse's hooves, and its speed continued to accelerate, as if it was a momentum of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger.

Qin Zongheng also stood under the banner and waved his right hand and said, "Infantry lined up to meet the enemy, fight against the enemy at the foot of hills. The cavalry continued to raise their horsepower. When the enemy's spirit was deteriorated, they would defeat the enemy with the general!"

Two white flags were waving on the hills. The soldiers and horses of Heiyundu, who were keeping their formation slowly retreating to the hills, turned around at the same time. Their chief general Qin Zongheng was behind and issued orders in an orderly manner. The infantrymen of Heiyundu suddenly kept shouting: "Heiyundu will win, he will win..."

The Heiyundu infantry formed a team early and even pushed forward for a while, but was withdrawn by Qin Zongheng. None of the old soldiers who were murderous was in danger of having dozens of lives. They had long been unable to hold on. Now that Qin Zongheng had a military order, teams of soldiers were neatly heading up.

Spearman is in front, sword and shield is behind, archer is in the end

At the end, at the moment when the Xuanwu Army in Bianzhou entered the range, a small flag waved first, and a round of arrows shot out at Wang Yanzhang's troops who were flying. After the first team of archers shot for one round, they immediately retreated, and another team of archers

I quickly added it, and the small flag waved again. After repeated repetition, the continuous arrows were like five hundred light riders splattering out.

At this moment, the light cavalry speed had reached its peak, only more than 200 steps ahead of the Black Cloud Infantry Team. Wang Yanzhang, as the tip of the cone, became larger in sequence from front to back. The arrows shot, and the screams of arrows kept ringing in the charge queue. Some of the fatal injured people could not control it for a moment and fell off the horse. The final fate was inevitably to be stepped into mud by the war horses that followed. Wang Yanzhang held a shield in his left hand, protecting his upper body, and a large gun in his right hand.

He kept digging the rain of arrows shooting towards his mount. In a flash, he rushed to the hills. Wang Yanzhang threw down his shield, and drew out his sword with one hand and shot at the spearman facing him. A spearman suddenly had a hole in his neck, and blood continued to overflow, and he raised his head and fell down. Two other spears beside him rushed towards Wang Yanzhang. Wang Yanzhang put it under his armpit and slashed the sword in his hand fiercely, and his two heads soared into the sky.

The confrontation between the infantry and the cavalry began in an instant. As a veteran in the battlefield battle, Heiyundu's troops naturally knew that the cavalry would carry a huge amount of energy for a sprint distance. At this time, there was no need to push the spear out. They just needed to hold the lower plate tightly and hold the spear with both hands, and the opponent would automatically come to the door.

The light cavalry with a sharp spirit paid a heavy price on the front line of this infantry formation, and the two sides began to fight fiercely.

As the cavalry continues to drive, even if the horse is stabbed down, it can still knock two spearmen off. With the courage of the main general, the morale is greatly boosted. In the first line of defense of the spearmen, there is only a thin layer left.

At this moment, Wang Yanzhang had already slaughtered more than twenty people, and his body was injured many times. His battle robe was covered with blood, and he could not tell whether it was his own or the enemy. At this time, the spearman had been killed or injured, and his light cavalry was killed or killed dozens of times. The first aura had been exhausted. The only thing left was to fight for one sword and one gun, and the light cavalry could have was to be more victorious than the infantry. That's all.

"Blade and shield hand, go!" The sword and shield hand holding the other hand pounced forward on the Xuanwu Army Light Cavalry, who had not had time to take a breath.

The sword and shield hand only had to use a shield to hit the cavalry. When the cavalry's strength was exhausted and the new power was not born, he drew his sword to start, either cutting the horse's head or cutting the horse's legs. For a moment, the whine of the war horses was endless. Wang Yanzhang wiped the blood on the tip of the gun under the soles of his shoes, and rushed forward again. He poked the shield of the sword and shield hand, and the castration still had not diminished, which made the Black Cloud Soldier feel cold.

Then he threw away the big gun, and snatched a spear from the enemy or his own. He swept it across the board, and several swords, shields and hands were unable to hold on, and they all spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Wang Yanzhang was brave and powerful.

Qin Zongheng looked at the battle in full swing on the battlefield and couldn't help but squeal: "What a great general!"

More than a hundred cavalrymen behind him were furious: "General, let's go and make sure to kill them without leaving any armor!"

"No hurry, the infantry has not been defeated yet, and the opponent's cavalry is not exhausted. The Black Cloud Light Cavalry is a rare combat power in Caizhou. It is naturally the best to be able to survive one. Needless to say, after the other party consumes it, I will lead you to fight against the war!" Qin Zongheng said calmly.

The cavalry on the side couldn't help but show a look of complacency. Being able to be attracted by the main general's life and death proves that they are indeed the main force of the ace. It is necessary to have a narcissism with fangs and claws!
Chapter completed!