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- Qian Guowen Sheng Yao Zizhan wrote many frontier poems when he was young, praising the bitter cold of frontier defense, praising the heroic generals in bloody battles, and depicting magnificent war scenes;
And since he served as the governor of the three sides, although he often wrote poems and lyrics, he no longer touched the subject of the Serbian army over there.
The more difficult it is to look directly at something in reality, the more exaggerated it will be in terms of artistic interpretation, as if deliberately stacking layers of thick powder on it to forcibly cover its original appearance , in order to achieve self-deception on the spiritual level.
War, that is.
When the weapon hits the armor, the sparks rising from the armor are just the simplest appetizer;
The splatter of blood is easily reminiscent of the beautiful picture, but in fact, when the pools of thick red are presented in front of you, what you see is the palpitating "black" that covers your sight ;
Immediately afterwards, there were screams and wailing one after another, plus intestines, brains, etc., which were the most in short supply and rare to see on weekdays, but at this time, they were suddenly out of stock.
Fighting with cold weapons is often more tragic, and can easily create a purgatory on earth.
The difference is, in this purgatory, are you a human or a ghost?
obviously,
Under the brutal and straightforward offensive of the Yan army, the Northern Qiang cavalry finally couldn't stand it.
Humans and ghosts have been given a clear position at this time;
They instinctively wanted to withdraw from the battlefield and try to stay away from these fearless Yan people.
But the frightening thing is that the Yan army is still relentless, it's not that you want to withdraw, I will defeat you and rein in the troops, and it's over.
I just want to maim you, crush you, kill you!
The morale of both sides is ebbing and falling extremely quickly, especially when the Northern Qiang cavalry saw that the Yan people had been stabbed several times in their bodies and their bones appeared, but they were still biting the necks of their own people with their teeth,
They broke down.
Fighting among the tribes of the Northern Qiang people, and then having friction with Ganren puppets, the peak period was only a short period of time when the country was established in the northwest of Qianguo, but it was quickly suppressed by the Qianjun army.
The combat style of the Gan army is often at a disadvantage in front of the Northern Qiang people. The feeling of arm wrestling with a huge country with the advantage of cavalry will gradually bring a kind of The country is just so self-important.
However, for a hundred years, Ganren's combat power has often been ridiculed by the great kingdoms of Xia.
Facing the ceiling of the same type of cavalry with higher combat quality than myself, equestrian and archery skills, better armor, and richer battle experience than myself, and on the premise that the opponent has been inspired to treat death as home
Overturned by a slap,
Is it hard to understand?
Superintendent Mingya stared blankly at the battle situation in front of him. He saw the warriors under his command running back like howling ghosts and howling wolves. vented down.
Originally, the Lancers were divided into two army formations. Before, they dispersed separately and deliberately let the Yan army have a "way of survival", but now, it has become the most ridiculous initiative to dismantle themselves in order to "divide and break" the other party. stupidity.
However, Superintendent Mingya didn't think he was stupid, nor did he think there was anything wrong with his previous order;
the reason is simple,
Facing this kind of opponent,
Even if the army is gathered together, can you stop it?
Under such a situation, even if you double the number of soldiers and horses under your command, can it change the fate of being overwhelmed?
As for now,
I even had to be thankful that half of the warriors were separated from the battlefield early, so that they would not be overthrown in such a one-pot way.
Rescue?
How to save?
Fill in the remaining soldiers and horses?
Not to mention whether the remaining 10,000 yuan can feed the appetite of the Yan people, the damage visible to the naked eye is enough to make Ming Ya Dusi heartbroken and unable to breathe. The status among the Qiang tribes.
The tribal customs of the Northern Qiang people are actually very similar to the barbarians. The one with the big fist is the king, and the fighting power of the warriors under his command is the confidence of the leader to speak.
the most important is,
He Mingya Superintendent just came to help Qianren beat the side drums, pick up and drop off, and then get "advancement" from Qianren, so as to better participate in the hegemony of the Northern Qiang land;
?He desperately wanted to show this grievance before he died.
"This is my king's escape."
It's just different from the way you understand it.
"Pfft!"
Wu Ya cut into the neck of Dusi Mingya. This confident leader of the Northern Qiang tribe was very proud when he was summoned by the Ganren to help out;
It's a pity that the silver rewards and official titles for dry people are really not so easy to get. In other words, I have always been used to being taken advantage of, and I really took advantage of this deal.
