My Three Kingdoms is a bit fierce

The flags danced, the front scattered, the crossbowmen stepped forward, and hundreds of repeater carts were launched. This kind of repeater is similar to the kind of repeater used in the battle with Cao Jun in the past, but today's repeater has been improved more than a dozen times, although the power has decreased, but the portability, rate of fire and reloading speed have been significantly improved, the actual combat power of the repeater is more powerful than in the past, and the current two hundred repeater vehicles are equivalent to the three hundred repeater cars of the year or even stronger.

The crossbowman was holding a steel crossbow and ready to fire, and the crossbow truck in front had already adjusted the angle of the shot, and the operator was half-crouching next to the car, waiting tightly for the order to attack.

At the forefront of the Wusun army were 50,000 cavalry, which were very fast, four hundred steps, three hundred steps, and two hundred steps.

Zhao Yun's eyes shrank suddenly, and the silver dragon spear he held high was put down suddenly.

The operator twisted the spring violently, and a suffocatingly dense rain of arrows swarmed out in a burst of breaking through the air.

The charging Wusun cavalry only felt a sudden darkness in front of them, and then they were horrified to find a terrifying storm of arrows coming towards them.

Before he could react, the sound of 'whooshing' rang out, and the Wusun cavalry was overturned as if it had encountered a storm.

The cavalry in front fell to the ground, and the cavalry behind could not stop their speed, and trampled and rushed up fiercely. Many of the Wusun cavalry who fell from their horses but did not die were unfortunately trampled into pulp by the iron hooves of their own men. The situation of the cavalry who rushed up was not much better, the horse's hooves were tripped in the obstacle formed by their own men who had fallen to the ground, the horses tumbled, and the knights were thrown out violently. The cavalry group of the Wusun people was in extreme confusion.

After the repeater was fired, it was quickly pushed down and reloaded; Crossbowmen armed with steel crossbows took the place of the catistae and began to strike at the enemy.

The chaotic Wusun cavalry group finally regrouped and charged again, followed by the blows of the strong crossbowmen of the Northern Army. The crossbowmen line up in three rows, the first row shoots, the second row prepares, and the third row leads the string and arrows. The crossbow's attack is also very powerful, but it is much inferior to the Ballista.

The Wusun cavalry charged forward with the blows of the steel crossbows, and the companions around them fell to the ground one by one. However, they were getting closer and closer to the enemy, and as long as they entered hand-to-hand combat, it was impossible for the crossbowmen to compete with the cavalry.

Fifty steps. The order flag of the Northern Army danced again, the crossbowmen quickly retreated, and five thousand burly and lofty, soldiers dressed in black iron heavy armor like iron towers appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the most eye-catching thing was the terrifying weapon in their hands, the Mo knife with a length of nearly three meters, they are a powerful class of troops beyond this era - Mo Dao soldiers.

Suddenly seeing these soldiers who appeared in front of them like steel monsters, the Wusun soldiers couldn't help but be stunned. King Qiuzi on the observation platform pointed at the terrifying ironclad soldier standing in front of the battlefield with trembling fingers, and asked in surprise, "What is this?" "。 Hehe, I even asked that! Could it be that King Qiuzi really regarded the Modao soldiers of the Northern Army as monsters? Princess Yan Su's eyes showed a look of fear, and at the same time, there was some excitement. "This is the most powerful class in my Han Army's infantry army, the Modao Army! Invincible in all directions! Yang Feng's expression was a little fanatical.

The five thousand Mo sword army quickly lined up in battle, and the Mo knife in his hand slammed into the ground together, and the earth seemed to tremble. Under the covered iron helmet, his eyes shone with a high-spirited fighting spirit, and his momentum was like a majestic mountain, and it was a volcano that was about to erupt.

The impact speed of the Wusun cavalry paused significantly, and then Fu accelerated his speed and charged over. The roar was louder than before, but there seemed to be a hint of trembling in the voice.

The Wusun cavalry rushed like the waves of the sea and slammed into the reef. The Mo Dao Army roared, like a thunderclap, and the Mo Dao in his hand slashed out from top to bottom.

The blood light burst out, and from a distance, I saw that many Wusun cavalry who rushed in front were actually chopped out, and the corpses were divided into several parts and flew in the air, while swaying bright red, the scene was both spectacular and terrifying. Many of the horses crashed into the bodies of the Mo Knife Soldiers, who were unsteady by the powerful impact and retreated sharply, but they were held back by their companions behind them; There was a scimitar slashing at the body of the Mo Knife Soldier, but the scimitar only splashed a little spark on the heavy armor.

The Wusun cavalry kept charging and roaring hysterically. The Mo Dao Soldier just coldly waved the terrifying Mo Dao in his hand, which was so cold that it was terrifying, and it was so cold that it made people shudder.

Blood flowed like waste water on the battlefield, and severed limbs were like mutilated animals in a slaughterhouse. Although the Mo Dao soldiers are strong, there are inevitably casualties. The wounded Mo Dao Soldier paid no attention to the wounds on his body, and did not even frown, and the Mo Dao Soldier who died in battle lay quietly on the ground, still holding his Mo Dao tightly in his hand, while his place was taken by his companion behind him.

The losses of the Wusun cavalry were getting bigger and bigger, and their hearts trembled involuntarily. But instead of weakening, their onslaught intensified, like a timid person suddenly acting rather frantically. The Mo Dao Army was still silently and coldly wielding the Mo Dao, letting the Mo Dao carry the enemy's blood, but the Mo Dao Army gradually appeared a dangerous gap under the charge of the Wusun cavalry.

