They are still a battle-capable army.

Jiang Song observed for a long time and finally felt relieved. He finally gave up his idea of ​​escaping first. The soldiers did not escape. Naturally, he would not escape. He was still two miles away from the Qi army. Five thousand Hedong cavalry began to urge the horse to accelerate.

At one mile, the cavalry thrust the horse's buttocks. At the same time, various weapons such as scimitars, maces, and steel boring were also raised.

On the vast North China Plain, the cavalry of Hedong Army was getting faster and closer, mixed with excited and rude screams. The sword in his hand emitted a cold light in the sun.

"Shoot the arrow." Jiang Song raised his sword and pointed his fingers, and shouted with glaring eyes.

The rain of arrows sprinted in the dense crowd of cavalry hundreds of steps away. After a scream, more than a hundred Hedong cavalry fell off their horses. Before they could hide, they were ruthlessly crushed and trampled by the horse's hooves behind them. In such a high-speed cavalry charge formation, falling off the horse means death.

The chaos was only temporary. The Hedong cavalry quickly adjusted their formation while running. The horse speed continued to charge.

"Shield.

The square solid wood-covered iron shield with a hideous monster was moved forward two steps and beat the ground heavily. The sergeant behind the shield bent his waist and his feet were in a slash. He held the shield with one hand and held the short knife with the other.

One mile, a half mile, a hundred steps, fifty steps...

Jiang Song rode his horse and clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembled slightly.

The moment the two armies collided at high speed, Jiang Song closed his eyes.

boom.

It's overwhelming and earth-shaking.

The harsh metal and iron intersect echoed on the plain. When Jiang Song opened his eyes again, what caught his eye was already a piece of blood and a wailing place. There were two groups of people who were dying and living together.

The first round of attacks of the Hedong cavalry had already disrupted the formation of the Qi army. Although Jiang Song had the advantage in the number of men, in this plain where the cavalry was king, he could only hold his weapons like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in vain. Then he was chopped over by the condescending Hedong cavalry. The situation was very bad. What's more, this was an army that had just suffered a defeat.

Screams mixed with blood. Jiang Song gritted his teeth and watched countless soldiers who had been talking and laughing in the past turn into dead souls under the sword of the Hedong Army. At this moment, he felt extremely heartache.

What are those literati who target military generals and verbal battles? No matter how clever the plan, how clever the plan, how clever the mind, what are what are the jokes in the face of invincible and powerful strength?

The heavy front was quickly thinned by the Hedong cavalry. The cavalry was like sharp blades and slowly advanced forward in the midst of killing. The target was directed to the central army where Jiang Song was located.

Countless soldiers of the Great Qi gritted their teeth and went on one after another. Even the supervisory team on both wings of the battle formation gave up the supervisor and drew their swords, but were still ruthlessly strangled by the sharp blades of the cavalry.

What I saw was blood red, wailing, and a pair of empty eyes that were unclogging.

The victory and defeat were immediate. In the era of cold weapons, infantry was no match for the cavalry after all. The charge of thousands of Hedong cavalry caused half of the Qi army to suffer casualties. The rest were still struggling to support it.

"General, I can't hold back the front. The left wing has opened a gap for you. You run east. Your Majesty will gather troops shortly after the retreat. The subordinates will cut off the rear for you. You will avenge us in the future." A general staggered to Jiang Song and screamed.

Jiang Song came back to his senses. He looked at the corpses all over the ground and smiled miserably: "Run. Where can I run? Even if I can escape today, can I escape from the civil servants and aides around His Majesty tomorrow?"

"General, the times and the momentum are not good today. If you look for the future, your identity is not as good as our rude men. You must not make any mistakes."

Jiang Song's expression changed and he shouted sternly: "Far. Did you know me, Jiang Song on the first day? When did I, Jiang Song, leave my brothers and run away alone? Do you think my official position will be too old to cherish my life?" Jiang Song suddenly thought of Huang Chao, who was the first to escape, and his tiger eyes couldn't help but turn red.

The general was stunned and his eyes turned red.

"Today, we will only fight to the death. Yang Zhi..."

"exist."

"Rise the dragon flag of Daqi high. The flag of death will not fall. Tell the soldiers. I, Jiang Song, are still there. The dragon flag is still there."

"yes."

In the blood mist of yellow dust in the sky, the Daqi dragon flag with black and yellow edges fluttered in the wind. A golden dragon on the flag was dancing in the wind. An uprising army that was seeking a way out for the poor people was gradually corrupt and degenerate. Until today, everyone betrayed their relatives and were in a desperate situation. Seeing the flag representing the Daqi still standing in the central army formation and flying high. The soldiers of the Qi army, whose morale was gradually declining, suddenly felt full of strength. A sudden roar broke out from the crowd that was struggling to resist.

"Fight to the death."

"Fight to the death."

The flag was waving. Thousands of Qi army infantry who had been detouring on both wings launched an attack. They surrounded the central army in two and a half moon shapes on both sides. However, they were not as powerful as the Hedong cavalry. During the several back and forth sprints, the Qi army suffered nearly half of the casualties.

This was the first time in several years that Jiang Song had experienced such a large-scale battle. When he was forced to revolt, Jiang Song felt only sadness and only full of anger at the Li Tang court. But now he felt tragic and heartache.

No one escaped, no one was afraid to fight. The battle was in a desperate situation. Only by fighting with one's life could one have the chance to survive. The number of Qi soldiers was killed more and more. The opponent's cavalry still wanted to slash the crowd. Countless soldiers fell in a pool of blood with unwillingness.

Being inferior to others means being inferior to others. The battlefield has always only spoke with strength.

Gradually, the front formation was completely broken. Two or three thousand people were buried in this land forever, dying with their eyes open. The Hedong cavalry adjusted their formation and began to advance towards the central army.

In the central army formation, Yang Zhi, who had been holding the dragon flag high, suddenly inserted the flag hard to the ground. Then he knelt down facing Jiang Song and kowtowed three respectfully.

"Thank you for your cultivation. The young man is afraid that he will not be able to follow the general anymore. These days, the young man... has eaten very much. The young man really wants to live such a life forever..." Yang Zhi smiled shyly at him, showing a mouthful of white teeth. His honest face was full of gratitude, but he couldn't find a trace of fear.

Stepping and drawing his sword. Yang Zhi flashed in front of Jiang Song's horse. Five hundred infantry and dozens of confidant cavalry behind him also stood in a row, blocking Jiang Song behind him. He was ready with fearlessness. Jiang Song felt a stinging pain in his chest. The tender face in front of him and thin bodies. They... were a group of rebel soldiers whom he had hoped for. Yang Zhi's life had just begun, but he was about to fall in this vast plain.
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