The prince picked up the head of Governor Ming Ya,
Inserted on the flagpole,
Turned over and returned to Pixiu's back;
Not far ahead, a cadre army appeared. Fearing that the Northern Qiang people would not obey orders or make some mistakes, Li Xianggong dispatched a forbidden army here.
Possibly, even the chief general of the forbidden army on the opposite side didn't expect that his family would come in handy so quickly and directly.
King Pingxi raised the flagpole with his head on it and stood there quietly.
Four weeks later, with the death of Governor Ming Ya, the Northern Qiang cavalry completely disintegrated.
"Brothergive me a ride"
On one side, Pao Ze did not shed tears, but calmly stabbed the knife into his neck.
"Thanks¡¡"
On the battlefield, fell into a kind of silence;
For those who died in battle, there was no time to collect their corpses;
For those who are slightly injured, get on the horse again;
Those who were seriously injured were sent to the final journey by their own robes.
Gradually,
From behind Wang Qi, a group of knights in black armor gathered again.
People are very tired,
The horses are also tired,
But ahead, there are still enemy troops blocking the way.
There is no time to rest, no time to breathe, and it is impossible to slowly entangle and test with the army ahead.
From the rear, from the two wings, it is clear without even thinking about it, there is a vast army of cadres quickly outflanking them at all costs.
Zheng Fan didn't count how many knights were left by his side;
He knew that there would be more people falling down later.
It's not that the counting at this time is meaningless, but it's somewhat in my heart, and I can't bear it.
It seemed that he single-handedly killed the opponent's general in one fell swoop, but in fact, 99% of the credit was due to the sacrifice of the Jingnan Army knights who directly defeated the Northern Qiang cavalry.
For myself, it's just a little icing on the cake.
Just then,
Under the premise that I did not give an order,
Teams of Jingnan Army knights rode their horses around them on their own initiative, came to him, and re-arranged.
them,
Put yourself at the end.
When they pass by their side, they will secretly look at themselves, with a cautious smile on their faces, showing respect, respect, and awe,
There is also a little proud.
Everything is silent, but there is an unbearable weight in this silence.
Zheng Fan instinctively wanted to go to the front,
But it stopped abruptly.
In recent years, when wars started countless times, he always stayed behind, and he never concealed his greed for life and fear of death to those around him.
But no matter how timid a person is, when they are in a certain atmosphere, they can still be full of enthusiasm.
But this time, he was forced to.
Forced reasons,
It's because I'm afraid of disappointment.
It is difficult to describe the feeling at this time in words. This is not a battle with the wind, nor is it a fierce and bitter battle, but a battle for survival against time, and it is a battle for the vast majority of peopleto die.
? Last night,
Nearly ten thousand soldiers knelt down on the ground,
Knocking on the chest and shouting:
"Willing to die for the prince!"
at the moment,
They continued to fulfill their oath firmly.
Yes,
oath
"My king asks you, what do you think of this flag?"
"I like it very much, it looks very good."
"Uncle Hirano, go to this king and raise that flag."
"Swear."
"This flag in your hand cannot be changed."
"I, Zheng Fan, hereby swear that in this life I will only stand under the Great Yanlong Banner. If I break this oath, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Chen Yuan, whose face was covered with blood, had already had half of his arm cut off in the previous charge.
At this time, he,
With one arm, he set up the horse again,
shouted:
"The Jingnan Army has them all!"
All the knights tapped their armor with their blades, making a neat clanging sound, which was the most ear-piercing sign of death on the battlefield.
Chen Yang roared again:
"For the prince, open the way!"
"Tiger!"
"Tiger!"
"Tiger!"
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Ask for a monthly pass.
I will try my best to size up as long as my mental state allows, and hold everyone tight!I swear here that I will only stand under the Great Yanlong Banner in this life, if I break this oath, I will be destroyed by heaven and earth! "
Chen Yuan, whose face was covered with blood, had already had half of his arm cut off in the previous charge.
At this time, he,
With one arm, he set up the horse again,
shouted:
"The Jingnan Army has them all!"
All the knights tapped their armor with their blades, making a neat clanging sound, which was the most ear-piercing sign of death on the battlefield.
Chen Yang roared again:
"For the prince, open the way!"
"Tiger!"
"Tiger!"
"Tiger!"
¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
Ask for a monthly pass.
I will try my best to size up as long as my mental state allows, and hold everyone tight. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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