King Qiuzi, who was standing on the observation deck and watching the battle, couldn't help but tremble, although he had seen many battle scenes, but none of them were as wild and bloody as in front of him. The sensible Princess Yan Su held her father's trembling palm, and King Qiuzi's mood calmed down a little.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, maybe long, maybe short. The Wusun cavalry paid a very heavy price, only to see the corpses on the battlefield, the original lush green has turned into a thrilling dark red, but the Wusun cavalry did not make much progress, and the gap that was accidentally torn was quickly plugged before they could react.

The shock of the Wusun cavalry, which had suffered heavy losses and could not break through, was sharply reduced, and their morale dropped to a fairly low level. The Modao Army took the opportunity to regroup and roared, and their morale was as high as before.

The herald of the Northern Army waved the flag again, and 10,000 halberd soldiers outflanked the Wusun cavalry on the left and right, while at the same time, the light cavalry on both flanks were launched, because the enemy's foot soldiers had advanced to less than a hundred paces from the forward line.

The sound of the iron hooves of the northern army replaced the iron hooves of the Wusun army, and swept towards the Wusun infantry with the momentum of thunder. At this moment, Wusun's hundreds of thousands of foot soldiers had already become chaotic in the rapid running, panting like oxen.

Seeing the wind sweeping in the iron cavalry of the Northern Army, Hassan was shocked and hurriedly ordered the army to suspend the formation on the spot. However, in the current situation, it is difficult for his orders to be conveyed.

The infantry of the Wusun Army who were running suddenly panicked, some of them were stunned on the spot, and a considerable part of them turned around and ran, which was quite simple, but some of them were still quickly lined up and ready to fight.

The Iron Rider came in an instant, the iron hooves flew up, and the horizontal sword shone brightly in the shout. The chaotic infantry front of the Wusun Army was simply unable to resist the onslaught of the iron cavalry waiting for work, and it was fully broken through by the iron cavalry of the Northern Army in an instant.

The wolf rushed, and the horizontal knife constantly harvested the lives of the enemy. Although a small number of Wusun infantry formed a formation to resist, most of them were rushed by their own people before they could engage with the northern army.

Seeing this, Hassan immediately ordered the troops in the rear to assemble quickly, and at the same time sent his own troops to organize the defeated stray troops to continue to attack the battle formation behind, guiding them to flee on both sides.

Zhao Yun saw the movement of the rear army of the Wusun army from afar, and immediately judged the enemy's plan. Immediately ordered Zhao Tuo, the deputy general beside him: "You are here to sit!" "Yes." Zhao Tuo hugged his fists and promised.

Immediately, Zhao Yun raised his voice to the personal guard cavalry behind him: "Follow me to attack the enemy formation!" Zhao

Yun led two thousand guards cavalry to break away from the main formation and kill the infantry of the Wusun people.

Zhao Yun, who straddled the white dragon horse's silver armor and silver armor, was very conspicuous on the battlefield. The crowd watching the battle on the rooftop immediately noticed him, and Princess Yan Su couldn't help asking, "Who is this general?"

Yang Feng replied: "One of the generals under the command of the lord, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong!"

Princess Yan Su couldn't help but have beautiful eyes, and murmured, "Is he General Zhao Yun?" I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Zhao Yun led two thousand cavalry to the middle palace straight forward, Zhao Yun took the lead, and under the dance of the silver dragon spear, no one could stop his blow.

Killing and dispersing the chaotic tide of soldiers, I saw a member of the Wusun general roaring under his banner, looking very anxious, and the nearly 20,000 Wusun infantry troops in front of him were hurriedly forming a formation, and the infantry formation was basically formed at this moment.

Zhao Yun raised the silver dragon spear, waved it horizontally, and shouted, "Cone Impact Array!" The

two thousand cavalry roared together, quickly forming a sharp conical shock formation in a slow run.

"Kill! Break through the enemy lines! Zhao Yun jumped out like a silver bolt of lightning. The shock array composed of two thousand iron horsemen was like a huge chariot, following Zhao Yun at high speed.

Looking down from the sky, I saw a sharp triangle rushing forward at high speed, and in front of it was a wide rectangle.

Hassan was stunned for a moment, then roared louder, and everyone looked very nervous.

The scene in front of him seemed to enter slow motion, and everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Yun's cavalry. The soldiers of Wusun all seemed to hear their own heartbeats.

Suddenly, the slow motion disappeared, and the silver-covered Han army general took the lead in front of him. The spearman at the forefront reflexively stabbed out the spear, but the spear did not penetrate into the opponent's body as expected, only to see the Han army general dance the spear, and the spear attacking him instantly swung away, and then pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horse jumped up like a flying dragon.

The scene seemed to enter slow motion again, and everyone looked up at the figure in mid-air, inexplicably frightened.

The war horse fell behind the pikemen, Zhao Yun hurriedly danced the spear, and killed the more than a dozen Wusun foot soldiers who surrounded him on the spot, and then urged the war horse to ride alone and run towards the handsome banner of the Wusun army.

Flying like the wind, spears like snow.

Hassan was taken aback, and without waiting for his order, his soldiers rushed towards Zhao Yun. In the surging waves, Zhao Yun is like a speedboat cutting through the wind and waves. The spear is flying and unstoppable.